Chapter 127 126. So annoying!

Goth Velen's Academy of Arethusa.

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 drapey clothes on her body outline a body curve that can make any man angry under the gravity.

On the desk on the side, Tishaya, who had just resigned and was temporarily serving as the honorary dean, was dealing with one document after another with his head down.

The daily management of Arethusa College is just like what Tissaya said, it still has to be handled by her.

Margarita is not a woman who has the patience to devote herself to management. She has much more patience with putting on makeup than correcting documents.

The purpose of promoting her to the position of dean is to declare Aretuza's power to this increasingly chaotic world.

For example, Philippa Earhart, the actual person in charge of Redania today, knows very well that if the two of her are tied together, they will not be able to match Margarita in terms of magic.

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

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Lan learned of O'Riden's current situation through Margaretta's message.

At this moment, Margarita was as immature as a schoolgirl whose love interest was about to be stolen away.

"Especially when she is currently the most popular royal advisor in Temerian official circles."

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

The old demon hunter, who looked much better, continued to ask about the basic skills of the person he was teaching.

"Not to mention the more difficult decoctions, even magic potions and sword oils only have a few types?"

It felt like a big stone was relieved in my heart.

As her teacher, Tissaya continued to process the documents with a calm expression.

In Mentos' view, Berengar's questioning was simply questioning his ability to work!

He had to calm himself down first.

But what was unexpected was that Tisaya had no idea that this young demon hunter would make such a big fuss within a few days of leaving Arethusa.

In the end, Lan En's sword stabbed him directly into his body.

Belengar swallowed, looked at Lan En who was not injured at all, and confirmed his knowledge.

Last night, there were many times when facing plate-armored warriors who were difficult to kill with one hit, Mentos's [Axxi Sign] interfered with the enemy's thoughts.

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

"So you don't know how to make alchemy bombs, [North Wind], [Honeycomb], anything?"

At the same time, Berengar also started tutoring Lan En.

Tisaya once suggested that Margarita, if she really believes in Lan En's potential, then give the witcher her mark, the mark that belongs to Aretuza.

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

The sorceress, who was dressed neatly and dignifiedly, but with a large opening in her neckline, raised her eyes and looked at her student.

But Berengar didn't want to break up the issue with Lan.

Mentos makes it easy to capture these sentiment analyses.

"You are no longer of the age to study in the academy, Rita. Don't talk bad about your sisters like a group of quarrelsome girlfriends."

After a long while, Margarita muttered a name bitterly.

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

"Yes! Hot! But this hotness was given to her by Lan En!"

"Actually, I mainly lack the formula, but I am still very confident in my alchemy ability."

When this was mentioned, Margarita became even more angry.

He began to live peacefully in the Dark Water, waiting for the mission call from the Lady of the Lake.

But when he thought about the abnormal things about Lan En, he still kept his mouth shut.

"She helped in Temeria and took risks. Even if she has slept with the witcher now, there is nothing to say. In fact, I think with Merigold's impulsive character, she should

You can't refuse him either. And the meeting between them was arranged by you, remember?"

But now, this sorceress, who is not to mention top-notch in the field of magic, can be considered a first-class one. After slowly putting down the cone-shaped crystal in her hand, her expression became gloomy and uncertain.

The corners of Berengar's mouth twitched.

In the tavern room, Lan nodded calmly to Berengar.

But at the next moment, the two stacks of documents, which were originally symmetrically placed, experienced slight friction while Tissaya was handling them, and the symmetrical arrangement was broken.

But no matter how confident you are, if you tell him that Vesemir killed more than two hundred outstanding warriors with just his sword, it will be hard for him to believe it.

The seal actually accounts for a high proportion in his combat system.

Tisaya's face is still tender and beautiful, but she is actually a powerful mage who is nearly five hundred years old. In her long life, she has never seen such a person.

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

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

Lan En raised his eyebrows.

It makes them feel that the dullness of the helmet is unbearable, or that the awkwardness of a certain armor part is difficult to ignore.

Berengar has great confidence in this old guy's fighting ability.

"Let's start with basic alchemy first. I will give you the formula from shallow to deep in the context of alchemy concepts for practice and understanding."

He originally thought that Lan En would at least fight like an orthodox demon hunter.

Tisaya lowered her head to handle the documents and paused for a moment, but then returned to normal.

This is also where Mento thought in his mind.

Coat your sword with sword oil, drink poisonous potions and decoctions, and keep the alchemy bomb at hand at any time.

If he infiltrated without warning, Berengar felt that there should be a few outstanding people in his school who could accomplish Lan En's feat last night with sufficient preparation.

You really didn’t use any damn props! You killed more than two hundred soldiers by force!

Lan En carefully listed the techniques he used last night.

"Triss Merigold!"

"The sneaky guy! The sneaky cat!"

That old man from Vesemir said that too!

Her beautiful long golden hair was spread out by her owner in a frantic manner.

"Ahhh! I'm so annoyed!"

At least Vesemir, the living fossil of the Wolf School, is more than four hundred years old, but it is not impossible to kill more than two hundred people in complex terrain regardless of the cost and fully armed.

On this issue, Lane pointed out a little difference of opinion.

Why didn’t I know when the Xiong School became so naughty?

“彳亍”

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

"Wow, you are quite good at teaching people."

"It's not that I can teach people." Berengar said expressionlessly. "It's the people who taught me things who taught me things like this."

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