bookpower Chapter 178 - 178: Light Chat
Chapter 178 - 178: Light Chat
Asher looked at her soft hand for a moment before shaking it. Her grip was gentle, and her touch felt light, almost weightless.
"Same," he replied briefly, pulling his hand away. But she didn't let go. Instead, she clasped his hand with both of hers.
"You're strong," she whispered, her voice soft and filled with intent. "You've hidden it well, but I can tell just from touching you. You're the most powerful person here."
Her words weren't just quiet—they carried an enchantment. A spell wove through her voice, ensuring no one else could hear their conversation.
Asher's mask concealed any hint of emotion. He didn't pull his hand away this time, letting her grip linger a moment longer.
"You're observant," his tone was blunt, offering neither confirmation nor denial.
Talira's smile deepened, a subtle curve of her lips that hinted at satisfaction. Her intense orange eyes seemed to
"You!" one of the birdkin with long hair snarled, his fists clenched, ready to lash out at her.
But before he could act, his companion grabbed his arm, pulling him back with a warning look.
Fighting here without permission was a direct challenge to the laws of Eryx. If they broke that rule, they would be killed before they even had a chance to prove themselves.
After a moment, the long-haired sorcerer spat on the ground, his anger barely contained.
"Watch your back in the tournament," he grumbled. "You're not the only strong one here."
She stayed silent, refusing to waste her breath on them.
Instead, she gave them a faint smile—one that spoke volumes. It made it clear: they could try, but they would ultimately fail.
The birdkin walked away, their mood darkened. They had come with the assumption that they could win her over, thinking they shared a connection as flying types.
But her presence wasn't something they could claim so easily. Not only was she powerful—she also possessed a beauty that set her apart from others.
"I'm sorry about the mess," she bowed her head.
Her tone was different from what he'd expected from most sorcerers—especially those who walked around with such power.
Asher could tell she meant it.
"Alright, I'll take your offer into consideration if it really is a team battle," he agreed, nodding slightly.
She clasped her hands together, relieved that she had managed to convince him.
"Thank you. I won't disturb you any longer. I'll gather more people—don't worry, I'll make sure they have decent character."
With that, she gave him a polite nod and turned to leave, her wings fluttering softly as she moved through the crowd, already thinking about who else might be a worthy ally.