Chapter 101: Listening to Opinions
“Is Master Claude feeling better now?” Yuehai asked with a slightly disdainful look. Claude scratched his head, recalling his earlier embarrassment, and his face turned red involuntarily.
“I’m, I’m feeling better.”
“Then let’s discuss love.”
“Oh? So soon! But, I’m not mentally prepared yet.”
“We only have an hour now. What more mental preparation do you need?”
“Oh, oh, Yuehai, you mean the theme of love…”
“So, what do you think it is? Well, Master Claude, do you have any unique ideas?” Yuehai said so casually, but Claude was thrilled inside because he had just called her Yuehai in the confusion without receiving any aversion. This was a step forward.
“Yuehai, I think it’s better to ask others about this kind of thing.”
“Others?” Yuehai looked around, seeming to notice that there were only about twenty of them.
Claude nodded and continued, “Yuehai, although you and I may not have a conceptual understanding of love, it doesn’t mean that other mages and warriors don’t. Perhaps if we ask them, we might get some answers.”
“But as competitors, will they really say?”
“You never know until you try, and I believe they are selfless individuals.”
“Okay.”
“Um, is that Miss Damiyala?” Yuehai first approached the magician who was closest to her and also the second-place winner in the last round of competition. The main thing was that the other party was an exceptionally beautiful woman with a refined temperament. Well, everyone wants to admire beautiful things, especially someone like Yuehai. But if anyone knew that Yuehai had such thoughts, they would probably immediately hand her a mirror and let her stare at herself.
“Yes, may I ask what’s the matter, Miss Yuehai?” With only ten finalists, and Yuehai being so outstanding, Damiyala naturally knew her name.
Upon seeing Damiyala bowing politely, Yuehai quickly returned the gesture and then said.
“No, it’s just that I have some doubts about the theme. I wonder if Miss can help me understand.”
“This might not be appropriate, Miss Yuehai.” The one speaking was Zhang Ling, who was following behind Damiyala. Yuehai had some impression of this person. Not only was he a peak-level “Emperor” class expert, but his staff skills were also superb. However, his opponents were equally formidable, so he did not achieve outstanding scores.
Damiyala waved her hand slightly, indicating for Zhang Ling to be quiet, then said.
“It’s okay. Actually, I also have some doubts about my own theme.”
In the end, both were delighted. Damiyala, despite her young age, had actually experienced a relationship, which was quite surprising and made Yuehai look at her in a different light. As for Zhang Ling, who was already in his thirties or forties, due to his strength, he maintained the appearance of someone in his twenties, so while his romantic experience might not be extensive, it could definitely benefit young novices like Yuehai.
Yuehai didn’t have any good suggestions for Damiyala’s theme of “war,” but Claude had many ideas. After exchanging thoughts with the experienced Zhang Ling, the theme suddenly became much clearer, bringing joy to both parties.
“Um, excuse me, are you Miss Arena?” Yuehai said insincerely, glancing away, but Claude insisted on coming over. Perhaps he still doubted his identity as Tyr.
“Ah, yes, of course. May I ask, are you…”
“Um,” The response from the little elf left Yuehai speechless for a moment. “Could you please observe the competitors around you? Even if someone like me, ranked high as Yuehai, doesn’t mind, at least remember the names.”
“My name is Yuehai, from the Kingdom of Cyril.” In the end, Yuehai opted for an unnecessary self-introduction, while behind her, Claude kept staring coldly at Tyr behind Arena.
Under the mask, Tyr was already sweating profusely. Indeed, being the grandson of a duke was not just a title; the pressure of being stared at was palpable.
“Arena, aren’t you going to return the greeting?” Tyr said softly. Arena finally realized and hurriedly bowed, saying.
“I-I am Arena. Nice to meet you for the first time.”
Yuehai really wanted to slap this wild little elf to death. She had completely forgotten all the etiquette she had been taught before, behaving terribly, speaking incoherently, and her reaction speed was so slow it was hopeless. If it weren’t for Claude being present, Yuehai might have dragged her to a corner to perform a double teaching mode with Tyr. She was determined to cram all the knowledge into her stupid head.
Unfortunately, Claude didn’t pay attention to Arena’s rudeness at all. Instead, he looked at Tyr as if an eagle eyeing its prey on the ground, ready to strike.
“Hello, I actually wanted to ask, Miss Arena, what are your views on love?”
“Love, love…?” The little elf repeated, then looked at Tyr with a pleading expression…
“Why are you looking at me? Damn it, don’t focus your attention on me…” Tyr’s face hardened, but the little elf was oblivious to his cues, looking visibly upset as she weakly said.
“My lord, why don’t you share your thoughts?”
