The Arks - Chapter 409
“She found out that Latin was the closest thing to Valokian so we decided to use that during our training when we don’t want anyone else interfering. But since you are a Time Mage, your mind automatically translates everything you hear to your most comfortable language.”
“Now that’s something that I didn’t know… No wonder I had no problem in communication whatsoever.”
“That’s correct. I speak to Ysabeau in English as well but only in front of others. When we’re alone, I revert to ancient Bahamusian, a language similar to Earth’s Arabic. For Z, it would be Tagalog in private and English in public. For Baldwin, it would be in Gaelic with a bit of English.”
“Usually, I speak to everyone in their comfortable languages. But in public, it will be mostly in English. With the exception being Minwoo because he could speak in Korean. He was lucky that I could translate for him. Funny, since Ashley speaks fluent Bohemian.”
“And after reading to Mavislin, I thought she would be the best person to help out in building a library underneath the Old Chapel. So, on one fine day after the fall of Congregation, we asked Mavislin to hold her breath and dive into the waterfall.”
“And to dig down, all with her claws. I made her keep her wings since they weren’t waterproof. When she had dug a tunnel far enough into the ground, I asked her to blast the largest hole she could, using whatever she had in mind. But to make sure that it was large enough for her to go in.”
“The Old Chapel panicked slightly since the damage was quite great. But we managed to calm her down. The place was still filled with water so the next instruction was to use her powers to get the water out of that area. But this child was slightly cheeky. Either that or confused with my orders.”
“What she’d do?”
“She used the water to make the doors to the place. It cleared the area but not what I was expecting. The initial hole had been sealed up since she made the doors, blocking the running water. I sealed the entrance again using my spell, camouflaging it.”
“Afterward, I asked the Old Chapel to locate Mavislin’s area. It should have been easy, at first.”
“That’s where she made the bridge?” asked Raiyen.
“She made it afterward. But first, the problem was locating Mavislin. The Valkyrie had dug so down into the ground that it was difficult to find her. We thought that her area was too small, but it was just the depth of the location.”
“I had given her instructions before the action so I’ve got no way of communicating that the Old Chapel couldn’t pinpoint her location. After nearly an hour, Mavislin got a bit frustrated or hungry, because she turned the door back to Water and decided to make another entrance.”
One could only imagine the surprise and shock that Mavislin delivered when she created her entrance, through the floorboards of the Old Chapel. Ysabeau had the fright of her life and Gillian nearly had a heart attack when she did that. The Old Chapel wasn’t too pleased either.
“And the first she yelled to us was to bring her something to eat. We knew that she could merge Elements together but not that she could keep the spell as a permanent thing. Usually, her combined spells aren’t fused properly, but this was the first I had seen that was proper.”
“She used two Basic Spells to create that entrance. First was using the water like a giant spear to break through the dirt and the floorboards. It was quite thin but thicker than a normal spear. Using Zephyr Tunnel, she widened the tunnel, lining the walls with water.”
“And that’s where the Old Chapel properly created the bridge and fixed the floorboards. It’s the same one we descended from. Ysabeau and I jumped down and were met with a very hungry Valkyrie. And somewhat frustrated as well.”
“So, essentially, you converted her frustration and hunger to enlarge the space for your study?” asked Raiyen, poking fun at Gillian.
“Don’t phrase it like that! We didn’t starve her, we jumped down with a whole stag for her to eat before continuing the work. But, the damage she did was bigger than expected. She had created a space big enough for an ȧduŀt Bahamut to move about.”
“Mind telling me what she used? So I can prepare myself when the time comes…”
“Young boy, you won’t survive the impact no matter how much preparation you do. You hear its name being called, you best turn your tail and run.. And pray that the shockwave won’t do you into an early grave,” warned Gillian, shaking his head.