Chapter 139: Evelyn’s Image Collapses

Chapter 139: Chapter 139: Evelyn’s Image Collapses

The seven people from the Magic Tower gradually disappeared beneath the ice stairs. The two walls of water on either side returned to their normal state just one second after they vanished.

The sea surface was as calm as if nothing had ever happened.

But... the freshly stripped skeletons scattered around and the bloodstain on Leon’s face proved it was no illusion.

The pressure dissipating, Jeremy felt his body significantly lighter.

His gaze paused on the remains of the skeletons, then swept over Leon’s contemplative expression.

He had never thought that the guy who was always giving up and idling around was the current young master of the Magic Tower.

During the royal New Year’s banquet, the two had brushed past each other, yet he hadn’t recognized him.

However, at that time, he was entirely covered up, his aura compressed to the lowest level. Not recognizing him was normal. Furthermore, that banquet was only meant to announce Jeremy’s return and formalize his identity, not to broadcast the fact that he had lived in Sylas’s body for several months. Coupled with the fact that Leon arrived late after he had already left, the two sides had no chance to recognize each other.

But those things were no longer important now.

Before leaving, Kathy had cleared out all potential threats. As a result, currently, aside from being held back by the barrier, the group faced no other dangers.

Diving to the seabed now would only invite another bloody battle. Might as well sit here and wait to be forcibly pushed out of the secret realm.

Seeing no one had the intention to speak up, Jeremy decisively went to a fallen tree trunk, leaned his back against it, and sat down.

Leon lowered his eyelashes, his expression hidden in the shadows, unclear.

No one in the group proactively pressed for answers either.

With that amount of information, even if he didn’t say it, they could vaguely guess the root of it all.

The current Vice Master of the Magic Tower was precisely the guardian personally chosen by the gods, the representative of the Divine Domain Realm.

Simply put, an existence capable of directly communicating with the gods.

And the person causing a public uproar — the one who would replace the current heir position and become the second heir — was precisely the only daughter of that Vice Master.

For a mage to obtain a magic circle, there are only two paths.

One is the realm touching tier nine.

Two is innate element compatibility reaching 100%, while simultaneously possessing a physique mutually supportive with that exact element at 100%.

That girl named Kathy clearly bore the pure Cryonis Physique. Her compatibility with the Ice element probably even surpassed the 100% threshold set by humans.

Not yet seventeen, her realm had touched the tier four peak.

Capable of instantly killing several tier-four and tier-three individuals. A cheat-like talent and strength like that, aside from the bloodline of the Divine Domain Realm guardian — a bloodline qualified to receive the divine bestowed inheritance from the God of Order — it was hard to find a second person in the world.

Very clearly, Kathy was precisely the genius bearing Holy Covenant 06 who rarely showed her face in rumors. The Vice Master’s daughter, whose name the world didn’t even know.

Simultaneously also the designated representative of the Divine Domain Realm for the next term.

To consolidate and prevent the dispersal of power, the Magic Tower always chose internal political marriages. If Leon was the young master, then the Vice Master’s only daughter was definitely his fiancée.

But exactly because of that engagement, the outside world always treated the rumor of changing the heir as a joke. They didn’t believe the Tower Master would sit with folded arms and let his son’s seat be snatched clean by his future daughter-in-law.

But looking at the reactions of the two earlier, no matter how one looked at it, it didn’t seem like a joke.

The rumors about changing the owner of the heir’s seat were eighty to ninety percent true.

The relationship between the two sides was so terrible it was visible to the naked eye.

Kathy’s ambition to usurp power was displayed without bothering to hide it.

The three years she mentioned... must be some kind of wager.

The atmosphere sank. Leon raised his hand to wipe the bloodstain on his face, his voice devoid of emotion: "...Aren’t you guys going to ask what I’ve been hiding?"

Jeremy replied while using magic power to search through the cultists’ storage artifacts: "If you want to say it, say it. If you don’t want to, we won’t force you either."

Lucius and Phoenix stood in the back row, clearly uninterested, so they didn’t open their mouths.

Evelyn also remained silent, offering no opinion.

Leon smiled self-mockingly: "...Three years from now, the inheritance trial for the Magic Tower’s heir will begin. Betting lives and status as the stakes. Between her and me, only one gets to live."

That sentence was like a large stone thrown onto the water’s surface.

Evelyn couldn’t hold back, focusing her gaze on him: "Was that a decision handed down by the Magic Tower’s top brass, or a private wager between you two?"

"After I drew that Spirit Covenant number, the council of elders unanimously agreed to force me to yield the position." Leon seemed not to intend to hide it anymore. He leaned against the dead tree trunk, outwardly expressionless, but in small details, he revealed the emotions he was trying to suppress: "Naturally, after I die, the Tower will arrange a new teammate for you guys, better than me in every aspect."

"And adding ’naturally’... what the hell are you talking about?" Jeremy’s mood was truly indescribable: "I don’t have a hobby of changing teammates midway. The injuries just now couldn’t have dropped half your IQ, right."

The three years he mentioned turned out to be a life-and-death pact?

Since the day of enrollment, Leon’s behavior had absolutely not resembled someone with the scythe of death resting on their neck.

It could be said that if not for Griffin’s mandatory training regimen, with that personality and daily state, he fundamentally would never put in effort, let alone strive to compete.

What "naturally"... He had clearly given up long ago.

Just as Jeremy finished speaking, Evelyn’s voice also rang out.

Compared to him, she didn’t even bother to be tactful. She coldly cast a glance at Leon, asking back: "Do you think we’re the type to nod along to anything? A teammate dies midway and we can still be happy and harmonious with the new teammate?"

Leon also didn’t expect these two to be that blunt. He was silent for a moment, probing: "...No, I’m about to die soon. Knowing my death day and you guys not feeling sad is one thing, shouldn’t you at least comfort me with a sentence?"

Evelyn: "If you’re so certain you’ll definitely lose, then just yield the seat right now. Why go seeking death."

Comfort, there was none. But mockery, there was plenty.

As soon as that sentence was uttered, the whole group simultaneously fell silent. No one expected Evelyn to have such a foul-mouthed side. This truly was a complete collapse of her image.

Could she have been infected after living together for a long time?

Jeremy silently removed himself from the list of suspects. It was definitely Leon passing on his trade. It likely had nothing to do with him.

Probably...