The Legendary Mage novel Chapter 97

"Your stuff? What jest is this? It was I who laid eyes upon it first." Alavin saw who approached, and his heart steadied. As long as they weren't other bandit mercenaries, he could negotiate.

"Hand over the Voilet Thistle, and we'll pretend this encounter never happened." Mariela stood there, a vision of icy beauty. Her long white gown and pale skin made her look like a nymph of the snowbound realms, breathtakingly beautiful. But she was too cold, unsettlingly so. She was surprised to find Alavin here, but the Voilet Thistle was crucial to her, and she had to have it.

"What jest is this, first come, first served," Alavin said as he pocketed the Elixir Fruit.

"The Violet Lion was lured away by our hard toil; we sacrificed five Advanced Elixir Herbs for this," a Protégé roared in anger. They had painstakingly worked for three days and nights to distract the Violet Lion. They nearly got caught several times, and today, finally, they used five Advanced Elixir Herbs to lure the beast away from the Elixir Fruit. They had planned to harvest the fruit once the lion was far enough away, but Alavin had arrived unexpectedly.

"We do not wish to quarrel with you; the Violet Lion is still near," another Protégé said, constantly looking back, fearing the beast might return and they would be no match for its might.

Alavin was speechless. "Fellow brethren of Botanic Haven, you guard the Haven every day, with no lack of Elixir Fruits or Herbs. Why do you have to fight with me over this?"

"The Voilet Thistle is a Super Elixir Fruit, every single one!" Mariela said with a cold, stern expression.

"Five?" Alavin's heart raced. There were five small fruits on the plant, so five Super Elixir Fruits. He was about to hesitate, to consider giving them to the others, but upon hearing this, he gripped them tighter. “Ha, they are mine.”

Seeing Alavin's expression, the Botanic Haven Protégés knew his intent and cried out in unison, "Hand it over!"

"How about this, we're all studying in Cobalt Strike, and let's not ruin our camaraderie. I am not stingy. We'll split it; I'll take three, you two. What say you?"

"Shameless."

"That's a harsh word. There's no need for this discord. I'll keep two, and you can have three?"

"It's impossible. You can't keep even one; it's ours."