It's a pity that Lan En originally wanted to use bankruptcy to motivate the lazy Kirin.

But the ancient dragons of the New World are not bird hunters at all.

The head is crooked, the hooves are stilted, and whoever you love.

In desperation, the witcher had no choice but to return to Eretusa with Eru and the ancient dragon.

The man came out of the chasm in the morning, and the hooves of the ancient dragon stepped on the huge reef where Eretusa was located in the afternoon near dusk.

"You'll get everything in order here, flannel ball."

Lan En took advantage of this time to remove the armor and equipment on the Qilin's body, as well as the wide and draped silk rune cloth.

Therefore, the apprentice sorceress who sneaks out of the academy and has a tryst with her lover outside is also a major feature of Eretusa and Goth Willen.

Silently, Lan appeared in the Losummer Palace on the first floor of Eretusa.

And after passing by, he turned around in surprise as if he came back to his senses and suddenly realized, hoping to capture the back just now.

The witcher sneered as he dealt with the apprentices around him with a polite and distant smile.

When Lan went to the classroom to observe, many of the apprentices or lecturers would quietly unbutton their shirts.

The hot breath breathed on the other party's body, and the hair stood on end.

Sitting on a red cashmere bench, Tishaya's legs overlapped under the long navy blue dress, the sorceress's beautiful figure was taut by this dress.

Elu is industrious and lively by nature, so it doesn't seem to feel tired at all.

"Good, at least you're not hungry enough to go to bed in the dean's office."

The flannel ball also threw a large package on the floor of the secret room.

A series of electric sparks flickered on the pale mane.

After two "bangbang" sounds, there was a silence in the office as if nothing had happened, followed by the muffled sound of a sturdy chair falling on a fine fur carpet.

"Alright, it's time for us to go to dinner, and we can talk about your funny little fetishes at the dinner table again."

She was reading the report in her hand with her glasses on, when one hand pulled her glasses from the bridge of her nose to the tip of her nose, and her eyes were fixed on the two people from the top edge of the frame.

Under her gaze, Len and Margarita blinked, and finally parted their bodies in large contact as if nothing had happened.

The former dean seemed to be fine, turning the pages of a large pile of reports in his hand, and his face was still with the indifferent expression of asceticism and self-restraint.

The pine resin was sorted into display cases, and the little furry paws placed the green plants in pots.

The doorknob turned and opened from the inside, and a cheer of excitement was heard.

Stripped of its restraints, the ancient dragon shook off like a normal horse.

The movements of the flannel ball hand stopped, the head was raised, and the small triangular ears were shaking, as if in deep thought.

But unlike the precarious horrors of the Fire World, Ran's first thought here was that it was almost time for dinner.

So by that time, many 'warriors' who thought that magic and witchcraft were not terrible at all compared to the graceful carcasses of the sorceress, and that they were more like fun.

The small dinner for the three was not grand, but the table in the dean's room guaranteed privacy.

Whenever the holidays are in place, Goth Willen's hotel rooms are in short supply.

"What do you want to eat at night? It's been a long time since we've had a serious meal. ”

"There are no holidays for members of the Association of Talents and Skills. The members are asked to deal with important matters, and there is no such thing as a fixed time to rest in this kind of position. ”

Lan En then prepared to go up to eat first, and then bring down the flannel ball.

The teacher crushed his own students in an understatement.

From time to time, apprentices passed by him in the midst of laughter.

The witcher could even feel the heat on it, and the light tremor that came from the beating of his heart.

Lan En duly raised a questioning voice.

Finally, after getting close to the dean's office, the situation was a little better.

Lane wasn't as dissatisfied as Margarita, and she was about to increase her already magnificent front armor by another size.

Looking out to sea from the opening of the cave, the sun was already shining.

In the face of her students' dissatisfaction and complaints, Tishaya is obviously familiar with coping with it.

"Hah!"

"Remember to tidy up the scene at the end, Rita."

As if he had been back for a long time, Lan En walked leisurely between the hallways and floors.

The witcher sat down in the guest seat across from his desk, looking with interest at Tishaya, who was also sitting upright on the bench.

"You're a ruin, Tishaya."

Tishaya was still checking on Margarita's work over time, and she responded to Rann as she flipped through the papers.

There seemed to be an air of urgency and enthusiasm in the air.

"If you're really looking for an audience during sex, I'll take the time. But."

"Fish cutlet with clam chowder?" His big wet eyes lit up, and he stared at Lan En with an expectant gaze. "I love this meow!"

Margarita jumped on top of him, her plump legs wrapped around his waist and her hands wrapped around the back of his neck.

And in this case, it is not difficult to speculate what the image of Lanen, who is free to move freely in Eritusari, is in the eyes of many female apprentices and even teachers.

The open-mindedness of the sorceress makes them not repulsive, and even enjoys encounters such as one-night stands.

"Once I'm working, I don't like to stop until I'm done. But I get tired eventually, so I take care of my body and spirit."

"Well, I regret stopping now."

But after Margarita came to power, she seemed to be a little less deterrent because of her harmonious relationship with teachers and students.

They could both feel that each other's breathing was starting to be a little rapid, and it was hot.

It can be seen that she doesn't seem to have been back to Eritusa for a long time.

Because of magic, even if the room is not completely enclosed, the sea breeze that blows in still can't bring moisture.

It's all too iconic.

Lan sat sideways in his chair and made an exaggerated but elegant gesture to Tishaya.

Caused Margarita on the other side to roll her eyes.

The current dean said angrily.

Her long, golden hair hung down and mingled with the strands of molten silver, and Margarita's forehead was pressed against Lann.

The stone door built into the wall was not at all abrupt under the influence of magic.

Lan waved to the kitten, and then made his way up the stairs.

Both of them looked to the side at the same time.

It seems to be obsessed with organizing its collection.

It was like a basin of cold water poured over their heads, causing Lane and Margarita to freeze for a moment.

"Huh?"

I looked to the side at the flannel ball.

Still coming ashore from the cavern beneath the huge reef, Lan En twisted his neck and said in a relaxed voice.

"Looks like I came back at a good time? Are you also on vacation? ”

Go up through the secret passage that Margarita had carved out, push open the stone door, and then turn and close it again.

There is no doubt that in front of a teacher with hundreds of years of experience, Margarita's arrogance and avant-garde are not enough.

The three-flower kitten began to tidy up with great interest.

"I'm honored then."

Clearly, when Tishaya was Dean of Eretusa, the Dean was synonymous with majesty and rigor.

"Got it."

But a sudden 'whooshing' sound of turning the pages of a book, completely ignoring the atmosphere, penetrated into this ambiguous and fiery atmosphere.

"I think it's a more appropriate time frame to use your return date as the basis for rest. It won't be delayed, but it's enough for me to rest. ”

Seeing the two of them tidy up their clothes, Tishaya put her glasses back on the bridge of her nose and turned her gaze back to the report in her hand.

She carefully arranged the two things in a neat and symmetrical posture on the coffee table.

The witcher leaned down obediently, smiling.

He seemed to be dragged through the door by a gust of wind, and before he could look around, a dark shadow obscured his vision.

Looks like it really wants to grow some.

And the ravine was less than two centimeters away from Lan En's face.

Tall beyond the average human, with his face and molten silver hair.

The red crystal eyes looked at Lan En, and with a 'snort', he turned his head and jumped off the reef, running towards the depths of the sea to play.

Lane said to Margarita, who filled the table with a wave of his hand.

A white, powerful arm grabbed the bearskin collar of Lanen's armor through the crack in the open door.

The gold necklace around her neck, under the influence of gravity, had been hanging deep into the deep ravine.

Facing the beautiful and familiar mahogany door, Lan En stepped forward and knocked.

As the last sentence was finished, Tishaya seemed to have finished reading the document, placing a stack of pages on the coffee table in front of the bench and taking off the glasses on her face.

"Roger."

Eritusa is a closed, elite educational environment, and although there are holidays, it is clear that there are not enough female apprentices with equal energy and curiosity.

For this reason, Lane kept smashing her mouth in front of Margarita, which made the sorceress extremely angry.

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"Add a clam chowder with fish cutlet, and I'll send it down in a moment. The flannel ball is still waiting. ”

"Look at the friendly and polite way you both look now. We should have just gone a little crazier and made a mess of that chair and coffee table! ”

The current dean complained angrily about his teacher, then bypassed the desk and sat down again. Or slumped into the chair behind the desk.

She still likes to use flamboyant and brilliant gold jewelry to set off her equally flamboyant and brilliant beautiful body.

This kind of spell that is related to the enjoyment of life, Margarita is undoubtedly stronger than Tishaya.

Although the sorceress's teacher was not pleased with this, it was just that.

(End of chapter)