Chapter 116: Kicking the Tower

Chapter 116: Kicking the Tower

“Next, I’m going to visit the Tower of the Archmage again.”

Looking at Arthur, Airael no longer hesitated and replied.

“Where are you going, and for what?”

Arthur asked.

“I’m a mage, so what else would I do? Of course, it’s to exchange magic!”

Airael replied sharply to Arthur’s question.

Arthur nodded, somewhat dazed.

That’s right, Airael is indeed a mage.

But then he felt something was off.

This probably isn’t as simple as it seems.

It sounds like it’s not just for magic exchange.

And it seems like there’s no need to inform him about it.

Although Airael mentioning this made him really happy, indicating that she cared about him, that alone wasn’t sufficient.

Seeing that Arthur seemed to have caught on, Airael smiled and said, “How should I put it? It’s more accurate to say I’m going to kick the tower!”

“Kicking the tower!”

Hearing this, Arthur immediately gasped in shock.

“Ailia, do you know what you’re getting into?”

He looked at Airael with extreme astonishment.

A young human mage daring to kick the Tower of the Archmage is truly shocking!

Even though Airael isn’t an ordinary mage, but a battle mage of immense talent, the Tower itself is full of exceptional individuals!

Even if she can’t handle them physically, their magical prowess should not be underestimated.

Especially since the master of the Tower, Andrew, is recognized as the strongest mage in the human world.

And she’s actually going to challenge the Tower of the Archmage — it makes one wonder if she’s lost her mind.

“I know! But I’m confident in myself.”

Airael said with great confidence.

“And I’m not stupid enough to challenge those old geezers; young folks should fight young folks!”

Though she has lived for over three hundred years, making her roughly five hundred years old in elven years, that translates to about twenty years in human terms, which is just the age of maturity.

And if we’re really going to calculate it, considering she’s only lived a little over three hundred years, she should be about thirteen or fourteen in human years!

So, that makes her seem a bit too young after all.

Thus, let’s just average it out to seventeen.

Upon hearing Airael’s explanation, Arthur let out a sigh of relief.

Still, he’s a bit worried.

After all, if she takes on the young ones, how will the old folks react?

“Ailia, even if that’s the case, you should still be careful tomorrow and avoid making too much of a scene.”

Taking Arthur’s kind warning to heart, Airael felt a bit helpless: “Just relax! I know what I’m doing. Don’t act like an old lady; it’s super annoying.”

Arthur could only sigh in response: “As long as you know what you’re doing.”

He understood Airael was a strong-willed person.

Once she made a decision, it would be hard to change her mind with just a few words.

Just like how she had stubbornly insisted on sticking with him before.

Thinking back, Arthur suddenly realized how everything had developed to this point, all thanks to Airael’s “stubbornness.”

Without her, he’d probably still be living alone, aimlessly in a daze.

Airael’s presence gave him a path forward and a sense of responsibility.

Noticing Arthur zoning out and totally lost in thought, Airael pouted in displeasure.

They were conversing, yet he had spaced out and ignored her!

How rude!

When Arthur snapped back to reality, he saw Airael looking utterly displeased: “Ailia, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just want to go back and rest.”

After saying that, Airael stood up from the couch.

But as soon as she got up, she fell right into someone’s embrace.

Turns out, Arthur had reached out and pulled her into his arms.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Airael glared at Arthur with her small face.

“Of course, we’re getting to the main topic.”

Arthur grinned.

With those words, he leaned in and kissed Airael.

He had been holding himself back until now.

Once their lips met, Arthur became unstoppable, launching a fierce assault on Airael.

Although she felt slightly resistant at first due to what had just happened, her resistance quickly melted away under Arthur’s vigorous advance.

The two completely fused once again.

After a stormy session, Airael, of course, couldn’t return to her own room and lay together with Arthur on his bed, resting in his embrace.

Arthur felt truly satisfied with this.

He lay back on the bed, smiling.

However, shortly after, something seemed to cross his mind, causing his smile to vanish.

Even though he possessed the Sword of the King, becoming the king of Machia isn’t going to be easy.

Under the current regime, life in Machia is bearable; the common folks aren’t living great, but it’s not terrible either.

The current ruling official isn’t an incompetent fool, either.

In such a situation, his pressure is naturally multiplied.

The influence of the Machia royal family has almost completely faded over the past few hundred years.

Any influence left is mostly negative.

However, one thing no one can deny is the monumental achievements of Victor’s father, Alexander.

Thinking of his ancestor, Arthur felt an even greater pressure.

To surpass him seems like an immensely difficult task.

But ultimately, there is still a chance.

Lowering his head, he looked at Airael, who seemed to have already fallen asleep, and once again smiled.

In truth, he was overthinking; before anything else, he should focus on taking the throne of this country!

And he was determined to make that happen!

The next day, Arthur went about his own business.

Airael followed her plan and arrived at the Tower of the Archmage for “kicking the tower.”

No, wait, it should be “exchanging magic” and testing her strength. Just that the latter is the main focus, while the former is secondary.

The guards at the entrance were the same as before, but they didn’t make things difficult for her this time and let her in.

Naturally, the task of welcoming her fell to the “old acquaintance,” Phil.

As for Andrew, the master, he was quite busy.

Especially since they were working on something big recently.

Last time, it was already a significant gesture for him to take the time to welcome Airael and Arthur given their current status.

“Miss Ailia, may I ask what brings you here today?”

After exchanging pleasantries, Phil directly got to the point.

“Well, I’ve long admired the Tower of the Archmage. Last time, I had other business, but today I’m mainly here to look for someone to exchange magic with.”

Airael replied.