Chapter 71: Cornelia's Dream Cat
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Chapter 71: Cornelia's Dream Cat
Nearly three weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
Dekan enjoyed his vibrant campus life. His daily routine still consisted of attending classes, crafting cards, and researching poisons. Most mornings, he spent with Cornelia. They were practically inseparable during their mandatory classes.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The difference now was that Croix might occasionally join them for lunch or afternoon library time. He would occasionally discuss advanced spell-related questions with Dekan. However, due to Croix's affiliation with the Mage College, his class schedule didn't always align with Dekan and Cornelia's.
Sunday.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a patchwork of fragmented shadows on the floor of Dekan's living room. With his eyes closed, Dekan furrowed his brows and turned over on the sofa. He stayed up late last night.
Even though he and Mielle tried to wrap up their research on poisons by 10 PM and go their separate ways, there were always those one or two days when they got carried away and lost track of time.
So they had no choice but to stay in Dekan’s dorm. Dekan gave up his bed for Mielle, who had no qualms treating his dorm room as her own.
Dekan felt like he wanted to sleep a little more, but there had been a faint sound in his ears since a while ago. Mielle must have already woken up. She was even more disciplined than Dekan.
After a while, he heard a gentle and slightly playful voice saying, "Thank you, I had a very comfortable sleep last night."
"Alright, alright, you can go now."
Dekan still didn't open his eyes but mumbled.
"You sure are a hard nut to crack."
Mielle's tone seemed a bit unhappy, but a mischievous smile couldn't help but appear on her face.
"You've always had this attitude in your speech. The one who takes things seriously loses."
"Hoo, then I'll be on my way, you continue to rest well."
"’Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1' on the table, you can take it. I'll be able to make another one on my own soon."
Dekan sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Mielle.
Once the blue-quality card is successfully developed, it will be easy for Dekan to reproduce it.
"Oh, alright."
Upon hearing this, Mielle smiled and walked into the card-making workshop, taking away the masterpiece they successfully developed together last night.
[Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Rarity: Blue Rare]
[Tier: 3]
[Effect: Inflicts continuous weak poison and bleeding status. This spell can be triggered from a distance, and the poison cannot be purified.]
[Note: Current version is 3.1, equipped with new communication toxins, bringing an unparalleled tormenting experience! - Developer's Diary.]
"By the way, you'll be going to the Shadow World again next week, right?"
Dekan was worried that Cornelia's mood would be even lower in the Shadow World.
So he had to make a decision now.
Should I sacrifice myself a bit to make Cornelia feel better?
"A six-foot tall man can't turn into a cat," Dekan shook his head.
So on this sunny Sunday morning, Dekan used the "Polymorph: Elven Cat" in his dorm room to become a noble and graceful light gray elven cat, resembling a western doll.
"Well, I guess that's because I'm so kind-hearted."
This sensation of lowered perspective and a light body unexpectedly felt quite good.
Strangely, Dekan found himself addicted to it.
That was one reason why he was somewhat resistant to turning into a cat; he was afraid of becoming addicted to this state.
His body felt so agile that he had the urge to dance.
"Just once, just once..."
After letting go of his hesitation, Dekan hummed a song with his nose, taking steps with his agile four legs.
Since he had transformed, he might as well enjoy being an elven cat.
Soon, he arrived at the grassy area in the back mountains.
Basking in the comfortable warmth of late autumn, he couldn't resist rolling around on the soft grass for a few rounds.
The gentle breeze was just right.
Ah, it was so enjoyable.
Dekan felt like he was experiencing something twice as relaxing as his human form.
Could being a furry ball be this blissful?
The sense of weariness that had already disappeared returned.
When Dekan came to his senses, he had already fallen into a deep slumber.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
When Cornelia came to the back mountain with cat lure potions and cat food, she saw a lazy little cat lying under the tree where she often stayed.
Cornelia hesitated for a moment but decided to approach.
As expected, the elven cat would probably be scared away by her in a little while and run off.
However, as she approached step by step, the little cat didn't react at all.
This made her heart gradually race.
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Chapter 71: Cornelia's Dream Cat
Nearly three weeks passed in the blink of an eye.
Dekan enjoyed his vibrant campus life. His daily routine still consisted of attending classes, crafting cards, and researching poisons. Most mornings, he spent with Cornelia. They were practically inseparable during their mandatory classes.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.
The difference now was that Croix might occasionally join them for lunch or afternoon library time. He would occasionally discuss advanced spell-related questions with Dekan. However, due to Croix's affiliation with the Mage College, his class schedule didn't always align with Dekan and Cornelia's.
Sunday.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a patchwork of fragmented shadows on the floor of Dekan's living room. With his eyes closed, Dekan furrowed his brows and turned over on the sofa. He stayed up late last night.
Even though he and Mielle tried to wrap up their research on poisons by 10 PM and go their separate ways, there were always those one or two days when they got carried away and lost track of time.
So they had no choice but to stay in Dekan’s dorm. Dekan gave up his bed for Mielle, who had no qualms treating his dorm room as her own.
Dekan felt like he wanted to sleep a little more, but there had been a faint sound in his ears since a while ago. Mielle must have already woken up. She was even more disciplined than Dekan.
After a while, he heard a gentle and slightly playful voice saying, "Thank you, I had a very comfortable sleep last night."
"Alright, alright, you can go now."
Dekan still didn't open his eyes but mumbled.
"You sure are a hard nut to crack."
Mielle's tone seemed a bit unhappy, but a mischievous smile couldn't help but appear on her face.
"You've always had this attitude in your speech. The one who takes things seriously loses."
"Hoo, then I'll be on my way, you continue to rest well."
"’Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1' on the table, you can take it. I'll be able to make another one on my own soon."
Dekan sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Mielle.
Once the blue-quality card is successfully developed, it will be easy for Dekan to reproduce it.
"Oh, alright."
Upon hearing this, Mielle smiled and walked into the card-making workshop, taking away the masterpiece they successfully developed together last night.
[Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1]
[Category: Spell Card]
[Rarity: Blue Rare]
[Tier: 3]
[Effect: Inflicts continuous weak poison and bleeding status. This spell can be triggered from a distance, and the poison cannot be purified.]
[Note: Current version is 3.1, equipped with new communication toxins, bringing an unparalleled tormenting experience! - Developer's Diary.]
"By the way, you'll be going to the Shadow World again next week, right?"
Dekan was worried that Cornelia's mood would be even lower in the Shadow World.
So he had to make a decision now.
Should I sacrifice myself a bit to make Cornelia feel better?
"A six-foot tall man can't turn into a cat," Dekan shook his head.
So on this sunny Sunday morning, Dekan used the "Polymorph: Elven Cat" in his dorm room to become a noble and graceful light gray elven cat, resembling a western doll.
"Well, I guess that's because I'm so kind-hearted."
This sensation of lowered perspective and a light body unexpectedly felt quite good.
Strangely, Dekan found himself addicted to it.
That was one reason why he was somewhat resistant to turning into a cat; he was afraid of becoming addicted to this state.
His body felt so agile that he had the urge to dance.
"Just once, just once..."
After letting go of his hesitation, Dekan hummed a song with his nose, taking steps with his agile four legs.
Since he had transformed, he might as well enjoy being an elven cat.
Soon, he arrived at the grassy area in the back mountains.
Basking in the comfortable warmth of late autumn, he couldn't resist rolling around on the soft grass for a few rounds.
The gentle breeze was just right.
Ah, it was so enjoyable.
Dekan felt like he was experiencing something twice as relaxing as his human form.
Could being a furry ball be this blissful?
The sense of weariness that had already disappeared returned.
When Dekan came to his senses, he had already fallen into a deep slumber.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
When Cornelia came to the back mountain with cat lure potions and cat food, she saw a lazy little cat lying under the tree where she often stayed.
Cornelia hesitated for a moment but decided to approach.
As expected, the elven cat would probably be scared away by her in a little while and run off.
However, as she approached step by step, the little cat didn't react at all.
This made her heart gradually race.
Chapter 71: Cornelia's Dream CatNearly three weeks passed in the blink of an eye.Dekan enjoyed his vibrant campus life. His daily routine still consisted of attending classes, crafting cards, and researching poisons. Most mornings, he spent with Cornelia. They were practically inseparable during their mandatory classes.The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Nvl1n.The difference now was that Croix might occasionally join them for lunch or afternoon library time. He would occasionally discuss advanced spell-related questions with Dekan. However, due to Croix's affiliation with the Mage College, his class schedule didn't always align with Dekan and Cornelia's.Sunday.The early morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a patchwork of fragmented shadows on the floor of Dekan's living room. With his eyes closed, Dekan furrowed his brows and turned over on the sofa. He stayed up late last night.Even though he and Mielle tried to wrap up their research on poisons by 10 PM and go their separate ways, there were always those one or two days when they got carried away and lost track of time.So they had no choice but to stay in Dekan's dorm. Dekan gave up his bed for Mielle, who had no qualms treating his dorm room as her own.Dekan felt like he wanted to sleep a little more, but there had been a faint sound in his ears since a while ago. Mielle must have already woken up. She was even more disciplined than Dekan.After a while, he heard a gentle and slightly playful voice saying, "Thank you, I had a very comfortable sleep last night.""Alright, alright, you can go now."Dekan still didn't open his eyes but mumbled."You sure are a hard nut to crack."Mielle's tone seemed a bit unhappy, but a mischievous smile couldn't help but appear on her face."You've always had this attitude in your speech. The one who takes things seriously loses.""Hoo, then I'll be on my way, you continue to rest well.""'Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1' on the table, you can take it. I'll be able to make another one on my own soon."Dekan sat up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Mielle.Once the blue-quality card is successfully developed, it will be easy for Dekan to reproduce it."Oh, alright."Upon hearing this, Mielle smiled and walked into the card-making workshop, taking away the masterpiece they successfully developed together last night.Extremely Poisonous Spike 3.1Category: Spell CardRarity: Blue RareTier: 3Effect: Inflicts continuous weak poison and bleeding status. This spell can be triggered from a distance, and the poison cannot be purified.Note: Current version is 3.1, equipped with new communication toxins, bringing an unparalleled tormenting experience! - Developer's Diary."By the way, you'll be going to the Shadow World again next week, right?"Dekan was worried that Cornelia's mood would be even lower in the Shadow World.So he had to make a decision now.Should I sacrifice myself a bit to make Cornelia feel better?"A six-foot tall man can't turn into a cat," Dekan shook his head.So on this sunny Sunday morning, Dekan used the "Polymorph: Elven Cat" in his dorm room to become a noble and graceful light gray elven cat, resembling a western doll."Well, I guess that's because I'm so kind-hearted."This sensation of lowered perspective and a light body unexpectedly felt quite good.Strangely, Dekan found himself addicted to it.That was one reason why he was somewhat resistant to turning into a cat; he was afraid of becoming addicted to this state.His body felt so agile that he had the urge to dance."Just once, just once..."After letting go of his hesitation, Dekan hummed a song with his nose, taking steps with his agile four legs.Since he had transformed, he might as well enjoy being an elven cat.Soon, he arrived at the grassy area in the back mountains.Basking in the comfortable warmth of late autumn, he couldn't resist rolling around on the soft grass for a few rounds.The gentle breeze was just right.Ah, it was so enjoyable.Dekan felt like he was experiencing something twice as relaxing as his human form.Could being a furry ball be this blissful?The sense of weariness that had already disappeared returned.When Dekan came to his senses, he had already fallen into a deep slumber.He didn't know how much time had passed.When Cornelia came to the back mountain with cat lure potions and cat food, she saw a lazy little cat lying under the tree where she often stayed.Cornelia hesitated for a moment but decided to approach.As expected, the elven cat would probably be scared away by her in a little while and run off.However, as she approached step by step, the little cat didn't react at all.This made her heart gradually race.
