The Legendary Mage (Alavin) novel Chapter 401

The Ivory Turtle ultimately came to grips with the harsh reality and reluctantly decided to stay by Alavin's side. After all, what choice did it have? Its fate was sealed by enchanted chains.

"Are you done talking?" Balder pushed the door open and entered.

"Come in and take a seat." Alavin stretched languidly, having had a refreshing sleep. With the Mallister family issue resolved, his mind was at ease, and he felt light as a feather.

"Where's the little turtle?"

"Call me Grandshell." The Ivory Turtle lay on its back on Alavin's shoulder, limbs sprawled out, swinging its tiny feet, wagging its little tail, and leisurely nibbling on an Elixir Fruit.

"Grandshell??"

"Good, you shall be rewarded!" The Ivory Turtle casually tossed an Elixir Fruit.

Balder instinctively caught it, a walnut-sized brown fruit heavy in his hand, like a lead ball. The Elixir Fruit was shrouded in a dense earthy aura that occasionally settled on its surface and then churned, morphing into various beastly silhouettes struggling for freedom. With his experience, Balder recognized at a glance that this was a Super Elixir Fruit with a core of earthen might. A treasure almost on par with the Legendary Elixir Fruit, imbued with pure Terran Power, highly tempting to Mages who practiced earth-based Combat Magic.

Balder took a deep breath, genuinely astonished by the grandeur implied by the title “Grandshell.”

"This Grandshell was very important," Alavin said with a chuckle, gesturing towards the turtle.

"Well said, have a reward." The turtle dug out another Elixir Fruit from its shell and flicked it to Alavin.

Alavin caught it and shook his head with a wry smile as the creature truly fancied itself as some kind of an elder.

Balder clicked his tongue in wonder at the turtle's bold personality.