Chapter 2053 Do you not Remember me?
Hearing her words, a flood of memories surged within Emery's mind, transporting him back to a vivid scene from the past.
It was a tranquil afternoon, the air filled with the soft rustle of leaves and the gentle caress of a refreshing breeze, accompanied by the warmth of the sun. Emery was unable to utter a single word, lying motionless on a tilted chair. Suddenly, he was jolted from his reverie as a small hand pinched his body.
"Uncle, doesn't this hurt? Are you... dead?" came the innocent voice of a young girl.
Receiving no response, the silver-haired girl climbed onto Emery's lap and began to play with his hair, oblivious to his condition. Suddenly, a thunderous voice interrupted their interaction.
"What are you doing!? Get down, now! Right away!!" The authoritative tone belonged to another figure, one dear to his heart.
The girl unhappily frowned before retorting, "I didn't do anything, Auntie," her defiance evident in her expression.
This flash of memory brought forth a face, almost identical to the young girl currently sitting in front of him. Her name surfaced in his mind like a whisper carried by the wind.
"Shinta... you are Shinta, aren't you?" Emery realized, his voice was tinged with a mix of astonishment and recognition.
Hearing his recognition, Shinta's heart raced with hope that he remembered her, but his next words shattered her expectations.
"Yes, You are Shinta, ...Visla Ouroboros' daughter,"
Emery's words carried warmth, but they weren't the ones she had been hoping for.
Stunned, Shinta felt a whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her mind. "He doesn't know? Is he in the dark all this time like I was...? Why doesn't he know? Is he pretending?" Questions bombarded her consciousness, each one more bewildering than the last.
She longed to release the pent-up emotion that had been building within her, but she couldn't summon the courage to do so.
Was it disappointment? Anger? Or perhaps just fear of how he would perceive her? Would he accept her for who she truly was?
Once again, she referred to him as "mister," adding to the layers of confusion and conflict swirling within Emery. However, a realization dawned upon him in that moment. Shinta's father, Visla, harbored a deep-seated hatred towards him, and her grandmother had similarly distanced herself. It was evident that Shinta was facing some kind of internal struggle, perhaps stemming from the complex dynamics within her own family.
A heavy silence settled between them, the air thick with unspoken tension. Even the tea had gone cold, but neither of them seemed willing to break the uneasy stillness that hung in the air.
The tension between the two did not go unnoticed by the other acolytes, even though they couldn't hear their conversation. Murmurs rippled through the group as they exchanged curious glances.
"What are they saying?"
"She was even crying, wasn't she...? Master is really capable of moving her heart. He's a real expert!"
However, their speculation was interrupted by the sudden arrival of a group of individuals outside the hall. At first, Damo mistook them for new recruits, but his assumption was quickly corrected. The newcomers exuded an aura of power, guided by a full moon magus accompanied by five of his acolytes.
The magus cast a disdainful glance at the assembled acolytes, his expression dripping with contempt. "Huh... sitting around at a time like this... what an embarrassment," he sneered, his voice laced with superiority.
One of the acolytes stepped forward and said, "Tell your master to come out. Master Aspen is here to meet," he declared, his words infused with a commanding tone that brooked no argument.
As Ashaka stepped forward to politely receive the guests, they adamantly refused to speak with him, insisting on seeing the head instructor. Their presence quickly shattered the fragile silence that had settled between Emery and Shinta.
Deeply annoyed by the interruption, Emery's thoughts darkened with the temptation to instantly throw them all into his blackhole. However, before he could act on his impulse, Shinta rose from her seat.
"It seems you have a problem yourself, mister. I will not trouble your time anymore," she declared, her voice carrying a note of dignified resignation. With a graceful bow of respect, she added, "Thank you for the tea; it was very enjoyable," before gracefully exiting the room.
Emery was relieved to see that Shinta hadn't departed immediately but was instead observing the unfolding situation.
As he approached the group, his gaze met the full moon magus's, and he mirrored the same courtesy they had shown.
"I am Instructor Emery. What do you want?!"