mtlumby2d Chapter 402 You Should Get More Sun
Chapter 402 You Should Get More Sun
Lilith was forced to end the conversation with both parties in a messy state. Giselle raised her hand slightly, but she had no time to react. Her eyes went dark and she fell asleep.
"What are you doing?" Giselle asked Aryan as he was about to lift Lilith onto his shoulders.
"Take it back." Aryan stood upright and almost bumped into the lamp above his head while walking. He turned his body nimbly with a matter-of-fact look on his face.
Giselle was silent for a moment, and Lilith suddenly flew into the air, returned to her own little bed, and covered herself with a small quilt.
"you--"
Aryan was about to open his mouth when his vision suddenly twisted. Giselle put her arm around his shoulder and teleported out with him. Aryan's vision returned to darkness. They had left Lilith's dormitory and were outside in the cold, causing Aryan to shiver.
"Where is this?" He looked around but couldn't find the dormitory building where Lilith was. Only the towering Observatory Fort in the distance reminded him that he was still within the area of Gloria.
"Are you calm now?" Giselle's voice came.
"What do you mean?" Aryan turned his head angrily and looked at her in the dark. "It was you who said there was something wrong with that girl in the first place!"
The air fell silent.
"...That girl must have some connection with the Mother Goddess. The Mother Goddess's sword even changed its shape to stay with her..." After a long while, Giselle finally spoke, "But we still know nothing about her, and where she came from——"
"Do you have to investigate so thoroughly? Don't you always trust your intuition?!" Aryan had no patience at all at this moment. "Take her away first. This does not conflict with the search for the whereabouts of the Mother Goddess. Besides, she is the biggest clue."
"Where are you taking him?" Giselle looked at the man in front of her quietly. "To Shadow Locke? What are you going to do there? Be a thief? A thug? An auctioneer? The leader of a sinful city?"
Aryan choked, "Of course I won't let her do those..."
"She is still a child. This is the best place for her to be in Goletia." Giselle's mind was in a mess, but she still tried to stay calm. "Even if she has to leave here, she should return..."
Giselle hadn't finished her words, but Aryan understood what she meant - she shouldn't go to the dark underground, she should return to the holy tree, back to the forest of elves.
"So you want to..."
"Everything we have now is just our guess. Only if we find solid evidence that she is related to the Mother Goddess can we convince the Fairy Forest to accept her. Before that, Goletia is the safest existence—"
"Tsk--" Aryan let out a sneer. They had just broken into the girl's dormitory.
But Giselle had no intention of fighting back against this mean guy. Her heart was beating very fast, and she was still talking to herself, "And she was not included in our original action plan. Don't forget that we are here to investigate those missing companions, not--"
"Teacher Giselle." Aryan called her name with some mockery, interrupting her words.
The moonlight was bright tonight, reflecting on the snow as a bright blue light. Aryan walked under the moonlight and half of his body immediately became blurred, looking extremely strange.
"What are you afraid of?"
Yes, Aryan keenly noticed Giselle's abnormality.
"Time flies, Giselle." Aryan continued to walk forward, pulling away from Giselle. "What was it like when you left?"
The male elf's voice was clear and bright, like the cool breeze blowing through the forest. When he spoke long sentences, his unique elf accent made his words sound as elegant as chanting poetry.
"Were the walls of the academy like this at that time? Was the garden so desolate at that time?" Although he kept asking questions, he didn't seem to need Giselle to answer. "My brain is not as useful as yours, Giselle. You are always thinking, trying to find the truth in the fog of memories, but are you too deeply immersed in the past?"
Giselle slowly came to her senses and looked at her companions who were walking further and further away.
"Is it that in your dreams, you often come back here, so you can move around here so familiarly? You seem to really miss the days of being a teacher here!" Aryan said sarcastically.
"What do you want to say?" Giselle was already accustomed to this guy's changeable attitude.
But I heard the vibration of the bowstring being fully drawn.
"Are you still as loyal to the Mother Goddess as before?" There was a blazing fire hidden in Aryan's green eyes, which were now directed directly at the person opposite him.
"Answer me, Giselle." Aryan said grimly.
Was she going to be like those cowards, go back to the Elf Forest, live a "normal" life, and treat the bitter cold she had endured for thousands of years as nothing? Aryan tightened the trembling bowstring.
Did she regret it? Was she tired of immortality, tired of being with the Dark Moon?
"...I've told you a long time ago that you should get more sun." Facing the cold light from the arrow tip, Giselle was speechless. But because of this, the huge fear in her heart finally dissipated a little, and she was able to continue communicating with this dark-minded guy.
"Let me remind you that everyone thought that the Mother Goddess returned to the Holy Tree as she had instructed, but I was the one who insisted that there was something wrong with her departure." Giselle said in a cold tone.
But these words did not put Aryan off. He still held the bow tightly, determined to force her to tell him the truth.
"I was just thinking, Aryan. Although the girl's identity is questionable, she is very likely related to the Mother Goddess by blood." Giselle's heartbeat began to speed up again. "Then have you ever thought about who the Mother Goddess gave birth to?"
Aryan was stunned.
"Although we can all be considered her children, but... that's different. Even the royal elves were born from the sacred tree." Giselle said in a trance, "In my memory, she was not a god obsessed with love. At that time, she was only focused on repelling the void... but..."
"If that girl is really contaminated with her blood..." Giselle's voice trembled slightly, and the names of those holy war heroes flashed through her mind again and again like a kaleidoscope.
"I think the most likely one is... Poseidon..."
"call out--!"
Aryan could no longer hold the bowstring, and the sharp arrow flew out of his hand and pierced Giselle's face!
Giselle quickly dodged to the side. Although Aryan had distanced himself from her, the distance was too close, and the powerful arrow still pierced the tip of her ear, cutting a deep gash and piercing straight into the cypress tree behind Giselle. The snow on the tree fell off, and the tail feathers were still trembling.
"Are you crazy?" Giselle touched the cut on her ear and frowned.
"You are crazy..."
Aryan's voice trembled even more violently than the tail feathers. He finally understood the chaotic thoughts in Giselle's mind. He didn't know whether the girl was of the Mother Goddess' bloodline, but he always knew another thing, a secret that all elves could not speak of and chose to hide from their descendants...
Before the Mother Goddess disappeared, she killed Poseidon, one of the heroes of the Holy War.