Chapter 436 Cat and Mouse <TOC> Chapter 438 Crisis Reemerges
Translator: SumTLMan
Considering Isabella’s personality, there must be countless people who curse her behind her back, and she knows many of the derogatory nicknames they have for her.
Among these nicknames, Isabella actually hates the word “old” more than the word “crazy.” As someone who has lived for over a thousand years but still has the power of a second-level wizard, she tries her best to avoid being called old. For this reason, she even deliberately changes her appearance to look like a young girl because she hates being called “old.” Moreover, she has always had a hidden worry in her heart: would “he” still love her once she grows old?
So, “old” is the word she hates the most.
The fact that Shadow dared to curse her with her most hated word at this moment was bound to enrage Isabella.
Isabella stared at Shadow with a gloomy expression, and at this point, Shadow seemed to let go and met her gaze: “What, old witch, you want to kill me? Come on, kill me!”
Shadow could only gamble now. Since their relationship had already been torn apart, he bet that his mentor wouldn’t leave him to die and that Isabella wouldn’t dare kill him in Silent Hill!
She didn’t get angry, but instead laughed, grabbed Shadow’s hair, and said: “What, you really think I wouldn’t dare to kill you?”
“Old witch, if you have the guts, just do it!”
“Since you’re so eager to die,” Isabella sneered, her red magic power spinning in her hand before she slammed it down on Shadow’s head: “then I’ll grant your wish!”
Shadow closed his eyes, chanting Bogula’s name in his heart. His life and death depended on his mentor’s attitude.
The spiral magic had already pierced his scalp, and blood gushed from his head like a fountain.
Shadow felt intense pain and his heart sank: it seemed he had lost the gamble. Even if Bogula was protective of his students, he wouldn’t save Shadow this time since he had offended a second-level wizard.
Or perhaps, Bogula didn’t know what was happening here? As he was on the verge of death, Shadow continued to search for excuses for his mentor.
The magic was about to invade his skull, and Shadow closed his eyes in despair, waiting for the arrival of the dream of death.
At the very moment between life and death, Shadow suddenly felt a cold sensation sweep across his scalp. The next second, Isabella let go of his hair, and Shadow fell from mid-air, dumbfounded.
Shadow opened his eyes in a flash, wanting to see what had happened.
Above the sky, Isabella was wearing a gloomy expression. In her hand, she held a clump of black hair that had been cut off at the roots, which clearly belonged to Shadow. At the same time, a bleeding wound appeared in the palm of her hand.
Was I… saved? Shadow looked at Isabella and suddenly burst out laughing. Did this mean he had won the gamble?
Because Isabella was forced to let go, Shadow was plummeting helplessly towards the ground from a height of several tens of meters. This posed a significant burden, especially considering his current condition, with his body as frail as a wilting willow, and his internal organs likely unable to withstand the impact.
Just as Shadow was about to hit the ground, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in the distance.
“Diavolo, big brother!” This was a soft, adorable, and childish voice: “Doduo, go!”
Accompanied by a whirlwind, Shadow was suddenly bitten by the neck by a cute creature resembling a kitten before hitting the ground.
This pull helped to halt the acceleration due to gravity when he was about to land. Finally, he landed smoothly on the ground, with dry branches and wilted grass as cushioning, and did not suffer a significant impact.
Looking at the adorable creature that saved him, Shadow heaved a sigh of relief: “Thank you, Doduo.”
At the same time, little Douding that Bogula had just collected hurriedly ran over, anxiously calling out Shadow’s name.
Shadow struggled to extend his hand, stroking the Doduo’s soft fur: “Don’t worry. Help me up. I need to stop the bleeding first.”
The wound on his head was still bleeding, and he had to stop it immediately.
Little Douding nodded and took out a green potion from the small cloth bag slung across its shoulder, handing it to Shadow.
Upon seeing the potion, Shadow’s eyes lit up: “Glistening Velvet Potion? Where did you get it?”
Little Douding raised its small head proudly and said: “Grandpa Midora gave it to me. I was his alchemy assistant, and he rewarded me with it.”
“You? You were Midora’s assistant?” Shadow couldn’t believe it. “Did you make that up?”
Midora’s power among the wizards might not be very high, but his potion-making skills were unmatched in the Sky Mechanical City. Moreover, he was the best person to restrain Bogula. The exact reason was unknown to outsiders, but it was speculated that Midora had been Bogula’s tutor since childhood. Even though Bogula’s power now far surpassed Midora’s, he still dared not act recklessly in front of him.
Little Douding’s small eyes stood upright, arguing: “It’s true. I volunteered to be Grandpa Midora’s assistant, and he gave me a bottle of Glistening Velvet Potion.”
“What did you do then?” Shadow drank the Glistening Velvet Potion and casually asked as his injuries healed.
“I just sat there and watched. Grandpa Midora said that to be his assistant, all I had to do was sit and watch.” Little Douding revealed a cunning smile.
Shadow: “…” As expected, relying on their young age and cute face, some people were really annoying.
As they were talking, Isabella, with a gloomy expression, looked at the man suspended not far from her in the sky: “Bogula, I didn’t expect you to have the heart to be a nanny.”
Bogula tilted his head, his fiery red hair and long tongue giving off a sense of unruliness and untamed nature at a glance.
Bogula chuckled indifferently: “Hehehe, do I need your judgment for what I want to do?”
Isabella: “Constructing an ivory tower for apprentices is not your style.”
“If you glare at me again, I’ll kill you… Hehehe,” Bogula suddenly switched topics, his face sinister.
Isabella closed her eyes, suppressing her anger, and suddenly changed her expression to a charming smile: “I’m not glaring at you, I’m lovingly gazing at my future husband.”
Isabella’s sudden shift in attitude didn’t surprise Bogula. He snorted and dropped the threat. He then looked around: “Tell me, where did the blonde beauty go?”
Isabella knew who Bogula was talking about. She concealed a flash of jealousy in her eyes: “Isn’t the only beauty here me?”
“Get lost, you’re too ugly.” After a pause, Bogula disdainfully added: “Old and ugly, truly disgusting.”
Isabella clenched her fists, not showing any emotion on her face. Her potential had been exhausted, and she needed to rely on others to leave this world and search for… her.
In her eyes, Bogula was a high priority target. He was simple and stubborn, and conquering him would bring great rewards.
So, when facing Bogula, she tried to lower her attitude as much as possible, even down to the dust, hoping he would look up to her. However, this was only possible if there were no obstacles in the way!
At this moment, Angel had become the biggest thorn in her side!
Just then, a strange voice pierced through the spatial shackles and reached their ears from afar.
“Oh dear, I was woken up in the middle of the night.” “So was I, it’s so annoying to have wind and rain in the middle of the night instead of sleep.”
The voice that answered its own questions was none other than the gatekeeper of Silent Hill – Two-Faced Stone Spirit Taros.
Isabella’s face darkened upon hearing Taros’ words, thinking he had sided with Bogula and was sarcastically mocking her. But Taros’ next words eased her expression.
“Isn’t this the young friend who entered with Diavolo this morning?” “Yes, why would he want to leave Silent Hill in the middle of the night? Doesn’t he like our place?”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, covered in blood.” “Should we open the gate?”
“Open the gate?” “Or not open the gate?”
Isabella and Bogula said almost simultaneously: “Don’t open the gate!”
From beneath the trees, a weak voice called out: “Lord Taros, open the gate!” The speaker was Shadow, but his voice was obviously ignored.
“Ugh, so tired.” “Alright, I’ll rest for two more minutes before opening the door.”
Taros’s voice stopped, and Isabella and Bogula’s figures disappeared instantly in the air. From their position to the gate, let alone two minutes, two seconds would probably be enough!
Watching the vanishing sky, Shadow knew he had escaped a disaster, but his expression was far from pleased.
He limped to his feet and said to the curious scribble beside him: “You go over there and help me find… Naga’s body, and I’ll teach you a fun trick tomorrow.”
Upon hearing this, Little Douding showed excitement: “Really? What trick?”
“You’ll know tomorrow. Hurry up. Once you find Naga’s body, follow Doduo back to the Wizard Tower immediately.”
“What about you?” Little Douding asked doubtfully.
Shadow looked into the distance: “I need to go and see, witnessing a friend’s ending.”
…
Angel had already seen the hope of leaving. He had reached the edge of Silent Hill, and as long as he left this place, he could escape!
Angel sprinted out of the boundary line, but just as he left the boundary, he suddenly felt a familiar power enveloping him, followed by a moment of confusion in his head.
He was originally heading towards the exit, but in this confusion, his body involuntarily retreated.
It wasn’t until he moved away from the boundary line that the confusion in his head began to ease.
This was… the power of illusion.
In the morning when he entered Silent Hill with Shadow, he had already discovered that Silent Hill was covered by a huge illusion, but at that time he didn’t dare to peek at it.
Now, with his head in a daze, he had forgotten about it. But fortunately, this illusion seemed not to be an actively attacking one.
However, breaking the illusion and leaving now seemed a bit impossible. Think about it, could he, an apprentice, break through the border defense of a large wizard organization?
From Angel’s perspective, this was at least an illusion set up by a wizard-level or higher, and it was very likely a formation of illusions!
Angel’s expression darkened. In other words, his only way to leave right now seemed to be through Two-Faced Stone Spirit Taros.
Chapter 436 Cat and Mouse <TOC> Chapter 438 Crisis Reemerges