Inside the room of the Black Tower.

The soft light falls from the arched window to the bedside, and the faint golden color reflects a strange beauty.

Grant was half lying there, his originally pale face couldn't help but turn a little rosy, and a glimmer of light shone in his gray and tired eyes. At this time, he opened his eyes and looked at the roof, thinking about something.

He understood that the opponent's discovery of the purple dungeon area this time was indeed a mistake, but conversely, with their strength, it was still possible to clear out the mobs outside. The most important demonized item, the original embryo, could not be obtained with their strength.

.I still have hope of getting it with the blood of the eight-headed snake lion king.

However, in order to be safer, Grant knew that he had to improve his strength first.

"There are still seven and a half days before the academic tower opens. This time it is best to replace all defensive and offensive spells with more powerful spells. Elemental shields, for example, have no effect anymore. The maximum limit is level 12.

, and now I am already at level eleven, not to mention that the two major familiars are both at levels fourteen and fifteen. Attack spells must also be exchanged for variety."

Grant was lying on the bed muttering to himself. He knew that he had to get some good spells as soon as possible. And with more than forty magic stones in his hand, he should be able to get some decent spells. However, the spells are not as good as

It's more expensive than expected.

Thinking of the magic stone, Grant, who had never been worried, also became worried. Meditation, spells, and enchanted items all require magic stones.

"Selling Haicha should be able to get a large number of magic stones, but it will attract too much attention. However, they can get a batch of materials and natural enchantments there, and the magic items should be able to distract some attention.

.Sold at that time, it can also be said that Haicha found it there."

Grant thought of this and breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it, he turned over and continued to sleep.

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Three days later.

After spending several days of teaching tasks calmly, Grant also calmed down his boiling heart.

During this time in the classroom, he sent Green to pay close attention to Lucy's movements. As usual, Lucy would be bullied by the group of female apprentices around her, but the bullying was limited to a small area and not excessive.

Grant didn't care about any of this.

There was just one thing that aroused his interest. That was a pinpoint-sized black light spot deep in Lucy's eye pupil. Although no one else noticed anything strange, Grant understood that it had only appeared this month, and it must have been the same.

The first step to rise.

"Teacher Grant, Teacher Tefill asked you to come over. She has something to ask you!"

In the quiet gray corridor, Grant walked slowly on the stone slabs. Under his left arm was a large encyclopedia of undead and heavy-flavored monsters. The dark gray book cover tightly wrapped the contents inside. At this time, he was followed.

A female apprentice wearing black velvet pants, her upper body is a gothic-style swordsman's clothing, and a red crystal is carved on her chest, which is similar to the carrot of the earth.

She has a pair of watery brown eyes on her cute and delicate face, and her skin is fair and delicate. She raised her head and spoke to Grant hurriedly. Her voice was clear and sweet, just like the little spotted bamboo bird in the Orr Forest.

Grant turned around and took a look at the female apprentice in front of him.

The other party was obviously a little reserved, unaccustomed and a little nervous as he stood there, with his eyes lowered and his lower body lowered.

"Which position?" Grant said calmly, his eyes scanning the little girl's body in detail. He knew that this little girl would be a very good beauty in the future, but it would take more than ten years to fully develop.

"It's in the small pavilion in the back garden of Leiban in the Element Department. The teacher said she'll wait for you for an hour. If you don't arrive within an hour, she will go to the dormitory to look for you. Well, that's all. I'll go back first."

The little girl thought for a while, and after making sure she didn't forget anything, she exited the gray corridor and ran towards the lawn. She glanced back at Grant from time to time, with a slightly curious and inexplicable associative look in her eyes.

She is an apprentice in the elemental department, and her main majors are conjuration and prophecy. She has nothing to do with the undead department, so she doesn't know Grant.

"Well, let's go and see what Tefill wants to say." Grant glanced at the little guy, then retracted his gaze and walked in the opposite direction of the corridor. The dark leather boots trampled on the ground, making a clicking sound.

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There is a layer of flat grass on the green lawn. Every ten meters of the grass, there is a small flower that exudes delicate beauty. They look like a woman's face, with slightly open lips, exuding an alluring scent.

The scent of it can sweep away your body's fatigue just by smelling it.

In the center is a gray path covered with cobblestones, leading to a pavilion on the south side.

A slender female mage wearing a white robe sat there. She glanced around, as if looking for someone, and her white fingers tapped on the armrest, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

Soon, she spotted a figure in black robe walking down the path.

"Looking for me? Just use the communication glyph to call me."

Grant, in black robe, walked slowly through the path with a smile on his face.

"Using communication runes takes a lot of energy, and you don't take the initiative to send them to me."

Tefill said angrily. She rolled her eyes at Grant and patted the stone steps of the pavilion, signaling Grant to sit here.

"What on earth is going on? I think you have something important to do with me at this time." After Grant licked the corners of his black robe, he sat on the stone steps and asked with a puzzled look on his face. He didn't know Te Fei either.

Why did you come to him this time?

"As for the Naga clan's sea fork, I want to sell it. But I also know that if that kind of sea fork is sold casually, I'm afraid it will attract some people's attention. I'm not sure about the consequences of selling it, so I want to ask.

Asking you. After all, I think you seem to be very familiar with the mage colony."

"Well... let's wait until we get back from this trip to the ancient ruins."

"Why?" Tefel frowned slightly, it only took half a day to go to the trading market in the city, and he could go there at any time now.

Grant was not in a hurry, but said calmly: "To be honest, I had thought about this before in bed, so I set the time as after we came out, because at that time many people had some materials or ancient ruins in their hands.

Weapons, if they are sold in the trading market, it will be a good thing for us to distract the target's attention."

"As long as we spread out inside the ancient ruins, and then let them know that we have been to some corners inside. When they find the sea fork, we can also say that we found it inside. And in the past two months, we have been here from the outside world.

There has been a jump in terms of fluctuations, and at least it is a little stronger now. I am lucky enough to defeat the little monster, and then get some powerful weapons."

"Okay, I understand what you said. I'll just look for you then."

When Tefel heard this, his hesitant eyes flashed with determination. His suspicious face couldn't help but smile.

The two of them talked about other things there, especially some things about the mission last month. Grant couldn't help but laugh when he heard some interesting things happened to Tefill and the others.

About tens of minutes later, an inappropriate voice sounded.

A mage wearing a large white robe with a pattern of intertwined clouds carved on his chest came over. He had long, dazzling golden hair, with the middle of his forehead as the interface, and spread vertically to both sides. He was white and somewhat thin.

On his face, a pair of deep-set eyes look like those of a vulture, full of sinister and gloomy gazes.

She pursed her thin lips, and there was a circle of light blue color on the surface of her lips.

He held a white staff and walked to the pavilion unhurriedly.

A smile suddenly appeared on the other person's face: "Teacher Tefel, you are here. Who is this?"

"Professor Nettle! Hello!"

Tefill stood up, put his left hand on his chest to make a salute, and extended a finger to Grant, making an introduction: "Professor, he is Teacher Grant, a teacher who teaches a course in the Department of Necromancer, and he is the same as me.

They are companions from the outside world.”

"Hello, Professor Nettle, I'm Grant." Grant also smiled slightly and made a friendly gesture.

"Oh, a teacher. I remember the teacher of a course in the Department of Undeath, one named Alai." Nitel raised his voice, with a somewhat contemptuous and indifferent tone in his voice. Who did he think the other person was?

He is just a teacher who has just arrived. Although he looks young, some mages are good at protecting their appearance, and the other person may be in his twenties.

Grant felt something was wrong, frowned, looked up at Nettle, and found a hint of displeasure and disgust in the other person's eyes. He also noticed that the other person's eyes flashed with passion when they fell on Te Feier. Thinking of this in the game before

NPCs are very disgusting. They have an urge to possess beautiful female mages. Although they will not openly occupy them, they will suppress male mages who dare to approach.

Especially for the female mage he is interested in, it is difficult to find male mages with ordinary backgrounds and abilities around him.

"Nitel Ovsky is a level 17 mage. He specializes in the elemental thunder system. Among the four major classes of Shadow Elementary Academy, he is a professor one level higher than the teacher, and his above

There is only the director, and from now on up there is only the branch dean."

Grant knew the identity of the mage in front of him and was somewhat indifferent to him. He had a level 15 half-dragon familiar, a level 14 sand lizard familiar, and a level 10 silver-white frost wolf. Moreover,

His own level is also eleven, and with the blood trump card of the Eight-Headed Snake Lion King, he is sure to deal with mages below the second level.

The only trouble is that the other party is Director Snape's son.

"Professor, what's the matter? I'm chatting with my companion."

There was an indifferent tone in Tefail's tone. She stood at a certain distance from Nettle, but her tone did not reveal any obvious disgust, and she seemed to be hesitant.

"It's okay, I just want to ask if you are prepared to go to the ancient ruins this time."
Chapter completed!