45: Chapter 45 Intentions 45: Chapter 45 Intentions August, the 28th.

As usual, Anvis sat in the Book Collection Room reading Magic Books.

In four days, he would leave Moon Castle to head for Pamir Academy.

As he flipped through the books, Anvis recalled in his mind what treasures were in Pamir Academy and the conditions needed to obtain each of them.

The power of an individual is ultimately limited, and it is also inconvenient to deal with some key matters using family influence.

Perhaps he could recruit some talents at the academy to establish a small secret society that could help him handle matters he couldn’t address himself in the future.

He also needed to schedule projects like magic versions of matter-energy conversion weapons and electromagnetic weapons…

“Creak—”

The sound of the door opening abruptly came from afar, and Anvis paused, turning his head in confusion to look.

Standing in the doorway against the backlit light was the dazzling figure of a blonde girl.

“Brother—”

Fiona approached Anvis with light steps, appearing to be in very high spirits.

Ever since the lifting of her confinement half a month ago, Fiona had been taking Annie out every afternoon without revealing what she was doing.

Since Anvis had been granted access to read books on Prophecy, he spent every day soaking in the Book Collection Room and thus did not pay attention to where the girl was going.

“Hey, dear Fei, what brings you here today?”

Looking at the girl’s buoyant demeanor, Anvis was puzzled.

Has the sun finally risen from the west?

“…”

Feeling the surprize in Anvis’ tone, the girl couldn’t help but get a little hot under the collar, and with an huff, she placed her hands on her hips, her delicate lips puckering up.

But then she realized her action was somewhat impolite and quickly lowered her hands, only glaring at Anvis with her large watery eyes, full of dissatisfaction.

“Haha, just a joke!

Don’t mind it, Fei, it’s more than great that you came here; otherwise, it would be quite lonely with only me in the Book Collection Room.”

Knowing he had misspoken, Anvis quickly tried to smooth things over.

“Hmph—”

Fiona snorted lightly, giving Anvis a pass this time, but her mood unknowingly lifted back to cheerfulness.

Then, the girl sat next to Anvis and revealed her intent for visiting.

“Brother, do you know about Wind Bell Grass?”

“Wind Bell Grass?”

Anvis raised his hand and stroked his chin, pondering for a moment.

“Wind Bell Grass, scientific name ♍σ☊①, belongs to the plant kingdom—ordinary plant series—natural plant category—flowering plant phylum—dicotyledon class—sympetalous sub-class—Wind Bell Grass order—Wind Bell Grass family—Wind Bell Grass subfamily—perennial herbaceous plant genus Wind Bell Grass, often growing in patches…

The plant is entirely hairless, with leaves at the base, strap-shaped to narrowly lanceolate, long and flexible, about 18 to 24 centimeters long, 1.5 to 2.5 centimeters wide; the flower stalk rises 20 to 30 centimeters tall, slightly curved externally, bracts are lanceolate, shorter than the flower stalk.

The flower stalk is 0.8 to 1.2 centimeters long, the inflorescence is general and drooping, the corolla is bell-shaped, the flower is white, about 1.5 centimeters long, about 1.2 centimeters wide.

The lobes are ovate-triangular, the tips pointed, with a single vein.

The flowering period is from Red Rain Moon to Golden Flowing Month…”

“The seeds are inverted lanceolate, dark brown, about 0.5 to 0.8 centimeters long, about 1.8 to 2 millimeters wide.

The upper part bears small spines, the lower part possesses rows of small nodules,

with the top gradually tapering into about a 1 millimeter long conical or cylindrical beak base; the beak is slender, 1.4 to 1.8 centimeters long; the pappus is white, about 0.8 to 1.1 centimeters long, the seed ripening period spans from Mid-brightness Month to Stove Fire Month…”

Listening to Anvis’s explanation, Fiona felt her head spinning, feeling as if she was back in Magic Material Science class.

“No, that’s not what I meant…

I’m talking about other things…

like legends.”

“Legends?”

Anvis was momentarily stunned; he didn’t really know any legends associated with Wind Bell Grass.

After all, this is just a common plant, and botanical reference books wouldn’t include unverified legends in their descriptions.

“That, I really didn’t know.”

“Hehe——so there are things you don’t know, brother?

Actually…”

The girl smiled proudly, and like presenting a treasure, she repeated the story she had heard from an old man who weaved grass to Anvis.

“Finding a Wind Bell Grass with nine blossoms will bring happiness and longevity…”

Anvis couldn’t help but smile wryly.

He knew that Wind Bell Grass with nine flowers was extremely rare, but to say finding it would grant happiness and longevity…

Neither the Prediction School nor the Domain of Mysticism had any such claims.

If it really had such an effect, then how come in the nearly ten thousand years of human magic history, not one Mysterious Scholar had ever discovered it?

Anvis was more inclined to believe that it was due to a logical fallacy created by personal subjective judgment.

What brings people happiness and longevity isn’t the ‘Wind Bell Grass with nine blossoms,’ but rather the good fortune of the person who finds it.

After all, being able to find the rare nine-blossom Wind Bell Grass in itself denotes incredible luck.

And what’s wrong with a lucky person being both happy and long-lived?

It’s like that famous saying from a previous life, “People who love to laugh never have bad luck.”

In fact, it’s not because they love to laugh that they have good luck, but rather they love to laugh because they’re fortunate.

How could someone who’s plagued with bad luck all day manage to laugh?

“That’s quite impressive, Fei, this is the first time I’ve heard of this legend.”

However, as a Reincarnator with a little understanding of both etiquette and psychology, Anvis did not bluntly express his views, but instead smiled warmly and took the opportunity to compliment Fiona on her knowledge.

“Hehe…

it’s nothing.”

Receiving Anvis’s praise, the girl raised her face proudly with a delightful smile, her sunshine-like smooth long hair naturally falling to the sides.

Then, under Anvis’s somewhat astonished gaze, the girl took a deep breath and suddenly took out an item from her ring and placed it on the table.

It was a rectangular object, seventy centimeters long, forty centimeters wide, and sixty centimeters high, made up of light brown vines as thick as two fingers, with some young green leaves growing on parts of the vines.

A pale green crystal the size of a thumb was inlaid in the center of the top surface of the rectangle.

“What is this?”

Anvis looked at the vine-made rectangle with curiosity, then cast an inquiring look at the girl.

But the girl did not immediately answer Anvis’s question, instead, she extended her hand with a mysterious smile, tapped lightly on the pale green crystal, and a trace of spiritual power was injected into it.

The crystal stone was immediately activated, emitting a pale green light, and a continuous stream of Life Magic Power was instantly channeled into the body of the box.

It seemed to trigger a chain reaction as from top to bottom, the originally dull vines gradually lit up, their texture turning as smooth as jade.

The upper layer of vines began to unfold, sprouting leaves made purely of light, and the tips even developed a string of crystal-like green buds.

Eventually, the rectangle transformed into a flowering pot made of blooming Light Vines.

In the center of the pot, a vibrant Wind Bell Grass swayed gently.

The lush green leaves and the pure white flowers had crystal clear droplets hanging from them, reflecting a stunning Radiance under the light of the Magic Crystal Chandelier.

The ‘Wind Chimes’ on it numbered exactly nine, not one more, not one less.

“Fei, this…”

Looking at the Wind Bell Grass in front of him, Anvis was thoroughly stunned.

“How about that, impressive isn’t it——”

Fiona raised her head slightly with pride, her expectation-filled face looking at Anvis.

Her lake-blue eyes blinked unceasingly as if saying “Praise me quickly!”

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Note 1: The original text is a variant of High Elf language, which is more difficult to learn than Latin.