Warlock Apprentice

Chapter 1595: Section 1596 Allen Seeks Out

“I can’t believe Jiebo actually lost, it’s just inconceivable. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would think it’s the most unrealistic joke I’ve heard this year if anyone told me this news.”

“Yeah, it’s just too unbelievable. And from what I understand, the woman who defeated Jiebo is staying at the Mukihara Bar.”

“Indeed, the Stream of Solace has always been residing behind the bar at Fangling Hall.”

“My impression of Xiliu was always of someone sleepy and quiet. I never imagined she could be so terrifying when she snaps, to the point of overwhelming Jiebo. She might very well top the rising stars’ competition…”

All sorts of discussions reached Angel’s ears. While they talked, they occasionally glanced towards the corridor leading to Fangling Hall, their eyes filled with fear and astonishment, as if a Great Demon King really lived at the end of the corridor.

But it’s understandable. The strong impression of Jiebo’s power, to most Apprentices of the same era, is like a shadow hovering in the sky for a long time, suppressing with awe for so many years, even gradually showing signs of being mythologized. And just at this juncture, a dark horse emerged, defeating Jiebo and shocking those who have trembled under Jiebo’s shadow for years.

“I think, the reason Jiebo lost to Xiliu might not be due to a lack of strength, but rather there could be other hidden reasons.”

As Angel walked forward, another voice reached his ears. Angel slowed his pace slightly, thinking to himself: Could it be that someone has seen through the truth?

“I believe that there must be a recording of the match between Stream of Solace and Son of the Ocean at the Infinite Battle Tower, which I expect will be sold in the next few days. You’ll be able to watch carefully at that time and notice one detail,” said the speaker, keeping the listeners in suspense before slowly continuing under everyone’s gaze, “the way Jiebo looks at Xiliu.”

“His look? What kind of look?”

“That look was very complex. It seemed like Jiebo neither wanted to see Xiliu nor could he help but look forward to seeing her; he wanted to talk to her yet seemed to have worries in his heart, hesitating to speak; he wanted to get closer, yet couldn’t… These are such contradictory emotions,” the speaker mused, his eyes flashing with longing, “So I believe, Jiebo might have had a bitter-sweet relationship with Xiliu in the past, but they separated for various reasons. Now they meet again, but as opponents in the arena.”

“Jiebo wants to see her, but he doesn’t want to see her in the arena; he wants to talk to her, but doesn’t know what to say; he wants to get closer, yet he’s afraid of hurting her. This is my interpretation, Jiebo doesn’t want to harm Xiliu, so he would rather get hurt himself, preferring to lose the match.”

The speaker’s words were so emotional and picturesque that they made the surrounding poetic-hearted girls shine with hopeful light in their eyes.

However, there were also rational people: “But during the fight, I saw that both of them were going all out, Jiebo clearly wasn’t holding back.”

“Maybe that’s just a facade?”

Angel walked quickly forward; he was getting tired of listening… But he had to admit, their imaginations were rich. However, they still didn’t understand Xiliu.

Xiliu, although not as firmly committed to the future as Nausicaa, likely doesn’t have room for love in her heart either.

Because what fills her heart… is figuring out how to find opportunities to sleep.

Apart from the discussion about the match between Jiebo and Xiliu, there were also people talking about Kavoline, but whenever they mentioned Kavoline’s match, they would just sigh and shake their heads, not knowing what exactly happened in that match.

Angel walked through the noisy crowd and entered the corridor behind the bar.

Soon, Angel saw the courtyard of Fangling Hall.

He couldn’t see the situation inside Fangling Hall, but outside, there was a figure wandering about, his actions hesitant and cautious.

Angel walked up and gently patted the person’s shoulder.

“Who?!” The person was startled into trembling, even jumping up, and turned around shouting sharply. But his shout was cracked, revealing his timidity.

As he turned around, his face was revealed. He was a plump man with pale skin, curly brown hair, and emerald-green eyes. Dressed in a pure white robe, which due to the color, made him appear even fuller than just slightly overweight.

Angel recognized him and directly called out his name: “Allen, what are you doing here?”

This person was indeed Allen, the chubby boy who had left the Old Earth Continent with Angel, and also Moro’s grandson.

Angel scrutinized Allen’s face carefully, noting that although he was nearly nineteen, his features still looked underdeveloped, resembling a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Paired with his white and plump face, he looked almost the same as before.

“Who are you, and how do you know my name?” Allen was still a bit out of sorts, eyeing the person in front of him with caution.

Not only they looked similar, but even their voices were the same as before, with a slight milkiness. Angel was momentarily taken aback, then withdrew the effect of the Boundless Solitude; his face, which previously had no presence, suddenly became distinct.

“Angel?” Allen called out with surprise, and at the same time, a wave of confusion passed through his heart: His face was the same, so why didn’t he recognize him earlier?

“It’s me, how did you come here?” Angel looked at Allen with curiosity; he remembered that Allen and the people from Fangling Hall should not be acquainted, right?

“I actually came looking for you… Ah, I was rude just now, I should address you as Chaowei,” halfway through his words, Allen seemed to recall something, expressed his amazement, and repeatedly bowed in apology to Angel.

Angel patted Allen on the shoulder: “That’s enough, no need for so much formality. Back to the point, you said you were looking for me?”

Despite saying this, Allen still felt a little awkward: “Yes, I heard that you have a good relationship with the people of Fangling Hall, so I wanted to come here to see if they could help me get in touch with you. I didn’t expect to run into you before I even entered.”

Angel stepped forward, pushing open the large doors of Fangling Hall: “What do you need me for? Come in and talk.”

Allen nodded and followed Angel into Fangling Hall.

Upon entering Fangling Hall, the first to meet them was Shan, who ran to Angel’s side and glared fiercely at Allen: “This little fatty has been lingering outside for a while, I was about to have Ganke teach him a lesson, why did you bring him inside?”

Angel: “He’s my friend, he was looking for me.”

Allen’s figure halted, his eyes revealing a hint of delight: Angel at least still acknowledged that they were friends.

“Friend?” Shan looked askance at Allen, seemingly unconvinced.

At that moment, behind Shan came the sound of Iron Boots clanking on the floor. Shan did not need to turn around; just from the footsteps, she knew that the person approaching was Lyon.

“Angel, you’re here. Huh, this person looks vaguely familiar, isn’t he the young master of the Mongon Clan?” Lyon first greeted Angel, then curiously turned his gaze to Allen.

Allen seemed to be somewhat surprised to see Lyon here as well: “Are you Viscount Pat?”

“Indeed, it’s you, I remember your name is Allen, right?” Lyon turned to Angel: “What is he doing here?”

Angel: “He had some matters to discuss with me, by the way, where is Nausicaa?”

“She is inside taking care of Xiliu.” The speaker was Shan, who after a pause continued: “You probably know, right? Today Xiliu encountered Jiebo in the match and went into a mad frenzy again. She is now in a state of extreme weakness due to power depletion after the match, and Nausicaa is taking care of her.”

Although Xiliu’s talents were extremely effective in countering Jiebo, she was still a notch below him in terms of power level; defeating Jiebo had also cost her greatly.

Since Nausicaa was taking care of Xiliu, Angel did not go inside to interrupt but turned his head towards Allen: “Now tell me, what is the matter that you came all this way to find me for?”