She Is Not a Witch

“Mira is very diligent,” Loranhil suddenly said, causing the young girl’s eyes to widen in surprise.

Loranhil looked at the data displayed in the system. Although Mira was only 15 years old, she was already at Sequence 4. This was not only a reflection of her extraordinary talent but also her diligence.

Name: Mira

Race: Beast-folk (98% Rabbit-eared type)

Identity: Silver-eyed Moon Rabbit

Status: Healthy (No abnormalities)

Sequence: Angel Sequence 4 · Mist-Concealed Moon Rabbit (Evaluation: Rare Silver Grade)

Talents:

[Silver Eyes] (Rare): Eyes that can dispel illusions and perceive truth, with some purifying effects.

Abilities:

[Moon’s Blessing] (Rare): Under moonlight, all abilities are enhanced, and recovery is faster.

[Mist Form] (Rare): Body can turn into mist to avoid physical attacks and become invisible, but cannot move freely in this form.

[Sanctity] (Outstanding): Can imbue weapons with some demon-breaking and purifying effects.

[Lightness] (Excellent): Body can become lighter, increasing agility and speed.

[Healing] (Rare): Can use magical power to heal severe wounds. (Talent Silver Eyes +3, originally Outstanding grade)

Skills:

[Outstanding Martial Arts] (Outstanding): Proficient with various weapons.

[Herb Identification] (Excellent): Can identify many herbs and understand their properties.

[Battlefield First Aid] (Rare): Highly skilled and experienced in assisting the wounded.

It seems she’ll soon catch up to Kanda, Loranhil thought. She would be perfect to lead the nuns in the mountain range in the future.

Taking advantage of the few months before school starts, she also needed to improve her Nature Sequence, aiming to cultivate a new batch of crops at the Gold grade before departing.

Recalling the scene she saw in the warehouse these past few days, with baskets heavy with various fruits filling layer upon layer of the underground storage, she felt like a hamster inspecting its bountiful food stores in its burrow. A sense of satisfaction welled up in her heart; clearly, farming was truly a source of happiness.

While Loranhil and Mira were conversing in the room, the hall downstairs had also begun to buzz with lively discussions.

“Flionne, I didn’t expect to see you here,” said the wealthy merchant who had inquired at the shop earlier, upon entering the City Lord’s mansion hall and quickly spotting a familiar face.

“Well, well, Brand, you’re here too. You’re certainly well-informed.”

This wealthy merchant called Flionne wore a brown coat and had a newly lit pipe in his mouth. The agate pipe had a delicate patina on its surface, looking quite smooth and mellow.

“Not at all, I was just lucky. I only arrived this afternoon to have a look, and I didn’t expect it to be so extraordinary.”

“Hehe, it’s not just extraordinary, it’s simply astonishing,” he said, his speech slightly muffled by the pipe in his mouth.

“You’ve probably just arrived and haven’t seen many things yet. I’ve circled this city three times already.”

“It’s truly eye-opening,” he sighed.

“Tell me about it,” Brand’s curiosity was piqued as he asked his old acquaintance.

“Haha, alright, I’ll tell you. It’s not a secret anyway; you’ll find out yourself in a few days.” Seeing Brand’s attentive look, Flionne laughed heartily and began to explain briefly.

“Did you notice those colorful houses outside the city when you came in?”

“Colorful houses? I only saw a patch of colorful giant mushrooms.”

“Right, exactly. Those big mushrooms are the houses. Surprised, aren’t you?”

“I’ve only heard about it in some ancient books or old people’s stories, that some races in ancient times lived in these kinds of natural houses.”

“But these houses can’t be as sturdy as stone brick houses, can they?” Brand pondered.

“Sturdy? No, no, no, that’s not the point. The point is, don’t you find it extremely novel and colorful?” Flionne shook his head and continued.

“Just imagine, if we set up a restaurant like this in those big cities—rainbow-colored mushroom houses, exotic cuisine unlike anything else, supernatural fruits never seen before, and rabbit-eared girls in unique costumes. What a spectacle that would be!”

“I guarantee, if we open such a shop, we’d recover our investment in half a year, and after that, it’s all profit. We could even start a chain, just like the recently popular Blooming series. They’re going for an elven nature style; we could go for a fairy tale exotic style.”

“That’s indeed impressive,” Brand was struck with inspiration as he listened, seemingly coming up with some new ideas. For instance, they could add unique poems and music, sell exotic small accessories, and organize a few performances for promotion before opening. It would surely create a sensation among the upper-class nobles. Those young masters and misses who love fantasy would be throwing money at them.

Even if their parents objected, they could say these fruits have miraculous effects, enhancing cultivation and improving skin condition and such. They might even attract a group of noble ladies as loyal customers.

Brand’s family specialized in selling accessories. Although not as large as the big merchant associations, they had a good reputation in some niche markets and were very familiar with the psychology and preferences of young girls and noble ladies.

“How about it? Why don’t we team up and make a deal?” Flionne proposed. His family had started in the grain trade and owned quite a few restaurants, but they had always catered to the low-end market. They had never ventured into high-end restaurants before, which was why he was willing to share this inspiration with Brand now, hoping to bring him on board. Brand had long been mingling in noble circles and was well-versed in matters of style and taste.

“Well, I’ll need to investigate further,” Brand didn’t agree immediately. As merchants, they all speak well of opportunities, but some things still need to be observed and considered before making a decision.

“Alright, it’s getting late today. Let’s have a meal together in a couple of days and continue this discussion.” Flionne wasn’t in a hurry. This was indeed a good project, and he was confident that Brand would be tempted.

The various aspects of the Tisilan Mountain Range quickly caught the attention of these merchants. With their instinctive business acumen, they began to seriously consider the commercial opportunities contained within.

The simplest was the trade in food and fruits, but unfortunately, the rabbit-eared tribe was already doing this themselves, so there was no need for the merchants to profit from it.

Next were the supernatural magical beasts in the mountain range. The friendly coexistence between these magical beasts and the rabbit-eared tribe was truly eye-opening. Some magical beast materials that were previously difficult to obtain seemed quite common here, such as magical beast bones buried in valleys, molted feathers and fur from magical beasts, the fire-type magical beasts that helped the rabbit-eared tribe with metallurgy, the harvesting sparrows, and those adorable fairies that attracted many onlookers. Everything was so novel.

Although most commoners in this world didn’t have much money, the nobles and wealthy merchants were still very affluent. In an era lacking entertainment, all of these proved to be very attractive.

So the first batch of investing merchants primarily targeted the tourism industry or related industries.

They invited painters to create illustrated books of the beautiful scenery, paired them with some fantastic and melancholic love stories, packaged them into operas, created themed restaurants, and quickly popularized them across the continent.

As a result, long after, ‘Tisilan,’ originally the name of the mountain range, became synonymous with a style of architecture and clothing.

Just like how people on the azure planet in the past described Bavarian style, Gothic style, or Ancient Greek style.

It came to symbolize a magical wonderland characterized by rainbow colors, vibrant and lively, with a fairy tale style.