At that moment, Elder Jaslin entered the Grand Hall of Azure Peak, glanced at Alavin, and took a seat opposite him, greeting, “Alavin.”
Alavin looked up. “Elder Jaslin.”
“In less than a year, you’ve advanced to Novice Mage Stage IX. How did you manage that?” Jaslin, nearly forty but still captivating, was the most beautiful among the five female Elders of Cobalt Strike. She had an exceptional air about her, and many middle-aged Protégés harbored affection for her.
"Fortune."
"Is that how you address an Elder?"
"Do you remember now that I am a Protégé of Cobalt Strike? You didn't seem to think so in the past."
Jaslin had no interest in bantering and asked directly, "Where is Nysah?"
"You're asking the wrong person," Alavin replied, calm and indifferent.
"Whether I am or not, you know the answer," she pressed.
The Elders turned to Jaslin. They were aware that Jaslin’s favored pupil, Nysah, had vanished, but few knew why. Today, Jaslin's words suggested a connection to Alavin.
Jaslin looked into Alavin's eyes. "Nysah is missing, as is Ogmundr, a Protégé of Botanic Haven. The entire foraging squad they were with has disappeared."
"Having not returned for months, they are likely dead. My condolences, Elder Jaslin."
"I heard they were tracking you."
“I was strolling through the nearby woods, and fortune smiled upon me as I stumbled upon a few treasures. Whether anyone was tracking me or not, I couldn't say.”
"I've heard that you have a grudge against Nysah?"
"Do I? That’s news to me."
"And I've also heard that it was Nysah who arranged for you to join the herbal gathering expedition?" Elder Jaslin had been well informed by Tyral, but some matters couldn't be discussed openly, especially not the rumor that Nysah had set out to slay Alavin.
"Rumors, rumors, who have you been listening to? Elder Jaslin, you mustn't be so quick to judge without knowing the full story."
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