ushernet Chapter 284
Chapter 284
Chapter 284: Chapter 201 is it my turn to happen?
Chapter 284: Chapter 201 is it my turn to happen?
Meanwhile, Aiwass had also finished updating Sherlock, who was staying at the bishop’s house, on the events of the past few days.
Learning from Aiwass that Minister Drost was dead, Sherlock momentarily felt somewhat at a loss.
“What?
Got used to resting and don’t want to go back?”
Seeing Sherlock’s expression appearing somewhat depressed, Aiwass raised an eyebrow and consoled, “Why don’t you just rest in peace then?
I think it’s quite good, considering the funeral’s already been held.”
“You’d be dead before I ever am.”
Sherlock continued writing, his head lowered, responding coldly, “I don’t argue with the sick.
...
You should go to sleep first.
If you want to fight, I’ll wait until you’re up.”
I actually think you’re more likely to kick the bucket than I am.
Aiwass thought to himself but didn’t voice it aloud.
He stood up from his wheelchair and leaned in to see what Sherlock was writing.
Sherlock glanced sideways at Aiwass.
He didn’t question his legs, nor did he cover the documents in front of him.
He casually explained, “It’s the same one as before.”
“You haven’t finished it yet?
The one about the 140 kinds of cigar ashes?”
“I’ve finished it.
I’m just verifying it again.
These things can’t afford errors, otherwise, there will be big trouble.”
“I originally wrote it to help remote Supervisory Bureau and Supervisory Court to solve difficult cases...
If there’s something wrong with the content, that could hinder the investigation instead,” Sherlock explained.
“So when do you plan on ‘coming back to life’?”
“Are your parents worried about you?” Aiwass asked.
“No rush,” Sherlock said, flipping through the book, “Mycroft can take care of it.”
In his words, there was a faint admiration and confidence in his older brother.
“And you, will you keep hiding here?”
“A few more days.
When your finals are over, I’ll go home, talk to Mycroft about the matters on Glass Island that need attention, then leave with you guys.”
Sherlock spoke gravely, “I’ve been investigating Eagle Cape Village recently.
That place is pretty tricky...”
He turned his head back, and his usually weary eyes were now clear.
The previously slightly hollow and prominent cheekbones had gained visible flesh — at least the hollowness was no longer visible.
His overall appearance and even his skin seemed much improved.
It was unclear if Mrs.
Mina had taken good care of him or if Sherlock’s spirits had improved after ceasing work.
Probably both.
— Because not working is indeed delightful and rejuvenating.
After Aiwass woke up the next day, he first used Fire Rite Skill to restore his physical condition before heading to the university.
Resultingly, after substituting for a class in the morning, Aiwass heard from Isabel over lunch that Master Yanis might visit tonight.
“Does the master need me for something?” Aiwass asked, somewhat surprised.
“It seems to be something related to me?” Isabel said softly, “But I didn’t dare to ask.”
Something related to the princess?
This left Aiwass rather bewildered.
But it seemed Isabel had already recovered from yesterday’s fear, and she was in better shape after Aiwass had left.
Perhaps Master Yanis had had another chat with her after Aiwass’s departure.
“By the way,”
After hesitating for a while, Isabel suddenly asked, “Can you play an instrument?
Or rather...
are you interested in learning one?
It shouldn’t be too difficult...”
she definitely tried it.
After all, in this era, watching plays, fishing, playing cards, and playing chess were the few leisure activities available.
The rest were either damaging to health or illegal.
But from this point of view...
“Are you still afraid of people, Isabel?”
Aiwass asked the girl by his side.
Isabel shook her head, “It’s impossible to say I’m not afraid at all...
but I have been working hard to correct that.”
“It’s not necessarily a ‘correction’.”
Aiwass said softly, his voice gentle, “Because there’s nothing wrong with it.
Whether you’re afraid or not is your own choice.”
“What about you, Aiwass?”
Isabel, with her hands behind her back, turned slightly towards him and looked Aiwass in the eyes, “Do you want me to be afraid?”
“Of course, I hope you can become stronger.”
Aiwass said earnestly and sincerely, “Not just for yourself...
but also for Avalon.”
After he finished the first part, he felt it might be too intimate and not great to say.
It could scare Isabel and unconsciously drive her away.
So Aiwass paused, then added the latter part.
Isabel just smiled shyly in response, without answering.
They continued their casual, intermittent chat.
Rather than a walk or sightseeing, it was more accurate to call it a stroll—aimless, simply walking and talking.
It was nearly class time when the two said goodbye.
“Ha...
I’m exhausted.
I feel like my physique really might be deteriorating...
Thanks, Lily.
Please take me back to the classroom.”
As soon as Isabel left, Aiwass plopped back into the wheelchair, closed his eyes, and planned to take a nap.
“Young master,” Lily’s voice, tinged with a hint of a smile, rose from behind him, “why didn’t you just stay in the wheelchair the whole time?”
“It’s a matter of etiquette, after all, I’m not really sick...
Having the future queen walk beside me to chat, that would be too presumptuous of me.”
Aiwass casually made up an excuse.
Of course, that too was a lie.
The real reason was...
if Isabel looked down at him, he always felt there was a maternal quality about her.
It made him uncomfortable.
—It must be the influence that last advancement had on her, Aiwass thought.
The next advancement would soon dilute that impression...
anyway, it was coming up soon, this weekend is the day for advancement.
But after Aiwass and Lily finished class, Aiwass saw an unexpected person at the classroom door.
“...Department Head Meg?”
Aiwass blurted out, “Who are you looking for?”
Watching the short-statured, stern-faced old lady look at him made him suddenly feel guilty.
“Of course, I’m here for you, lad!”
Meg said without mincing words, “Come with me, will you?”
As she spoke, she sized up Aiwass from head to toe.
—What do you want with me, have I done something wrong?
Ah, no...
Aiwass realized he had been deceiving himself.
Because he was never short of wrongdoings.
...So, which misdeed has been found out?
Meg’s face seemed to carry a smile, perhaps it wasn’t that serious...
Could it be about me flirting with Isabel...?