Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

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After taking the girl to tour around the college, Anvis manipulated the floating dish and stopped in the fountain square at the foot of the Pamir Tower restaurant, preparing to share lunch with Fiona after a long absence.

The Tower Restaurant is one of the few super-high buildings in the entire Pamir Academy. Its internal environment is beautiful and elegant, no less than the most high-end restaurants such as the Golden Dragon Restaurant and the Gloria Royal Restaurant in the Imperial Capital.

Originally, this was the magic tower of the first principal. But after the second principal took office, it was converted into a restaurant, allowing all teachers and students to visit and eat freely.

Maybe it's a hint that he is too disheveled.

According to the gossip, the first principal was very dissatisfied when he learned about the situation afterwards. He once went to the second principal for ‘friendly exchange’ in private, and the location was in the endless sea.

Whoever loses will go home obediently to grow wide-leaf lettuce.

The result of the exchange between the two is unknown, but the tower restaurant should open or open.

I even heard that the new principal was happy and provided unlimited free lettuce for a whole year...①

After seeking Fiona's opinion, the two did not enter the private room, but chose to dine at the top of the tower with a wide view of the suspended terrace.

There are not many people dining here, and most of them are senior students.

Due to the inability to expand the space of the tower terrace and the limited dining table space, this is also one of the most expensive areas, and also only supports credit payments.

It takes 50 credits to reserve a table. Except for the real elite old students, few people are willing to come here to eat.

However, since it was a long-lost reunion with his sister, Anves didn't care about the cost of this credit.

While breathing the fresh and cool air from high in the sky and admiring the beauty of the entire Pamir, Fiona happily inserted a piece of delicate fairy matcha cake into the entrance, then squinted her eyes comfortably and licked her pink lips.

The clever and cute Miss Fiona has finally grown up! No longer need to be constrained by Mr. Butler! Great!

When eating in the castle, you must always be careful. If you make a slight mistake, you will be pointed out by the butler, which is meaningless!

The bright light white sunlight shone on the girl's profile, making her appearance very beautiful and moving.

Beside Fiona, Kate was sitting on a high chair specially set up for him, and a plate of exquisite cream desserts was also placed in front of him.

It is skillfully manipulating the magic power, cutting open the cream dessert, and sending it into the mouth gracefully like a girl, without even a trace of cream sticking to the beard and the pink nose.

Anvis's gaze was attracted by it unconsciously, and he didn't know how to describe this kind of dining posture of a cat.

He couldn’t see anything when he was held by Fiona, but now...

He glanced at the girl who was a little relaxed in her sitting posture due to no one being restrained.

I always feel that Kate’s dining etiquette seems to be more perfect than its owner...

So, what did the cat go through?

.........

"So, Fei, which college did you choose?"

Taking a sip of the shining star fruit juice, Anvis retracted his gaze to look at Kate and smiled at Fiona.

"College...huh? Like you, I also chose the Mystery Academy!"

Swallowing the cake hard, Fiona raised her small face with an inviting smile on her face.

"Mystery Academy?"

Anves was slightly surprised that you used to not choose this way.

"Philip... I can ask, why did you choose the mystery school?"

For the girl's choice, he suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart.

"Brother, didn't you choose the mystery department?"

When it came to this, Fiona suddenly became excited, and after sipping the Moonlight Raspberry Juice, she spoke out her own wisdom and judgment in high spirits.

"Since childhood, Brother Anvis, you can make the best choice every time.

So, when the grandfather of the academy mage asked me which academy I wanted to choose, I suddenly thought that as long as you choose the same as my brother, it should be fine—"

Looking at the girl with a triumphant expression, as if she was saying ‘I’m smart,’ Anvis took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched concealedly.

He knew it would be like this...

Also, the girl would choose the mystic school because of his influence.

He could have imagined it. After Duke Carlot heard the news, he looked at his expression in the crystal ball with question marks on his face.

"So, Fei...what does the mystical school do in your heart?"

"I don't know, but it's probably a school that studies ancient mysterious magic, right?"

Fiona shook her head.

"To be precise, it is to study and decipher the magic that is incomprehensible and make them understandable."

Anvis sighed lightly, took a sip of the juice, and spoke quietly.

"I chose the school of mystery because there are certain things I need in the mystery library."

"But for you, you have no purpose, just blindly follow behind me.

And, with your personality, I’m afraid it’s hard to be patient, sitting in the library all day looking for information, just to decipher some ancient text, right? "

At the end, Anvis looked at the girl with a hint of sympathy.

"So, congratulations, you have chosen for yourself a school that is almost meaningless and is one of the most difficult schools in Pamir."

Listening to Anvis's little analysis, Fiona's expression gradually became sluggish.

"Then... what should I do?"

The white crystal-like little girl finally panicked after realizing it.

"Anvis! My dearest brother! You will definitely help me! Right?"

After understanding it, the girl suddenly showed a pitiful look like a kitten, hoping to impress Anves.

"Well, my sister... Then, this time you have to figure out which college you are going to join and just tell me within three days."

Nodding habitually, Anvis decided to help her in this matter.

Is there any way, it's not bad from small to large this time.

"Um... Brother, can you give me some advice?"

With her big eyes rolling, Fiona looked at Anves, hoping to get some advice directly.

"You should learn to analyze and think for yourself, instead of trying to impress me, Fei, I can't help you make decisions every time."

Silently shook his head, the boy refused the girl's further request.

"Hmph~ Forget it, it's a big deal I will study it myself."

The cheeks bulged slightly, and Fiona wrinkled her small nose in dissatisfaction, making Anves want to pinch a little.

.........

However, despite saying so, Anvis is also clear in his heart.

Although the girl has a lively and playful personality, she doesn't like learning and thinking, but she does have this confidence.

Unlike other professions, the bloodline warlock only depends on bloodline maturity.

Because of her legendary blood, even if Fiona does nothing, her strength will grow with her blood, and she will naturally become Tier Nine, or the top one among Tier Nine.

For most ordinary professionals, the purpose of learning is to master more powerful spells and skills, and to improve their strength more quickly.

But if the power and effect of the magic mastered by learning is not even as good as the spells that come with the bloodline, then compared to the energy that needs to be paid, learning will naturally become less necessary.

Even if it was Anvis himself, if it hadn't been for his keen interest in magic and knowledge of the future crisis of destruction, he would have become a salted fish.

Anyway, it takes more time to lie down and you can go straight to the ninth level. Why is it so tiring and the layout and the creation of the characters, studying this and that all day long.

It's so good to feed the dream monsters by fishing and paddling, and to enjoy a good life like other ordinary noble children.

But there is no if, the threat of the future is always forcing him to accelerate and accelerate.

①: "From the lettuce farm of Griffin Prost, the first principal."