Neither Hilbert nor Aisling planned to continue this topic.
Although Aisling was not sure how much of the truth Gilbert knew, she had an idea.
Of course she didn't dress like this just to disgust Rossello.
Rather, to disgust everyone.
Especially that damn so-called soul that is always slandering her taste.
Don't they want the outside world to think that Aisling is just Aisling who is being controlled?
Well, this kind of impactful image is quite consistent with her past personality.
It's just that at that time, her somewhat overly personal hobby would be ridiculed by guys like Oliva and Gilbert, and even Root would give a little reminder. Now, no one will mention it at all.
Oliva didn't dare to look at her at all...even if he had to deal with her, the guy would run away quickly.
Aislin also understood what Oliva was thinking. It wasn't that he didn't want to communicate with her, but he just didn't dare.
Oliva knew that she was impatient and was afraid that something should not be exposed in front of the soul behind her eyes.
Although his behavior made 'Aisling' feel a little bit, she also knew very well that it was normal for Oliva to be on guard against her.
Aisling had long discovered that her soul's understanding of people was very rigid.
If you think Oliva is a fool, you won't carefully observe his every move.
Although this understanding is more beneficial to Aisling, she is a little confused: Are she and 'Aisling' really the same soul?
Her past is indeed wonderful, but Aisling only overturned her car because of her little hobby...and when the car crashed, killing everyone, only half of the car where the men were was destroyed.
Moreover, when she does things seriously, she is never so rough and stiff.
Aisling feels that she is actually a very sensitive person, otherwise she would not have really stepped on Root's bottom line for so many years.
It's just that she is arrogant by nature and will not consider the feelings of those she looks down upon... Just like the communication between her and Gilbert, isn't it always controlled by her on the edge of conflict?
She captured the limit of Gilbert's endurance very accurately.
However, Aislin could feel that 'Aislin' did not have this ability.
Aisling couldn't help but think about this difference: Human beings do go in different directions due to different growth environments.
But can the lowest nature be changed?
Like, how could someone like her who loves bright colors so much... fall in love with the so-called pure white?
Can the environment actually make people blind?
Hilbert closed the window softly and silently walked to the distant sofa and sat down.
"Aren't you looking for something to do with me?" Aislin crossed her legs with a smile on her face, "You are so far away, who knows who you are talking to?"
"You can also think that I am talking to myself." Hilbert replied calmly, "Or, take off your coat.
It’s still very dazzling, but at least I can see it.”
"Eh?" Aislin raised her head with interest, "I never thought you would want to see me take off my clothes one day?
What happened?
Are you going to die?"
"Can you be normal?" Hilbert quickly activated the defense center of the magic tower.
Aislin waved her hand and sent the snack box that she had carried all the way to Hilbert: "The recipe in my memory was made by the teacher's household puppet. It tastes pretty good. Bring it to me."
You try it."
Hilbert frowned but opened it anyway.
In the pastry box, there were several pieces of pastry remains that had been shaken to pieces, and even their original appearance could not be seen.
"Even if it is an excuse that no one believes, if you have done everything and done it properly, will you die?" Hilbert asked seriously.
"When I thought it was for you to eat, my hands naturally started to wave!" Aislin replied calmly, "Sending something to you that even a dog wouldn't eat makes me feel happy instantly."
Hill had no choice but to destroy those things directly: "Don't waste the food."
"Isn't it?" Aislin looked at him curiously, "You don't want to tell me, think about what those people outside who can't even eat black taro think, do you?
Why did you suddenly become a saint?"
Hilbert couldn't help rolling his eyes at her: "What inexplicable influence have you received?
Normally, which high-level mage would think of the life of a mortal when chatting?"
"Well..." Aislin lay back lazily, "Then I have received a lot of influence."
Hilbert frowned: "It's better to forget it!"
"I know." Aislin waved her hand, "It's not an important thing in the first place, I know."
Hill understood what her two knowledges represented: one was that she knew that knowledge was not a good thing.
The other is that she knows that even though she is defensive in her heart, part of her thoughts are still eroded, and she will try to pay more attention to it in the future.
Although this is very difficult, Aislin is a person who can live day by day, so even if she can't do it, it doesn't matter to her.
Aisling quickly realized why Gilbert asked her to cherish food: "Isn't the ratio of the food you can get for free here at The Tower of Thea not too high?"
"Only, barely enough for me to eat myself." Hilbert nodded, "Russell and Carpenter are paid annually, which is equivalent to half a month's ration for me."
"I understand." Aislin pursed her lips, "Probably, only teachers have no restrictions.
Otherwise, why don't you go to the main tower and stay?"
"For some food?" Hilbert looked at her in surprise, as if he thought she was really crazy.
Aislin snorted disdainfully: "Fine food makes people feel happy, how can a cultivator like you understand?
However, the resources of the Nine Ring Mage are indeed extraordinary."
Hilbert tilted his head: "The resources here at the Tower of Siya are really rich.
No wonder Master Pate would say that the resources that Drifos possesses are enough for a dozen of me to advance to the ninth level."
"Hmm?" Aislin looked at him with interest, "Are you so rich?
Rossello doesn’t seem that rich!”
"Drifus seems to be a very frugal person who only likes to use resources that belong to others." Hilbert said with a smile.
"Pate, I know him very well!" Aisling sat up and leaned on the desk with her chin in her hands, looking confused, "Didn't you say that Dreyfus is a bit ugly?"
"Probably, right?" Hilbert responded with a smile, "Otherwise, Master Pat, who cares so much about resources, would not have rejected Dreyfus' proposal so decisively."
"Flies can always smell something." Aislin blinked, "Ha~ don't pay attention to them.
By the way, Rossello told me that he would send me some good things in a few days.
Where is your trading directory?
Bring it to me to see."
Hilbert raised his chin: "You have it at hand, just take a look."
Aisling flipped through the pile of documents on the table and pulled out the thick catalog at the bottom.
As she opened it, she asked casually: "Where did you get so many things to trade?
Oh...is this a mint julep?
Why don't you give me a drink?
Stingy man.
No wonder Ms. Pat is so dissatisfied with you."
Hilbert smiled softly: "For Master Pat, a fair transaction is her loss.
In other words, it is her greatest kindness to prevent me from losing money.
Haha~
It’s a pity that I would rather not trade with others than see someone who behaves well when he gets an advantage, who takes the biggest advantage and claims it’s for my own good.”
He pulled out a crystal bottle from the ring... In the crystal clear bottle, the pale pink wine seemed to sparkle: "The reason why mint julep is a specialty of Heinalsen and even most of the Magic Tower is,
This is because mint is a plant that is easy to grow in the magic garden.
But at the Tower of West Asia, mint grows in the lawn of the large garden.
Their magic garden is made up of shrubs.
Otherwise, where did you get so many dim sum ingredients?
This is wine made from rose flowers.
You know this kind of flower, right?
In the large garden of the neutral faction, the pavilion is covered with this kind of vine with pink flowers.
I bought some and asked Carpenter to make rose wine, do you want to try it?"
Aislin tilted her head and looked at him: "Does it taste good?"
"Carpenter likes it very much," Hilbert said noncommittally.
"Then let me try." Aislin waved to him.
The beautiful light pink wine gently flowed into the goblet. Aislin lowered her head and smelled it gently: "It seems to have the smell of moonlight."
"I asked Master Pat." Hilbert narrowed his eyes slightly, "She said the name of this flower is moonlight rose, and they also have red, purple and white ones.
But only the pink ones, the flowers can be eaten.
There are also some female mages who keep bees just for the nectar of moon roses. I spent a lot of resources to get two bottles.
You also know that although there are bees in the magic garden of the Black Mystery Tower, it took a lot of effort to raise them until now.
Don't dare to let any outside breath into the flower room where the bees are.
But they can roam freely in the big garden.
The Tower of Seiya is indeed extraordinary.”
Aislin narrowed her eyes and took a sip of the wine: "Ah, it really tastes sweet, no wonder you don't like drinking it.
Indeed, although it is a bit refreshing, it is similar to mint julep, but it tastes much better.
But it’s probably hard to like most mages.
How much honey did you add to this wine?"
"The main thing is to use flower petals, and just a small spoonful of honey to enhance the flavor." Hilbert chuckled, "Nectar is an essential flavor enhancer."
Aislin nodded: "I know, I will buy it from them.
However, I prefer to eat the honey from the White Tower.
So, I still want your wine."
"Ask your followers to learn from Carpenter." Hilbert said nonchalantly, "This wine recipe is not of much value. You can just exchange it for a few pastry recipes."