The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 315 Sylph's Treehouse
Around 4 p.m., we finally flew to the vicinity of the old oak tree.

Looking at it from a distance, Moran almost didn't recognize the place.

The old oak tree originally grew alone on a small hillside, with other trees growing at the foot of the hill.

But now, the entire hillside has been transformed into terraced fields, which are planted with many mutated plants.

Moreover, apart from that small patch of land on the mountaintop, the rest of the land is planted with high-yield mutant crops.

Just by looking at the huge ears of wheat in that vast field, Moran understood how Sylph could have made sure Vasita was well-fed!
Moran was still somewhat puzzled: "Sylph, why are you growing so many crops? Didn't you already understand the characteristics of these mutated crops when you were in the greenhouse?"

"The crops on the periphery were actually planted by Bi'er. After she signed a magical pet contract with me, her planting ability improved to a new level. Planting more crops will help her consolidate and enhance her abilities."

Another function is that it allows wild animals attracted by my plants to eat their fill in the outer fields, so they won't harm the plants I cultivate in the center.

"Moreover, Beryl has a strong sense of the farmland she tends. She can detect wild animals intruding in time and then use the plants to drive them away with fairy magic similar to vine spells," Sylph said.

"So these crops aren't grown for our own consumption, but for wild animals?" Vasita asked incredulously.

She often went hungry, while Sylph was always feeding wild animals!
Are fairies really that powerful? So small, yet they cultivate an entire mountain of fields?

If she could have one, could the fairy farm and raise her?

"The point isn't to let wild animals eat them! It's to prevent them from destroying the plants I've carefully cultivated!" Sylph said helplessly.

Vasita nodded: "Can I eat whatever I want?"

It's better to give her the benefit than to let the beast go to waste!

If the headmaster hadn't forbidden them from living together for an extended period, Vasita would have even considered staying in Sylph's fields, having Sylph provide meals while she chased away any wild animals that wandered into the fields.

“Go ahead, go ahead! It will grow back quickly after you eat it,” Sylph said.

Vasita happily flew towards the farmland.

Sylph then flew into the canopy of the old oak tree with Moran and the others, landing on the platform in front of her dwelling.

"Fou! You're finally back!" A little fairy appeared out of nowhere and flew to Sylph's side.

“No powerful beasts have come by lately, have they?” Sylph held out her hand and let her rest in her palm.

“No! The herbivores left after they were full, and the carnivores behaved themselves after I commanded the plants to beat them up.” Bi’er said, holding Sylph’s thumb.

Sylph patted her head: "You've had a tough time these past few days, Bea."

……

While Sylph and Bea were talking, Moran and the others had already toured Sylph's house.

Sylph's dwelling is a treehouse made primarily of wooden planks.

The roof was covered with thick, fluffy grass, and the walls of the house were covered with insect-repelling pothos. A pot of screaming bell flowers was placed on the windowsill.

There is a wooden platform in front of and behind the house, where many beautiful flowers and plants are planted.

Plants are also visible everywhere inside the house, and they seem to have become an integral part of the house.

It's clear that the structure and style of this cabin are exactly the same as the basic type of cabin they learned about in their wilderness survival class.

The furniture in the room was not much, and it was all made of plastic wood without much decoration.

Without the plants, it would just be an ordinary house built in a tree. But the addition of these plants has instantly added a lot of color to the wooden house, making it look like a small garden.

"This must be what elves' dwellings are like!" Ais exclaimed. "And so many of them are magical plants! Sylph's plant magic must be incredibly powerful!"

"No! It's only at the beginner level. They are mainly nourished by the magic power after being influenced by the Box of Myriad Things."

Sylph said:

"Oh, right, I'll show you something else good. The treehouse can't accommodate all of us here, but it can be there."

Sylph led them around to the back of the treehouse, and remembering Vasita who was still eating in the fields, she had Bir call her back first:
"Everyone, let's put our flying brooms against the wall for now! It'll be more fun that way."

"Fun?" Moran and the other four were completely confused.

Sylph stopped explaining and led them to the platform behind the house, making them stand in a row at the edge of the platform.

It is at least 20 meters above the ground here.

Looking down, it felt like I was about to fall.

At this moment, Sylph picked six small blue-green berries from an unidentified low shrub growing in a nearby terracotta pot, gave one to each of the five girls, and fed the last one to herself:
"Eat it!"

Moran looked at the berry hesitantly. With her extensive reading, she recognized all the plants in the inner area of ​​the academy, but she couldn't recall a single plant that matched this berry.

It looks somewhat like a blueberry, but its leaves, which are straight on one side and wavy on the other, are different from those of a blueberry tree, and the color of the fruit is also a bit off.

Then it is very likely that it is a mutated plant newly cultivated by Sylph.

I just don't know what its function is.

Seeing that Sylph ate it without hesitation, Moran figured there shouldn't be any problem. He fed it to himself, and it tasted similar to blueberries.

"Is this a mutated blueberry plant?" Moran asked, turning around.

Sylph had taken a step back without anyone noticing.

“That’s right.” After Sylph finished speaking, she flicked her wand in her sleeve and cast a whirlwind spell towards them.

While Moran was still wondering what kind of mutation the blueberry had undergone, she was caught off guard and blown off the platform.

Vasita and the others screamed in surprise, just like her; this was dozens of meters high!

However, they had all learned the art of feather fall and reacted quickly.

Before she could even think about why Sylph was doing this, she drew her wand and cast Featherfall to slow her descent.

Moran had just drawn his wand when he saw Sylph leap off the platform.

Wait, why are they falling so slowly?

Thinking of Sylph's deliberate arrangement and the mutated blueberry, Moran suddenly understood:
"Sylph? Is this a mutated blueberry with a similar effect to the Featherfall spell?"

“That’s right!” Sylph said. “I call it feather-drop blueberry. It’s usually used to describe the blueberry that falls from the tree into the field below.”

After screaming for a while, Ais and Alba were heartbroken to find that they had only fallen three meters behind.

"Sylph! How come even you're playing pranks?"