Maple High School Academy Year 1

Maple High School Academy Year 1
Journey to Nightshade - Talk to Nightshade



The Talk to Nightshade


“YOU SURE?” ASK Miss Grewyinn again.


Elle nodded with certainty. This made the teacher more worried.


“But I see ... it's the right flower.” Once again Miss Grewyinn radiated her green eyes. “The antidote element of wolfbanes is clearly present in this plant.”


Adniel nudged Elle with her shoulder. Makes the girl almost worse if not immediately hold on to the rocks on the side of the cave.


“What this flower says is not so clear. She's just like singing.” Elle said softly.


“You mean?” miss Grewyinn asked curiously who apparently heard it.


Elle looked at her teacher with a resigned look. “Sorry, Miss. It's just a new language. I've never communicated with a nightshade before. Give me a minute.”


The beautiful elf finally shifted to the side of Adniel. He made way for his female students. Elle focused. He crouched down in front of the bushes and sharpened his hearing.


Talking to plants is not the same as with animals. When dealing with animals, what must be prioritized is to maintain eye contact and gain trust. While the plant, feel with touch.


The message from his mentor came back. Elle took a breath. Back he focused on concentration. What is heard is still singing. Not lullaby. Just a sad tone. Slowly, he extended his hand to touch the three-fingered leaf.


Hold it! Whoareyou?


Finally there is a clearer tone. Elle smile.


Hi, I'm Elle. Students of Maple High School Academy. Can I touch you?


Adniel and Miss Grewyinn were shocked. The two of them immediately closed their ears and looked at each other. The teenage girl in front of them had just been singing in a high voice.


Just stop! And you don't have to speak my language. Look at your two friends.


Elle looked back. He was amazed to see his teacher and friend closing their ears.


Why are they like that? ask the girl.


Because you follow my language.


Elle was flabbergasted, she immediately covered her mouth, then breathed through her mouth. After the fifth stroke, he opened his mouth. The girl immediately approached her two friends.


“I'm sorry,” said the glasses girl.


Slowly, Adniel and Miss Grewyinn lowered both hands from the ears.


“What did you just do?” sulcan Adniel does not believe.


“You all right?” Miss Grewyinn was more worried about her female students.


Elle put the palms together in front of the chest, then put on a guilty face. “I'm sorry. I didn't think it would be like that.”


Not caring about her student's apology, Miss Grewyinn asked for an explanation. “What exactly? And why are you singing in such a shrill voice?”


“I didn't—“ Elle stopped her sentence. He was trying to digest what his teacher had just said. High screeching sound. Sings. Language flower.


His eyes were round when he concluded. The girl clutched her teacher's wrist. “Miss, we have a problem.” Elle said in a hurry.


The jet-black-haired teacher sighed softly. He looked at his student softly. “Son, we are in trouble. The only solution to the problem is that we can pick the nightshade fruit as soon as possible.”


“Not it.” Elle tried to convince her teacher. “There is another thing.”


Miss Gerewynn looked at the frightened looking Elle. He finally asked, “What is this problem we have to face, apart from the three students waiting for the antidote?”


“We can't pick the fruit carelessly. There are two types of fruit, red and purple. And the exact moment is when the moon shines right on it.”


“Ya,” said Miss Grewyinn, “That's something all the medicine experts already know. Then where's the problem?”


“Do Miss Grewyinn know which fruit contains the right antidote?”


The beautiful teacher closed his eyes. He was trying to remember something he had learned a long time ago. “Fruit that gets full moonlight is the right fruit as an antidote to poison.”


Elle's eyes sparkled with that information. “Unfortunately, such a position is not near the swamp as we expected.”


As if realizing the intent of her student's words, Miss Grewyinn's eyes were perfectly rounded. Even glistening in greenness. “Gosh! The full moonlight does not exactly shine on the nightshade fruit in the middle of the night.”


Elle let out a sigh of relief as the teacher finally realized her point.


“How did you realize that?” ask Adniel curious. He just watched without making a sound.


“Shadowing.” Elle's finger pointed towards the cave door. “The trees just fell there. That means the moonlight is coming from the southwest. If we follow the movement of the shadow, the moonlight does not precisely shine on the nightshade fruit in the middle of the night.”


Adniel's mouth forms a perfect O. He finally understood everything that was happening. “That means we still have time, right?”


Elle looked at Adniel concernedly. “Unfortunately we do not know when the right time and which fruit is right.”


“Can't you communicate with them?” Adniel tried to provide a solution that was welcomed by Elle's snoring.


The three people finally fell silent. The silent atmosphere in Blackcave did not make the three feel threatened at all. There was a warm aura enveloping them.


“There is no antidote for that shrill sound?” Adniel asked after he went back and forth several times at the cave door. “At least reduce the effect of earache.”


Elle smiled at Adniel's suggestion. He snapped a finger. “We can make earplugs. Adniel, isn't your ability telekinesis?” tanya Elle who was immediately embraced by Adniel.


“Can you bring me the kind of stuff I asked you to come here?”


“Depends, how heavy the item you want.”


“Tak weight. Precisely it is very light.”


Adniel shrugged his shoulders. “OK, let's just try.”


“How to? Do you have to see the object first?” Elle made sure.


Adniel smiled obliquely. “Do not underestimate. I've gone up the level. Just by thinking about it, I can—“


“Okay, I get it. Get prepared. All you need to bring here is cotton.”


Adniel looked at Elle in disbelief. “Elle, looks like you misunderstood. I can move things even with my mind, but if it's as far away from school here, I can't.”


Elle smile. “Who asked you to take him from the Academy. I'm asking you to bring cotton from the border of the Dark Forest and Clover Hills. There are kapok trees. After all, it's just a material. Coincidentally last week The Prof already taught the thickening potion of objects.” The girl took out a small clear bottle from inside her bag.


“Alright, I will try,” said Adniel.


It took nearly 30 minutes for the honey-brown teenager to be able to carry the cotton as Elle had asked. And when he managed to bring it, it turned out that the girl with glasses box had already made a print of the branches arranged.


Supervised by Miss Grewyinn, Elle drips a thickening potion of objects on cotton that has been placed in the mold of her artificial twigs. As recommended by Miss Grewyinn, she only dropped two drops in each mold.


It does not take a minute, the cotton has thickened according to the shape of the mold. With the help of a copper knife, Elle smashed the twig mold.


“Hey, be careful with your knife!” sergeant Adniel is standing to his right.


Elle who realized the direction of the knife eye just grinned. He immediately put the knife into the bag and gave a lump the size of an ear hole to Miss Grewyinn. The teacher from the Elf race said something with the Elf language and the cotton swab became greenish.


Miss Grewyinn and Adniel stuffed the cotton swab into their ears. A while later, the green light shone brightly and extinguished. “The mirror is working and our ears will be safe,” Miss Grewyinn said as she looked at Elle and Adniel.


After which, Elle crouched back down and greeted the nightshade shrub plant.


Hi, forgive us if it's rude. Elle waited long enough before there was finally an answer.


You again apparently. What do you really want?


I'm from Maple High School Academy—


A pitiful wry laugh severed Elle's sentence.


We just missed the introductions section. I know you're from school. Seen from your uniform. All I'm asking is, what are you doing here? I repeatedly asked him to talk.


Elle kept her smile.


Look, there are some students who were exposed to wolfsbane poison. And only you can be the antidote. Therefore, I ask permission to pluck one or two of your fruits that—


Wolfsbane said? How could? Isn't that with technology now, the side effects of wolfsbane are not deadly?


The thing is, the students who were exposed to the wolfsbane poison were three disciples of the Werewolf race.


Ah .. so it seems.


There was no sound either Elle or the nightshade bush. That only made the braided girl even more agitated.


Ii'm sorry. So, can I pick your berries?


Ah, yes. Sure oes. I am glad to be of use to students. And please, take three. Each berry can only save one soul.


Elle let out a sigh of relief with the approval of the nightshade plant.


What about the moonlight? I know that the time is not in the middle of the night.


I heard laughter with sadness.


You're a smart girl. In the past, the first principal intentionally planted me here. He deliberately spread the news about the moonlight. And the one who heard it was only focusing in the middle of the night. This location is very precise with the moonlight at 02:20.


Elle checked her watch immediately. And he was shocked when he realized the time was almost here and they had spent almost all night.


What about the necessity of the fruit being irradiated by the moon and the right color?


Don't be fooled by unnecessary things, son. Your teacher made sure of the content that was inside me, didn't he? And about the moonlight, look up. There was nothing blocking the moonlight from shining on me. However, one thing to remember. My fruit can only be picked once, because all you need to pick is a three-stemmed one.


Right after saying that sentence, the moon shone right above them. Elle lowered her head in thanks. The girl immediately saw a three-stemmed twig with a sparkling red fruit due to the reflection of the moonlight. It was then that he realized that all the fruits were red. The purple color of the fruit was just an illusion of the eyes. Without waiting any longer, Elle immediately plucked it.


Thank ye. Elle bowed her body in respect.