Chapter 22: Going to the Magician Council (2/2)

“Miss Claire, you haven’t visited in a long time.” The clerk that came out to welcome them had a big smile on his face, an absolutely sordid merchant. The man-crazy Claire Hill was a frequent customer of theirs, but she hadn’t shown up in a long time.

Claire just merely nodded her head and didn’t speak. This made the clerk slightly uneasy. If it was before, Claire would be hastily asking about new collections. Her reaction today really is weird. But it doesn’t matter, the clerk thought as he solicitously led Claire into the store. After Claire explained what she came for, the clerk led her towards the VIP room on the second floor. He would arrange for the jeweler to discuss the details with Claire. However, just upon reaching the top of the stairs, they met someone that surprised Jean greatly.

“Your Highness…” Jean said in a low voice, just about to salute.

“No need for these courtesies. I’m also currently a guest here.” The prince curbed Jean’s salute, smiling. His gaze fell on Claire, followed by astonishment.

“Your Highness.” Claire slightly curtsied, without a single extra word. In her blurry memory, all Claire remembered of this Prince was him being handsome. And it certainly was true, this young man before her was like Nancy, both possessing handsome appearances. But, this man seemed more mature. The sharp light in his eyes were totally different from unruliness in Nancy’s. One look and Claire knew that he was a calm and collected person.

The crown prince, Euler, looked at Claire, a little shocked. Is that really the Claire who gave him the impression of being a man-chasing idiot? It’s been so long since he last saw her, and now she gave him a totally different impression. That cold look in her eyes discouraged anyone who wanted to talk to her. She gave everyone a feeling of purity that couldn’t be profaned.

“Oh, Miss Claire, then I’ll be taking my leave.” Euler smiled and moved out of the way for her.

Claire gracefully but unemotionally curtseyed, then left. Jean followed from behind.

As Euler watched Claire’s figure disappear, he frowned, puzzled, but didn’t give it much thought and also left.

Claire sat quietly in the VIP room. The scented tea on the table gave off waves of sweet fragrance. Jean stood behind her, pondering about something.

“Next week it’s princess Maurice’s birthday, and the crown prince came here to make a custom gift for his sister, nothing more.” Claire’s insipid sentence pointed out Jean’s thoughts. At the same time, Claire became a little agitated. What should she give princess Maurice as a birthday gift?

After choosing the custom jewelry design, Claire paid the deposit and the jeweler told her to come pick it up in three days.She then left the shop with Jean.

At the door, Claire suddenly remembered her almost forgotten second master, Cliff the wizard sage. It was time to find him.

“To the Magician Council.” Claire quietly said to the coachman.

The majestic entrance of the Magician Council was guarded by only two apprentice magicians.

Although the two’s expression couldn’t be said as respectful, when they saw the neatly dressed Claire they were still polite. Because they were just apprentice magicians and not a true magician yet, they still couldn’t treat a noble too haughtily.

“What business do you have, miss?” One of the apprentice magicians politely asked.

“I’m looking for Cliff.” Claire emotionlessly replied.

This made the apprentice magicians frown. You can’t just meet Cliff, a wizard sage, whenever you wanted to. It was obvious that the girl before them was just from some noble family and had perhaps came only to satisfy her curiosity and gaze at the majestic Cliff in reverence. What they didn’t notice was that the girl in front of them called Cliff’s name directly and without the slightest trace of awe.

Thinking everything through, the two apprentice magicians put on an impatient expression and decided to act on their own. “Master Cliff isn’t here, he’s traveling.”

How could Claire not understand what the two were thinking and said casually, “Fine. Then when he finds out that you guys blocked me outside, bear the consequences yourself.”

Two apprentice magicians paused, then glanced at each other. They felt the words of the girl in front of them was a bit strange. But if she really was Cliff’s valued guest and they blocked her outside, then they would be finished. Nobody could endure Cliff’s wrath.

“Wait, I’ll go report first.” Finally, the more quick-witted apprentice magician out of the two ran in after saying this sentence.

Claire also didn’t speak and just quietly stood there.

Behind her there was the sound of multiple footsteps, as if someone was coming.

“Why are you here?” An extremely loathing voice suddenly sounded from behind Claire.

The voice belonged to Lashia.

1. If translated literally should be “born of fire again”, 浴火重生，like the phoenix.