Chapter 47 Fantasy Dream Strange Objects

"I heard from my mother that you will be leaving next month to study at Pamir Academy in the royal capital. Therefore, I want to prepare a parting gift for you."

"I heard this legend from an old lady selling straw weaving, so..."

Soon, under Anvis' questioning, the girl chirped like a cheerful bird and told him the whole story.

Thinking of the fact that she used to hardly leave the castle, but in the past half month, she would run out every afternoon and not come back until very late.

Slightly closing his blue eyes, the pale and slender noble boy took a breath. Opening his eyes again, he looked at the girl's cute little face that was a little red due to excitement, with an extremely soft smile on her face.

"Thank you, Fei, this is the best parting gift I have ever received——"

For Anwes, this sudden surprise was like a traveler suddenly seeing a temporary camp in the distance while trekking through the snowfield on a winter night.

And the small campfire made of cedar branches glowing warmly in the center of the camp.

Plain, yet warm——

"Hehe... It's nothing actually. It just took a little more time to find it. I also asked Anne to make the boxes and flower pots..."

After receiving the unexpected compliment from Anvis, Fiona's cheeks turned redder and she smiled sheepishly. At the same time, he tilted his little head without any trace, and his brilliant light blond hair flashed.

"In fact, I originally planned to take it out as a surprise for you before leaving. But because I couldn't wait any longer, I took it out now..."

As she spoke, the girl felt a little lacking in confidence and her voice gradually became softer.

Anvis smiled, stretched out his hand and tapped the vine again, making it return to its box shape. He already understood the structure of this magic.

"Then, wouldn't it be nice to send it to me again on the day I leave for the academy -"

With that said, he handed the box to the girl and gave her a slight wink with a smile.

"Hmm, huh? Is this still okay?"

Fiona was stunned for a moment, a little overwhelmed holding the box, her pink mouth slightly opened, and her big clear lake-blue eyes full of confusion.

"Let's put it with you first, Fei, just so that father and mother can share your good luck."

Anvis chuckled and made a 'please' gesture to the box gracefully.

"Well, you're right."

Fiona nodded in agreement and put the box away.

"Then, brother, you can continue reading, I won't disturb you~"

With that said, the girl stood up lightly and walked towards the library door.

With a smile on his face, Anvis watched the girl's back disappear outside the gate. Then he began to reflect on himself.

There was no such scene in my memory. In other words, his existence itself has unknowingly changed something.

‘Yes, in the previous life, because Fiona divided the attention of the Duke and Duchess, little Anvis, who was only one year older than her, did not have such a good relationship with her now. ’

'Perhaps, some arrangements can be changed slightly...'

Smiling silently, Anvis closed the book on the table and put it aside. Then he stretched out his hand, and another book flew down from near the top of the bookshelf and fell into his hand.

This book is very large, half a foot thick, and the whole book exudes a dreamlike atmosphere.

If the person holding the book has low mental energy, he may even be directly intoxicated into an illusory dream.

The cover is a cold black color, but somehow it gives people a sense of tranquility and serenity.

Two lines of beautiful ancient Manni language were hot-stamped in the center of the cover, which seemed to exude a changing glow as Anvis looked at it.

"On the Causes of the Growth of Fantasy Objects"

——Nordens

"Sooner or later we will use this knowledge, right? Now it's just a matter of starting research in advance."

Anvis opened the book and read it carefully while resisting the erosion of the dreamy atmosphere all the time.

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On the penultimate day before heading to the academy, Anvis left the library and entered the alchemy laboratory for the first time in a long time.

"Turn on the highest level of protection——"

Standing in front of the special magical compound inscription alchemy table, Anvis held the family amulet and penetrated it with a trace of spiritual power.

Following his actions, the core of the laboratory's array was immediately activated, and multiple restraints and defensive arrays enveloped the inscription platform.

Originally, he planned to make a low-level magic item as a gift to Fiona before leaving.

However, after receiving the unexpected gift from the girl, Avis temporarily changed his mind and prepared to make a low-level rare item with growth potential.

"The black goatskin paper of Mandura, the black abyss iron produced from the depths of the place where the resentful souls wander, the soft leather from the belly of the sacred unicorn, the one-eyed extract of the nightmare giant..."

Comparing the list of materials, Anwes took out various strange materials and began to make a strange object that he had conceived for a long time.

"In the gaze of the terrible bird, one-eye extract is mixed with the essence of the wraith as the ink.

Using the feathers of the night crow picked on the night of the 13th day of the Hearth Moon as the base material, and attached with the girl's resentment, it was made into a magic quill, which can be used to write the text and illustrations of books..."

On one side of the alchemy room, the black cloth wrapping the huge cage was lifted, revealing a grotesque scaly monster inside.

It was a hideous black giant bird with a seahorse-like head and lamprey-like mouthparts.

Seeing the long-lost light, it flapped its huge and smooth wings, and its six evil blood-red eyes stared at the direction of Avis, making waves of anxious gasps.

Assuming that there was no protective array, Avis would be severely mentally eroded in an instant, and might even be swallowed by nightmares on the spot.

But all this is just a hypothesis after all. Under the effect of the protective array, the evil gaze of the horror bird did not have any effect on Avis.

Avis's hands kept moving, and the tip of the feather pen filled with resentment was dipped in liquid that exuded a strong ominous smell and danced on the parchment with a faint black color.

The whole process was guided by mental power, leaving lines of dark text elegantly and neatly.

The content of the text was "Fiona's Dream in Wonderland" that he had told the girl before. Avis planned to use this story as the core carrier to construct an illusory dream space.

After several magic hours, the main text was completed.

Avis took out the light golden long hair he collected when he was playing with Fiona a few days ago, and used it as a silk thread to bind it together.

"After that, use unicorn skin and shadow wood to make the book cover. Wrap the corners with black abyss iron and hoop the spine..."

Soon, under the gaze of the man and the bird, a thick magic book gradually took shape.

The cover that exuded a faint holy white light was wrapped with an extremely strong strange and ominous atmosphere.

Standard white-cut black, really good.

Looking at the magic book in his hand that seemed dreamy and holy, but was actually extremely twisted and ominous, Avis commented silently.

"Finally, a black umbrella that had experienced rain at a funeral was opened indoors. In the shadow cast by the umbrella, an abnormal element was integrated into the strange object..."