Lann rode Popai, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and walked with Margarita on the dirt roads of the countryside of Willen.

He now only carries a sword of the Lake Maiden on his back, although the steel sword of the Xiong School is only knocked out of a small gap.

But in a high-strength swordfight, this small gap can become a fatal flaw. Rann left the sword in the dark waters, where Berengar kept and repaired it.

"The Lady of the Lake wouldn't be angry if she knew that you had replaced Arondaet's scabbard so easily, would she?"

Margarita's body shuddered as the horses beneath her teased, and she laughed at Lane.

When the Lady of the Lake gave her this magnificent sword, it was accompanied by a wooden scabbard decorated with gold and inlaid with small pearls.

As soon as Len and Margarita came out of the small fishing village of Oriden, the scabbard on Lan's back turned into a simple scabbard covered with fish skin.

Although the careful corners can be seen from the careful production, the value must have dropped more than ten times compared with the previous one.

"The lady is the embodiment of the five virtues of the knight, but she is not so stingy. And"

Riding on Popai's back, Lan's silver hair fluttered in the wind of Willen, like his free and easy mood.

"This is a scabbard from a friend, and it is more valuable than real money."

Lan came with only one sword on his back, making the villagers think he was in trouble. But they also knew that they couldn't make a good sword here, and they couldn't help Lan En.

So a group of people scraped together, anxious not to touch the ground, and made a scabbard for him under Lan En's persuasion, just like at the beginning.

The fish skin was Bernie's most recent harvest, the sewing was Lady Donna's needlework, the fine hardwood was found by old Allen, and the work of the scabbard was the work of the village blacksmith who spent three hours rushing to work.

These things are not worth much in Wilen locally, but they were saved by Lan's friends in the village of Oredon.

When the villagers gave the scabbard to Lan En, he did not hesitate to replace the luxurious scabbard given by the Lady of the Lake.

Tucked the delicate and noble Arondette into the mediocre scabbard.

It was as if the gold and pearls on the scabbard were stones from the ground.

Maybe in his eyes, those things didn't make him as grateful as people felt from the bottom of their hearts.

Margarita spent a long day with him in the dilapidated fishing village, smiling at the interaction between a witcher who had slaughtered Count Staësa and a group of Willen fishermen.

As she said goodbye to the villagers, she looked at Lan En's eyes softer.

The two of them traveled through the treacherous land of Willen, and now the witchers who had to be separated from the hordes of water ghosts were now able to slay through a well-guarded manor of the earl.

What's more, there is also a sorceress who is the dean by her side at this time.

Willen, who goes out is no different from gambling, is no longer dangerous in front of the current two.

Lane came to Goth Willen again, and under the leadership of Margarita, this time he entered Eretusa very smoothly.

"Welcome, witcher. Welcome back to Erethusa. ”

Tishaya, the former head of Eretusa, is now the archmage of the Academy's pillar. She greeted Lanne and Margarita personally after they crossed the long bridge in front of the academy and entered the palace gates.

This archmage, who has lived for at least four or five hundred years, still maintains a symmetrical and regular attire, as well as that delicate but rigid face.

"Flattered, my mentor." With a narrow smile on her face, Margarita walked over to Tishaya. "I've never been treated like this when I've been out and come back before."

"That's why I said 'Welcome to the Witcher,' not 'Welcome to our current dean,' who went out without permission."

Tishaya's eyes didn't even tilt to Margarita beside her.

Lan smiled and saluted the archmage, and she responded with dignity and grace.

Tishaya returned the salute while still scolding her students.

"Thanks to you, the whole of the North now knows that you are at odds with Meligard, so that you can be considered a 'neutral unit'. Although they are not as clear as Foltest is now about the source of their conflict. But it's also a matter of time. ”

Speaking of this, Tishaya glanced at the silver-haired cat's 'source of contradiction' with an expressionless face, and her face was slightly distracted for a moment.

Although I have seen Lan En's current appearance in the video, after seeing the real person. If the Demon Hunter in front of him hadn't been flooded, he would have been temptingly terrifying.

"Alright, Rita. Don't leave guests hanging at the door, it's rude. ”

With her hands in front of her stomach, Tishaya turned and led the two of them down the ornate long hallway, towards the upper floors of Aretusa.

In this sprawling castle, the trio also caught the attention of passing students.

Two glamorous deans, and a demon hunter who has been in the limelight lately, and I heard that he is still in the limelight.

These energetic and monotonous female warlock apprentices, the meat jokes derived from this situation made Mr. Lan, a simple young man with sensitive hearing, feel very difficult.

When I arrived at the door of the dean's room, I barely adjusted the expression on my face.

Inside, Tishaya naturally sat down in the dean's seat, while Margarita lazily lay down on the cashmere chaise long.

"You may be seated."

Tishaya reached out to Lan En and gestured to the guest across the desk.

"I heard from Rita about your intentions, but I still feel a little abrupt."

"To tell you the truth, Eretusa's investment in you was initially just to add a little deterrent to the academy, or to get a high-level fighter who can cooperate with you for a long time."

"But your performance has completely exceeded our expectations after that night at your Virgin. Not beyond in general, but far beyond that. ”

Margarita on the chaise longue raised her hand lazily and expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Tishaya! Do you think I'm not a deterrent? I can beat Meligodd and Felipa! ”

The corners of Lan's mouth twitched. Why don't you let Triss go?

"Yes, our dean can beat two long-established sorceresses, it's amazing. But even if you double your power, you won't be able to affect the price of the entire continent's Demon Blocking Gold! ”

Tishaya spoke lightly, choking Margarita directly.

Lan En listened to the topic for some reason, he hadn't paid attention to the news since he returned.

Tishaya slightly straightened her somewhat asymmetrical puffy sleeves and gave the witcher a brief introduction.

"Ever since you finished that big thing half a month ago, Covel's orders for Demonic Gold have skyrocketed every day. The escorts of the various kingdoms are rushing to buy, and the market is volatile as a result. A large number of wild mages were drafted, either directly into the army, or became sparring partners. Lanne."

Tishaya's sensible and calm gaze met Lan'en's, as if she were expounding a natural theorem that could not be ignored.

"Your disposition of Stetsa has terrified them."

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