In this way, after lunch with his classmates, Vared went to class again. Unlike ordinary students, this future Earl Castein was very full of courses. From Monday to weekends, from 8 am to 6 pm, all of which were all classes. They were diligent and hardworking.

Vared's diligence has indirectly inspired other students' enthusiasm for learning - you see, the Count has such a high status and good talent. He also has to study so hard. Don't we have to work harder than we have poor qualifications?

Seeing that the students became more diligent, the teachers in the college were naturally happy. The whole college was full of learning atmosphere, and I believe these students could become useful in the end. This was also a good thing for Sylvania and for the Earl Castein.

This Wednesday, at 1:00 p.m., among the courses, Vared chose the orthodox natural magic sequence. Teacher West, who taught, was over 200 years old. In addition to practicing black magic well, he had also traveled to the territory of wood elves. He killed people and robbed many druids. This is how he learned the magic of the natural sequence. He is quite talented in the elemental summoning branch, even better than the orthodox druids, with strong abilities and "funny". Therefore, many students have used his courses as minors.

As mentioned before, the teachers and students of the college both eat in the same restaurant. So after lunch, Vared, with a few students who also wanted to listen to this class, followed Teacher West to the fourth floor where his classroom was located. He also helped to make pre-class arrangements. Then the class started.

This teacher looked no different from ordinary vampire nobles, including white shirts, black evening gowns, a pretty and slightly sick look, and blonde hair tied into a ponytail. This is basically the standard outfit of a vampire noble. But in addition to these, he also wore a wreath made of branches on his head, which looked a bit out of place.

When the arrangements were all done before class, Teacher West slapped his hands, coughed lightly, and then said to the students sitting around him and forming a semicircle: "Okay, all students, sit quickly. What we are going to learn today is about druid potions. Although these tree monkeys live a little wild life and have some brain problems, their knowledge is still very good and can complement orthodox alchemy."

After hearing what Teacher West said, the students laughed, and there was no shortage of contempt for the wood elves in their laughter. In fact, most intelligent races are very strict racists. Contempt for alien races is also one of the reasons why the world is full of disputes.

Especially the casters of each race. Originally, ordinary people regard them as monsters when they see spellcasters who are turning around, and spellcasters of different races are even more different because of their different values, positions and theories. They almost always regard the other party as a psychopath. This is exactly the same as the saying, if you see the world as a genitals, the world as a sensation.

The natural magic of the Druids often requires the help of various plants in the forest. Especially in the Batonia area where the tree elves live, the plant species in the temperate broad-leaved forest. In the forest, they can even use the power of trees to use magical means that some great magicians would also be amazed by.

“——But, the tree monkey is the tree monkey. After leaving the forest, those bastards are nothing!

If you can't find the right herb for those addicts to suck, they can't enter meditation. Without enough green magic winds, they can't use powerful druid magic. The over-ride of protectionist plots makes these bastards have no iron tools and no fine armor. The backward tribal system prevents them from organizing professional troops - so it's easy to defeat those guys! Just lead them out of the woods!"

"By the way, Teacher West... we are talking about the pharmacy of the Druid School, not how to fight. Can you calm down?" A student next to him became more and more excited when he heard him speak, and couldn't help but speak like this to stop him. Vared next to him couldn't help laughing.

Although West did a big deal in the Isoloren Forest back then, he was also frantically retaliated by the wood elves because the matter was too big. Dozens of big druids and hundreds of elves rangers chased and killed thousands of kilometers from the Isoloren Forest to Silvania. Fortunately, as he said, the wood elves left the forest, like a tiger with teeth pulled out. Otherwise, could they escape back to Silvania or say that.

It is precisely because of this that the teacher was so excited that he was chaotic when he mentioned the wood elf.

"... Sorry to go off topic. Well, we are officially in class. A few days ago, we have already talked about all the items that can be used to make medicinal materials in Silvania. Today we will learn about the coordination and adjustment of these herbs and other pharmacies. Many of them were found by the teacher myself, and I can't learn them in other places. Please be more serious."

Listening to Teacher West's hard-working lectures, the students began to listen carefully. Some people even took out the record crystals and prepared a "copy" textbook.

Although this teacher was a little crazy, he was indeed in his stomach. Not to mention anything else, just talking about his attainments in the Druid's herbal medicine, Valed was also a top botanical expert in his previous life. He could tell me about the roots of weeds from the roadside.

Anyone who pulls a piece of bark can help him find some medicinal value. And these herbal knowledge are organically combined with the pharmacy and alchemy knowledge of other schools. This will go further and form many changes and have their own uses. This ability may not be achieved even by the great druids of the wood elves. After all, they do not dabble in many spells like vampires, but they are just focusing on studying the druid schools.

One and a half hours a class. After the end, both the teachers and the students were still a little unsatisfied. Although the college has distributed textbooks, students can read and learn by themselves. But how can the teacher learn quickly and deeply understand this with the explanation?

Seeing the students still looking at themselves, Teacher West laughed, slapped one, slapped the heads of the little bean sprouts, and said, "You want to learn, just come back tomorrow. Anyway, I'm here and can't run away. I want to see if you train all of you children to become masters of druid magic, can the faces of those tree monkeys become as red as their butts? Hahahaha..."

Seeing the teacher going crazy again, Valed exchanged helpless eyes with several classmates, shrugged, and then left. However, as Valed was about to leave, Teacher West called him again and told him: "The dean has something to ask you for. You can take the time to go to his place before school today."

"What's the matter?" Vared asked.

"Good thing!" Teacher West smiled so badly.

Vared shrugged and ignored this crazy guy. But he said that Dean Asta had something to ask him for, and most of it wouldn't be a scam. The Dean was nice to him, so Vared decided to put down the course first and go to his place to see.

After making up his mind, Vared spoke to several classmates, then walked the fork in the road and went to the third floor of Dean Asta's classroom. It was not his turn to give lectures at this moment, and there was no one in the classroom. When he saw Vared coming, he smiled and called Vared in.

Valed was very familiar with him, so he asked straight to the point: "I heard from Teacher West, Dean, do you have something to come to me?"

"Well, there is something, of course it's not too urgent. I'll just tell you." Dean Asta said to Valed with a smile, with a hint of indifference in his eyes. Valed had a little experience and could not see it, so he nodded and signaled that he was listening.

"In the past few days, our college will transfer a few new students. You can get to know each other well."

"New student, transferred?!" Valed was puzzled. According to the dean's meaning, these students did not seem to be residents of Count Castein, but came from three other families. This was a bit rare. However, this news seemed to have nothing to do with him...

"Also, those students will live in your house after they come over." Dean Asta continued, and could no longer help but laugh.

“Eh?!”
Chapter completed!