And that mysterious person obviously anticipated this, and by changing Ronger's thoughts, he prevented her from contacting Ansel, and... subtly conveyed a thought to her.
—Don't habitually rely on that devil.
Ravenna also subconsciously reflected, was she a bit too hasty? Inviting Ansel to attend was just a way to further elevate the status of the Tower of Babel in the eyes of the outside world, a cherry on top. After all, so factions of the Etheric Academy had already bowed their heads, which was enough to prove the value of the Tower of Babel now.
Ansel's arrival wasn't necessary... No!
Ansel must have been sure that she would contact him, so he set such an expensive price. If it was sothing insignificant that she could refuse or give up, then his demand would be aningless, wouldn't it?
What could make her definitely seek Ansel's help and stand on the side of the Tower of Babel... What could it be... What could it be...
"Oh, good afternoon, Madam Ronger."
A gentle voice that sent chills down Ravenna's spine sounded ahead.
On the bustling cross-corridor, the young Hydral, leaning on his scepter, said with a warm smile, "I heard that you're holding a lecture at the Etheric Academy this afternoon. I'm quite... interested in it."
"... Lord Ansel, I'm delighted to have your approval."
Although Ronger was a bit puzzled, she still bowed slightly with great respect, "If you would like to attend and give so guidance, I would be greatly honored."
She quietly glanced at Ravenna, her eyes sowhat helpless, as if to say there was no need for this. She obviously thought that Ravenna had invited Ansel.
But Ravenna knew very well that she hadn't replied to Ansel at all. So why did he co to the Etheric Academy, what was it for—
"Ah, I'm afraid I can't."
In this harmonious atmosphere, Ansel said with a cheerful smile, "Although I'm quite interested in your lecture, Lord Soren has invited to witness his newly created fifth-stage spell, so I must decline."
After saying that, he casually turned to the other side of the cross-corridor, ready to leave directly.
But as soon as he lifted his foot, Ravenna instinctively called out, "Wait!"
"…Hmm?" Ansel tilted his head, "What's the matter, Venna?"
This subtle address made all the scholars of the Tower of Babel freeze, and the sorcerers who deliberately slowed down their steps beca extrely interested.
"You... I an, Lord Ansel."
Ravenna's breath was slightly hurried, but of course, it was not because of Ansel's address, but because of the matter his current actions revealed.
"Lord Soren has invited you..." She maintained her composure, trying to keep her tone as calm as possible, "But the timing is so inconvenient... a conflict?"
She bowed her head even deeper: "If possible, I still hope that you... you can co and listen to Madam Ronger's lecture."
The proud female scholar, who was able to maintain the last shred of dignity and decency no matter how she was tornted last night, now seed so humble.
When the illusory warmth and resonance between the two were stripped away, what remained was only such a cold and hard barrier.
"I regret it too, Venna."
Ansel sighed: "I have no chance to attend Madam Ronger's lecture."
"..."
Ravenna, who was slightly bowing her head, remained silent, while Ansel spoke softly: "I'll listen next ti, as for now..."
The young Hydral did not look at the scholars of the Tower of Babel, but muttered to himself:
"Indeed, Lord Soren's side is more important."
At this mont, Ronger had also noticed sothing wrong, but before she could speak, Ansel had already walked in the other direction of the cross corridor.
The sorcerers who deliberately slowed down their pace started to walk quickly again. Among the crowd, the mbers of the Tower of Babel who stood in place... seed sowhat out of place.
"...Ravenna."
Ronger, who had a bad premonition in her heart, whispered: "Lord Ansel, didn't you invite him?"
Before Ravenna could answer, her telecrystal began to vibrate. As soon as Ronger connected, a voice suppressing rage imdiately ca from the crystal:
"Ms. Ronger, please explain to ... why Lord Ansel would go to Soren!"
"Mr. Barnes, we don't know..."
"This has nothing to do with whether you know or not! Lord Ansel should not appear with others! Do you understand what I an! Damn... you don't really think I have any expectations of your Tower of Babel, do you!"
Ronger couldn't speak at this mont, and the Phase Traveller, who had originally agreed with her, was silent for a while, and then said in a calm voice: "Anyway, try to win over Ansel, even if he can't appear at your lecture, you have to ensure... he won't appear with others!"
"This is not just about , Ms. Ronger."
Barnes said coldly: "At most, I can't get more of the Nasema heritage, but you... huh, think about it."
The communication was cut off, and Ms. Ronger's face was slightly pale.
"...Was that the Phase Traveller's communication?"
Ravenna asked in a low voice.
Ronger put the telecrystal back in her pocket, she was silent, seemingly organizing her language.
"Rav..."
"Leave it to , madam." Ravenna calmly said, "I will find a way."
As she said this, she clenched her fist tightly.
I should have thought of it... why, why because Ansel now controls the Tower of Babel, I feel that I can rest assured?
Ansel of Hydral, did not actively apply to the emperor to snatch the Tower of Babel from the Elder Princess, but was "forced" to accept it by Her Majesty.
He has never shown a very urgent desire for the Tower of Babel. He just gave the Tower of Babel a generous treatnt.
But it is well known that Ansel's kindness is famous throughout the empire. Looking at the entire history of the empire, and even tracing back to the Sky Conquering Dynasty, there is no Hydral as kind and tolerant as him.
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