"How is she?"

Reiner asked, in a soft voice.

"The magic power is exhausted, and the backlash caused by forcibly overstepping the level of spell casting has some damage to the soul, but fortunately, Claire is still young, and she only needs to rest for a few days after taking the medicine to return to normal, as for the follow-up effects, you have to observe before you can draw conclusions."

The old woman beside him replied that this was one of the only four remaining teachers in Crescent Academy, Susan, who taught alchemy and necromancy. Mrs. Michelle, who also works as the school's school nurse, sounds odd.

The two of them looked at Claire lying on the bed, the blonde woman with her eyes closed and sleeping quietly, she had just taken the potion concocted by Mrs. Michelle and was in a deep sleep.

This is Claire's room, which is a little too plain compared to a girl's room, with brown curtains, wooden furniture, bookshelves full of magical books, and even the bedding is simple gray, and while Mrs. Michelle is looking for a change of clothes for Claire, Reiner accidentally glances at her closet, which doesn't even have a skirt except for the mage robe and a few monotonous shirts.

It is clear that this teacher did not spend her girlhood as she should, and her childhood must have been spent in books.

The only thing that can show the personality of the owner is probably the barbecue-like pillow, which makes Reiner a little curious, how much this teacher likes to eat meat.

"It's good that there's no big problem."

Reiner nodded, Claire in pajamas lost her usual momentum, at first glance she was an ordinary girl, Reiner's gaze swept Claire's face and looked at the silver pendant on the bedside table.

Although he really wanted to analyze the spell above, the three-ring spell was still a bit dangerous after all, and Reiner could only give up for the time being and not die.

"Claire treats this thing like a treasure."

Mrs. Michelle said, as if she missed it.

"Does this bird have any meaning?"

Reiner saw that Mrs. Michelle seemed to know something, and asked.

"This is the Thorn Bird, a bird that is said to have a soul-shaking song, but it sings only once in its life, and that is when it is dying."

Mrs. Michelle's voice was low, and she looked out the window and spoke eloquently.

"Before dying, the thorn bird will continue to fly, in order to find a thorn that belongs to it, when found, the poor bird will plunge into the thorn, and then sing loudly, the song goes straight to the soul, shocking people's hearts, and the song is over, and the life of the thorn bird also comes to an end, and finally falls."

Of course, this is only legend, Mrs. Michelle added at the end.

It always felt a little unlucky, Reiner thought, remembering Claire saying that this was an apology from some nobleman who had bullied her, and it seemed that the nobleman who gave away this kind of pendant was not a good thing.

"Let's let her rest."

Mrs. Michelle said, and left Claire's room.

Reiner sat for a moment, then stood up, his eyes casually scanning the shelves, only to notice that several of them looked a little different.

He walked over to the bookshelf and pulled out a thick book labeled "Ancient Potions", but when it left the shelf, it suddenly fell apart, and several thinner books fell out of it.

"Huh?"

Reiner hurriedly looked back at Claire, thankfully she had slept soundly and hadn't woken up from the commotion.

Looking at the book in his hand, at this time, Reiner realized that this "Ancient Potions" was just an empty shell, and the books scattered on the ground were the ontology.

"What is this?"

He bent down and picked up a few of them.

"Poor Noble Mage", "Tainted with Your Magic", "The Young Apprentice of the Domineering Mage".

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How does it feel a little weird?

Reiner opened one of them with curiosity, only to find out that it was a novel.

And it's also a so-called girl's novel.

The content of these books is very cliché, basically an ordinary heroine who is lonely, but meets the favor of a powerful mage, including amnesia caused by a spell accident, various misunderstandings that make the two sides go their separate ways, and the vicious supporting actress intends to snatch the male protagonist and other classic bridges.

For Reiner, the content of this novel is a bit rudimentary compared to all the popular literature on the planet, but considering that a subject like the lonely foodie can become popular in every city, this kind of novel is not too bad.

It's just that Reiner probably needs to revise his opinion, Claire's girlhood is indeed normal.

Carefully putting the books back, Reiner left Claire's room, he hadn't eaten lunch yet, he was a little hungry, and he wanted to go to the kitchen to find some food.

Slipping downstairs, Reiner came to the kitchen, where most of the cooking was given to the alchemy creatures, and at this time the alchemy creatures were resting, so at this point in time, the kitchen was empty.

He went to the storeroom, cut a sausage, smoothed two more slices of bacon, and took another egg.

Light the stove, put a small piece of butter on the pan, add the bacon and sausages to fry a little, then beat in the eggs, sprinkle a little sea salt and pepper, and it's ready to go.

Reiner turned around, went to get another piece of bread, poured half a glass of cheap red wine, and when he turned to serve the plate, he found that the familiar tiger striped kitten had somehow climbed onto the stove and licked its paws beside the scented food.

"Don't tell anyone."

Reiner thought for a moment and cut half a slice of bacon with a knife for the kitten, but it sniffed the slices of meat and did not immediately take a bite of it, but continued to stare directly at the meat on the plate.

"What more do you want?"

The fork moved up and down the plate, and Reiner saw that the kitten's eyes were resting on the sausage, so he had to cut off another third of the sausage and put it with the half of the bacon.

At this time, the kitten barked as if satisfied, and lowered its head to nibble on the bacon.

Reiner also picked up the bread, buttered it, and quickly ate the piece of bread and the meat dish on the plate.

"Where the hell are you from?"

Having eaten and drunk enough, Reiner asked as he stroked the cat.

But the kitten didn't seem to understand Reiner's words at all, and only squinted his eyes, enjoying Reiner's service, and turning his head from time to time to make him scratch the other side.

Having enjoyed enough, the kitten snorted again, jumped off the stove, and slipped out through the window.

Reiner also stood up, put the tray in the sink, and left the kitchen.

He wanted to take a walk in the courtyard to eat, but the alchemical statue informed Reiner that there was a letter addressed to him.

"Could it be that the results of the review of the paper have come out?"

Reiner thought to himself that it was only a few days before he sent his paper, and at the normal pace, it was time to give feedback on the review of the paper.

But when he opened the letter from the Rainbow Tower, what he saw was not a review opinion of the paper, or even a letter of invitation from an academic journal.

It was an invitation.