"What does that mean?" said Raphael, frowning, and reluctantly took the parchment scroll.

Elder Avali swept around the forging room, but found nothing valuable, and snorted coldly when he heard this, "Isn't it written on the scroll? His Royal Highness the Prince specially ordered you to enter the Demonic Beast Forest during the Great Hunt and obtain that precious piece of 'Dark Star Essence Iron' and hand it over to Master Miro!

"Does Dean Flamel know about this?" asked Raphael, reluctantly.

"What if you know? I don't know what? Is there anyone in this Morrowind Kingdom who can disobey the will of Lord Regent?!"

Raphael sighed lightly and stared down at the scroll, "Oh no! Even that stinky old man of Flamel can't talk anymore! Could it be that he really can't hide this time, and is leaving Morrowind Academy? Damn, who leaked the secret!"

If you don't obey the order, don't blame me for telling His Royal Highness directly and asking him to order you to be punished! You know, His Royal Highness has always wanted to control Morrowind Academy!"

"Hmph, that self-righteous waste!" Raphael muttered quietly, waving his hand at Awali: "Lao Tzu is not deaf!

"Hmph, see how long you can be arrogant!" Elder Awali turned away angrily, almost bumping into Ronin who had just pushed the door in.

"How long? definitely longer than you can last in bed!" Raphael said unforgivingly, and at the same time swung a hammer outside the door, his face full of disdain and anger.

"What's wrong? Who was that Mediterranean just now?" Ronin couldn't even remember Elder Avali's name.

"Who?Avali?" Raphael stroked the messy hair on the top of his head and sneered, "Haha, what an image! That's a greedy and shameless villain." Leave him alone!" he threw away the parchment scroll and turned to rummage around the bed.

"Don't say it, I'll see for myself!" Ronin picked up the parchment scroll.

"Hey, hey, what is written on this scroll is so wrong! The horseshoe-shaped valley in the south of the Warcraft Forest, isn't this the Wind Snake Valley! This place has long been marked as an 'extremely dangerous' area by Mr. Arthur, let alone us, even Dean Jing Lie and a few of them dare not approach. You are a high-ranking warrior, why did you send you here?"

"Because he's hell-bent on killing me?"

"Who is such a bastard?" Luo Ning continued to look down, and found that there was a ball of medallions that the Duke of Red Dragon often used when issuing decrees, and his expression suddenly changed, "Is this Duke Logan's order?"

"That old bastard of Milo is just holding chicken feathers as an arrow!Hmph, no wonder he has such great ambitions, it turns out that he has taken refuge in Duke Logan!"

"No, you can't go! It's too dangerous here! I've heard Dean Jing Lie say that he was just passing by a few days ago, and he was almost targeted by a few snake dragons in Taniguchi! That's a sixth-level demonic beast. The demonic beasts in the valley mouth are so fierce, and the big guy in the depths of the valley doesn't know how terrifying it is!"

"Big guy, you mean the Diamond Wind Snake, right? It's one of the few eighth-order demonic beasts that can evolve, and I don't know how fierce it is. But a silly boy like Jing Lie, it can swallow three in one bite!" Raphael kept his hands on it, and he didn't know what kind of life-saving treasure he was looking for.

"You're a high-ranking warrior, and there's no one to accompany you. The Warcraft Forest was full of dangers in those days, and you must not be stupid enough to plunge into it!"

"But I have to dive headlong into it stupidly!" Raphael stopped his movements, turned his head and smiled at Ronin, "I have lived here for nearly twenty years, and I have long regarded this place as my home! Prince Logan has long been eyeing Morrowind Academy, but he has never found a good opportunity to start. If I don't enter the Warcraft Forest this time, then he will definitely use this reason to embarrass Flamel and take the opportunity to cleanse the Morrowind Academy. That old guy is too weak to stand Logan's toss. When the time comes, don't talk about you and me, the entire Morrowind Academy will become a vassal of the Red Dragon Prince. The old guy was kind enough to take me in, how could I bear to see the family business that he had guarded all his life ruined in my hands!"

"But!" Luo Ning still felt that it was inappropriate.

"Don't worry!" Raphael patted his chest, "Our popularity in Morrowind Academy is not covered. Nine times out of ten, the students who participated in the big hunt were willing to help me. When the time comes, I'll find a few more teams of guys who have left and rush in with them. Except for the Diamond Wind Snake, most of the Demonic Beasts in the Wind Snake Valley are level four to six, and they can't hurt us. And the Dark Star Iron I want is at the bottom of the boulder where the Diamond Wind Serpent is entrenched. As long as I try to lure the Diamond Wind Serpent away, I will naturally be able to take the treasure and return home! We are such a large group of people, can't we run away if we can't beat it?"

Luo Ning bit his lip tightly, and all kinds of possible images flashed in his mind. After a while, he finally shook his head and said, "Still no! If someone must be going to take the risk! Then let me do it!"

Raphael was carefully wiping the dark red hammer, and was stunned when he heard it: "What did you say?"

"I can chop that Reinhardt kid to waste, and I can send those famous assassins to be reincarnated, and even that old witch Maggie can't help me! With the help of two puppets, I have a better chance of winning when I enter the Warcraft Forest than you!"

"No! That's too dangerous! The power of the eighth-level demonic beast is not what you can imagine......! Alas!" Raphael looked down at the dark red hammer, and stopped talking.

Luo Ning took a deep breath: "Don't worry about you, me, me! I'm a person, I hate to owe others the most! You have taught me half a year and taught me a lot of unique skills; this kindness is not a loss for me to run this trip for you." Well, it still doesn't work,"

Luo Ning pouted at Raphael: "When I come out, you have to teach me more than a dozen powerful magic patterns!"

After months of getting along, Raphael knew Ronin's temperament well, and his eyes were red when he heard this, and tears appeared in the corners of his eyes. He didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of Luo Ning, so he didn't look over his head and forced a smile: "Heh, more than a dozen powerful magic patterns! You don't lose money, but Lao Tzu has lost a clean one! At most, three magic patterns will be exchanged for your piece of dark star essence iron! Take one more and add two more magic patterns!"

Luo Ning knew that the other party didn't care about respecting the teacher, so he scolded with a smile: "Think beautiful!

Raphael stared down at the small hammer in his hand, as if he had made some important decision: "Very good, you haven't forgotten what I said: respect for the old set of antiques, can only cultivate a waste that has nothing to grow! Little guy, let's talk about it! As long as you can come back safely, I will teach you to press the things at the bottom of the box!"

These words warmed Luo Ning's heart: "Let's say it, we are not allowed to regret it when the time comes!"

Raphael turned his back and ordered: "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and go to the big library, and remember the habits of all the monsters in the Warcraft Forest for Lao Tzu, so as to save me my face!"

"What an old tsundere! If you want to care about me, just say it, and no one else is here!" Luo Ning muttered in a low voice as he left the forge room and came to the large library in the center of the academy.

Maybe it's because the big hunt is approaching, and everyone has the idea of "knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and not being defeated in a hundred battles", so there are many third- and fourth-grade students in the big library today. Grant was irritable, wagging his tail like a fly, and when a curious student approached, he would make a threatening "whine" sound.

As Ronin walked past Grant, it suddenly raised its head, its soft, wavy white mane standing up at the roots, and two sharp glints flashed in its eyes.

"Wait, little one!" Grant held out his large furry paw towards Ronin, who pounced on the pad of flesh in his palm, and raised his head in bewilderment.

Grant leaned the lion's head closer and sniffed it twice on Ronin: "It's so strong! It's the smell of those dog mongrel blood mages!"

"Blood mage, what blood mage?" Luo Ning remembered: the other self was destroyed because of the blood mage's family.

Grant's two big eyes stared at Luo Ning until he was about to turn into cross-eyed: "It seems that you really don't know." You smell of a blood mage. Little one, have you fought with them lately?"

"No, I've never seen a blood mage?" Luo Ning wondered, what was going on?

"Maybe it's a passerby who passed by you. Anyway, you have to be careful, those guys are very cunning, and they are the best at disguised as ordinary people. Don't let them plot! Hey, what's wrong with you?"

"Got it, I'll pay attention!" Luo Ning waved his arms and walked in, not taking the Snow Lion King's words to heart.

(End of chapter)