(Persiens)Flower Ⅱ(Three)
The sky that was previously covered with snow gradually revealed a deep night, and the strong wind began to stop.

On a piece of land floating above Camelot, the snow on the ground began to become thinner.
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Nasiens breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the flower stalk of the bud finally stand upright.
Under his continued care, the flower called Sylvia finally regained its vitality.

"Wow, Nasiens, now look at my hands"
Percival put away the golden magic that he had just used to block the wind for the flower, ran to Nasiens in a few steps, and stretched out his hands directly in front of him, "It's snowflakes like goose feathers"

Nasiens looked up at the empty hands, smiled and stretched out his hands to pat the snow off Percival's shoulders.

"I saw it. This is a unique snowflake... It should belong to Camelot."
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Percival shook off the snow on his cloak, sat down next to Nasiens, and stared at Sylvia that had recovered its spirit.

"Nasiens, what color will it bloom"

"Well, actually...actually I don't know." Nasiens blinked in confusion.

"Hey,so how did you recognize it" Percival tilted his head curiously.

"I've seen its specimen in Grandpa Ordo's collection. But it faded after being stored for too long, so I can't know the original color of the flower."

Nasiens was carefully observing the bud.

"According to Grandpa, this nameless flower has the effect of purifying miasma, and it saved countless lives in The Holy War that happened a long time ago."

"In order to remember this flower and to remember that tragedy, Grandpa named it Sylvia."

"Huwa, but its spirit looks very fragile, no,in fact the spirits of plants are all very weak."
"They can't speak to me, and just a little life magic will make them break their waists because of the harvest, so... I'm not good at dealing with them."

Percival scratched his head in distress, his face was a little red because of his previous mistakes.

"As a herbalist, Nasiens is able to understand their efficacy and save lives through different combinations."

"No matter how many times I see it, I feel it is amazing"

"These are just the job of a herbalist. There is no...nothing to brag about..." Nasiens blushed and lowered his head.

Percival looked at Nasiens who lowered his head to avoid his sight and grinned.

"Grandpa Ordo gave this flower a nice name that sounds like a person's name."
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<"Everything has A soul, Nasiens." Ordo in the memory is looking at the flower specimen in his hand. "So as an herbalist, don't waste their lives.">
<"...Grandpa is missing someone">
<Oh, ah... Sorry, it's time to go to bed, right I'll take you back to your room. >
<"I... I've never heard Grandpa tell a bedtime story">
<Okay, Nasiens, go back to bed first. >
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"Ordo used the name Sylvia to tell me a bedtime story when I was a child. He was not very good at making up stories, so..."

Nasiens looked up at Percival, "Maybe Sylvia is really a person's name."

"Bedtime story" Percival looked at the flowers and stared at Nasiens.

I really want to hear it, his purple eyes are showing strong desire.

Nasiens can't refuse any request from him at this time.