Chapter 118 How should men get into the Witchcraft Academy? Urgent!

Lane was still talking to himself: "Actually, their status is still beneficial to us at the moment, right? It's just that we have to strictly monitor them and guide them. After all, this group is easily manipulated by extreme emotions and make some unexpected actions... Hum? Uncle Mossack?"

Lann's voice became smaller and smaller, and he finally noticed Mossack's emotionally complicated gaze.

The old druid smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm fine, you're right, do it boldly according to your own ideas, Lann."

After saying that, Mossack turned around and left without waiting for Lann to answer. He had to continue doing his own things, and some emotions would take some time to calm down.

Lann frowned in confusion. Before he could figure out what the other party was doing, he suddenly noticed that his own arrow servant suddenly appeared at the edge of his sight.

"Ace!"

After hearing the voice of the oath of the Lord, the Arrow Master saluted respectfully.

"Come to my study."

The Lord’s Mansion, in the study.

Lann looked at the arrow attendant who was bowing his head in front of him and asked, "Are you ready? What to do next?"

When many noble ladies despise those disrespectful styles of loose hair, they will also comment that "this is a hairstyle that only prostitutes and sorcerers will leave", and put the two together to talk about it.

The space door opened in mid-air, and the fire-like red-haired sorcerer and arrow attendant disappeared into the portal in a flash.

After saying goodbye, Tris finally looked at Lann's lion's eyes carefully, suddenly stepped forward and rushed into his arms and hugged him, and his arms were swung hard inside.

Ace, who had his ears pricked up, suddenly his eyes lit up. There were only female students and sorcerer teachers in the magic academy?

The Arrow Master found that he was not so reluctant to learn magic now.

The next morning, Lannister Mansion Garden.

Dear mentor? It seems a bit too flattering.

Before Ace finished speaking, Lane released the bomb first: "Ace, this is a very important task. There is something I have never told anyone. Now I decided to tell you - the demise of Sintra is inseparable from some warlocks."

Lann simply wrote about the destruction of Sintra, and then prepared to write his own request, and by the way, he found a way to sell some things to make a promise to see if he could lead the Griffon School to Sintra.

Ye Naifer looked at Tris who was not reserved with a strange look, and then looked at Xiri, whose eyes were about to be nailed to her friend, and smiled with some distress and joking.

Ace:...

Yennaef nodded and returned the gift, opened the portal with both hands, and pulled Cili and Geralt with a bitter look on his face into it.

Lann understood Ace's education, so he could understand his mood, so he decided to give Ace some encouragement.

Of course, ideas are always reversed by life.

"Ms. Yennefa, Xiri will ask you in the future." Lane touched the head in his arms and told the sorcerer beside Bailang.

Not to mention that Ace, a knight family born in Sintra, received education from childhood that swords and swords are the most important. In his opinion, it is a lot of times more honor to hold a gun and charge in the back of the team than to slash lightning.

Looking at the pair of lion eyes that looked directly at him, Ace became hesitant: "Master Earl..."

“Lan, don’t worry. The Northern Kingdoms and the Warlocks will no longer ignore Niphgad, and I will definitely do my best to get support for Sintra;

You don't have to worry about Ace. Although Aritusa only recruits female students, I know a lot of sorcerers, some of whom are happy to recruit assistants with magical talents. Ace's teachings may be better than in the academy."

Lann was still savoring the hug just now, and suddenly heard familiar footsteps, followed by familiar fragrance, followed by familiar force that hit into his arms, and finally familiarly asked himself to take two steps back.

Geralt, Cialis and Yennefa stood aside, the white wolf's expression was awkward, Cialis stared at Tris tightly.

On the mainland, orthodox nobles actually don’t really look down on warlocks.

At this time, Lane was really considering the words of the first letter to Jeron. What should I write at the beginning?

Mr. Jeron? Too distant.

Let’s choose the most simple and safe name. Lane dipped ink and started writing:

“Dear teacher:

An accident always happens inadvertently, and this pen suddenly cannot write the words.

"I need a person who is truly his own person to penetrate into the warlock group. Before you appear, I never thought that my plan could be done..."

Lann now wants to artificially change Ace's concept.

Tris whispered in Lann's ear: "Don't worry, Lann, Sintra will be fine. I will do my best to help Sintra and help you."

Therefore, they were able to communicate thousands of miles apart. Jeron hoped that Lane would deliver messages through this method, waiting for Lane's notification to open the portal to pick him up to Kyle Siren.

With a school of backing, you have to use it, right? Moreover, Mossak has been idle recently, and it is also necessary to discuss the second mutation of the witch hunter.

The Arrow attendant's words were sonorous and powerful, but Lane knew that the other party was a little reluctant.

Tris smiled and said, "Wigofortez is the youngest and promising member of the Warlock Brotherhood. He is the commander of the Battle of Soden. Speaking of which, he has always been very concerned about the situation of the Northern War and has always been very friendly to Sintra. I will ask you."

Tris was saying goodbye to Lann, and Ace stood behind her.

It is true that he also understands that warlocks may have more power than knights; but just as most modern people know that some professions make more money but do not do it, they feel that they are losing their share...

He strode forward, suddenly slapped Ace's shoulder with both hands, physically bringing the two closer together.

I’m sorry that it took so long to contact you. Recently, there have been a series of terrible things in my country. I may not be able to receive the systematic witch hunter education at Kyle Siren. My responsibility always urges me..."

This notebook has a simple name in the system: [Griffin School Contact Notes].

Lane shook her head, "I heard that there is a college that specializes in training sorcerers, it seems to be called Ban Ade?"

No one knew what Lane and Ace said in the study that day. Only Geralt was passing by on the first floor when he suddenly heard a shouting like a chicken blood coming from the building, and was shocked:

"For Sintra! For Lannister! For Lord Earl!!!"

After so many days, the surrounding town of Brochron has basically settled down. Next, Lane plans to lead people to clean up the surrounding disasters, select some soldiers from the refugees to replenish their troops, and then he can completely draw a line to establish a relatively stable defense line, and wait for the opportunity to counterattack according to his previous plan.

Ace nodded: "I will try my best to learn magic, Lord Earl!"

At this point, Lane took out the soft decoration book that Jayron gave to his home before leaving Tosent's secret laboratory.

"I know that the griffin school has never interfered in politics..."

Meet words like face.

Lane repeatedly scratched the notebook with a pen. At first, he thought there was no ink and wanted to dip it in a little ink, but found that the ink seemed to have turned into a ball of gel, and it sank down with the nib of the pen.

Mossak kept smiling and nodding with relief.

The red-haired sorcerer had already been repaired at this time and became as beautiful as flames again. She held Lane's hand and said sincerely:

The little princess said depressedly: "You have to come to see me often."

Lann suddenly felt like he was surrounded by a soft thing, and he suddenly regretted wearing armor at this moment.

What? Ace's heart, which was still panicked just now, suddenly began to be pounding with another emotion.

After sending away two waves of people to Kelmohan and the Warlock Brotherhood headquarters, the entire lord's mansion became much quieter.

Lann thanked, "Then I'll bother you, Tris."

This intimate action as if it were a comrade-in-arms shocked Ace.

I don't know when the whole room, or the whole Brocclon, became strangely quiet, without listening to the harmony, without hearing the laughter, as if the whole world was covered with a layer of sound insulation film that separates Lan's room from the outside.

…………

Of course, it makes no sense to say this. But this is the same as some people's prejudice against witch hunters. In the aristocratic class, these views are deeply rooted to some extent.

Xiri tightened her arms with all her strength as if she was playing games, and she wouldn't stop even if she was hurt by the griffin armor.

Lane nodded to show his understanding: "I understand. Speaking of which, I often hear the name of a sorcerer, which seems to be... Wigofotz? It should be this name. Such a famous sorcerer is also powerful. Does he recruit apprentices or assistants?"

Tris said: "It does, but I'm not familiar with the warlocks there, and Ben Ade's reputation is not very good..."

In this process, I have time to go to Kelseren and Jeron to exchange feelings and learn the skills of witch hunting. Although I have learned the seal without a teacher, the Griffin School still has a lot of knowledge that cannot be learned by its own gold finger system, such as the production of potions, the use of various sudden mutagens, the knowledge of facing different monsters, etc.

Before leaving, Jeron gave Lanen three things, namely the [Best Griffin School Set], [Griffin School Witcher Badge], and the last soft furnishing book that Jeron gave to him. According to what he said, this kind of book is a complete set, and things written on the blank pages on Lanen's book will appear the same content on the corresponding page numbers on Jeron's book.

Lann realized something, it was not just a matter of sound.

He loosened his hand holding the pen, and the pen was fixed in the air, motionless.

Time has stopped.

"Dongdongdongdongdong." A polite knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.
Chapter completed!