Accustomed to the cute appearance of his mentor for no reason, the Storm Great Druid rearranged a standard Druid disciple ceremony.

After using elemental shocks to stir up the wind and rain on the top of the Emerald Council Tower for a long time, Vandal Ilminster realized that it was the disciple he had been waiting for to meet him.

Thinking of the thunder in his ears just now, the academic grandmaster druid could think of what had just happened even if his IQ was about to be eaten by the ancient tree of war, and he quickly put away the elemental deterrence that had a greater deterrent effect than the actual effect.

After pausing slightly, the ordinary wooden staff in his hand signaled that his former apprentice was exempt, stroked his beard, which was almost up to his knees, and said:

"The Spirit of the Storm heralded your arrival in the drizzle, Che Casada, the Druid of the Storm, and what questions do you have that I need to answer as a soon-to-earth mentor?"

"May the Heart of Nature live forever, Storm Spirit, and may you live as green as the Heart of Nature."

Didn't care why the irascible Storm Spirit would give his mentor a warning in the drizzle, and even the well-known terrorist-turned-Storm Great Druid did it well.

After all, it was he who left the Emerald Council in a fit of anger and gave up his identity as a Druid Elder, if it weren't for his mentor, the leader of the Emerald Council might have been removed from the Druid Guild long ago.

Even if he didn't care much about this empty seat, he had been in it for many years, and more importantly, if it wasn't for his mentor's protection, it would not be so easy to come back to the Jade Council this time.

"Of all my disciples, you are the least flattering." Instead of using the power of the elements of nature to look youthful like Che Casada, the legendary Druid Maestro Fandar Ilminster looks like a 100-year-old old girl.

With a completely white beard and long hair, and a druid-green robe, Vandal Ilminster gives the first impression of an old man among old men.

However, as for the appearance of his mentor's handsome grandfather, the Storm Great Druid remembers very deeply that when he was an apprentice, he often saw that his mentor would spend at least more than an hour every day using various spells to straighten his beard and long hair.

There is even a fourth-level spell "Vandall's Beard Comb" specially developed for this purpose, and as his apprentice, no matter which department you specialize in, this fourth-level spell is a must for the final exam.

As a specialist in the storm system, Che Casada, in order to complete the final exam, was tossed by this variant of the fire + nature spell "Smoldering Root", and the fourth-level spell was a big test for the storm great druid who was less than level 10 at the time.

Pretending not to hear the words of the old man's version of the cute mentor, Che Casada showed a wry smile.

Sure enough, the druid master, who had been serious for less than a minute, stomped the wooden staff in his hand and said in a reprimanding tone:

"What are you laughing at, I didn't even ask the nervous storm spirit to unilaterally cut off contact, I don't know when you will arrive, I just waited here for more than ten days"

Before the Great Druid of the Storm, who was about to defend or admit his mistake, spoke, Vandal Ilminster continued:

"I calculated, according to your speed, even if you eat and drink in the middle and sleep secretly, it will only take ten days at most to fly to the Jade Tower, why do you use it so hard...... Wait for me to see. ”

Halfway through his anger, Vandal Ilminster found that he had forgotten time because he was sleeping, so he secretly glanced at the sky, looked directly through the clear sky and clouds, compared the movement of the stars, and took a long time before he continued:

"Why did it take fifteen days?"

Knowing that he shouldn't interrupt his mentor's anger, Grand Druische Casada, who was silent even for a short time before Vandal Ilminster set the time, explained:

"Sorry, mentor, I'm experiencing traffic restrictions."

"Traffic control?? You even told me about traffic control?? You...... Oh. It turned out to be traffic control, no wonder ......"

Vandal Ilminster, who just wanted to get back a little bit of face from his apprentice, fell asleep because he was out of shape, didn't expect to get this answer.

Just as he was about to have a seizure to show his eternal correctness as a mentor, the legendary grandmaster who had just come out of his mouth to understand that he had come back to his senses forcibly retracted what he was going to say, and was forced to show a trace of his expression.

Originally, as a legendary-level great druid, even if he took the shortest distance between two points and transformed into a storm crow to fly over, as long as he didn't go to the airspace of the ruling capital of a high-level human kingdom, not many people would not be able to think of blocking a legend.

It is a pity that since Illidan Ntreli raised the magic sword Kazan curse and turned into a ghost in the Far North Plateau a few decades ago, it has caused a turmoil in the north-south pattern that has not been seen for thousands of years.

Not only has it caused all kinds of disputes on the border between the High Human Kingdom and the Undead Empire, but it has also made countless Lich Death Knights hate dragging their families to escape the war and come to the warm south that they don't like very much.

When I don't know how many lich rode the bone dragon hula hula from the sky above a certain high human kingdom city, causing a series of traffic conditions, after three days and three nights of temporary G7 summit (the meeting of the seven higher human empires/republics/federations, G takes the high character of the higher human race)

Measures such as the Law on Traffic Control in Special Situations, the Traffic Management Law, and so on have been promulgated.

Special passages and special areas were opened for those who were undead to be used and used, and it took more than twenty years for the first wave of undead refugees to stabilize the society.

After settling down, several people in the human kingdom discovered that traffic control laws could not only make society more harmonious but also provide more jobs, so everyone selectively forgot that these laws and regulations were only temporary.

If Che Casada is just an ordinary legend, he can apply for a route while flying past the law enforcement officers of the air traffic control center, after all, the status of the legend rank is there, and it is enough to let those ordinary people do it in writing or something.

It is a pity that Che Kasada has been labelled as an extremist since he pried open the sluice gates of the Sanshanjia Dam a hundred years ago to flood tens of thousands of herding people.

Then he may not be greeted by a few control center law enforcement officers riding griffon wurms, it is likely that a bunch of legends will run over him and run him over.

Vandal Ilminster, who knew that several of his apprentices were not so well-known, understood that Che Casada, who had lost the ability to fly and could arrive within fifteen days, did his best, and asked why Che Casada came in such a hurry.

The Great Druid of the Storm, Casada, was also interested in not dwelling on the topic of tardiness and traffic control, and followed his mentor to the Emerald Tower while mentioning Wang Rui.

"You're saying you've met a different Chosen One?"

After listening carefully to the information of his once proud son, the legendary grandmaster Fandar Ilminster, who stroked his beard, asked the question that Che Casada had been struggling with.

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