Chapter 85 84. "Old Girl"
"Is this mentor really an elf?"
Annan asked as he walked down the spiral steps.
"Yes. Teacher Yirelanze has been joining the Mage Tower even longer than this Mage Tower." A magnetic young voice sounded from behind.
Michael stopped, turned around and stared at the figure on the steps with a frown: "City Lord, it is very impolite to eavesdrop on the conversation."
"Sorry, I'm a little curious about this young King of the North." The young city lord asked his servants to step back and came to the steps where they could look down at them. He apologized and looked at Annan: "And you came here because of your curiosity. Right?"
Annan didn't feel any malice or show off from this usurper, so he didn't shout out "Thirty Years on the East Bank of the Pulani River, Thirty Years on the West Bank of the Pulani River": "Better than What does it mean that this mage tower is still long?”
Olmedo looked at Michael first.
Michael stretched out his hand and gestured to him.
"Thank you." Olmedo nodded lightly, and then went down the spiral staircase with Annan, "The Mage Tower has been rebuilt, and the current Mage Tower was built on the ruins of the old Mage Tower. ”
"Why haven't I heard of it?"
Before coming to Breeze City for the first time, Annan pestered Mr. Victor and asked many questions about the Mage Tower.
"Because only a member of the Mage Tower has the right to know about this matter." Olmedo held on to the steps, overlooking the busy hall downstairs, "I also found it out of ancient books."< br>
"What's going on with that Ize...Ilan...elf mentor?"
It makes sense that Annan, who has learned Common Language for less than three months, still can't remember complicated elf names. .
"What do you like?" the young city lord suddenly asked. "For example, you think it's an animal or thing that's cute and you want to get close to it."
Annan used to like dogs but not cats. After accidentally raising a cat, Annan didn't like cats anymore.
“You are saying that she only did that out of...‘thinking I’m cute’?”
“Part of it is that, and part of it is that Teacher Yirelanze is in the mage tower. There is a nickname called 'Old Girl'."
Annan looked at Michael in surprise, and he nodded to confirm that Olmedo was right.
"Does it mean she is very old?"
"It means she is old and single."
The lifespan of elves is between one thousand and two thousand years, and there are holy places that can extend their lifespan, but they They usually look for a partner after the age of 200, and some special elf species are still children at 500 years old. And Mentor Yrilanze is almost 1,500 years old.
Not to mention Breeze City and Mage Tower, the human order established by Saint Laurent when Irelanze was young has not yet appeared, and the grandfather of the Twelve Kings of the North is still using urine and mud.
"Teacher Yirulanze, don't you mind if you call me that..."
"I don't know...but even the mage apprentice is saying this." Olmedo frowned slightly, looking equally puzzled.
"Alas...that's what our instructor asked us to do." Michael answered their doubts, sighing with helplessness and shame, "She thought this would let everyone know that she had no partner, and then pursue her. "
Stepping down the last step, they walked out of the mage tower and walked towards the parking area outside the circular square.
The result is obvious. This elf mentor is regarded as a weirdo because of her unique behavior, which makes people keep a distance. Her loneliness makes her even more... eccentric.
"Is she rich?"
Annan's strange question made Michael pause for a moment: "Uh... I've never heard of 'old girls' having no money."
"You can always believe in the wealth of an elf. Even if it's an ordinary job, if you have An elf with a lifespan of more than ten times that of a human can easily save a lot of money." Olmedo's smile was as bright as the sun. "Do you need help?"
"No"
“Really?”
"Really."
Compared to the ordinary elves, this magnificent and fantasy world is still waiting for Annan to explore.
Olmedo stood by the parking area and motioned to the servants following him to prepare the carriage.
The afternoon sun shines on his long golden hair, giving it a hazy halo, like a princess with her long hair tied up and dressed in men's clothing in the theater. "This was a pleasant exchange. I hope we have the opportunity to talk again." The young city lord said.
"There will be."
This Jeffrey Olmedo is similar to his father, and they are pleasant to get along with, but his identity makes Annan not want to get too close.
Watching the carriage of the City Lord's Palace slowly leaving, does he know that he is a fake?
But at least judging from the review and this contact, this guy who stole the position of city lord is not a bad person.
……
"I met the boy pretending to be Levi's."
Olmedo walked into a study room with simple decoration and said to the figure standing in front of the window, "He is as interesting as you said."
"It seems you are getting along well."
Augusta Olmedo looked at the bustling Breeze City.
“Well, I guess I feel the same way now as you did then?”
"What do you want to do next?"
"Breeze City needs smart people, and I also need some friends..."
Augusta turned around, his light blue eyes slightly hang down.
"You are arrogant, my child."
Jeffrey Olmedo looked into the same eyes as his own: "I can't understand..."
"We will resent the person who took it because we lost what we once owned, whether it belongs to us or not."
...
Annan took the reins and said goodbye to Michael.
"Della, did you know? There is someone as strange as you in the mage tower..."
Annan remembered that he was speaking ill of another elf in front of one elf. "...a beautiful elf."
The voices gradually became inaudible as the carriage drove away.
“Who is that boy?”
A pleasant question sounded from behind, and Michael stiffened for an instant.
"My friend..." he said.
Only a vigorous elf can appear quietly behind a mage.
Only a noble mentor can question a Mage Tower mage.
"He has no ill intentions towards you..."
"I heard it. Such a beautiful and kind boy was born to be eaten by elves..." An evil whisper sounded. "Do you know him? Where does he live? What does he like?"
"...Annan is a shy boy, I can't tell you, and he is not an adult yet..."
" This cannot hinder our union. I can transform into someone similar to him." The breathing behind him gradually became more urgent.
"I..."
"You were recently studying with Pritzker the topic of "Are the ancient arcane spells of ancient wizards more powerful than our current spells?""
"Sorry. , Tutor Yi Ruilanze, Annan is one of my few friends, he saved me from sinking when I was most confused," Michael replied firmly.
"My grandmother was an ancient wizard, her experience."
"He now lives in the Winchet family's manor, mentor, do you need me to guide you?"
(End of this chapter)