Goth Willen's Eretusa Academy.

Margarita put down the conical crystal in her hand.

This is the dean's office of the college, and the blonde beauty who is the dean is half-lying on a luxurious couch.

The draped clothes on the body are full of gravity, outlining the body curves that are enough to make any man's heart burn.

On the desk on the side, Tishaya, who had just stepped down and was appointed as honorary dean, was bowing her head and dealing with one document after another.

The day-to-day running of the Erethusa Academy, as Tishaya said, had to be handled by her.

Margarita is not a woman who has the patience to pounce on management, she has much more patience in makeup than in correcting documents.

Having her rise to the rank of Dean is more about announcing the power of Eretusa to an increasingly chaotic world.

For example, the actual ruler of Redania today, Felipa Eihart, knows very well that the two of her tied up will not be magically rivals to Margarita.

On the day Margarita was promoted, she passed through the portal and came to congratulate her in person.

And now, this sorceress is not the top in the field of magic, but also a super-first-class sorceress. But after slowly putting down the conical crystal in his hand, his face was gloomy and uncertain.

"Triss Melligard!"

It was a long time before Margarita muttered a name hatefully.

"Sneaking guy! Fishy! ”

Tishaya's hand as she looked down at the document paused slightly, but then returned to normal.

"You're not old enough to study at the Academy, Rita. Don't speak ill of your sisters like a grumpy girlfriend group. ”

The sorceress, who was neatly dressed, but had a small opening at the neckline, looked up at her student.

"Especially when she's the hottest royal advisor in Temerian officialdom right now."

At the mention of this, Margarita was even more angry.

She doesn't care about the intoxicating powers, but she cares how Triss got them!

"Yes! The supreme arrogance of a person with great power! But this hot heat was given to her by Lanen! ”

"She's done a favor and taken a risk in Temoria, and even if she's sleeping with the witcher by now, there's nothing to say, but I don't think Merrigord's impulsive personality will be able to refuse him. And the meeting between them is still your line, remember? ”

Speaking of this, Margarita's face became even more ugly.

"Ahhh Sick of it! ”

A beautiful long blonde hair was frantically scattered by the owner.

Margarita at this time, immature like a schoolgirl who is about to be pried away from her love interest.

As her teacher, Tishaya continued to work on the documents with a calm face.

But in the next moment, the two stacks of documents, which were originally symmetrically placed, had a slight friction when Tishaya was processing, and the symmetrical placement was broken.

Tishaya had advised Margarita that if she really recognized Ran's potential, then she should mark the witcher as hers, as Erethusa.

Give him benefits, give him support, and even give him affection.

But unexpectedly, Tishaya had no idea that this young witcher would make such a big move in the only few days after leaving Eretusa.

Tishaya's face was still delicate and beautiful, but she was actually a powerful mage who was nearly five hundred years old. In this long life, she had never seen such a person.

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Rann was informed of Oredon's situation under Margarita's message.

I put down a big stone in my heart.

He began to settle down in the dark waters, waiting for the Lady of the Lake to be summoned.

At the same time, Belengar also began to tutor Lann.

"So you don't know how to make alchemy bombs at all, [North Wind], [Honeycomb]. Nothing? ”

In the tavern room, Lan nodded calmly at Belengal.

He looked at the old demon hunter who was much better, and continued to ask about the basic skills of his teaching object.

"Not to mention the more difficult decoctions, there are only a few kinds of potions and sword oils?"

On this issue, Lane pointed out a point of disagreement.

"Actually, I'm mainly lacking in formulas, but I'm still very confident in my alchemy ability."

This is also where the Mantu thought comes to mind.

Belengar's questioning is, in Mentos's opinion, simply questioning his own ability to work!

But Belengar didn't want to get into trouble with Lanne.

He had to slow himself down first.

You don't really need any fucking props! Hacked to death more than 200 soldiers!

When did the Bear School become so NB, I don't know at all!

The old man of Viselmir also said!

"You really didn't have any props last night?"

Belengar swallowed and looked at Lan En, who was not hurt at all, to confirm his cognition.

He had expected that Len would at least fight like a proper witcher.

Coat your sword with sword oil, drink poisonous potions, decoctions, and alchemy bombs and hang them at hand.

If it had been in the unwarned infiltration, Belengar felt that there should be a few outstanding ones in his school who could do what Lan En did last night when he was well prepared.

At least the living fossil of the wolf school of Viselmir, although it is also more than 400 years old, it is not impossible to kill more than 200 people in complex terrain regardless of the cost and under full armament.

Belengar was confident in the old guy's fighting power.

But no matter how confident you are, it is hard for him to believe that you told him that Viselmir slashed with his sword and hacked more than 200 outstanding warriors to death one by one.

"I used a bottle of [Hanged Ghost's Poison], [Thunder], [Blizzard], and the Law Seal."

Lan enumerated the techniques he had used last night.

Fa Yin actually has a high proportion of his combat system.

Last night, there were many times when facing the Plate Warrior who was difficult to kill in one hit, and it was the [Axifah] assisted by Mentos who interfered with the enemy's thoughts.

Make them feel that the dullness of the helmet is unbearable, or that the awkwardness of a certain armor part is hard to ignore.

In the end, he was stabbed directly into his body by Lan En's sword.

Fighting is never a comfortable thing, and wearing armor is never a comfortable experience.

Mentos seems to have a relaxed grasp of these sentiment analyses.

The corners of Belengal's mouth twitched.

He instinctively wanted to refute, saying that all the seals except for the Griffin School were gua sha.

But thinking about the abnormalities in this guy Lanen, he still kept his mouth shut.

"Let's do it"

"Let's start with basic alchemy, and I will give you the formula in the context of alchemy concept from shallow to deep, and practice and understand."

Lan En raised an eyebrow.

"Wow, you're pretty good at teaching."

"It's not that I can teach." Belengar's face was expressionless. "That's what the people who taught me."

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