Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Novel - Chapter 38
Chapter 38: The Young Lady’s Small Plan
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
August 2nd, afternoon.
There were still twenty-nine days left until the day he left Moonset Castle.
As usual, Anvis was sitting in the library, reading magic knowledge.
But today, there was a different factor here…
“Ah—so boring!”
Lying on the couch, Fiona closed the book in her hand and threw the book away.
She flipped over without any care for her image and looked like she had nothing to live for.
The book she had thrown out did not land on the ground. Instead, it drew a parabola in the air.
The number on the book spine lit up, and the thick book returned to its original position.
“That’s the third time you’ve said that today, Fi.”
Anvis raised his head slightly. His blue eyes glanced at the girl who was slumped on the sofa and he spoke helplessly.
Fiona rolled her eyes at him.
She was like a dead fish that had just been processed and was being hung under the sun to dry…
Shaking his head, Anvis expressed disappointment at the girl’s reaction, then continued to turn the book in his hands to the next page.
The cause of this phenomenon was an actual combat study that the two of them had participated in a few days ago.
The actual combat program was something that the two of them would only start learning after level one. It was personally taught by the duke.
When it was almost over, Fiona asked a very basic question.
The answer to this question should have been given in a class last November and was an important knowledge.
Although Anvis, who noticed that something was wrong, immediately spoke up to help her, the duke still became suspicious and casually asked a few related questions to test her.
In the end… the girl’s progress in inscription was a complete mess. Anvis wanted to help her, but in the end, was also punished.
As punishment, the two of them were grounded for half a month. Every day, they could only obediently read in the family’s large library.
For Anvis, this was no different from his usual life. But for the lively Fiona, it was the harshest punishment.
In the first few days, things were better. Fiona could just barely control herself to read the boring magic knowledge.
However, as time went by, more and more incidents of her giving up became common.
“Father will definitely raise some questions in the next combat class to test our learning progress.”
As he read, Anvis spoke.
“If something goes wrong again, my dear sister—I’m afraid you will be punished worse than this.”
“I—don’t—care! Anyway, I don’t want to look at that annoying inscription knowledge anymore!”
The young girl mumbled softly as she lay on the sofa with her eyes closed. She pouted her pink lips, the light blue bow on her head swayed too.
Although she said that, her eyes opened slightly and she secretly glanced at Anvis, as if she was looking forward to something.
“Oh, in that case, you should take a rest first—”
Anvis calmly agreed and continued reading.
The young ambitionless girl, who did not get an answer she wanted, angrily turned around and moved into a lying position on the sofa.
Her blue eyes rolled as she glared at Anvis’ side profile.
“…There seems to be some kind of evil gaze watching me.”
Anvis’ eyes twitched as he felt the gaze. His hands stiffened unnaturally.
Damn it! Her eyes were filled with spiritual power!
Slowly, the uncomfortable feeling grew stronger, which made Anvis’s reading efficiency plummet.
“Sigh…”
Anvis sighed softly and took out a bronze bookmark from the drawer, placing it on the front page. He then closed the Book, Strings of Fate and placed it on the table.
He smacked his face lightly and put on a helpless smile. He turned to the girl on the sofa and his tone became gentle.
“Fine, Fi. How about I tell you a story?”
“Eh?”
At Anvis’s words, Fiona turned over on her side again and rested her chin on her hands. Her beautiful lake-blue eyes stared at him innocently.
Two little feet wrapped in white socks stuck up behind her, swaying playfully one after the other.
“Brother, what did you say?”
“I said, do , you , want to hear my story?’”
Anvis maintained his smile, but his eyebrows were slightly raised. His left hand inadvertently clasped his right fist. He looked at the pretentious girl and spoke with a hint of danger.
“Of course, if you don’t want to—”
“Sure, sure!”
The girl nodded quickly. She had an innocent and cute smile on her face, but the hint of smugness in her eyes betrayed her.
Hehe, the plan worked!
Once upon a time, Anvis would tell Fiona stories that were very novel and interesting, stories that the girl had never heard before.
For example, Little Red Riding Hood ate the ambushing wolf and then fought a great battle with her grandmother. They fought until the stars in the sky shook and were obliterated.
After that, the aftermath of the battle attracted the Star Hunters who developed into two Star factions, starting the eternal battle of destiny and so on…
However, every time Anvis told a story, he would not finish it. Instead, he would only tell half or even a third of it at a time. This often made Fiona extremely curious about how the story would develop.
For this reason, she specially went to the character biography section in the library to search for the story that Anvis had told her.
However, to her surprise, the story Anvis told her was not even recorded in the family’s library!
She went to inquire about the origin of Anvis’s story. Anvis, who was reading, told her quite naturally that these stories were his own originals based on the books he had read while downplaying his works as unimportant.
Since then, Fiona began to admire Anvis.
Looking at the little girl who was still gloating, Anvis did not expose her. He moved the chair to the girl’s side and sat down. He smiled and began to tell a new story that the girl had never heard before.
“Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young girl whose name was Fiona. She was about the same age as you and had the same height as you. She had blue eyes as pure as a lake, and bright, golden hair.
On a midsummer afternoon, after finishing a day of lessons, she went to play in the wilderness not far from her home.
There were light purple Hyacinths, dark blue rosemary, and white bell flowers blooming there.
A clear river flowed out from one side of the forest, flowing through the plains that were full of vitality and merging into the distant sapphire-like lake. There were also several stout water lilies growing leisurely by the riverside.
Yes, just like the plains below the castle hill. ”
