Chapter 157 [Blood Of Fallen] [13]

Chapter 157 [Blood Of Fallen] [13]

The water flowed quickly, its surface filled with ripples as the current pulled them further downstream.

Small snowflakes fell from the sky, filling the area around them.

Walking on the road opposite the waterfall on the side of the river, Oliver looked at the lamps illuminating the area, a thoughtful expression on his face.

The wind whipped through his black hair, carrying with it the scent of the river.

"What are you thinking?" Aaliyah, walking beside him, asked, her red hair tied back.

"About my mother," Oliver replied, glancing at her, a longing look on his handsome face. "Just want to see her all of a sudden."

"She must be busy," Aaliyah replied, not knowing the right words to comfort him.

She knew something wasn't right with his family situation, but she didn't know what.

"Yeah..." Oliver replied, his voice monotonous as he looked back.

They were already a few hundred meters away from the bridge, but the roar of the waterfall still rang clearly in their ears.

"About your mother—"

"One day," he cut in, glancing at her with a small smile, "One day for sure."

Aaliyah nodded, not forcing him to reveal things he wasn't comfortable with.

"Why are you so tall?" She grumbled, tiptoeing to match his height.

"Heh, shorty," he joked, making her glare at him.

Walking a little more, they reached the deck where a few boats stood.

"Oui, want a ride?" A man sitting on a boat asked, looking at them.

"How much?" Oliver asked, walking closer to him.

"A thousand for a round trip," the man replied, smiling as he opened the gate for them to walk in.

Oliver nodded, finding the price reasonable for the nighttime as he helped Aaliyah onto the boat.

He jumped in as the man moved to the back, starting the engine.

"You must earn a lot, don't you?" Oliver asked, looking at the boatman.

"It's a historical place, boss," the boatman replied, chuckling. "They say it's the closest man-made thing to paradise."

"In short, you earn a lot," Oliver concluded, making the man chuckle.

"You don't get any customers at night?" Oliver asked the man again, placing his hand on the railing and gripping it.

"...No one moves around at night, boss," the man replied, eyeing both of them. "The ones who take rides at night are always couples."

Saying so, he turned around looking away, the handle on the engine in his hand, taking them away from the waterfall.

"...What's that supposed to mean?" Aaliyah mumbled, glancing at Oliver, who stood close to her.

He leaned towards her, his breath tickling her ear, "....Alone in the dark night, what do you think couples will do?"

Her cheeks turned red as she looked at him. Leaning in, she whispered back, "...What?"

'Is she always horny?' He wondered, looking at her now blushing face.

"Wanna take a bath?" Oliver asked, pushing her, making her yelp in surprise.

She grabbed his arm firmly as she yelled, "What are you doing!?"

Regaining her balance, she grinned before she tried to push him over the railing as well.

The boat creaked as they played around until Oliver got serious and picked her up by placing his hands around her armpits.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, holding tightly onto him as she yelled, "Wait, wait, I'll catch a cold!"

Oliver grinned as he looked at her panicked face.

BOOM!!

"....Qais," Olesia nodded, repeating the name slowly, "Is that his nickname?"

"Not really," she replied, gently shaking her head, "...As far as I know, no one else calls him that."

"Then why?" Olesia asked, frowning.

"I just like the name," Christina replied, shrugging. "It just suits him quite well."

"I see," Olesia mumbled, nodding as Willis ran back to her, Ashlyn right behind him.

"Mama, can I jump down?" He asked, his eyes pleading for her to say yes.

She pinched his cheeks, stretching them like rubber, "Why do you want to jump, duffer boy?"

"Humph!"

He sulked as he pouted, folding his hands while looking away from her.

"Are you angry?" Ashlyn asked with a smile, patting his head gently.

He simply nodded, not saying a single word to her while glancing at Olesia.

"Hey, Christina," Olesia mumbled, glancing around the place.

"What?" Christina asked back, looking at her.

"Is it just me, or are these guards quite weak?" Olesia commented, glancing at the guards standing around.

"Now that you mention it," Christina mumbled as well, eyeing the guards suspiciously, "They are weak."

Her gaze moved towards the students and Daphne, who were looking around the place.

She recognized Seth and Keegan arguing about something but ignored them.

Her gaze lingered on Ivan for a while before she frowned, "Where is Azariah?"

"I saw him climbing the tower," Ashlyn replied, looking at the tower in the middle.

"What is he doing there?" Her frown deepened as she looked up.

"Are you worri—"

Olesia's sound muted, her lips moving slowly.

Christina stared at Olesia, the world around her slowing down, muscles in her hand twitching.

She felt her blood pounding through her veins, hearing distant scream in her head.

Sparks of blue lightning rushed through her body, her hips twisting, her twitching hand extending towards Olesia.

SWISH!!

A hiss sharp as iron sliced through the air, and slowly in her sparkling fist, the head of a spear appeared.

And as the staff of the spear reached her grip, she clenched it tightly, grabbing it.

"—About...."

Olesia abruptly shifted her body away from the trajectory of the spear, but her gaze shifted towards Christina, holding it firmly.

Christina jerked her throbbing hand, throwing the spear down as she looked around.

"What was that?" Ashlyn asked, fully alert.

She shoved Willis close to Olesia as a circle formed just above her hand.

A few dressed-in-grey men appeared, started killing the guards without hesitation.

"Students!!"

Daphne yelled, noticing those assailants as well.

BOOM!!!!

A loud explosion echoed at the top of the tower, illuminating the gloom. Ten, fifteen more, at least, were attacking the guards.

"Az!!"

But Christina had her focus fully on the burning tower.