92 Take Me 3 (1/2)
A young man who seemed to be sharp and serious with his black hair and eyes, actually burst out into a laugh, ”Mithrandir… She'll definitely be one of my partners, even if it takes a thousand years, I must taste her!”
Zaltarish sneered, ”so bold Darcassan, why don't you go tell her that?”
Darcassan paled, glaring at Zaltarish, ”you know exactly what happens every time someone tries to flirt with her. Do you think I want to end up as a dog? Wagging my tail on all fours? If you're so eager, you go.”
A light green hair male laughed, ”I, Kymil, have never been afraid of such a thing. It's only about waiting for the right opportunity. You can't possibly interrupt a woman while she's enjoying a chat with her friends, right? The best time is after you've helped them with something difficult.”
Ores shook his head, sneering, ”how is that any different from being a dog wagging their tail? Knowing Mithrandir's manifestation, what male would dare have thoughts on her? You'd immediately become a slave to your desires and follow her around like a slave. Do you want your elders to have to ask the Norville family for mercy again, Kymil?”
Kymil's face darkened, ”hmph, that's happened to each of you as well. Even our elder brothers have fallen slave to her at some time or another. Why would you try and pretend like it's only ever been me?”
Darcassan's laughter rang out again, ”you happen to be the most recent, that's all. How was it Kymil? Did she at least let you wash her underwear?”
Kymil could only grit his teeth, not wanting to remember the most humiliating thing he'd ever experienced. He had tried to flirt with Mithrandir, only for her manifestation to make him completely lose his mind. If it wasn't for the Nodin family elders, who knew how long it would have been before he regained his senses, or she allowed him to go.
Zaltarish sat, smiling at all of this. Although he had once fallen under Mithrandir's spell as well, it was obvious that she wouldn't do something too bad to her future husband. She only made him hand wash some of her undergarments and rub her feet, which was definitely not a bad experience at all.
Time passed by slowly. After half an hour, the elders and geniuses were beginning to get restless.
Due to the inclining nature of the coliseum, it was quite easy for the geniuses to see the elders above them and vice versa. So, it was all the clearer how inactive headmaster Acacia was. He seemed to have no care in the world, content to sit and make idle talk with the elders he deemed worthy to speak to.
When grand elder Cormyth was about to ask about the start of the tournament again, a light laughter filled the coliseum.
”You can't be serious, he was that much of an idiot?” Ri was smiling brightly, drifting slowly into the coliseum beside Dyon.
”Truly, he stepped out with his slaves right in front of the Ragnor clan's idiot, Elof. Only thing I regret is that even in his death, he had no idea that he brought about the destruction of his branch,” Dyon shook his head.
They seemed oblivious to their surroundings, happily chatting. The geniuses raised their eyebrows. They knew Ri, although they weren't very familiar with her since she often didn't appear in public for unknown reasons, but the handsome young man made those who had sharper senses feel a faint pressure.
Jade's eyes brightened, which was immediately noticed by Celine, ”that's him?”
Jade was startled by Celine's quick-wittedness, and could only nod, not shifting her gaze from Dyon.
Mithrandir looked over in interest, her eyes narrowing once she felt the pressure coming off of Dyon. It didn't seem like he was trying. The arrogance dripped off of him like it was engrained in his being. He was arrogance and arrogance was him. There was no separating the two.