Versatile Mage

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Tuis was very angry, yet he had no choice but to hold his anger in before Asha’ruiya. His chest bulged like something was going to explode inside it.

He turned and left, heading to the woods on the other side of the cliff.

He went back to his place and opened every bottle of wine. He poured them all down his throat, like he was trying to put out the rage he was feeling from the humiliation he had endured today!

Tuis was finally drunk after emptying five bottles!

“Just you all wait, I will make you all pay for what you did today!” Tuis slammed his fist on the table.

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A little uproar took place in the Parthenon Temple early in the morning.

Asha’ruiya was the one who had invited Tuis to the Parthenon Temple, and everyone knew the conflict between the Tuis and Izisha, so they expected Tuis to stand on the opposite side from Izisha.

However, the old man who normally rang the bell every morning saw Tuis heading toward Izisha’s hall. His mouth fell open, just like the bell he rang every morning. The rumors soon spread across the whole mountain.

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Mo Fan woke up to the soothing fragrance of flowers. He happened to hear the young girls discussing the news in the garden.

“What the Hell is wrong with him?” Mo Fan murmured.

Mo Fan went for a stroll after he was done preparing himself, then headed for the library.

He did not know much about the Tyrant Titans. It was necessary for him to expand his knowledge if he was competing against a specialist. He could also find out some information about the Tuis and see what they had done in the past to make their offspring so proud and arrogant!

He went to his familiar spot, where he could see a corner of the city. The streets here were like distinctive runes. He could barely see any movement from the vehicles or the crowd, as if they had blended into one. He was not in a deep mountain, but at the edge of a modern city, yet it was not bustling with noise.

To his surprise, someone had taken his favorite spot.

It was a reclining couch on sandalwood with a soft cushion. The bookshelves were lined up further inside, while windows with transparent curtains were on the other end.

Not everyone was allowed to enter the Sacred Mountain, so most places, including the residences, facilities, and recreational areas, were only meant for special people.

“The Sacred Mountain is so huge with so many people, yet we have stumbled into one another here early in the morning. It would be a pity if we don’t hook up now, since destiny has brought us together. Don’t you agree? Asha’ruiya?” Mo Fan looked at Asha’ruiya with narrowed eyes.

Asha’ruiya always seemed indolent. She would either be lying in her hut on the cliff or reading in the library. As long as she stayed quiet and stopped enticing people with her flirtatious vixen’s eyes, she did have the temperament of a goddess.

“It sounds like Xinxia didn’t satisfy you last night?” Asha’ruiya responded with a smile.

She seemed to have been here for some time. Mo Fan could see the fatigue on her face. She stretched out while ignoring his gaze.

Tuis’ passionate gaze had been extremely annoying. Mo Fan’s gaze was just as bad!

“She was busy last night. You two are both Saintesses, yet why are you always yawning, reading, or watching dramas, while my Xinxia is always occupied…” Mo Fan grumbled.

“Maybe there isn’t much for me to do,” Asha’ruiya replied lazily.

“By the way, that Tuis you invited, I heard he has sided with Izisha now. You didn’t need to kick him away just because we aren’t on friendly terms. I am not that narrow-minded. It’s all business anyway…” Mo Fan mentioned dismissively.

“Have you eaten breakfast?” Asha’ruiya switched the topic.

“Not yet,” Mo Fan was overjoyed. It seemed like he had a date for breakfast!

Did she purposely wait here because she knew he would come? He knew that useless piece of trash Tuis was not her type.

“What would you like for breakfast?” Asha’ruiya asked.

“Hangzhou’s steamed dumplings.”

“…”

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Asha’ruiya was surprisingly resourceful. She actually found a steamed dumplings restaurant in Athens’ Chinatown.

Most importantly, the steamed dumplings were actually more authentic than many restaurants in his homeland. The soft and thin skin with the juicy fillings, all dipped in chili sauce was the perfect breakfast.

“I didn’t know you couldn’t eat something spicy, haha!” Mo Fan mocked when he saw Asha’ruiya keep sticking her tongue out.

“I prefer eating something light in the morning,” Asha’ruiya, answered, blushing because of the spicy food. She kept waving her hands in front of her tongue, looking rather adorable.

“You will miss out on a lot of delicacies if you can’t take the spiciness!” Mo Fan grinned.

“I’ll try my best,” Asha’ruiya drank a mouthful of cold water.

“So what’s the deal about Tuis?” Mo Fan brought up the topic again.

What exactly was Tuis’ role in the Parthenon Temple?

He could easily guess some things by observing the Parthenon Temple’s attitude toward him. Even the Saintesses had to respect the clan, but if it was any other ancient and sacred clan in Greece, as long as they showed the slightest disrespect in front of the Saintesses, they would be severely punished by the Parthenon Temple, regardless of their identity.

The Saintesses were the inviolable rulers of the Parthenon Temple!

However, Tuis had dared to disrespect the Saintesses, and still remained unpunished. Most importantly, those who had served the Saintesses had to pledge their utmost loyalty for their entire lives, yet Tuis could just switch sides as he pleased without being punished! It proved Zhao Manyan’s speculation: Tuis must have an astonishing background!

“It’s nothing. He wants to have sex with me, but I have no interest in him. He feels humiliated, so he wants to get revenge by siding with Izisha,” Asha’ruiya answered.

“F**k me, that son of a b**ch, who does he think he is, trying to hook up with my brother? I really went easy on him yesterday. I should have beat him up like a pile of shit so he could reclaim his actual form!” Mo Fan cursed the jerk.

“What did you just say? Who the Hell is your brother?” Asha’ruiya was amused.

Mo Fan scratched his head. He accidentally said what he had told Zhao Manyan the other day because he was disgusted by Tuis’ actions.

“It was a mistake, we are… let me think… Oh, right, you are actually my sister-in-law, so if he wants to take advantage of you, I will get rid of him first. Who cares about the competition!” Mo Fan finally found a reasonable way to word the connection between them.