Avalon is an island country, and the Temple of Silver and Tin in the capital Glass Island is built on an island within an island.
At the front of the Avalon Bridge leading to the Temple of Silver and Tin, an old elf with skin like tree bark and green eyes like a wolf stood upright. His tall and straight figure looked like a tree in the winter night.
"I'll drop it off here."
The old butler instructed the maid Lily, "Take good care of Master Aiwass."
"Yes, Mr. Oswald."
Lily responded respectfully.
As the old housekeeper watched, she pushed Aiwas's wheelchair onto the bridge.
The sun sets very early in early winter. The deep blue night sky is not yet completely dark, and the sapphire-like lake shines beautifully under the reflection of the street lights on both sides of the bridge.
The tall white griffins were like stone lions, quietly landing on the stone platforms on both sides of the street lights when night fell.
When Aiwass passed by, white griffins would occasionally open their eyes and look at him. Their pupils were red or blue like gemstones, crystal clear, reflecting the color of the light.
Their pure white feathers reflected the orange-yellow light of the street lamps, shining with a sacred glow.
"It's really beautiful..."
The girl with long flaxen curly hair is also here for the first time.
She was immersed in this beautiful spectacle and couldn't help but say, "It reminds me of your eyes."
"… What did you say?"
Aiwass was a little unresponsive when he was suddenly teased: "Griffins?"
But Lily was not shy, she just said as a matter of course: "I'm talking about the color of this lake, it's very similar to the color of Master Aiwass's eyes."
“I see.”
Upon hearing this, Aiwass also looked around the griffins and looked at the lake reflected under the night light: "I didn't really notice it... Now that you mention it, it does look a bit like it."
Hearing this, the griffins on both sides of the bridge let out low, friendly laughter.
Lily was shocked to realize that these white griffins could actually understand human language.
Her cheeks immediately turned red, and she dared not speak any more. She just lowered her head and pushed the wheelchair.
Because this meeting was not an official one and did not require a meeting with Her Majesty the Queen, the Royal Butler did not need to show up. Under the guidance of a male servant, Lily took Aiwass to the side hall.
The Halls of Silver and Tin are always brightly lit, including the side halls where the heirs of the royal family live.
Even if there are only a few heirs left in the royal family, and even one-tenth of the rooms in the side hall cannot be occupied, the lights in all the rooms must be turned on. This is to allow the residents of the Red and White Queen District to see at any time, to reassure them - to tell them that the Queen is always with them.
And when Aiwass arrived, a sumptuous dinner was ready.
All dishes were laid out on the table rather than served slowly like at home.
Aiwass saw at a glance that the dinner included grilled freshwater fish that he didn't recognize, fried cod strips, fried frog legs wrapped in breadcrumbs, lamb stewed with radishes, lemon oysters, and a few crispy roast pigeons.
There was also seafood soup made from clams, razor clams and shrimp, and vanilla and pineapple ice cream. Almost all of them were dishes that Aiwas liked. At first glance, it was almost all meat and seafood, and the only green thing was a strange spinach cake.
… Doesn’t the little princess like to eat vegetables
A doubt arose in Aiwas' mind.
But soon, his doubts were explained:
"This is what I found out about Mr. Aiwass's favorite dishes."
Princess Isabel, who was sitting at the table, looked at Aiwass. Her eyes, as beautiful as the finest emeralds, reflected the brilliance of the silverware, shining with joy and anticipation: "Do you like it?"
She wore a crown of flowers on her head and a pearl necklace on her white neck. There was also a small rose carved from citrine on the necklace. The pure white off-shoulder dress was decorated with green leaves reminiscent of nature. She folded her hands on her knees and showed a gentle and generous smile.
She was so beautiful, with her waist-length blond hair hanging down naturally, and it seemed to sparkle in the light, just like a palace of silver and tin shining in the midday sun.
It was so intense that Lily couldn't help but hold her breath, shocked by the pure clarity and beauty.
Perhaps because she was one-quarter elf, Princess Isabel looked younger than her actual age—she was already nineteen years old, but she seemed younger than Aiwass.
She looks like she's only a little older than Miss Yulia, Lily thought.
Princess Isabel has a very slender waist, but her breasts are not very pronounced... They even seem to be a little smaller than those of fifteen-year-old Miss Yulia.
This is probably the only flaw in this beauty. Or perhaps, it is precisely because the meaning of sex and temptation is blurred that this beauty appears so pure.
Even Aiwass held his breath for a moment.
This was also the first time he saw Princess Isabel. Although he had known her beauty for a long time and had seen her model in the game, perhaps because of the influence and bonus of the Path of Beauty... she was far more "beautiful" in reality.
"… I really like it."
Sitting quietly in the wheelchair, Aiwass, who appeared to be gentle, kind and generous, replied from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you very much for your tolerance and care, Your Highness.
"I was stunned by your beauty just now and was unable to respond to your question immediately. Please forgive me if I was rude."
"Then please eat quickly, Mr. Aiwass."
Princess Isabel just smiled and urged.
She was just feeling a little surprised. When she looked at Aiwass, she didn't feel the timidity and nervousness she felt when meeting a stranger... It was as if she already knew him.
—It turns out that holding Aiwass when he was a child really works!
Then she immediately thought of the fact that Aiwass lost his parents at such a young age.
According to Mr. Sherlock's reasoning, it was probably because of his biological parents that he lured away the hook demon and saved his life. The tragedy of this story made her feel sad.
Although it may have nothing to do with her, or it may be that she was too immersed in the role - Isabel seemed to be shining with a maternal glow: "Let's eat and talk, Mr. Aiwass. You must be hungry after all the travel... "
Suddenly, she heard a soft cough in her ear.
Only then did she suddenly remember that she seemed to have forgotten something!
—That’s what the teacher reminded me in advance!
So Isabel coughed, forced a change of subject, and quickly added: "In addition, my teacher Janice also hopes to participate in this dinner - if you are willing."
…What an abrupt turn.
Were you reminded
"-certainly."
Aiwass obediently picked up the knife and fork, and replied with a smile: "I have admired Master Yannis for a long time."
"oh?"
A voice with mature charm whispered: "Have you seen my work too?"
The elf, who looked like she was less than 30 years old and had the mature charm of a woman and the innocence of a girl, appeared at the table unknowingly. She sat closer to Aiwass than the princess and looked at the boy with platinum hair with interest.
Janice was tall and slender, with cream-colored curly hair and side bangs covering one eye. Her eyes were the same emerald green as Princess Isabel's, and she was only a finger shorter than Aiwass - just by looking at her height and elegant straight back, she was undoubtedly a pure-blooded elf.
It was as if she had been here from the very beginning, but Aiwass had not noticed her; it was also as if she was just a projection "painted on", appearing a little unreal under the reflection of the light.
Aiwass immediately realized that this was "reflection in the painting", an extraordinary ability that could only be acquired by the "painter" profession after reaching level 40 and advancing to "art master".
The painter can obtain part of the power of the twin mirror, and use the painting as a mirror. He can hide his true self in the painting, walk freely in the painting, and reflect his own shadow in reality, appearing anywhere there is a painting.
Let the real become false and the false become real.
She transforms reality and paintings into her twin mirrors.
There are teleportation capabilities along the nine avenues, but "Reflection in the Painting" is the lowest level and can be obtained at the lowest cost.
In the current version, the reflection teleportation of the Path of Beauty is the only means of teleportation.
No wonder Master Janice can travel around the world. She can teleport at will, let alone ordinary people... even extraordinary people have no chance of stopping her.
"-certainly."
In front of Master Yannis himself, Aiwass was not afraid and spoke calmly: "Whether it is "Visiting the Temple of Acropolis", "Golden Dawn" or "Crystal Sea", I like them very much."
Although I haven't seen it... But you can listen to me and I will tell you.
Aiwass added in his mind.