Chapter Seventy-One: Scarborough Academy of Magic (Part II)

Orcs actually have cities, but for some habitual reasons, not all orcs like to live in stone dens.

Krakenskavin, for example, lived in a jungle col, a day and a night away from the nearest city.

But he didn't bother about it, but he was happy because he liked it.

This morning, Kraken wore a mask and sold the last of the poison potions specifically for the Flamingo, and the leopard hunter didn't even notice that he was pretending to be his father.

Yes, Kraken's father died just last month, and as experts in toxins, the more the nezumi delve into this, the more painful the subject will be when they die.

But he was only sixteen years old, and his father didn't even teach him all the herbs, so he left him, and in order to make a living, he had no choice but to pretend to be his father and live on the family's old capital.

At the same time, he was also working hard to study his father's notes, and his father said that the nezumi could find any materials they needed in the jungle, and it was their talent.

"Talent is a fart, I don't even recognize all the bottles and cans left by your old man. ”

Kraken reluctantly took off his mask and took out a tree jar from the shelf, which was something they invented, hollowed out with tree branches, and smeared with the juice of special plants inside, which could be waterproof and antiseptic, and the edge of the lid was touching something else, which could isolate the air.

Kraken opened the jar with a bitter face, asked the dead one about the taste, looked at the color again, and finally compared it with his father's notes.

Yes, his father was not in the habit of making labels.

However, just when he had no clue, a colorful light suddenly rushed in from the outside, and the Kraken was so frightened that he picked up the hoe beside him.

The light didn't slow down, didn't fly towards him, but slammed straight into the can, and then plunged headlong into it.

The green liquid splashed a lot, corroding the wooden table into pits, and bursts of white smoke came out.

Pixar tossed a few times, knocked over the tree pot, and fell drunk on the table.

"Pi~G~S~Po~"

A green bubble popped in Pixar's nostrils, and an envelope landed on the table.

In the Western Continent, next to the Tree of Life, Anita and Dinah, who had just finished praying, straightened up and paid their highest respects to the Tree of Life.

"Anita, congratulations, you made it to your 200th birthday, and you're now an adult elf. Dinah patted Ainita's shoulder, looking like an elder.

"Dinah, you're only a hundred years older than me, why do you speak like an elder?"

"Is it better to be a hundred years older than you?" Dinah glared and thrust her waist in a huff.

Dinah and Anita, two of the most famous of all the elven tribes...... Tricksters.

You should never think about the orders of the elven elders, you can command them easily.

In the first hundred years of their birth, except for the tree of life, they did not dare to touch it, and almost all the nearby treehouses had been poisoned by them.

In this regard, Cassia felt that this was very much in line with the theory of probability, and the two of them must have not inherited those good qualities in some way.

To be honest, in appearance, elves are not much different from humans except for their good bodies and handsome and beautiful faces.

However, when designing, Cassia did not add wings to them, mainly because it is already difficult to maintain the coexistence of plant and animal cells, and if you make a relatively large change in shape, it will be a very complicated job.

But don't underestimate the elves because of this, the reasonable body structure and quality, as well as the ability to recover, are destined to be the best race in battle, but they need a little training......

"Anita, look, what's that?"

"Don't look, Dinah, you're going to want to knock me on the head while I'm turning around. ”

"No, I'm telling the truth, what is that? I've never seen such a beautiful beast. ”

Anita turned her head in disbelief, and her afterglow skimmed at two clusters of colored light.

"Pixar~"

"Pixar~"

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In an office in the main teaching area, Cassia quietly looked at the blue flame in front of him, and all the students who were invited, all their performances were seen by Cassia in his eyes.

There are 50 in total, with 26 orcs and 8 dwarves, humans, and elves.

Although it looks biased, who made the orc race more classified, but this is only the first batch, and it will slowly get better in the future.

Seeing that the last fox man received the invitation, Cassia waved his hand to extinguish the blue flame, stood up and hung Qiding on the wall, and he didn't need it for the time being.

If you want to be a teacher, you have to look like a teacher.

Two days passed like this, and Cassia quietly waited for the arrival of the first batch of students.

Sears, Tria, orc territory, dwarven kingdom, elven tribe, brown carriages appeared in the streets, with a huge one-eyed depicted on the carriage and a small oil lamp hanging in front of the carriage.

The sound of the horse's hooves seemed to be heard only by the invited students, and in the night, someone gritted their teeth and boarded the carriage leading to the unknown.

Then, the carriage drove down the street again, but in the light of the moon, the figure slowly disappeared.

In the silence of the forest, every now and then a carriage would appear on the path in the woods, and finally stop at the edge of a piece of water.

All the trainees could see through the cracks in the windows that the carriages outside were still increasing, but they couldn't get out.

They were also very strange, thinking that they would have to walk for a long time, but they appeared in the woods in the blink of an eye.

And even more terrifying, these carriages seem to be ...... People who don't have a car.

At last, a total of forty-eight carriages crowded to a stop at the water's edge, and with a breeze blowing, the curtain of the carriage was blown up, and everyone took their luggage and walked out of the carriage carefully.

"Human?!"

"Orcs!?"

Removing elves and dwarves, although the contact is not deep, orcs and humans have always smeared each other, and basically in the cognition of normal people, the other party is a group of barbaric and unreasonable races.

When people who hack each other meet, it is extraordinarily red-eyed, and there will naturally be impulsive young people who are ready to move.

Suddenly, an eagle chirp resounded through the mountains and forests was deafening, and everyone covered their ears in shock, and then a huge griffin fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

For Warcraft, some people are afraid, some people are curious, but they all temporarily stop the battle that is about to break out.

I saw that the griffin turned his head very humanely, motioned for everyone to follow, and walked towards a dark figure not far away.

Everyone followed cautiously with different moods, until they saw the black shadow clearly, and they all showed puzzled expressions.

"What is this?"

"I don't know...... Is it a car?"

I saw a platform standing at the water's edge not far away, and a stone bridge with no end in sight leading to the center of the lake, but in the eyes of these students, where could they see what land was in the center of the lake.

At this point, Cassia consciously took the blame, because the lake was indeed bigger.

On the edge of the platform stood several stone plaques that read in different languages: Board in order, six people in one carriage.

Everyone looked at each other, and then, at the urging of the griffin, they boarded the train nervously.

When everything was ready, the train whistle sounded and began to slowly accelerate towards the valley.

In this regard, Cassia is completely to shock these children, this steam train is an empty shell, not even a steam engine, without him driving behind the scenes, there is no way to run.

And when boarding the bus, in order to allow them to get acquainted with each other in advance, Cassia deliberately confused them, completely disrupted their positions, and solved their communication problems by the way.

So in the second carriage, Della of Sears, Winston of Tria, Lem the Dwarf, Kraken the Nezumi, Enita and Dinah were assigned to one carriage.

The atmosphere was really a little awkward, even the troublemaker sisters were silent for a while, just looking at the others, especially the rat man Kraken, they couldn't imagine that a magical beast could actually speak?

And the others are also looking at the elven troublemaker sisters, without it, simply because of ...... There were just these two girls in the carriage, and they were really beautiful.

"Ahem...... The ......" dwarf Lyme couldn't help but open his mouth, but was silenced back by a murmur.

I saw that in the corridor outside the carriage, an unmanned trolley slid over, and it was full of all kinds of strange things.

A sign on the trolley suddenly stood up: "Why don't you buy something to eat for your Pixar?"

"That...... How much?" asked Dra, as everyone's Pixar rested quietly on their shoulders, not moving.

The sign turned around instantly, revealing the back: "Free, the academy includes room and board, including Pixar." ”

"That'...... Then I'll have a box of this......" Della swallowed and carefully took a wooden box from the trolley.

He was very hungry, and he didn't have enough to eat yesterday, but what made him desperate was that there was a clear line of big words written on the wooden box: Pixar only!

Everything around was so strange that Della didn't dare to disobey the reminder on the wooden box, so she had to open the wooden box and push it to Pixar.

When everyone saw that it was okay, they also brought some food to their partners.

And because of the constant contact between dwarves and orcs, Lem saw that Kraken was motionless, and his expression was more sad than that of his seven years of iron, and at the same time that something seemed to be missing from his shoulder, so he asked:

"Brother Nezumi, where's your Pixar? isn't it hungry?"

Kraken took out of his luggage and put the drunken Pixar on the table: "My name is Krakenskavin, my Pixar...... I don't think it wants to eat for a while. ”

Kiss~

Another green bubble popped in Pixar's nostrils.