Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 586 The Unusual Gilbert

Blanche was taken aback, not understanding the meaning of Emrys‘ words. However, judging by his demeanor, he didn’t seem to be joking at all. Instead, he exuded a sense of confidence that seemed to come from deep within him.

Blanche trusted him.

At that moment, a figure approached from the distance. Upon seeing Halvard, who had fallen and was sitting on the ground, the figure paused and asked, “Mr. Wigen, what happened to you?”

“Mr. Cunningham,” Halvard greeted the figure.

He stood up, his demeanor noticeably more respectful.

The person who arrived was none other than Gilbert.

Only as he got closer did he notice that Halvard’s face was surprisingly red and swollen, with several bright red finger marks still visible. It was clear that Halvard had been slapped, and that immediately aroused Gilbert’s suspicion.

Who would dare to slap Halvard in this place?

Who has the audacity to slap him?

Gilbert scanned his surroundings and noticed that there were only students milling about. Emrys was the only grandmaster present.

However, as a Temperer grandmaster, it was unlikely that Emrys would have reduced Halvard, a bona fide Manifestor grandmaster, to such a state.

The doubts in Gilbert’s heart deepened.

Gilbert had no choice but to

strength to fight back throughout the

amused expression, Gilbert said, “So it turns out Emrys isn’t a Temperer grandmaster after all. You really are full of

Emrys?

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including Halvard, was momentarily stunned.

Emrys to call him by his

long, yet you all still managed to uncover

“Emrys.”

was at fault during Chancellor

would you say that, Mr. Cunningham? If I recall correctly, you were quite unwilling to accept defeat at that time. You even threatened to settle the score with me later,

I said was out of frustration. When I returned home, my father gave me a

though he had genuinely reflected on his actions and was ready to bury the hatchet with Emrys over

correct one’s mistakes is a great virtue. I see in you, Mr. Cunningham, a man destined

“Let’s hope so!”

clear as he said, “Ms. Langford, you were right to choose Emrys.

know how to respond as a strange feeling swelled

bit off. In the past, every time Gilbert saw her, he would casually call her by her first name. But just now, he surprisingly referred to her as Ms.

rogue who one day suddenly transformed into

felt too