Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 89: Return

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: Return

Having lost the assimilation and interference of chaotic spiritual power, Pekara’s mental state began to recover at once.

Under the healing of the two and her own talisman, the girl’s pale face opened her eyes.

"Anvis, Sister Claire, what is this... Uh—"

Gazing vaguely at the two people in front of her, Pekara instinctively recalled what had happened before.

However, with these memories, a sharp pain exploded in the girl’s mind.

Pekara held her head in torture as if struck by lightning, eyes tightly shut, her tender face painfully wrinkled together, drenched in cold sweat.

"You’ve been wounded by an alien spiritual power, do not use your spiritual power for a short time and try not to recall deliberately."

Claire waved her hand gently, casting a Second Rank pain suppression spell.

A ripple of faint magic power provide temporary relief to the girl’s pain.

Since Pekara was injured, the three quickly divided the items in the secret chamber and returned along the original path.

Following Anvis’s suggestion, the black sand-like anomaly element left by the stone slab was divided equally into three portions, with each person taking one.

"What did you discover?"

In the plaza, after checking Pekara’s condition, Nancy turned her head, her profound black pupils under glowing glasses appeared slightly puzzled as she looked at Anvis and Claire.

The two exchanged a glance, and considering her role as a senior, Claire took the initiative to explain to Mentor Nancy the ins and outs of the situation.

Afterwards, she also took out part of the transformed sand from the stone slab and handed it over to Nancy for examination.

"Your luck is quite good indeed..."

After carefully examining the sand grains that were anomaly elements, Nancy raised her slender eyebrows, her doll-like delicate face conveying an unspeakable expression.

A relic that had already been thoroughly explored by academy explorers, and you’ve somehow dug up an ultra-small anomaly zone?

Are you treasure-hunting mice?!

Despite the strangeness in her heart, Nancy continued her inspection.

After completing the inspection of the anomaly elements, she returned them to Claire and the petite girl mentor opened the enormous dark-colored magic guidebook that was somewhat disproportionate to her stature.

Controlled by her powerful spiritual power, the hefty dark magic guidebook floated before her, pages flipping rapidly, and finally came to a stop at a certain page in the middle.

A trail of faint silver-white rune radiance shone from the pages, and then, Nancy extended her fair arm, palm towards Pekara, and cast a High Rank healing magic.

"Soul’s Praise—"

A pale cyan inscription halo, wrapped in starlight, formed from Nancy’s slender, green onions-like fingers.

Then, with a sudden flash, it branded on the girl’s forehead, and slowly sank into her body, gradually repairing the girl’s damaged Spirit Space.

"Mhm..."

When Nancy’s magic ended, Pekara hummed softly, opening her pale eyes and looked at the people around her.

"Mentor... Anvis... Claire..."

"Alright, rest here now that you’re awake, remember not to use spiritual power. After returning to the academy, go to the recovery zone for further treatment."

Without waiting for Pekara to say more, Nancy raised her finger, signaling the girl to remain quiet for now.

Then, she turned towards Claire and Anvis.

"Now, take me to see your discovery—"

Soon, the group once again arrived at that secret chamber.

Nancy carefully inspected the room’s layout, and in front of the metal cabinet that once held the stone slate, the silver-haired girl mentor closed her eyes slightly and stood quietly for a moment.

Eventually, she reopened her eyes and gently shook her head, indicating that she hadn’t found anything valuable.

.........

Soon, three Magic Times hurriedly passed by.

The light ball in the sky emitted a golden radiance, much like the afterglow of the setting sun, casting a magnificent golden coat over the ancient city.

Everyone gathered again in the square with their respective finds.

Most of the students found some ancient Elf stone sculpture artifacts, ceramic vessels, powerless equipment fragments, and some even found scattered coins.

Except for Pekara who was injured unexpectedly, everyone else encountered no danger.

Afterwards, Nancy led everyone back to the academy, and Pekara was sent to the academy’s Spirit Damage Recovery Area for further healing treatment.

Before parting, Anvis exchanged Identity Seals with two girls.

......

Back at his residence, Anvis began to organize the findings of this expedition.

Whether it was due to the Ancient Secret Scriptures or the special powers that transformed him during the traversal, the greatest danger of this adventure had no effect on Anvis.

This also convinced him of one thing: the negative influence of Claire’s aura could be resisted.

"Automatically getting involved in various events, and being able to passively use (consume) companions, should I say it’s worthy of a future Legendary Explorer?"

With a silent sigh, Anvis opened the Ancient Secret Scripture and turned to the page where he sealed the chaotic fluctuations during the day.

The page was filled with disordered lines, like meaningless scribbles of a child’s random doodles. Yet, the colors of these lines exhibited a special translucent quality, quite peculiar.

After inspecting Pekara’s injuries, Anvis estimated that the power of this fluctuation reached at least Third Rank.

With the strange chaotic nature accompanying it, even a Fourth Rank warrior facing it would find it very unpleasant.

Moreover, this fluctuation was clearly not an intentional Attack by the Amoeba, it was merely an instinctual, meaningless outburst due to taking heavy damage.

After a brief observation, Anvis proficiently extended his spiritual power and connected to the Ancient Secret Scripture.

After a familiar transformation, new changes appeared on the page.

A strange feeling arose in Anvis’ heart: he could control the release of this ripple on the page with his own will.

Of course, he could only release it, not control it.

Accompanying this sensation in his heart was a piece of detailed information about the ripple.

[A ripple of spiritual power fully surging with the concept of chaos, from some extremely ancient alien object]

...The familiarity filled with commentary information made Anvis inadvertently associate it with a player’s game panel.

"So, what exactly are players to this world?"

Casually pondering, Anvis put away the Ancient Secret Scripture and took out a new piece of paper, carefully listing the information gained from this expedition with the Magic Feather Pen.

First, Purple Moon Amis’ direction at least once changed during the distant ancient times.

Next, some ancient being, riding on the trajectory of Purple Moon, crossed the Star Gate, coming from the silent and cold dark vacuum from afar.

Lastly, during the Ancient Golden Age, the High Elves who had reached their peak had already acquired the capability to ascend the Moon Surface.

Grr——→recommendation ticket