Chapter 39 The Girl's Little Plan
August 2nd, afternoon.
There were still twenty-nine days until he left Moonfall Castle.
As usual, Avis was sitting in the library reading about magic.
But today, there is a different factor than usual...
"Ah - so boring!"
Lying on the soft long sofa, Fiona closed the book in her hand tightly and threw away the "Inscription Array - Binding Type" that gave her a headache.
The whole person rolled over in a very ungraceful manner, with a look of despair all over his body.
The book she threw did not fall to the ground, but instead drew a parabola and hovered in the air.
A pale blue magical light lit up from the number on the spine of the book, and under the effect of invisible magic, the thick book returned to its original position by itself.
"That's the third time you've said that today, Faye."
Avis raised his head slightly, glanced at the girl slumped on the sofa with his deep blue eyes, and spoke with a hint of helplessness.
Hearing his words, Fiona did not respond, but just rolled her eyes at him weakly.
Just like a freshly processed salted fish being spread out in the sun to dry...
Shaking his head, Avis expressed regret for the girl's reaction, and then continued to turn the book in his hand to the next page.
The cause of this phenomenon stems from a practical training session that the two of them participated in a few days ago.
The practical projects are the learning content that the two people start after reaching the first level, and are taught by the Duke himself.
Near the end, Fiona accidentally asked a very stupid question.
The answer to this question should have been taught as important knowledge in the epigraphy course last November.
Although Anvis immediately offered to help her remedy the situation after noticing something was wrong, the Duke still became suspicious and asked a few related questions to test her.
As a result... the girl's progress in inscription studies was a mess. Avis wanted to help her, but in the end he also got himself into trouble.
As punishment, the two were confined to their homes for half a month, and their free time each day could only be spent reading in the family library.
For Avis, this was no different from normal life. But for the lively Fiona, this was tantamount to the most severe punishment.
The situation was better in the first few days. Fiona was able to control her temper and read those 'boring' magical knowledge.
But as time goes by, the number of girls giving up their jobs increases.
"During the next practical class, my father will definitely ask some questions to check our learning progress."
While reading the book, Avis spoke casually.
"If something goes wrong again, my dear sister, I'm afraid the punishment you'll receive won't be limited to this extent."
"I don't care! Anyway, I don't want to read those annoying inscriptions anymore!!!"
The girl mumbled softly, lying on the sofa with her eyes closed, her pink little mouth pouting high, and the cute light blue bow swaying.
Although she said this, her eyes secretly opened a slit and glanced at Avis quietly, as if she was expecting something.
"Oh, in that case, you should take a rest first—"
Avis agreed calmly and continued his reading.
The lazy girl, who didn't get the answer she wanted, turned over angrily and lay on her back on the sofa.
The big lake-like eyes rolled and stared at Avis's profile.
"…It seems like some evil gaze is watching me."
Feeling the gaze that was as real as a substance, Avis' eyes twitched slightly and his hands stiffened unnaturally.
Damn it! There was a mixture of spiritual power in her gaze!
Gradually, the feeling of discomfort became stronger and stronger, which greatly reduced Avis's reading efficiency.
"Why--"
Avis sighed softly, took out a bronze bookmark from the drawer, and clipped it on the current page. Then he closed the book "Plucking the Strings of Fate" in his hand and placed it on the table.
Patting his face gently and putting on a slightly helpless smile, he turned to look at the girl on the sofa and his tone softened.
"Well, Faye, how about I tell you a story?"
"Hmm~?"
Hearing what Anvis said, Fiona turned over again, put her hands on her chin, and stared at him with her beautiful big lake blue eyes pretending to be innocent.
Two little feet wrapped in white socks were raised behind the back, swaying playfully back and forth.
"Brother, what did you say~?"
"I said, you want to, no, listen to my story?"
Avis still maintained his smile, but his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his left hand inadvertently clenched his right fist. He looked at the pretentious girl, and there was a hint of danger in his tone.
"Of course, if you don't want to forget it—"
"Okay, okay!"
The girl nodded quickly with an innocent and lovely smile on her face, but a hint of pride in her eyes betrayed her.
Hey, the plan worked!
In the past, Avis would occasionally tell Fiona some stories. Those stories were very novel and interesting, and they were all stories that the girl had never heard before.
For example, Little Red Riding Hood ate the attacking wolf, and then fought with her grandmother, the mastermind behind the incident, causing the starry sky to shake and even the ** to be wiped out.
The aftermath of the war then attracted the Star Hunters, who transformed the two into Star Folk, starting an eternal battle of fate, and so on...
However, Avis would never finish a story each time. Instead, he would only tell half or even one-third of it at a time, which often made Fiona extremely curious about the subsequent development of the story.
To this end, she even went to the biography section in the library to try to find the stories that Anvis had told.
But she was surprised to find that the stories that Avis told her were not even included in the family library! She asked Avis about the origins of the stories. Avis, who was reading, told her very naturally that these stories were all his own original creations based on the books he had read, and said lightly that they were nothing.
From then on, Fiona began to admire Avis.
Looking at the little girl who was still smug, Avis did not point it out. He moved the chair to sit next to the girl, smiled and began to tell a brand new story that the girl had never heard before.
"Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl, her name was also Fiona. She was about your age and tall, with blue eyes as pure as the lake, and long light golden hair as bright as the sun.
On a midsummer afternoon, after finishing a day's classes, she went to play in the fields not far from her home.
There are lilac hyacinths, blue rosemary and white bellflowers in full bloom.
A clear stream flows out from the forest on one side, gurgling through the vibrant wilderness and merging into a huge sapphire-like lake in the distance. There are also several sturdy Mangul willows growing leisurely by the river.
Yes, just like the field below the castle hill."
(End of this chapter)
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