harleyscars Chapter 50 Sylvie's Greenhouse
Chapter 50 Sylvie's Greenhouse
Lorne remembered that Viola had mentioned to him before that this senior was from the famous Norland family in the magical world, no less prestigious than Viola's family.
Since they are from a magical family, they must have their own channels to contact Professor Sylvie. Moreover, Cecilia herself is a student of Silver Academy. She must have taken Professor Sylvie's class when she was a first-year student. Why would she need to contact Professor Sylvie through herself, a freshman?
Cecilia's lips pursed slightly, and her voice became even lower:
"The value of Silver Vein Snow Velvet is close to the threshold of a fifth-tier magic potion. It is not only the main ingredient of Star Vein Coagulation Elixir, but it can also be used as a core material for many high-tier magic potions."
"It's not that no one in the family has mentioned this plan, but after evaluation, the elders in the family believe that my brother is already too old. Even if the magic circuit is healed, he won't achieve anything in the future. It's not worth the family spending so much of their favor and resources to obtain Silver Vein Snowflakes."
Lorne realized that the value system of measuring people by their interests exists everywhere. Even prestigious families in the magical world will not hesitate to abandon their members once they find that the value they bring is not worth the effort they put in.
"So I have to do it myself."
Cecilia raised her eyes, her cool gaze revealing a calm yet almost stubborn resolve:
"My potion-making skills are not high enough, and I have no weight in Professor Sylvie's mind. If I rashly ask for it, I will most likely be rejected. Even if I can afford the price, I will not give such an important magical plant to me."
"But you were personally invited into the greenhouse by her. She will listen carefully to what you say. You just need to pass on a message for me, and I will talk to the professor about the rest myself. If she doesn't agree, I will not pester her."
Lorne pondered for a moment.
This request is much more reasonable and less risky than "sneaking someone in." He was just helping to pass on a message, and the final decision rested with Professor Sylvie. It wasn't a violation of the rules.
To put it bluntly, he's just a middleman.
"But senior," Lorne said,
"We don't seem to have much of a relationship, so doesn't it seem abrupt that you're asking me for help?"
Cecilia seemed to have been waiting for him to say that. She took out a dark blue badge from her sleeve, held it in her palm, and handed it to Lorne.
"The academy has a mission called 'Investigating an Evil Magical Organization,' which requires at least the skill level of a mid-level mage to be eligible to accept. The reward is twenty academic credits. I have completed most of the preliminary preparations and only need to complete the last few steps. I can transfer the mission to you. You just need to sign the mission form, and the credits will be yours."
Twenty credits!
Lorne was deeply moved.
Even though the dwarven alchemy workshop lacked magical materials for such an important task, it was only worth twenty credits, and he still split it with Meow Leon.
This task is worth twenty credits, and if he gets it, it will make up for a large part of his debt to Meow Leon and his credit shortfall.
It even surpasses all the income he has earned since the start of the semester.
"Deal." He decisively took the badge: "But whether the professor agrees or not is none of my business."
Cecilia finally smiled. She was already extremely beautiful, but her aloof nature made her rarely smile. Now, her unprecedented smile had a captivating charm that made it hard to look away.
But Lorne turned and left, silently repeating in his mind things like "the source of chaos caused by the Red Skull."
He could already feel the gazes around him. This senior seemed to be extremely famous in the college. Just by staying for a short while, she had attracted the attention of many people, whether intentionally or unintentionally. It was best not to get too involved unless necessary.
He knows a lot of stories about beautiful women causing trouble.
[Congratulations! With your extraordinary willpower, you resisted the alluring advances of the eldest daughter of a demonic family and preserved the clarity of your Dao heart. This act is known in the cultivation world as "Severing the Mortal World," a mental barrier that many powerful individuals spend their entire lives trying to overcome. You, with your Qi Refining cultivation, have prematurely seen through the illusions of the mortal world, greatly advancing your moral character!]
[Cultivation Points +5!]
Seeing Lorne's unwavering back, Cecilia was taken aback. She was always well aware of her own charm, but she simply didn't care. However, it was indeed rare to see Lorne so decisive, as if she were a block of wood.
Suddenly, she remembered something and called out loudly again:
"Junior, wait a minute. I heard you proposed a new concept for potion mixing in class. Could you explain it to me?"
Lorne didn't stop walking, as if he hadn't heard anything, and disappeared into the end of the grove.
……
at the same time.
The top floor of the Wood Elemental Tower is also the location of the famous Sylvie's Greenhouse.
The dome here is made of transparent crystal. Sunlight shines through the crystal walls, casting dappled light and shadow on the layers of greenery. Rather than a building, it is more like a miniature world that was magically taken from an ancient forest, with towering ancient trees, entwined vines, moss-covered paths, and rare plants that have long been extinct in the outside world.
In the center of the greenhouse, there was a small open space with several stone tables and benches. On the tables were several open parchment books and some scattered potion tools.
Three elderly men from the Potions Association were each squatting in different corners, engrossed in studying several plants.
One of them was Augustus, the vice president of the Potions Association. He had gray hair, a thick braided beard hanging down to his chest, and a short, stout build, like an old oak tree that had been stunted. He was squatting in front of a low shrub with silvery leaves, his nose almost touching the leaves, muttering incantations:
"The Silver Velvet is growing much better than last time I saw it. Sylvie's skill in wood magic is much better than mine was back then."
An elderly woman with meticulously combed silver hair and glasses with lenses as thick as the bottom of a bottle, standing not far away, was also surprised:
"The oldest Moonlight Vine I've ever seen is three hundred years old, and yours is at least five hundred years old. How did Sylvie manage that?"
She is Elsa, a senior judge of the Potions Association. She has a sharp tongue but an extremely accurate eye and is known in the potions world for her "unwavering judgment." Yet, she is now praising Professor Sylvie, which shows that this magical plant is indeed of superior quality.
In a rattan chair in the corner of the greenhouse, an elderly man with a beard so white it was almost transparent was nestled, his eyes half-closed.
They all came from the Potions Association and were among the most accomplished potion enthusiasts on the entire continent. Their purpose in coming to Sylvie's Greenhouse was to seek inspiration for the mission entrusted to them by the royal family, and to try to deduce some feasible formulas within the renowned Sylvie's Greenhouse.
However, judging from the distressed expressions on the faces of these living fossils of potion-making, it was clear that their trip had not been smooth either.