"Is Professor Namor here? Monroe shouted into the depths of the cave.

The cave was deep, and Monroe's voice echoed as it traveled farther and farther away.

Whoa-

A swarm of bats woke up by the sound, flapping their wings over the heads of the Rorschach and flying out of the cave.

"Who......" a slow voice came from the depths of the cave.

Immediately afterward, a glimmer of light began to glow from the other side of the cave, and gradually extended towards the mouth of the cave.

At the same time, the sound of footsteps approached.

"It's me, Monroe. ”

"It's you. The slow voice was already very close, and with the light gradually shining on both sides of the cave, it was finally possible to see the appearance of the person coming.

This is a lean old man wearing animal skins, like a hunter in the mountains, don't look at his slow voice, but the whole person feels extraordinarily lean, not like an old man at all.

But what made Rorschach feel weird the most was that this lean old man didn't look like a wizard in terms of appearance or dress.

Walking closer, the lean old man continued, "Something happened to the academy?"

"No, this time I came purely for a private matter that I want to ask you, please don't be surprised if you disturb me. Monroe, the long-haired man, was very polite.

"Private?" the lean old man Namosis frowned, "Are we acquainted?"

A cold sweat left on Rorschach's forehead.

What's the rhythm?

This Professor Namosis really doesn't save any face for Monroe.

'These two aren't going to fight directly...... ' Rorschach thought with some pain.

Considering his own strength, if the two in front of him really fought, Rorschach didn't feel that he could stay out of the matter at all, and the aftermath alone could make him die many times.

However, Rorschach's concern was obviously a little unnecessary, and in the face of Professor Namossis's almost rude reaction, Monroe surprisingly did not show any dissatisfaction, and still said with a smile, "It's really not familiar, so I'm just here to ask what you mean, what if you happen to be willing to do me this favor?"

"Do you want me to guide him?" The lean old man didn't say much, but he was not slow to react, and looked directly at Rorschach behind Monroe.

Suddenly being noticed by the lean old man Namoses, Rorschach only felt that he had become a prey being targeted, and he was very uncomfortable all over his body.

"This old man smells of my kindred...... There is also an extremely violent 'appetite', which is not simple, you should be careful. A small jagged mouth appeared behind Rorschach's ear, alerting him in a voice that was almost inaudible.

Of course, Rorschach knew that this lean old man was not simple, even if 'Tang' didn't remind him, there was no doubt about it, a first-ring wizard at the peak level of the crystal soul was like a big mountain to him now, not to mention climbing over, even the top of the mountain could not be seen for the time being.

"Exactly, what does Professor Namor think?" Monroe smiled.

"He stays, you can go. The lean old man said succinctly.

"You agreed?" This time it was Monroe's turn to be stunned, even if he expected that Namoses would finally agree to teach Rorschach, but he didn't expect to agree so simply, "Then thank you Professor Namor, I owe you a favor for this matter, this little guy was entrusted to me by an old friend of mine, please bear with me more, please." ”

"Hmm. The lean old man answered, unable to see his joy or anger.

Seeing this, Monroe smiled slightly and turned his head to Rorschach and said, "Then you can stay here for the time being, you can come to me at any time if you have anything, my teaching building you have been to is there." ”

"Okay. Rorschach nodded in understanding.

Monroe patted Rorschach on the shoulder and walked out of the cave.

The thin old man glanced at Monroe's departing back, and only when Monroe completely disappeared from his eyes did he speak slowly, "You already have the taste of 'Food Spirit' on your body, and it's not an ordinary 'Food Spirit', am I right?"

"Hey, old man, don't pretend to be a ghost, call that guy on your body out, he can sense 'Tang', do you think that 'Tang' can't sense him?"

"Don!" Rorschach whispered, somewhat annoyed.

The lean old man is different from Melissa, although the two are the same level of characters, but the latter is Rorschach's own aunt, even if he occasionally recklessly says the wrong thing.

But the thin old man and Rorschach don't have much to do with each other, if a trainee wizard annoys a wizard at the peak of the crystal soul, even if he is taught a lesson, absolutely no one can say anything, even Monroe can't really ask the thin old man for an explanation because of this.

'Don' usually speaks a little out of tune, and Rorschach can not take it seriously, but now he can't take it seriously.

It's just that what Rorschach didn't expect was that the lean old man, who was not merciless to Monroe, who was also a professor of the [White Plate Academy], was indifferent to the offense of 'Don', but looked at the back of Rorschach's hand with interest, "Are you the big man sensed by Samuel?"

"Samuel?' 'General' level clansman?" After hearing the thin old man's words, 'Tang' directly judged the level of the 'food spirit' on the thin old man's body.

"Samuel has seen Lord Don!"

At the same time as 'Tang' asked, a mouth also appeared on the thin old man's exposed right arm, and he suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" said Don.

"I was once under the command of Lord Canon of the Seventh Division, and I was fortunate enough to see your glory as Lord 'Tang', but you shouldn't have noticed me. The small mouth on the lean old man explained.

"Canon's subordinates, huh...... I don't need to talk about the past, and now you're ahead of me, which is good. "Don applauded.

The small mouth of the lean old man seemed to be particularly useful for the praise of 'Don', and said in a tone of excitement that could not be concealed, "My lord has won the award, Samuel dare not be it! Your lord, you will return to the top sooner or later, I firmly believe in this!"

"I hope so. "Don" said calmly.

At this time, the thin old man suddenly spoke, "Can Samuel be so respected, is your 'king' or 'emperor' level?"

Obviously, the lean old man, as a food wizard, also had a clear classification of the 'food spirit', and soon roughly guessed that 'Tang' was not simple.

Without waiting for 'Tang' to answer himself, Samuel, his little mouth, spoke on his behalf, "Lord 'Tang' is one of the greatest 'emperor' leaders of my clan, Namor, for my sake, please don't be rude to Lord 'Tang', is it okay?"