The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 297: Flowers and herbs that talk.

Back at the academy, Sigrid was still teaching her class. And she was about to introduce something that she was

sure would blow the students.

She put her hands on top of the warm cauldron on the table and smiled at the class. "Show of hands here, who

has ever seen a talking flower or herb?"

Three hands in the classroom went up. That alone caused sgasps and brought delight to Sigrid’s face. She

just knew that ninety nine percent of them were unaware of such special things.

"Flora, tell us what you saw and what it said." Sigrid chose an adult female mage.

Flora was fifty six years old, one of the women with magic that been living in hiding all her life. The Lord mage

had found her in the two of Willowbrook where she was living in hiding, working as a cook at an inn.

Flora curtsied and said, "Laughadilis your highness. It is a bright yellow flower found in the part of the Mystwood

grove that crosses into Willow Brook. | don’t know if laughing counts as talking because all they do is laugh."

"Thank you Flora." Sigrid said.

As the woman sat down, Sigrid bent down and when she stood up, in her hands was a pot of thriving bright

yellow flowers. She placed the down on the table, allowing them to soak in ssunlight. Their petals spread

out to welcthe nourishing rays.

"Hello." She said to them.

The flowers collapsed into the giggles which astounded the classroom. The high pitched girly giggles made the

flowers seem silly and shy.

"They sound like girls." Finn said.

The flowers giggled again.

"You are ugly." The lord mage said.

The sreaction was witnessed and it was proven that no matter what was said, Laughadilis just giggled.

Sigrid could see sannoyance and irritation of a few students.

"Annoying, is it?"

"Yes." Finn responded the loudest.

She laughed heartily. "I understand where you are coming from. While it is amusing in the beginning, it does

becquite irritable when they giggle at the most serious of conversations. For this reason, it is assumed that

they lack understanding."

She picked up five petals that had fallen to the ground. "They have a short life span so when one wants to use

them when brewing a potion, they must do so quickly. Every-tlaughadilis giggle, their yellow petals fall off

and a fallen petal loses all essence, making it worthless."

John raised his hand with a question.

"Yes John." She nodded once in his direction.

"Can laughadilis be combined with giggle weed to brew an elixir?"

Sigrid clapped for him. "I like this, | want all of you to think like that and cup with ideas. Test them and see

what you can brew. Yes John, Laughadilis can be used as an ingredient in giggle brew elixir. Sneak that into the

water of an enemy army and they will not be able to fight as all the soldiers will be suffering from uncontrolled

giggles."

She put the laughadilis back down and pointed to another mage that had raised his hand earlier. "Baron, what

talking flower or herb did you cacross?"

Baron was a thirty three year old mage knight. His character was the silent brooding handsman that said

little and gave away nothing. Even in class, he kept to himself but his talent was undeniable. He was the second

best student in potions class.

"I don’t know what it is called but | saw an unexplainable purple vine in the land of mist. Knights take turns

sleeping and watching or battling. | was supposed to be on watch duty but | kept falling asleep and | nearly died

as a result. My friend savedby cutting off the head of this purple flower."

"Was it putting you to sleep?" She asked him.

He nodded.

Sigrid bent down again and when she cup, in her hands was a pot with a single purple flower on a coiled

vine that resembled a coiled snake. Before she could say a word, the flower yawned slowly and at great length.

She had never seen anything yawn for five minutes without stopping. And when it was done, all of the students

in class were yawning as well.

"That's it, just sleep. The dream world is a good world." It said softly.

A boy at the back fell asleep completely and his body fell on his desk.

Sigrid cast a spell over the classroom, forcing them to wake up.

"It looks like I will not have to explain what sleeping bell does. It puts you to sleep anywhere and at anytime. It

can be used in sleeping potions which are useful in many ways. But be warned, the flower itself can be

misleading when used directly on its own.

If you put it by your bedside, you will miss school, miss breakfast, miss lunch, miss supper, miss your date with

that girl or boy you have a crush on."

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Spell yourself to remain alert, eat spills or herbs that are immune to its effects and..."

"Go back to sleep, you are missing all the good parts. Just five minutes, close your eyes for five minutes." The

sleeping bell flower interrupted Sigrid.

It started to yawn once more and she removed it from the table immediately. She picked the last mage that had

raised a hand.

He was a young boy named Eckbert

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When he was not in class, he was in a green house, garden or plantation. As long as he was in soil, planting

something or tending to plants, he was happy.

"Gillywood." he said and then he sat down.

He offered no other explanation and it left the others confused. Luckily enough, Sigrid had a system that was

helping her out. It sent the gillywood to the floor and she picked it up

She presented a pot of very large

pink flowers which started talking

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