Chapter 141

Chapter 142: Riviria Dyes Izay with Her Own Colors (Third Update of the Day – Subscription Request)

As the first signs of twilight began to envelop the entire sky, an unusual bustle that wasn’t present during daylight swept through every corner of Orario.

Twilight Manor, Library.

Walking down the corridor saturated with the scent of ink and paper, Riviria led Izay to a massive bookshelf against the innermost wall.

The madam sighed, removing a certain book from its place before pushing the hidden compartment behind it.

With a “click,” the entire bookshelf sank into the wall, then slowly rotated with the sound of gears turning.

After rotating ninety degrees, the bookshelf stopped, revealing a spiral staircase passage paved with neatly aligned stone bricks in front of Riviria and Izay.

The passage spiraled downward, and both sides of the ceiling and walls were adorned with luminescent moss collected from the Dungeon, providing constant lighting without the need to replace magic stones periodically like with Magic Stone lamps.

“That idiot Loki! Saying that a Magic Workshop hidden room needs to be connected to the library for atmosphere… she went ahead and remodeled our library while we were on expedition!”

Complaining about Loki’s “atrocity” to the library, Riviria stepped into the passage with Izay, descending slowly.

“This is so typical of her…”

“It’s already done!”

Riviria corrected Izay, covering her forehead.

For various reasons, Izay’s personal Magic Workshop was located underground in the Twilight Manor.

To be precise, it was in the basement level of the Twilight Manor.

On the surface, due to the construction of the main mansion, spires, and Central Tower within the Loki Familial Group’s base, there simply wasn’t much spare land left…

So, they had no choice but to build the Magic Workshop underground.

And among all possible entrance locations, Loki, for some subtle reason, chose the library!

The library was one of the places Riviria frequented most often. Now, without her knowledge, Loki had gone ahead and remodeled it.

Her feelings about this were indescribable.

Fortunately, only one wall had been altered… at least, visibly…

With mixed emotions, Riviria and Izay reached the end of the passage.

A wooden door with a simple lock appeared before them.

Pushing it open, the interior revealed wooden floors, walls, and ceilings in a warm tone design. The room was illuminated by yellow Magic Stone lamps, and sturdy long wooden experiment tables were placed inside, equipped with many familiar-looking tools.

There were counters and storage cabinets filled with various materials and props. Additionally, there were magical artifact furnishings, including a sofa and cushions in a corner!

It looked rather cozy, not very much like a Magic Workshop at all.

But Izay didn’t mind this.

After all, being underground, having brighter interiors was better than something gloomy.

Regarding the issue of wooden items catching fire during experiments?

Have you heard of the “Starry Prison” that can warp space?

Extinguishing fires with just a wave of the hand—there was absolutely no fear of such situations!

“I’ve moved everything from your temporary workshop in the Northeast district here. Though, there wasn’t anything valuable anyway… Are you satisfied with how it looks?”

Riviria scanned the room with a gentle smile curving her lips.

While she had issues with the location choice, the interior decoration planning was mainly done by her.

She had previously discussed with Loki and prepared a detailed renovation plan.

Since Izay seemed indifferent to the interior design style of his Magic Workshop, stating that simplicity would suffice,

Riviria immediately thought of this warm-toned theme.

Warm-toned decor was something Riviria really liked in interior layouts.

However, at that moment, Riviria’s thoughts paused for a second.

Had she been trying to guide Izay to cater to her preferences?

Or… to dye him with her own colors?

‘No, no! This idea is terrible!’

Suddenly, Riviria shook her head side to side, driving out the dangerous thought from her mind.

“What’s wrong, teacher?”

Izay repeatedly expressed satisfaction, yet it seemed Riviria hadn’t heard any of it?

What was she thinking about?

It was rare to see mom-san zoning out during a conversation, so Izay became curious.

“Ah? No, nothing! I just suddenly remembered something, but it’s not important, don’t worry.”

“—Oh~”

How suspicious…

Izay rolled his deadpan eyes, clearly showing disbelief.

But he couldn’t find a good opportunity to ask, so after pondering, he brought the topic back on track.

His finger traced over the wooden tabletop, where Izay could feel a layer of transparent solid material, akin to thin ice but without temperature—it was easy to overlook if not paying attention.

“Teacher, what is this?”

“It’s a Magical Artifact category called Magic Resistance Spray. Spraying it on objects enhances their resistance to magic, making them less likely to be destroyed by spells. This entire workshop, including every corner, has been treated with it.”

“And beneath these solid wood finishes lies a complete layer of ‘Protection Membrane’ made of Exorcism Stones. No matter what you do, it’ll be hard to affect the library above.”

“Hmm… How much did all this cost?” Izay suddenly asked a soul-piercing question.

Such meticulous decoration must have cost quite a bit, right?

“Not much, just forty million Valis.”

Forty million Valis isn’t much?

Just this small space of dozens of square meters cost forty million Valis… Good grief, more expensive than prime real estate near the Pearl Bay.

“Do you want some tea?”

Riviria approached the Magic-Stone-powered water heater and skillfully prepared hot water, then took out an exquisite set of teaware and tea leaves from a nearby cabinet, leaving Izay stunned.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“Well, teacher… why are your tea leaves and teaware in my Magic Workshop?”

“Hmm… I just put them in conveniently?”

So, why was it so convenient?

That’s what he wanted to know.

A few minutes later, Izay accepted the tea personally brewed by the Elven Queen Mom-san, sipping it thoughtfully.

The tea was truly delicious~

“Oh, by the way, teacher, do you still have any ‘Great Sage Tree Trunks’ left?”

“There’s still some. Do you need them, Izay?”

“Yeah, I want to make something.”

“Alright, I’ll bring them tomorrow. What are you planning to make?”

“New Magical Artifacts? I’m preparing some small trinkets for everyone.”

Izay intended to use the premium Magical Arts material, ‘Great Sage Tree Trunks,’ and the soon-to-be-released second-generation Mystic Crystals to create ‘Experience Accessories’ for the core members of the Familial Group.

By infusing magic power, these small artifacts would continuously apply traction forces to the body, adding weight effects with rock crystals for training purposes.

This way, he wouldn’t have to wake up early every day to give the group experience buffs.

He could slack off!

When conditions exist, life should be improved.

Laziness is indeed the driving force of human progress—ancient wisdom does not deceive us!