Chapter 32: Oh no, he can't be into me, can he?

Chapter 32: Oh no, he can't be into me, can he?

Duke Rivierre glared at Victor, departing without uttering a single word.

As for Victor,

From start to finish, he had no intention of explaining anything.

Helping Duke Rivierre was merely a convenience, although he did need the Dukes power for certain things, but those words, there was no necessity to share with Duke Rivierre.

Victor had a better candidate.

He waited outside the city gate for a while, soon greeted by Gwen, who hurriedly ran over.

Gwen seemed hurried as if she were chasing someone. Only when she saw Victor did she stop.

Ive been waiting for you.

He spoke to Gwen who had just arrived, like he knew she would come looking for him.

But Gwen had no pleasant expression to offer Victor.

Dont you have anything you want to explain to me?

Victor noticed many Mages still lingering around, casting their glances in their direction.

Well talk about it later.

Victor hinted to Gwen that they were currently in a crowded, noisy place, and it would be better to share certain things privately.

Gwen took his hint and nodded.

Get in my carriage.

Okay.

Gwen didnt give it much thought and agreed.

They walked together to the carriage, and Victor extended a hand to Gwen.

Gwen didnt understand what he meant and paused for a moment.

Seeing her reaction, Victor shook his head and explained, Its basic etiquette when inviting a lady.

What a troublesome etiquette.

Gwen complained, oblivious to the strange looks from the crowd, as she placed her hand on Victors.

Under Victors guidance, they both got into the carriage. The door closed, and the carriage quickly drove away.

Looking out the window, Victor was satisfied with the complex expressions on peoples faces.

He then drew the curtain.

No doubt, after this encounter, the public opinion would take a new turn tomorrow.

He turned his head to look at Gwen again.

Gwen was the first to take out a bag from her waist.

Heres what you wanted.

She handed the bag to Victor, who was a bit puzzled, but still accepted it.

Upon opening the bag, he found a variety of differently shaped red crystals.

He suddenly remembered the reason he had given Gwen before.

Victor was surprised; he didnt expect Gwen to remember these things.

He indeed needed these things to create some special magical items, but these were incidental.

When he left the volcano, he regretted not collecting some, but it didnt matter now.

To his surprise, Gwen had collected some for him.

A warmth rose in Victors heart, but he was never one for sentimentality, so he put the bag into the Players Backpack.

Thank you.

Gwen looked at Victor with a bit of amusement, her tone mocking.

Didnt expect you to say thank you.

Now, its time for your explanation.

Victor nodded in agreement, saying,

Ive said everything in front of the Emperor.

You were there, you should know if what I said was true.

Gwen suddenly spoke coldly to him,

You should know thats not what Im asking.

She had grown up with Victor since childhood. If Victor was kind-hearted enough to want to stop a volcanic eruption to save everyone,

Gwen would absolutely not believe it.

Victor had shown his cold-blooded side since he was a child.

If necessary sacrifices had to be made, even if it meant sacrificing a towns people, he would choose his own interests.

What was your purpose in causing the volcanic eruption?

They were being attacked by business competitors, and their mansion was besieged by numerous people who threw all sorts of things into the courtyard every day.

It was easy to see how much resentment Victor had incurred that even after his death, a bunch of people came to take revenge on him.

It was tough for Lia to hold on for so long.

I was injured and found a place to heal, Victor explained.

Strictly speaking, this statement was not a lie, his three-day and three-night battle with Guldon indeed left him battered.

Although the injuries were not severe, it was a reasonable excuse for healing.

Moreover, after the battle was over, he really was unconscious for three days and three nights.

As long as it was the truth, Gwens Righteous Heart would not judge it as a lie.

Was that magical beast that strong?

Gwen could not believe that with Victors power, he had suffered such a severe injury.

The need for so many days of recovery clearly indicated that the beast was terrifyingly powerful.

At this time, she suddenly remembered the words of the old woman in Sanchel Town:

Inside the volcano, a Volcano God is sealed.

Such a legendary story may not necessarily serve as evidence, but if such a thing could be referred to as a god, its power should not be underestimated.

Victor closed his eyes, using magic to create a sense of imagery for Gwen.

Red magical energy began to coil around Gwen.

Gwen felt the surrounding scene changing rapidly, and the sky suddenly darkened.

It, is very powerful.

He synchronized his feelings to Gwens body.

The temperature inside the carriage rose sharply, and at this moment, Gwen seemed to be in the midst of it all, witnessing the magical beast.

Flames were soaring, as if a demon god had descended.

Victor dispelled the magic, and Gwen was a bit dazed.

Victor, he had defeated such a thing for her

I have no more questions.

Gwen was speechless.

So, Ill take you home.

Victor initiated a spell, the First Order Magic in his hand was as simple as sprinkling water.

A green magical energy flew from his fingertips and twined around the carriage wheel.

The carriage turned in a direction and headed towards Gwens house.

Such is the benefit of being a mage.

Sitting in the carriage, there was no need for a coachman.

The two remained silent afterwards.

They soon arrived at Gwens mansion, and Victor watched Gwen get off the carriage.

By the way.

Before leaving, Victor stopped Gwen.

Thank you for covering for me in front of His Majesty.

Gwen turned around, just about to say something.

But the carriage had already turned around and left.

She stood at the door, watching Victor leave in a daze, her feelings were complicated.

The maids saw Gwen getting off the Clayvin carriage, they were somewhat surprised and started whispering:

Didnt the miss hate Victor the most?

This time she came back in Victors carriage?

Could it be

They were more and more excited about the conversation, and when they got to the crucial point, their cheeks turned red.

They did not notice the footsteps coming from behind.

What are you talking about? If theres something good, why not chat with me about it?

The maids turned around to see a smiling woman coming out of the house, and they quickly lowered their heads.

Were sorry, miss.

The woman came out with the same smile on her face and said:

Right, dont slack off during work hours.

Alright, Im going to greet my long-lost sister.