From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 498 Dispute
"So fast?"

Flamel raised her eyebrows in surprise.

She still remembered that the last time she saw Jilan in Stuttgart, he was only a 4th-level Jiushi. How long has it been since then, and he is already preparing to advance to the 6th level? !
But on second thought, Flamel felt it was natural.

At the beginning, both Jilan and she were alchemy apprentices under the tutelage of "Lady Silver Bottle", but Jilan's talent was higher than hers.

It is not difficult to understand why the country has accumulated so much experience and is now making great progress.

"Leave a 'rumor'?"

Flamel smiled and nodded slightly.

"Of course. But what 'rumor' are you going to leave behind?"

"As long as it satisfies the need for promotion."

Jilan didn't care and said casually.

Flamel nodded.

She thought for a moment, raised the corner of her mouth, and suggested:
"How about you just refine a little gadget here and give it to me? I'll record this as a 'rumor'."

"Is that so..." Jilan was startled. He didn't expect it to be so simple, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Since he was asking Miss Flamel for a favor, it was understandable to give her a small gift, and Gillan thought it was nothing.

So he took out a gold Caesar.

With a flick of a finger.

Ding.

As the gold coins flew, silver arcs flashed.

It disintegrated in mid-air.

Gillan clasped his hands together.

"Refining!"

He just stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly on the small round glass table in front of him.

A silver alchemy array appeared on the table, and a glass sculpture more than 20 centimeters high appeared out of thin air in the center.

This sculpture looks like a hand-made exhibit, with a smooth and shiny surface and a transparent color that glows with colorful light.

The figure is based on the prototype of Flamel, with a slender figure and proud curves. She is wearing a long halter dress, elegant and mature, with one hand on her waist and the other holding a scroll, with a delicate face and a smile on her lips.

"give you."

Jilan smiled politely and raised his hand to signal.

Flamel looked at the alchemical object in front of her, a look of joy appeared on her face and her beautiful eyes moved.

Although this little gadget does not possess any mysterious power, it is a gift that Gilan created based on her.

My heart naturally leaps with joy.

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Flamel laughed.

She glanced at the young man in front of her with great charm, raised her hand and summoned out a piece of parchment and a quill pen, and prepared to record the incident.

Flamel had just picked up his pen and written on the paper:

"On June 1927, 6, the Dawn of the Earthly World, the 'Mad Owl King' visited the Land of Gods and created a glass sculpture at the 'Cliff Manor'..."

at this time.

A calm female voice came:
"'The Mad Owl King' specially made a glass sculpture based on Flamel Nicolas's appearance as a token of love and gave it to 'Miss Ether'."

"Um?!"

Flamel immediately stopped writing with his quill.

These words were exactly what she intended to write, but someone said them out loud in advance with great accuracy.

She looked up sharply.

I saw a tall woman standing on the lawn more than ten meters away.

The other person was wearing a low-cut evening gown, pure white and soft, made of a fabric similar to embroidered silk. The sunlight shone on her body, making her outline sparkle and form a holy halo.

Under the short golden hair is a beautiful and perfect face, like a porcelain doll.

However, his expression was extremely cold.

"'Bishu'?!"

Flamel was startled.

The person who came was none other than the May Apostle "Bishu".

It was no wonder that he had not noticed the other party coming to the manor. After all, the other party was an apostle, and an apostle related to the "secret".

If the other party does not want others to discover it, even Lemay Nicola, an 8th-level transmuter, cannot sense it.

"Sasha..."

At this moment, Jilan was turning his head to look at the woman in the white dress who was approaching aggressively, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The other party glanced at Flamel coldly, and then stared at Gillan with a complicated and playful look.

"I'm confused as to why I came here?"

Sasha walked over leisurely and said lightly.

"As an apostle in charge of the 'secret', the God's Homeland Corridor is within the range of my golden bow. There is nothing I don't know..."

"Brother Jilan, as soon as you landed, I knew you were here. But I didn't expect that you didn't come to see me, but went straight to your lover's residence!"

Sasha walked to the table, picked up the glass sculpture, and looked at it with interest.

"Tsk tsk... So beautiful."

"Please put it down."

Flamel frowned slightly and said unceremoniously.

"Also, isn't it a bit too much for Miss Bishu to come here uninvited?"

"Excessive?"

Sasha was still holding the glass sculpture, with no intention of putting it down. Instead, he turned his head and gave Flamel a sneer.

"Miss Flamel, I think you are the one who has gone too far... After all, seducing someone else's husband is a very disgusting thing."

"husband?!"

Flamel raised her eyebrows.

She turned her head in doubt and looked at the purple-eyed young man sitting beside the round table.

But she smiled again and shook her head:
"Impossible. Gillan only likes women."

"Ok?"

Sasha's pretty face suddenly turned cold and she clenched her teeth.

"Miss Flamel means that I am neither male nor female?"

She clenched her hands, and the glass sculpture of Flamel's image suddenly cracked with a "click" sound, revealing fine lines.

Flamel stood up quickly.

She also looked at the other person with cold eyes.

Even when facing the apostle "Bishu", Flamel was not afraid at all. The two ladies faced each other in a dead silence.

Sitting there, Jilan felt that the environment suddenly became inexplicably cold, a bone-chilling cold that made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Ahem, that..."

He opened his mouth, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

But the two ladies turned their heads at the same time and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Shut up!" Flamel gritted his teeth.

"Don't worry, brother. I'll take care of it."

Sasha smiled with narrowed eyes.

She turned her head again, looked at the elegant and beautiful woman in the purple dress, and said:
"Miss Flamel, I was planning to come visit you last time, but I didn't come to you because of Lady Silver Bottle's face."

"But you dare to mess with my man..."

Sasha said bluntly, raising her hand.

A slender golden arrow, the length of an index finger, appeared in her hand.

Seeing this, Flamel had a cold face and did not make any movement, but three crystal balls emitting purple light floated up behind him.

A terrifying aura was aroused, collided and dissipated, causing the entire manor to tremble slightly, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Jilan thought to himself that something was wrong.

Snapped!
He immediately suppressed the tingling feeling of death threat, stood up quickly, and grabbed Sasha's white and smooth wrist.

"Sasha, don't do it."

Gillan said solemnly, shaking his head.

He knew very well that "Bishu" was a May Apostle and was extremely powerful. In comparison, Miss Flamel was much inferior.

If the two of them really came to blows, Flamel would be the one who would suffer. And he was the cause of this conflict. If he hadn't come to Flamel for help, things wouldn't have gotten so bad.

It is reasonable for him to stop this farce.

"Heh." Sasha's beautiful eyes flickered and she smiled. "Are you worried that I'll kill her?"

"I didn't expect you to care so much about this woman."

"I just came to ask Miss Flamel for help to record a piece of 'Corridor Rumor' for me to advance to the 6th level."

Gillan sighed.

Sasha kept smiling and answered:
"Then why don't you come to me? Wouldn't I help you? Obviously... in your heart, she suits you better than me."

As she spoke, she continued to smile, but there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

"Yes, just like she said, you only like pure women, right? Not someone like me..."

Seeing this, Jilan felt overwhelmed.

at this time.

Flamel suddenly turned his head and looked towards the side of the lawn.

Sasha also turned her face slightly to the side with a cold look in her eyes.

Suddenly, two figures, a man and a woman, appeared.

The man was an old man with a white beard. He was wearing a black robe with a hood covering his head. He was barefoot on the ground and holding an irregular stone cane in his hand.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous silver robe with her silver hair tied up in a bun, looking mysterious and elegant.

"Meet the madam, and old Mr. Ryan."

Flamel raised his skirts and saluted them both.

Sasha said indifferently:
"Mrs. Silver Bottle, Old Man Salt Spring, what are you doing here?"

"Ms. Sasha, Flamel is my student."

The silver-haired lady said softly.

She didn't say it explicitly, but the subtext made her meaning clear...that is, she would not watch her students being bullied.

The old man in black robe smiled and said:
"'Queen of Diamonds', you and I are both leaders of 'Dawn of the Heavenly Palace'. Why don't you just give up on this for my sake?"

"Humph!" Sasha turned around, holding the cracked glass sculpture in his hand, and said indifferently to the two people:

"You guys really like to meddle in other people's affairs. No wonder you cultivated such an ascender."

"Sasha Payton!"

Flamel said coldly.

Seeing that "Bishu" did not respect her teacher, she immediately prepared to take action.

But Mrs. McCullagh took a step forward, appeared beside the student, and gently placed her hand on Flamel's shoulder, preventing the situation from escalating further.

Sasha said no more, grabbed Gilan's hand, and left with him.

A golden light flashed, and the two people disappeared in an instant.

There was silence for a few seconds on the lawn of the manor.

"Ma'am, will Gillan be okay?"

Flamel turned his head and asked the teacher with some concern.

The silver-haired lady shook her head.

"Sasha is moody and this time she's even jealous of you. That's rare... As for that young man, I'm afraid he's going to suffer."

Hearing this, Flamel looked even more worried.

But soon, she realized the strangeness in the teacher's words, so she frowned and asked:

"Madam, don't you remember Gillan Iros? He was once your student, just like me..."

"Hmm?" The silver-haired lady looked puzzled.

Flamel was even more surprised and suspicious when he saw this.

She quickly told the lady about the past when she and Ji Lan studied together with her husband, but the lady did not seem to be suddenly aware of the past. Instead, she looked solemn.

The old man in black robes beside him narrowed his eyes and said suddenly:
"That young man is no ordinary person...his past secrets have been covered up."

“I can’t even remember it.”

Madam Yinping nodded in agreement and murmured.

"Behind Gillan Iros, there must be Si Chen, but I don't know who it is."

"He took the Crucible and Sword Spiral, a new path he explored on his own."

The old man from Yanquan had something in mind.

The silver-haired lady was startled.

After a few seconds, he said faintly:

"I see... the director's backup plan turned out to be him!"

"teacher?"

Flamel, who was standing by, became more and more confused the more he listened and had no idea what the two apostles were talking about.

(End of this chapter)