"Sorry, I will be back in a while, you two can continue," Adrian said and quickly left the aviary, heading straight to Mrs. Rena's office.
Adrian hurried through the hallways, his mind racing with a new idea. There might not be caras or phones in this world, but there are definitely other ways to capture monts. Just like the surveillance spells the academy uses or there might be more he doesn't know about.
The thought of using a magical item or so form of enchanted artifact to record or photograph Ignis and Noxy struck him as both practical and innovative. If Mrs. Rena was willing to collaborate, this could not only be a way to solve the current problem but also create sothing beneficial for the sanctuary.
Reaching Mrs. Rena's office, Adrian knocked on the door with a renewed sense of purpose.
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"Co in," Mrs. Rena called, her voice as calm as before.
Adrian stepped inside, and Mrs. Rena looked up, a bit surprised to see him back so soon. "Adrian? Did you forget sothing?"
Adrian shook his head. "No, but I had an idea. Earlier, I ntioned the odd scent and how it might be connected to the beasts' behavior. While I was thinking about that, sothing else occurred to . I think we could use a magical artifact to docunt what's happening in the aviary or in the whole sanctuary."
Mrs. Rena's eyebrows lifted slightly, intrigued. "A magical artifact? What do you have in mind?"
Adrian sat down, leaning forward. "There are ways to capture images or even record events using enchanted items or spells, right? If we could create sothing like that—or if it already exists—we could monitor the aviary without being there physically. It would give us a clear view of what's going on, and it might help us identify what or who's causing the strange behavior."
Mrs. Rena tapped her chin thoughtfully. "You're talking about a type of enchanted crystal or mirror. They do exist, but they're usually used in high-security areas or for official purposes. Acquiring one might be difficult and expensive. I would have done so if our sanctuary...
Never mind, still, thank you for the suggestion."
"What is it? Is the sanctuary in so kind of trouble? Do you need help?" Adrian asked relieved she finally talked about it.
"...No," But it seems Mrs. Rena was more stubborn than he thought.
But he wasn't the type to give up easily either.
"If you have a financial problem, I can help with it." He said, his expression solemn.
Mrs. Rena raised her eyebrow, clearly suspicious. Well, he was just a student in her eyes after all.
Adrian understood from her gaze - it was like she was saying 'You?'.
Mrs. Rena chuckled softly at Adrian's offer, her eyes filled with a mix of amusent and appreciation. "This is big, student Adrian. I appreciate the thought, but you can't help with this one."
Adrian smiled inwardly, thinking, 'Should I throw the bait?' He decided to take the plunge.
"Mrs. Rena, have you heard about the mysterious person who made a huge amount of money during the academy tournant period?" Adrian asked, his tone casual but his eyes sharp, watching her reaction closely.
Mrs. Rena paused, her expression shifting slightly. "I have heard a few rumors about soone like that. But those are just stories, aren't they?"
Adrian leaned back in his chair, keeping his tone light. "Stories, yes. But sotis, stories are based on reality. What if that person wasn't just a rumor? And, what if they could help the sanctuary?"
Mrs. Rena's eyes narrowed slightly, curiosity piqued. "And you think you can connect to this mysterious benefactor?"
Adrian smiled, finally seeing a crack in her guarded deanor. "I might be able to do more than that. I could be that person."
Mrs. Rena's eyes widened, but she quickly masked her surprise with a polite smile. "Student Adrian, that's quite the claim. You must understand how serious such matters are."
"I do," Adrian replied calmly. "Which is why I wouldn't bring it up if I weren't confident. But you are right, I can act as the bridge between the mysterious rich man and your sanctuary."
Mrs. Rena studied him for a long mont, her expression unreadable. Finally, she sighed and leaned back in her chair. "Very well, Adrian. You've piqued my interest. But I have a question.
Why are you, no, the person behind you going to such lengths to help our sanctuary? Everyone knows that there's no such thing as a free lunch, am I wrong?"
Adrian t Mrs. Rena's gaze with a steady look, understanding the weight of her question. She was right—people rarely offer help without expecting sothing in return. But he had thought this through, and he knew what he was offering wasn't just charity; it was an opportunity for both of them.
"You're absolutely right, Mrs. Rena," Adrian began, his voice calm and asured. "There's always a reason behind every offer. And in this case, it's not just about helping the sanctuary—though that's definitely a big part of it. The person I'm representing is interested in long-term investnts, ones that align with their principles and goals.
They believe that supporting a place like the Wild Heart Sanctuary could benefit everyone involved, especially when it cos to the preservation and care of magical beasts."
He leaned forward slightly, his eyes serious. "The sanctuary has also a unique value. It's not just about the financial return—it's about what this place represents: the famous and reputable history and the potential to regain their forr glory, or even surpass it."
"..." Mrs. Rena went silent as she heard him and stared at him.
Adrian could feel the weight of Mrs. Rena's gaze as she assessed him. Her silence was palpable, filled with a mixture of skepticism and contemplation. She wasn't one to be easily swayed, and Adrian knew he had to tread carefully.
Finally, Mrs. Rena spoke, her voice asured. "You speak with conviction, Adrian. And while I appreciate your confidence, I can't help but wonder—how do they know so much about our sanctuary? And what exactly does this person expect in return for their investnt?"
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