Chapter 219 Ivy Song [1] - Intentions

Chapter 219 Ivy Song [1] - Intentions

"..."

"..."

Silence fell upon the duo.

Silas didn't say a single word because of the shock, while the girl beside him looked at him with a gentle smile, as if she was patiently waiting for him to say something.

This silence continued for almost 10 minutes, but it wasn't awkward in any way. Or at least that was the case for the girl.

Silas, on the other hand, was struggling to keep his composure. Many thoughts were surfacing at the back of his mind, but he tried his best to keep them in check.

The girl simply waited for what he was going to say, while Silas had a slightly agitated expression on his face.

'When does this damn lecturer get here!' Silas thought, secretly praying to the life equation to bring the professor into the classroom early.

However, since he knew such prayers were unfound, Silas let out a breath and turned his head toward the girl...

Or should he have said woman? She wasn't far off from being one, and from what he could understand, age did not work the same way for her that it did with humans.

The last time he met her, he was barely four years old. Or maybe 5? It was hard for him to remember his age...

'Probably because I don't look like either of my ages.' Silas sighed.

He wondered if he was something like the beastkin. He heard that they grew up much faster than any other race... Or at least faster than all the humanoid races. Within a few years of being born, they would reach adulthood. Normally, they only lived until about 25 years old, but those who awakened their cores usually doubled or tripled their life spans, if not more.

Though, he wondered whether the girl before him had the same issue.

She looked about 18 years of age, but almost 14 years ago, she only looked 16. From what he could tell, she was, most likely, above the age of 20.

'Maybe she stopped aging?' Silas asked himself with narrowing eyes.

Though, he was having another problem.

His eyes kept flickering and turning toward her lips. It was an almost instinctual feeling. He didn't understand it, but it kept happening repeatedly until Silas could only think of one reason that could be the cause of this action.

'Is she trying to charm me?' Silas thought.

"Am I to your liking?" The girl asked while leaning closer... Almost too close. She was sitting right next to him, so leaning closer would most likely mean they would come into physical contact.

The people around them looked at them for a moment before either shaking their heads in envy, or looking at them with humorous gazes.

In their eyes, the two were most likely dating.

The girl came eye to eye with Silas before extending her grin. She then cupped his face with her right hand.

At the same time, Silas moved his own hand, but instead of replicating her motions, something that his instincts were telling him to do, he threw away such thoughts and placed his palm on her solar plexus.

"Move your hand," Silas spoke in a cold tone, yet her expression never changed despite expecting a change in her expression.

Her hand slowly moved back while she descended on her chair once more. At the same time, she crossed her legs and let out a wry chuckle.

"You are truly fascinating. No wonder I fell for you. To think you'd be resistant to my charms." The girl let out an adorable laugh, but this one was slightly attractive, unlike when Nymira did it.

Or at least that's why Silas thought before dispelling those thoughts too.

"That's creepy." Silas said with an annoyed tone of voice before looking away from her and toward where the professor would be in a few dozen minutes.

A few emotions flashed within her eyes when she opened her mouth, but again, just like always, she remained radiantly smiling, as if nothing in this world could ruin the joy she was getting from that very moment.

"You say that, but you're the one who copied my hairstyle. You're lucky we don't look alike. People would have thought that we were practicing unspeakable taboo acts." She chuckled while Silas' expression became slightly grave.

'Why the hell did I change my hair to green...' He inwardly complained, but there was nothing he could do about it right then and there.

"You're thwe one forming a love connection toward a four-year-old." Silas sneered back.

"Your vessel might have been 19 seasons old, but your mind was that of a mature man possibly 10 times older than the age of your body..." She spoke with a certain conviction as the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced with an expression of a lecturing mother.

"I understand that you are new to this world, so let me explain-" Silas' hand quickly covered her mouth, causing her to open her closed eyes with a hint of shock. In the next second, he could feel her mouth turn into a smile.

"Ugh..." Silas let out another sneer and let go of her. However, inwardly, he was beginning to panic.

Thoughts of killing her right there and then surfaced in his mind, and just when he was about to go through with it, she whispered into his ear...

Without realizing it, she was right next to him and whispering into his ear.

'Shit... She's stronger than me.' Silas thought before looking down at her core, that was shrouded in a looming dark shadowy mist that he hadn't seen earlier... n0VEluSB.C0m

As if his mind was completely ignoring her core, forcing him to look away from it.

'She charmed me to a certain extent despite my volition flame, strong mental fortitude, and the life equation that has branded itself onto my very soul. At the very least, she had an emerald core, if not more. Though, I doubt her technique charms the soul. Rather, she most likely uses the brain instead. The techniques that use such methods aren't nearly as strong as the soul ones, but it makes sense in this situation where my soul is stronger than my mind.

Though, my mind has been branded with the image of the life equation, so I wonder why it doesn't have the same kind of strength as my soul...' Silas inwardly thought.

He could think of different reasons for that, such as the mind being a part of the body while the soul is one's very core.

But if what he thought of was correct, what distinguished the mind from the soul? Sure, he kept his memories from his past life, but how did that occur? Did his soul hold his memories, or did his brain?

"You're overthinking it." She whispered.

On the outside, only a second or two had passed, but Silas had a dozen questions running through his mind within those precious seconds.

When she said those words, he regained his thoughts and wanted to move away from her, yet by the time he had made his decision; she was no longer next to him.

She didn't turn into a blur or leave an afterimage. She just disappeared into thin air and appeared in the chair as if she had always been there.

At that point, Silas gave up on not only the thought of killing her, but also the thought of understanding what she was doing, and how she was doing it.

'It could be illusions for all I care...' Silas sighed.

"Gilea told me that you were from a place called Earth, right?" She asked with a tilted head. She spoke with a perfect English accent when she said Earth, but Silas didn't find that nearly as surprising as hearing that she could talk to the planet.

"And mother told me that there is not place called Earth on Gilea, which means you're from elsewhere." She concluded.

By now, Silas already felt the perception filter around them that she had just put up when talking about him being older than he seemed.

They would only see what the girl before him wanted them to see.

"So?" Silas asked in a wary tone.

"You're a reincarnate, aren't you?" She asked with the same melodious voice as before.

"Yes..." Silas replied, not seeing any point in hiding it. It was the proper conclusion to take if someone had as much information as she did.

"You're not lying..." The girl said in surprise.

"I don't see a need to." Silas narrowed his eyes.

"Good. I see we've already created a good start." She nodded before pausing.

"Mother told me that you humans grow differently from us. So, why do you not look 12?" She asked with a perplexed gaze.

"Blessing."

"Understood." She nodded without asking for further information.

"So, you know about me, but I don't know anything about you." Silas finally spoke up. "Who are you, and what do you want from me?" He narrowed his eyes further.

"Me? I'm Ivy Song... The daughter of Rose Song, and the second princess of the plant society." She paused before a look of frenzied excitement appeared on her face.

"And I'm here to marry you, of course."

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