I Arrived At Wizard World While Cultivating Immortality Chapter 683: Windfall from the Heavens and Analysis

Nighttime. Airship.

Inside the cabin, a long table was set up, with the surrounding area cleared. Hilutiya and the other students had boarded the airship, bringing the third-years along for the gathering. Professor Wekos, whose messy, chestnut-red hair hinted at thinning, possessed a robust physique. He was clad in a loose, dark green brocade robe, a golden ring-shaped pendant adorning his chest. Holding his wine glass aloft, he extended a warm welcome to the assembled students.

Throughout the event, several teachers and professors engaged in reminiscences and offered words of encouragement to the students. The atmosphere was palpably lively and relaxed.

“Now then, let us fully indulge in the food and drink, reveling in an evening of music and joy~” Professor Wekos finally announced with a smile, gesturing broadly. The table, previously adorned only with tablecloths, instantly presented rows of prepared delicacies: crisp, glistening roast suckling pig; golden, spice-dusted roast goose; meticulously portioned pastries; sweet and refreshing puddings; and an assortment of fresh fruits—all culinary delights of third-tier quality or higher, exuding tempting aromas.

Hilutiya, holding a plate, stood with her classmates by the table, selecting her preferred dishes while absorbing the surrounding chatter. After acquiring a duck leg, a slice of roast meat, a small serving of baked pudding, and some chilled fruit juice, she discreetly moved away to a small table on the side.

At the head table, Og was still locked in a contest with Reginson over the prime cut of the roast suckling pig. They opted for a game of chance to decide, and Reginson emerged victorious once more, securing the thick, generously sized hind leg of the pig.

Clutching the oily hind leg in one hand and his plate in the other, Reginson approached with a booming laugh. Most of the smaller tables were occupied, leaving only the one where Hilutiya sat with available seats.

“Chief, mind if I join you?” His eyes brightened upon spotting the vacant spot. His voice boomed as he made his way over. 'This fellow is always so familiar with everyone,' Hilutiya mused internally. She offered a slight nod, making no objection.

The other party brought his plate, claimed a seat with bold familiarity, and commenced devouring the hind leg with unrestrained gusto. Hilutiya, meanwhile, slowly sipped her fruit juice, continuing to savor her meal at a relaxed pace. Her gaze occasionally drifted across the gathering, captivated by the ambient laughter and lighthearted conversation.

During the course of the event, a few third-year students approached, expressing curiosity about the current cohort's progress. They sometimes engaged in exchanges of minor items acquired coincidentally.

“I don't typically use this staff much. If you’re interested, I can give it to you. The core stone in the center is a bit antiquated, though; you could replace it with a new one later to restore its full power.” Mid-conversation, a third-year student presented a slender staff. It was identified as a 【Impact Staff】 (Third Tier · Excellent), housing a specially crafted “Impact Gem” capable of casting “Impact Technique” and “Shock Technique.” Its activation was remarkably swift, and its power considerable.

“While it isn't an exceptionally potent staff, its strength lies in its utility. It can be activated within a second, proving useful in various unforeseen circumstances,” the student elaborated.

“Thank you, Senior!” The student accepted the gift with palpable excitement. Despite possessing his own staff and weapons, the unexpected acquisition of a third-tier artifact was a welcome surprise.

“Haha, it’s nothing significant. You can join our expeditions into the Shadow World in the future; the lower realms are teeming with treasures~” The senior chuckled and offered a pat on his shoulder.

'The atmosphere here is truly pleasant,' Hilutiya thought.

By this point, Reginson had finished the pig leg and the entirety of his plate, preparing to replenish his selection.

“Chief, save my seat for me. I’ll be right back.” With that declaration, he carried his plate and plunged back into the throng surrounding the main table. Hilutiya could only offer a helpless smile and continue with the remaining items on her plate.

A few minutes later, the large-framed Reginson returned. Not only had he refilled his own plate, but he had also procured two small baked puddings for Hilutiya.

“Don’t worry, Chief. I specifically used napkins to wrap them for you. They’re clean and hygienic.” He placed the baked puddings on the table. Observing the golden-brown pastries emitting a fragrant steam, Hilutiya expressed her thanks with a nod but advised Reginson that bringing her more was unnecessary, as her capacity was limited.

Subsequently, girls such as Yime and Perlin joined Hilutiya, congregating behind her chair and engaging in their own conversations. Reginson, feeling somewhat out of place under their focused gazes, hastily finished his meal and made a swift departure.

“That guy has finally departed.” One of the female students placed her hands on her hips, observing the direction Reginson had left, and then proceeded to tidy up the seating and table he had just occupied.

“Such a large individual, yet he squeezed himself in right beside Chief Hedra’s table.” They voiced their complaints on Hilutiya’s behalf.

“Alright, it’s not that big of a deal.” The young lady gently shook her head, attempting to pacify them.

“Did you all come here together for a specific reason?” She inquired, turning her head with curiosity.

“It’s like this—the representative from the third-years wishes to meet with you,” Yime whispered into the girl’s ear, leaning down. “That representative might hold a special interest in you and intends to pursue the Chief position.” Her warm breath caused Hilutiya’s ear to tingle slightly.

“I see.” Hilutiya then recalled the scene from when she first arrived that afternoon. Indeed, a blond youth had been standing near Professor Wekos, and the professor had specifically introduced him.

“Is his name Fenden?” The girl thoughtfully touched her chin lightly with her fingers.

“Yes, that is indeed him.”

“I understand now.” Hilutiya blinked her striking black eyes, suddenly grasping the situation.

It appeared that part of the reason for this gathering was, in fact, because of her. Professor Wekos was likely attempting to introduce a potential partner for his disciple and orchestrate a suitable occasion.

Although she harbored no particular affections for the young man, considering Professor Wekos’s reputation, it would be imprudent to appear excessively aloof.

Well, she might as well agree to meet him. Even if she intended to decline, it would be better to allow him to relinquish his pursuit sooner rather than later. Prolonging the matter would be less than ideal.

Subsequently, Hilutiya put away her finished plate, rose from her seat, and made her way toward the location Yime had indicated—the upper deck of the airship. At this time, one could bask in the evening breeze and admire the celestial expanse of the starry night sky. It was quite a fitting setting for a romantic encounter.

The choice of location was certainly well-selected; regrettably, Hilutiya had no intention of embarking on a date. She brought several students along with her as they ascended together.

Ascending the staircase adjacent to the small structure, the night wind intensified gradually. The distinct sound of sails flapping could be heard from above.

Hilutiya maintained her grip on the railing with one hand, while raising the other to shield her hair and skirt from the disruptive evening breeze as she stepped onto the elevated deck.

A tall, comely young man was already positioned not too far away. Adjacent to him stood a small, circular table adorned with flickering candles, accompanied by exquisite wine and elegant glass cups.

Upon perceiving Hilutiya’s approach, he initially beamed with delight and advanced a few steps. However, as he observed the figures successively appearing behind the girl, his expression progressively stiffened, and his forward movement faltered, halting his steps.

Hilutiya found the scene rather amusing. Wondering if she might have inadvertently wounded his feelings, she gestured for the others following her to remain in place and proceeded forward alone.

“Good evening, Senior Fenden.” She delicately placed her hands behind her back, holding down her wind-tousled hair and skirt, a smile gracing her lips as she spoke.

“Good evening, Hedra.” The other party had also regained his composure, responding with an equally pleasant smile.

“The nocturnal panorama tonight is truly exquisite, and the vantage point here offers a splendid vista.” Hilutiya continued, her gaze drifting towards the small, candlelit table. Hearing this, the other party paused in astonishment for a moment before nodding with a flicker of excitement, perhaps sensing a sliver of lingering hope.

“I may be presuming too much, but I remain immensely grateful for Senior’s thoughtful gesture.” Hilutiya took a step closer, her eyes meeting the tall youth’s. “I am aware that you are an exceptional individual, Senior, yet I have not yet contemplated matters of romance, and thus cannot commit to that path currently.”

“I sincerely apologize for any disappointment I may cause tonight.” She lightly shook her head.

“However, I truly appreciate Senior’s hospitality in hosting this gathering, which has permitted everyone to partake in such a delightful evening. Should there be any future assistance I can offer Senior in other capacities, please do not hesitate to reach out.”

“This…” Despite harboring a degree of disappointment, confronted by such an adorable and beautiful young lady, how could he possibly muster any anger?

It was simply that she genuinely held no romantic interest in him, Fenden mused internally.

The two engaged in a brief exchange afterward. Hilutiya bid him farewell and then guided the students who had accompanied her back down the stairs.

Returning to the main banquet hall below, the dining tables had already been cleared. Numerous students had congregated, engrossed in games of chess or card battles, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere.

Even with disparities in rank and cultivation, the games provided a relatively level playing field between upperclassmen and underclassmen. The relaxed ambiance swiftly fostered a sense of camaraderie among everyone. Noticing Hilutiya’s return to the hall, someone beckoned to her.

“Chief Hedra, over here~”

Hilutiya approached the group.

“Care to join us for a round?” Marg enthusiastically presented her hand of cards.

“The victor stands to gain some rather appealing rewards~”

Hilutiya’s gaze fell upon the various cards scattered across the table. Each was inscribed with resource costs and specific effects, designed to simulate creatures and spells ranging from Tier 1 to Tier 8. The display appeared quite elaborate and intriguing.