As Lanchi adjusted the search directory on the reception desk, the dark crystal screen began to shift, displaying a detailed list.

The crystal screen scrolled through a vast array of rare items.

Each line represented a treasure or magical artifact, described in pink font, with small icons at the end indicating their characteristics.

When Lanchi adjusted the sorting to rank from highest to lowest.

This time, high-level cards finally appeared at the top.

Lanchi gently touched a line, and a more detailed description and a three-dimensional image appeared in the center of the crystal screen—

【Roar of the Storm Dragon】

【Category: Spell Card】

【Grade: Pink Divine】

【Tier: 7】

【Effect: Knocks back and blows away all enemies within range centered on the user, and clears and defends against all attacks up to Tier 8 within range for 1 second. Cooldown time: 135 seconds.】

【Note: Morality first, do not sneak attack when people are unprepared.】

"This spell isn't bad."

Zestira leaned in a little from the side, her gaze quickly drawn to the specific identified effects of the card.

Its spell radius was twenty to thirty meters, without magical damage, possibly causing indirect physical damage, and it should more often be a defensive skill used to clear toxins, traps, and flying projectiles.

But she regretted it after she spoke.

In fact, she thought most pink Divine grade magic cards that were even just a little normal were very good.

Perhaps this card was much stronger than the Tier 4 and 5 cards she had seen before in terms of mechanics and stats.

But precisely because it was Tier 7, it might not be a strong spell card compared to other Tier 7 cards.

Most importantly, not to mention whether it was suitable, even if the teacher constantly challenged the Shadow World, it would take several years to use this card.

For a brief moment, the meeting room fell silent.

They carefully browsed the catalog, and the magic puppet in the reception area waited quietly.

"That's it."

This time, Lanchi made almost no hesitation. After reading the effect of the card, he directly confirmed his selection on the touch screen and said to the puppet小姐 (xiǎojiě, Miss).

"Huh?"

This made Zestira puzzled.

He didn't even continue looking at the Tier 6 wind attribute magic cards behind it.

"No prob,lem, ple,ase wai,t a mo,ment, I wi,ll pro,cess the fi,nal pro,cedures for you."

Receiving Lanchi's choice, the puppet's blue eyes flickered with a faint light. She smiled mechanically and began preparing for the exchange process.

Her fingers gently slid across the magic array on the reception desk, and then, the center of the reception desk began to open and a small circular platform recessed downwards.

Magical brilliance that distorted the transparent air began to appear on the platform, rotating like a vortex, gradually forming an outline, seemingly unsealing it from the interior of the vault through a barrier and transporting it out.

Soon after, a magic card the size of half a palm floated out of the platform.

Pink halos bloomed around the card, and the front of the card depicted an ancient storm dragon totem in the sky. Magical runes connected like stars, forming a dazzling image, and the complex magic纹路 (wénlù, patterns) inlaid on the edge of the card made it even more dazzling in the dim light.

The puppet reached out and gently picked up the magic card from the platform. Instantly, a gust of wind seemed to sweep through the entire meeting room, as if shrouded in the power of dragon language magic.

The puppet stretched out her hand and handed it to Lanchi, her voice full of mystery: "Please, take care, precious."

"Thank you."

Lanchi took the card. The moment he touched the semi-transparent card, he could feel the terrifying magical energy compressed inside.

He put it away, ending this visit.

"Goodbye, Mr. and Miss."

In the puppet's farewell, the door of the meeting room was opened again, and Lanchi and Zestira left the meeting room and entered the wide central road of the endless library.

"Teacher, why did you choose this card?"

Zestira stepped on the soft red carpet and asked in confusion, the road seeming to stretch even further in the silent library.

"Because it's wind attribute."

Lanchi replied.

This obviously made Zestira even more confused.

Lanchi didn't want to explain the decisive reason for his choice of this card.

In fact, it had very subjective fanboy elements. He had always wanted a very shocking, high-level wind magic.

As the two walked, the magic floor lamps on both sides of the road lit up again, illuminating the road ahead and adding a touch of brightness to the deep library.

After a moment of silence.

"Zestira, in your opinion, what are the benefits of this card?"

Lanchi asked.

Most magic has its merits, as long as it is used properly.

For example, those 【Mistake Healing】 series of magic cards, seemingly useless cards, can actually be put to use with wisdom.

Zestira buried her head seriously, thinking that the teacher was testing her.

The two continued to walk quietly along the road of the library. Every time they passed an area, they could randomly trigger wonderful magical phenomena. Occasionally, magical devices would appear in the corners, automatically playing a projection of a historical event or easter egg scene. Sometimes, when passing a piano, it would start playing a melodious tune by itself.

Suddenly, Zestira raised her head as if she understood something.

"This card also has the effect of safely demolishing buildings."

Zestira said to Lanchi.

"..."

Seeing that the teacher didn't say anything, Zestira continued,

"This card is essentially a defensive spell. Sometimes you don't subjectively want to destroy a building, but you are forced to use it to protect your own life. You shouldn't be primarily responsible for the property damage caused."

Although, but.

According to the current housing prices in the imperial capital of Herlom, if someone was carrying decades of loans, and two strong people fought and destroyed his house.

Then no matter who wins or loses, the next person to join the battlefield would probably be him, and he wouldn't need to wait for the court to make a decision.

The more Zestira thought about it now, the more she felt that the High Priest Caius, who had been reported by the teacher, was a bit miserable. He lost his job, his house was gone, and he still had to pay off his loan. It was said that Caius jumped off a building some time ago, but he didn't die.

Zestira had never heard of anyone forcing a cultist to commit suicide before.

"Have you been secretly reading legal books?"

Lanchi asked with a slight surprise after hearing this. He knew that Zestira didn't like studying, so he didn't suggest that she read them at all. He was actually more inclined towards happy education when teaching students, but he was a little stricter with students who liked to violate the rules.

"I haven't been reading for long."

Zestira nodded, her voice calm, but full of respect from the bottom of her heart,

"I now think that learning with you, teacher, is much more realistic than chasing after that Talia in my fantasy."

"How did Talia become a fantasy?"

"If she was really as powerful as I imagined she would be since I was a child, she would have succeeded in restoring her country long ago. On closer inspection, it's all just my wishful thinking. Rather than believing that Talia can restore her country, it's better to hope that she can rely on marrying a good man to help her restore her country."

"Heh."

Lanchi hadn't laughed before, but he was amused by Zestira's words.

That old woman still wants to find a sugar daddy; others rely on their looks, she's probably going to have to rely on a kitchen knife.

(End of this chapter)