Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God
chapter-1359

~Although Zaltarish was a bit disappointed that his plan had failed, it didn't matter too much. What really bothered him was the fact an orphan had the audacity to speak with him like this. But, he felt it was beneath him to show displeasure for such an insignificant figure, so, he ignored it. Deciding to instead smile and nod appreciatively.

Turning towards his fellow geniuses from Mathilde and Florence Academy, he smiled again towards a particularly striking and seductive beauty: Mithrandir Norville. Although many had been stifled by the arrival of the geniuses, after the initial shock, not a single pair of eyes could be found looking anywhere else but towards her.

She constantly wore a playful smile, coquettishly luring everyone's gaze towards her. Her hair was a pure white, without impurities and blemishes. Her eyes were like red and clear rubies that seemed to twinkle from every angle. Her dress was tight, short and revealing, leaving little to the imagination. Despite the purity of her hair, everything else about her couldn't be further from it. Her chest nearly spilled out of her dress, a deep ravine of soft flesh that gently bounced with her every movement. Her hips were wide and flexible, seductively enticing gulps from even some women. Her ass was plump and soft, nearly falling out of her short dress. And yet, in all of this, no movement seemed to let anyone see anymore than what she wanted them to see.

Despite the beauty of Jade, Celine and Opal, whether it was because Mithrandir was so seductive, or because she was truly more beautiful, their lights seemed to have dimmed.

A young man who seemed to be sharp and serious with his black hair and eyes, actually burst out into a laugh, "Mithrandir… She'll definitely be one of my partners, even if it takes a thousand years, I must taste her!"

Zaltarish sneered, "So bold Darcassan, why don't you go tell her that?"

Darcassan paled, glaring at Zaltarish, "You know exactly what happens every time someone tries to flirt with her. Do you think I want to end up as a dog? Wagging my tail on all fours? If you're so eager, you go."~

The various male geniuses aimed at each other's throats. Despite the fact that Zaltarish was rumored to have been the owner of the manifestation from that night, none of them took a step back. Everyone here was aware of how difficult it was to comprehend manifestations. Having a more powerful one, especially having two of them, wasn't necessarily a good thing. In fact, Zaltarish could spend his whole life not truly understanding his manifestation.

So, each of them boldly competed for Mithrandir's affections, despite the danger that came with courting such a woman. In truth, none of them were short of stories of becoming Mithrandir's pet for a few weeks before she tossed them aside.

The women of the Norville family were truly scary. Their understanding of the desire path was too deep for these already hormone filled young men to withstand. They would be charmed into puppets in an instant.

As for Jade, she found all of this very funny. Men were so easy to manipulate. Mithrandir wasn't actually more attractive than any of the other women here. In fact, from an objective perspective, Jade's beauty scaled higher than them all in part due to her family's Moon manifestation. This essentially meant that Mithrandir wrapped them all around her finger due to her seductive air and obscenely short clothing.

~Time passed by slowly. After half an hour, the elders and geniuses were beginning to get restless.

Due to the inclining nature of the coliseum, it was quite easy for the geniuses to see the elders above them and vice versa. So, it was all the clearer how inactive headmaster Acacia was. He seemed to have no care in the world, content to sit and make idle talk with the elders he deemed worthy to speak to.

When grand elder Cormyth was about to ask about the start of the tournament again, a light laughter filled the coliseum.

"You can't be serious, he was that much of an idiot?" Ri was smiling brightly, drifting slowly into the coliseum beside Dyon.

"Truly, he stepped out with his slaves right in front of the Ragnor clan's idiot, Elof. Only thing I regret is that even in his death, he had no idea that he brought about the destruction of his branch," Dyon shook his head.

They seemed oblivious to their surroundings, happily chatting. The geniuses raised their eyebrows. They knew Ri, although they weren't very familiar with her since she often didn't appear in public for unknown reasons, but the handsome young man made those who had sharper senses feel a faint pressure.

Jade's eyes brightened, which was immediately noticed by Celine, "That's him?"

Jade was startled by Celine's quick-wittedness, and could only nod, not shifting her gaze from Dyon.~

However, seeing Dyon so happily chatting with Ri, Jade felt slightly uncomfortable. She, herself, didn't entirely understand what she was feeling and couldn't faintly feel that it was irrational, but the fire in her belly wasn't being soothed.

~Mithrandir looked over in interest, her eyes narrowing once she felt the pressure coming off of Dyon. It didn't seem like he was trying. The arrogance dripped off of him like it was engrained in his being. He was arrogance and arrogance was him. There was no separating the two.

"He's quite handsome, Jade. Why didn't you tell me you found a toy to play with," Mithrandir said coquettishly.

Primrose's blue eyes shone with interest, looking towards Mithrandir, "Our generation's number one beauty is interested in a boy? Be careful, or you might get him killed before he has a chance to become worthy of something like that."

Suddenly Opal noticed something, causing her to take a breath in surprise, "He's human?" her voice was soft, but everyone seemed to hear it.

Almost at once everyone turned their attention to Dyon's ears, immediately noticing the lack of a distinct sharpness.

"Uncle Acacia! Sorry I'm late, did I miss anything?" Dyon's smile beamed.

Uncle Acacia could only chuckle, 'This kid sure knows how to make an entrance.'