Chapter 133: The South Wind Advances North (Part II)
What does the Windranger aspect mean?
"Anyway, the face is lost, it's better to get the real benefits" Shane guessed, and the result was the same as guessing. But it was Aurelia who made the suggestion.
"She wants to take advantage of the opportunity to get close to you, the position of the legal system is already in the cooperation between the two companies, and Aurelia continues to promote the cooperation. But don't think that she's really working together for the sake of the two families, Aurelia seems to get the benefit from the Dawnblade as a victory. ”
Sylvanas hurried back to the White Tower, and Shane's small living room was filled with a female elf again. Outside of work, the elves drank tea with him, the elves ate with him, and the elves practiced with him, while Shane listened to her complaints, listened to her complaints, and listened to her tell her joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
When Wen Leisha was disciplined, her parents and eldest sister unanimously agreed to keep her away from the White Tower and send her to work in a distant place. Aurelia is therefore training Wenressa, apparently intending to defeat each of the two sisters.
Sylvanas was happy because the two-person world was more comfortable than the three-person world. She used the extremely important reason of the Arcane Academy to send the command post to the White Tower. At this time, even the words tasted of honey: "Shane, I'm curious, what team will you bring to pick me up." ”
Shane said: "It's definitely a way to marry you in an unexpected way." ”
"What about Windranger entering the legal system?" The elf asked, she loved Shane, but with Windranger in her name.
"Why not accept it? I agree," Sean replied, thinking 'what a good worker' and 'Aurelia cocooned herself'.
Without Aurelia, Sylvanas and his life returned to its original tracks, soothing and enjoying the last days of peace. Sean seems to have a dull life, but he methodically pushes his plans forward. The orc invasion is counted as the first exam, not to mention 100 points, at least 60 points.
During this period, Sean went to Silvermoon City once to preside over the recruitment and personnel work, but the main legal management was completely thrown to the mentor, and the old man also had to exert his spare heat, didn't he? With the cunning of the Mentor, the Dawnblade will not suffer.
In late autumn, when the north wind is just blowing. At Baita College, the laughter and laughter of the students reflect the harvest land. The new students follow the tradition set by Shane and busily shuttle through the nursery, just like their predecessors. Harvesting, tasting, recording the medicinal properties of herbs, and cultivating the habit of hands-on practice.
The sun shines on the body, and there is a slight feeling of comfort throughout the body. Long clothes and trousers are standard equipment for students, because even when the sun shines and the wind blows on the skin, there is a watery cool feeling.
More than 150 students, more than 150 seeds, they don't know what kind of light of life they will release in the future.
Looking at their work, there are men and women who shyly express their hazy emotions with each other, and there are also men and men who are friends with each other, rubbing out the sparks of youth. Shane walked by. They called 'Principal', 'Dean' and 'Chief Master', and the youthful atmosphere added color to the autumn mood.
They were all Shane's lovely students, and if it weren't for their knowledge of history, Shane would be reluctant to let them go to war.
In the red sun and white tower, on the day of the harvest and fragrant harvest, a ranger hurriedly ran out on a chocobo and galloped towards the venue of the practical class.
"Apprentice, where is the master?" asked the ranger, holding a civilian apprentice.
"Over there," the student pointed in the direction, and the ranger ran in that direction.
Sean took the time to read the lecturers' reports. It is generally believed that the teaching staff is not enough, and a lecturer in a spell class should give a good lecture, and the number of students should be around twenty. More and more. Not every student can take care of it. The problem is easy to solve, ask the mage group dignitaries of the Dawnblade.
When he was with the students, Sean didn't ask the guards to follow, which would cause a gap with the students, and the clerk Elech stayed in the White Tower to help him with his chores. The secretarial work was carried out by two apprentices.
Sashana fended off the reckless ranger, "Is there anything urgent?" ”
"Miss Sasana. There's news from Silvermoon City," said the Ranger, and Sashana let him pass.
Shane heard the Ranger and the apprentice talking, waited for him to get closer, looked up and said, "Is there anything going on in Silvermoon City?" ”
"Master, it's your captain Latherne who has returned, and he asks you to return to Yangfan Harbor to check the results."
"Oh, I know, when you go back and ask for a message from Erecia, you will tell me that I will be there tomorrow morning."
"Yes"
The last step of the phased goal, the Mage Tower Floating Plan is about to make the final sprint.
Things were too busy, the ranger left, and outside the courtyard where he was resting, more than a dozen students were brought over. Without exception, the mouth is swollen like a fat fish's head, and the elegance and grace of the elves have all flown to the goblin islands.
"Because they were careless, they didn't understand the principle of tasting herbs and paying attention to the neutralization of medicinal properties, and they recklessly ate too much, and they became like this," said Master Harold, shaking his head and telling Shane, who had done the same last year, and who had used white lies to cheer up his students, but this year there were a bit of a lot of them, and the 'lies' had to be more convincing.
"After a while, Master Shane will explain to you, in fact, a little frustration is nothing," Harold said to the students, shaking his cane, "Master Shane was in a worse situation than you when he was your age, I don't believe you can ask Master Shane." ”
"Master Please"
Shane looked at the students as gently as possible, not to make them nervous, and said with a smile: "Yes, when I was your age, I tasted the medicinal properties, and my mouth was swollen for three days and three nights, if it wasn't for the mentor to find the old priest for treatment, I thought I would always be like this, and then I had to find a female fish man to live for the rest of my life." It scared the hell out of me, you know? I'm more disturbed than you are. ”
"Because of the recovery of her mouth, did you get the favor of Miss Windranger?"
"You can think so." Shane said to the students, comforting them: "After the class, go to the town to find the pastor for help, ask for help from people you don't know, count your homework for your own future, you have to work hard to find a pastor who will help you"
More than a dozen elves with fat fish heads sold cute in the town for help, which became a cultural landscape.
However, it is unknown if there was a 'traitor' who sent a message to Sylvanas, and that night, when Shane returned to the White Tower, Sylvanas arrived earlier than usual and stewed a pot of fish for Shane, and the milky white soup was full of fish heads.
The elf played a plate for Shane: "The ones I picked in the market are all the heads of the motherfish. Shane, eat more. ”
'Who is the eyeliner that their sisters love to put in my side?' Shane thought to the question again. But thinking about it in my heart, I won't ask specifically, and leave it to the female elf as a laughing method to spice up the mood in the world.
At night, after Shane overtook King Kong's palm to pick up eggs, he continued to meditate until dawn, and then teleported to Yangfan Harbor, where the Wind of the North was lying quietly on the berth.
Once the mentor's right-hand man, Latherne is now a pioneer in Shane's development of the Northlands. He completed the task perfectly, and brought back a little more than ten percent more material. (To be continued.) )