The master and apprentice chatted for a while, and the topic turned to Wright's junior sister Betty.

"Teacher, after you went out this time, I saw that it was not safe for Betty to be alone on Blackwater Street, so I took her to the college without permission."

Holy Magister Cromwell sighed. Although he was a strong man in the Holy Realm and could theoretically live longer than any disciple who had not entered the Holy Realm, he could not always protect these students.

On the one hand, prepare some powerful Warcraft contracts for these students to enhance their own strength, and on the other hand, let these students help each other.

He still has five students alive, among whom the two older ones, one entered the Earth Temple early and is now in the retirement stage, and the other married into a noble family and has many children and grandchildren, and his life is considered stable. What's more,

The death of these two people is coming soon. It is good to live their lives in peace, so naturally there is no need to think about them anymore.

The other three disciples, one of whom is considered a ninth-level warrior with some strength, have considerable hope of reaching the Holy Domain level, but they don't know whether they will be Holy Domain warriors or Holy Magisters.

Although Wright is the latest disciple he has accepted, he is still less than twenty years old. Compared with his thousands of years of life, he is still a very immature boy.

But Wright is very calm, kind-hearted, and has the qualifications to become a strong man. Apart from the fact that a warrior is stronger than a magician, he is quite satisfied with this disciple.

However, Betty, who had followed him since childhood, really made him a little worried.

"You, my little junior sister, are an abandoned baby I picked up once when I went out. This child's magic talent is very average. He cannot become a magister, grand magister or even reach the level of the holy realm like your senior brothers and sisters!"

"Fortunately, she is quite smart and can inherit my alchemy skills."

"Although alchemists also have a good status, but with alchemy alone and no fighting ability, a girl is more dangerous. So I went out this time to help her prepare a Warcraft cub. When the Warcraft grows up, this child will also

Some ability to protect yourself!"

Wright naturally understood what the teacher meant: "I know the teacher, and I will protect my little junior sister in the future."

Nodding, Holy Magister Cromwell waved his hand, and a pierced bag floated in front of his eyes.

Wright, who was sharp-eyed, noticed something struggling in the bag.

"Call your junior sister over here!" Holy Magister Cromwell ordered.

After a while, Wright took Betty back to the courtyard.

The bag had been opened, and two little things that looked like cats were lying on the small table in the courtyard.

"Oooh! Meow meow!"

The two little beasts are about the same size as adult domestic cats, but the ratio of the size of their heads to their bodies makes it obvious at a glance that they are two cubs. They look innocent and cute, with bright yellow fur, black stripes, and curled tails.

From time to time, he would grab it with his paws mischievously.

However, there are four rather long teeth protruding from the mouth, adding a domineering look to these two little beasts---even with their current size, this domineering look is very cute.

The most special thing is the eyes of these two little beasts, and the green color in the pupils is very rare among Warcraft, which also reveals the types of these two Warcraft cubs.

Betty's eyes lit up, what a cute little tiger!

"Teacher, this is the cub of the 'Blue-Eyed Tiger Mastiff'!" Although Wright also thought the two little beasts were really cute, he wanted to stroke them and stroke their heads, but after all, he was a more mature person, and he did not care about the monsters.

Some awareness.

The Blue-Eyed Tiger Mastiff is the top of the eight-level monsters, and it is a rare tiger-type monster that lives in groups. Generally, if a single ninth-level monster encounters a group of Blue-Eyed Tiger Mastiffs, it will be eaten if it does not escape quickly! But when I think of the teacher's Holy Demon

With the instructor's strength, it seems that catching two level eight monster cubs wouldn't be difficult, probably.

Wright obviously didn't know that the level 8 blue-eyed tiger mastiff was a very proud monster and would not tolerate its cubs being captured by humans.

A group of blue-eyed tiger mastiffs can number at least thirty or forty, and the tiger kings are often level nine monsters. The power of the flames spewed by ordinary blue-eyed tiger mastiffs is no less than level seven magic. A group of blue-eyed tiger mastiffs cannot form a collective attack, and the power of the flames is even threatening.

It’s down to the weakest saintly warriors.

If it is a ninth-level powerhouse, it is impossible to defeat it. If it is a saint realm powerhouse, they would rather die together!

Of course, for the Holy Magister Cromwell, who was already at the pinnacle of the Holy Domain, bypassing a group of blue-eyed tiger mastiffs to capture two baby tiger mastiffs, it was "somewhat interesting".

Although Betty is also a student of a strong man from the Sanctuary, and she is even considered an accomplished alchemist, she is actually just a thirteen-year-old girl. In terms of life experience, she is far from comparable to Wright. For the two kittens, the same

The cute little monster showed great affection, but did not dare to touch it without the teacher's permission.

"Betty," Holy Magister Cromwell said, "These two little monsters were originally given to you and your senior brother, but since your senior brother already has a monster that will be very powerful in the future, then these two little guys will

It’s all for you.”

"But don't look at how cute they are. They are the cubs of the top level eight magical beast 'Blue Eyed Tiger Mastiff'. Even in their current state, they have the strength of level three or four warriors. I will arrange a soul contract magic circle for you later.

After signing a contract with these two little guys, you can play with them."

"Thank you, teacher." Betty thanked the teacher in a very low voice, which made the Holy Magister Cromwell burst into laughter.

"By the way, teacher. Senior brother Wright still has an egg. Can you help him hatch it?"

"I'm not a big bird, how can I hatch a bird egg?" Holy Magister Cromwell scolded with a smile, and asked Wright to take out the egg of Lei Yun Peng Diao, carefully observe the pattern and halo of the egg, and then chuckled.

He said: "It's a good little guy. It will probably hatch out in more than a month."

"You are also very lucky, Wright. The Thunder Cloud Peng Diao is a very powerful ninth-level monster, and it only takes thirty years at most from hatching to adulthood! It can be a good helper for you in the future."

Wright also breathed a sigh of relief. Whether the little roc eagle can grow enough to help him is another matter. Maybe he will step into the holy realm in thirty years, but it is a good thing if he can be hatched.

Betty and Wright chatted with Holy Magister Cromwell and told some interesting stories. Betty grew up next to Holy Magister Cromwell and was very dependent on Holy Magister Cromwell. Although Wright was

Holy Magister Cromwell has been a student for less than two years, and even long-term contact with him is less than a year, but for Wright, Holy Magister Cromwell is indeed an elder he can rely on.

The atmosphere in the three-person room was like a grandfather taking his grandchildren. The harmonious and warm feeling even alleviated a bit of Wright's inner irritability.

After a long time, it was getting late, and Wright said goodbye to his teachers and junior sisters, and returned to the college city.

"Wright! Wright, have you heard the news?" At noon one day more than half a month later, Burke and Carl found the cave where Wright was practicing.

"What's wrong, boss, second brother!" Wright asked slightly confused?

"Go ahead!" Karl's physical fitness was average, and he was already panting from exhaustion.

Burke, who has the strength of a fifth-level warrior, nodded and said: "Wright, we just heard the news that there is a practice note of a peak saint in the Holy Domain, which will appear at this year's Coln Auction."

Wright was stunned and said happily: "The practice notes of a strong man at the top of the Holy Realm?"

At this moment, Wright is still very thirsty for this kind of thing. His teacher, Holy Magister Cromwell, can only teach him the experience of magic practice, and the training of warriors must be done by himself.

However, the boxing skills he learned from his dreams have been practiced to the extreme by Wright. Now that his realm has reached the level of the Holy Realm, he has no direction to continue improving. Naturally, he is increasingly thirsty for the experience of other strong men.

Burke and Karl looked at each other, a little worried: "But, Wright, the price of these practice notes must be very expensive! Do you have the money to auction it?"
Chapter completed!