Isabella earned many bad names due to her terrible personality, and she knew about them.
Compared to being called a psycho, she hated it more when people called her “old”. It was true that she had lived for ten centuries without going beyond the boundary of a level-2 wizard. Yet she would still like to avoid hearing anyone mentioning her age. She even used the look of a little girl. There was another reason. She feared that “someone” might dislike aged beings.
All in all, using “old” was a great taboo to Isabella.
Obviously, Shadow just triggered this taboo.
She was staring at Shadow with pure hatred now. It seemed Shadow also got rid of his concerns and decided to provoke the woman all-out.
“What? Want to kill me huh? Old stuff? Well, do it! What are you waiting for?”
Shadow didn’t do this because he lost his reasons. He knew that he had to believe in his teacher. It was a gamble that depended on whether Isabella could really kill Bogula’s student at his home court.
Isabella laughed in rage. “You think I can’t?”
“Prove it, old hag!”
“If you want it sooo much…” Isabella gathered her blood magic in a hand and slammed it toward Shadow’s head. “I’ll fulfill your death wish!”
Shadow closed his eyes and silently pleaded to his professor.
Isabella’s drill-shaped magic had sunk into Shadow’s skull. More blood came splashing out.
Shadow could feel the great pain getting deeper into his head. It seemed he lost his gamble. Even Bogula couldn’t help him get away from a level-2 wizard.
Or maybe the man didn’t know what happened here at all? Before his death, Shadow was still finding excuses for his teacher’s absence.
He waited for the drill of death to reach his brain.
He suddenly sensed something cold slashing past his hair before Isabella’s death grip loosened and dropped him.
He then opened his eyes and saw Isabella in the same position. She was holding a cluster of severed hair-his own hair-in her hand, but for some reason, the same hand was bleeding.
Someone saved me?
Shadow realized something and chuckled. Looks I actually won!
They were originally floating high in the air. To Shadow, hitting the ground like this wasn’t a better outcome either, since the shock might kill his already damaged organs.
Before it could happen though, he heard someone yelling in a familiar voice, “Mister Diablo!”
It was a little boy’s timid voice. “Go, Dodo!”
Something swiftly dashed to Shadow. It was a kitten; it caught Shadow’s collar in its teeth before Shadow could crash.
With the help of the little savior, Shadow didn’t suffer too much damage upon landing on rotten grass and branches.
“Thanks, Dodo.” Shadow let out a relieved breath while looking at the cute animal behind him.
Bogula’s new student, Toya, also came running while calling Shadow’s name anxiously.
Shadow lifted a trembling hand and put it on Toya’s short hair. “No worries. Get me up… I need to stop this bleeding.”
A giant hole in his head was still giving out blood like mad. No matter what happened, he had to do something about it first.
Toya nodded and quickly took out a glass of green potion from his sling pouch.
Shadow’s eyes widened. “Glowing Velvet Potion?? Where did you get this stuff?”
Toya puffed his chest up proudly. “Gramps Mithra gave it to me as a reward after I helped him with alchemy works.”
“You? Helping Mister Mithra? You didn’t make that up, did you?”
Mithra wasn’t a powerful wizard, but he was one of the best Apothecary alchemists in the entire Floating Mech City, and at the same time, one of the best candidates for restraining Bogula’s actions. No one knew why. People guessed that it was because Mithra was once Bogula’s teacher who saw Bogula growing up. Today, Bogula was a lot stronger than Mithra in terms of strength, but the puppet man still wouldn’t do stupid things in front of Mithra.
Toya protested and said, “It’s true. I offered him help, and he gave me this.”
“What did you help him with anyway?” Shadow downed the potion and asked while looking at his wounds healing quickly.
“I sat aside and watched! Gramps Mithra said that’s all I have to do as his assistant.” Toya displayed a cunning smile.
“Oh, crap.”
Woah sh*t. Speaking of young little bastards who knew how to take advantage of their ages and cute looks…
Meanwhile, Isabella was looking at another individual, who was floating not far from her, with a dark look. “Bogula… still the babysitter I knew, I see.”
Bogula had his head tilted to one side. His bright red hair and serpent-like tongue flapping in the wind gave him an extremely wild look.
“Jajaja… You’re not anyone to tell me what to do.”
“I mean, it’s not like you, protecting your student like guarding chickens.”
“How about you stop staring? Or I’ll… kill you, jaja…” Bogula suddenly changed the topic, but his malevolent expression suggested that he meant those words.
Isabella suppressed her anger and put up a gentle smile. “Oh come on, I’m simply looking at my future husband with all my love.”
Bogula didn’t react toward Isabella’s change of attitude. The man looked side to side. “Now tell me, where did that blond beauty go?”
Jealousy was reflected in Isabella’s half-shut eyes. “Beauty? I’m the only beauty here.”
“Get out of my sight. You’re far from being a beauty.” Bogula didn’t seem to be avoiding using harsh words when taunting Isabella. “Old and sick. Shoo, shoo.”
Isabella clenched her fists without revealing too much emotion. She needed someone who could take her into another plane to find destiny, and Bogula was the current best choice. Bogula possessed enough resources and that meant absolute advantage during a destiny hunt.
This was why Isabella would act as careful as possible when facing Bogula; she hoped that the man could pay her at least some regards.
But a freaking boy just ruined it for good!
Another voice suddenly traveled far and beyond to reach their ears.
“My my, someone woke me up in the middle of the night.”
“I know, right? Who’s being a nuisance when people are trying to sleep?”
It was the Dual Sprite, Talos; the gatekeeper of Silent Hill.
Isabella scowled. She thought Talos meant to criticize her actions, but something changed her mind when Talos continued to speak, “Wait, isn’t this little kid the one with Diablo in the morning?”
“Oh yes! Why is he leaving Silent Hill at night? Does he hate our home?”
“Tsk. He got blood all over his body.”
“Should we open the door?”
“To open?”
“Or not to open?”
“DON’T OPEN IT!” Isabella and Bogula almost yelled at the same time.
“Please open it, Mister Talos!” It was Shadow, who just added his own response. Obviously, this one was going to get ignored.
“I’m so sleepy…”
“Here, I’ll rest for another two minutes before opening it for you.”
Isabella and Bogula instantly reached the gate. They only needed two seconds to travel the distance.
Shadow looked at the clear sky with the same grim look as before. He knew he just escaped his death, but…
He slowly limped away and spoke to Toya, who had been giving him curious glances.
“Go that way. Help me look for Naga’s body. I’ll… teach you an interesting cantrip tomorrow.”
“Really? Which cantrip?”
“You’ll see it tomorrow. Go, find Naga’s body and go back to the tower with Dodo.”
“What about you?”
Shadow looked toward the gate area.
“I need to check out the final fate of a friend.”
Angor was getting more confident. He could escape from Silent Hill as long as he went through the boundary.
However, the moment he dashed past the bounds, he felt dizzy all of a sudden because of a familiar energy.
The dizziness forced his body to move back inside again before he could do anything.
And he finally regained consciousness when he was well inside Silent Hill again.
The power of illusions.
When he came to Silent Hill with Shadow, he already noticed that a giant illusory barrier concealed Silent Hill, but he didn’t dare to check out the illusion recklessly.
He ran into the illusion completely off guard due to his stress. Fortunately, the illusion didn’t do harm to him.
Now that he could think clearly, he found it impossible to breach the illusion constructed by a major wizard organization.
From what he could tell, the illusion was deployed by really powerful wizards. It might even be a combination of several illusions.
Angor reached the terrible conclusion that he had to pay a visit to Talos again.