His mysterious blue eyes widened slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his beautiful face. It was as if he had learned for the first time that this kind of characteristic existed in the girl.
But the next moment, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the reaction of the young man in front of her, the blond half-elf girl took a breath, pursed her red lips, raised her beautiful eyebrows, and stared at Anvis with dissatisfaction in her clear ocean-like eyes.
"Oh, don't get me wrong, Senior Claire, I didn't take your words to heart."
As if he understood the meaning in the girl's eyes, Anvis raised his hands slightly and explained it gracefully.
"Do you still remember my origin, the Olivendi family in the north known as the 'Immortal Crystal Bird'?"
"As a direct descendant who has not yet held his coming-of-age ceremony, the fact that my family can safely allow me to come to this island naturally means that I currently have enough abilities to ensure my own safety."
When mentioning the title of 'The Immortal Crystal Bird' that was circulated in the outside world, a hint of self-mockery flashed through the depths of Anvis's eyes.
As he spoke, he spread his right hand and tilted his body slightly. He gestured to Claire, who was standing silently behind him the whole time, wearing a brown linen cloak and looking inconspicuous.
"Let me introduce, this is Qiaomu, His Excellency Qiaomu Olivendi, an eighth-level powerhouse.
During this trip to the island, he will protect my safety."
Upon hearing Anvis' introduction to him, Qiao Mu's eyes flashed with gratitude.
Although he is at the eighth level, he is only Anvis's bodyguard at this time.
When Anvis introduced his name, he still used the surname "Olivendi", which was equivalent to introducing him to Claire as an elder of the family.
Seeing the half-elf girl looking over with curiosity, he nodded slightly to the girl as a greeting.
Nodding her head understandingly, Claire understood where Anvis' confidence lay, and the dissatisfaction in her eyes disappeared.
After thinking about it, the girl decided to use the experience of the old mage who brought her up to warn Anvis not to let down his guard because of this.
"The eighth level is indeed very strong. However, the teacher who brought me up is also an eighth level spell caster."
"On the eve of my enrollment, he ran into big trouble because of me. It took a lot of treasures and resources to temporarily repel those strange enemies."
"It is precisely because of this that my teacher sent me to Pamir College. In order to protect me, he also hopes to find a way to solve this trait in me."
"Is that so? That's it."
Anvis nodded and put away the expression on his face.
For some reason, the girl always felt that he was not very surprised.
"Don't worry, Senior Claire, according to your description, it will take a long time for this trait of yours to take effect on high-level professionals."
"Besides, with Mr. Qiaomu here, most of the things on this island are not a threat to me——"
Thinking of the way he appeared just now, Anvis changed his words slightly and made a summary of his words.
"Okay, Avis."
Claire nodded and fell silent again.
Having come to this point, she was naturally not prepared to chase Anvis away.
Moreover, in a secret corner deep in the girl's heart, she was still secretly hoping that the boy could stay with her.
If it goes on for a long time, it may put the teenager in danger.
Then, just for a little while, that's all.
The air between the three people fell silent again, and only the faint crackling sound of the bonfire was left in the air.
Anvis's eyes turned to the small orange-red bonfire, the fragrant rabbit stew pot and toasted bread.
The surface of the bread has been toasted and slightly browned, and the dried rabbit stewed in the pot has been cooked to a crisp. The rising bubbles are rolling together with the light brown mushrooms, and the aroma is fragrant.
Noticing Avis' gaze, Claire took off a piece of toast skewered on a sharpened twig and slowly handed it to him.
"Want to eat some together? I also have a lot of dried meat and bread here that can be baked again."
"Oh, thank you, Senior Claire, but I also brought my own lunch. I think we can eat together."
After looking at the small stew pot, which was slightly small in size and obviously only for one person, Anvis took the bread from the girl's hand with a smile and turned to Jom.
"Sir Qiaomu, please bring out our lunch."
"Okay, Sir Avis."
Nodding, Qiaomu took out two cube constant boxes about fifty centimeters long and wide from a special ring on his left hand.
The constant box is made of dark silver, and a special constant array is engraved inside, so that it can achieve long-term heat preservation and freshness preservation effects.
His spiritual power extended to the nearby ruins rocks, and Qiao Mu controlled the magical effects of the School of Change, temporarily shaping a long rock table and two stone back chairs.
Then, he took out a snow-white tablecloth from the constant box and laid it on the long table, and placed various delicacies made with rare magic ingredients on the surface of the long table in order.
“Sir Anvis, today’s lunch is abalone ice crystal bamboo shoots, snow truffle and cheese toast, black pepper mandura lamb chops, misty sea lobster salad, ice sea caviar egg tart, bright raspberry layer cake, and star fruit.
Ice cream…”
Staring blankly at this scene, Claire slowly lowered her head, glanced at the slightly dry toast in her hand, and then looked at the delicacies on the stone table over in Anvis, and suddenly felt a deep feeling from this world.
Malice.
When she looked at Anvis again, her eyes were filled with a silent accusation against the rich.
However, what was reflected in her eyes as clear as the ocean was the smiling figure of a young man holding a bunch of toast and waving to her.
"Don't be stunned, Senior Sister Claire, let's eat together, that's the chair prepared for us. As an eighth-level professional, Mr. Qiaomu doesn't need to eat these foods with low magic power."
On the other side, Qiao Mu had already placed two sets of tableware and decorative vases on the table, and stood behind one of the chairs again.
"By the way, we have the last dish——"
Under the girl's gaze, Anvis walked to the campfire, lifted the cooked pocket rabbit stew pot, and placed it in the center of the long stone table.
Then, he bowed slightly like a gentleman and elegantly asked the girl to take a seat first.
"Anvis, do you always eat like this when you are outside?"
Sitting at the snow-white dining table, holding silver tableware in his hands and a white napkin tied to his chest.
In a daze, the girl even had the illusion that she was not exploring in the wild, but suddenly returned to the tower restaurant of the college.
"That's right. This is a simple outdoor meal prepared by the family. Since it is packed in a special permanent lunch box, I am more accustomed to calling it a 'lunch box'——"
Cutting a piece of toast from the branch with a table knife, Anvis smiled and spoke.