As Renee said, she did not stay in Saint-Nary for much longer. After enjoying an interesting play with Fisher that night, Fisher bought her another necklace as a gift, which made her quite happy.
I couldn't put it down and wore it around my neck to show off.
As a result, early the next morning, when Fisher woke up, the black-haired lady was no longer there.
Renee didn't seem to like the scene when she was separated from Fisher. Every time she reunited with her, she could always feel her careful preparation, but when it was time to say goodbye, she never said goodbye.
Fisher didn't care, he just stayed in the room filled with fragrance for a long time before getting ready to go to school.
There are only a few things that need to be busy recently. In addition to the daily teaching, there is also the matter of Carlo's artificial witch. He is still staying in the Pink Pavilion.
He was a little concerned about Na Li's role in the interview. He always felt that this "entertainment venue" seemed to have too many doubts.
Another thing is that he has to start studying the [Soul Completion Manual] again. Before, he did not spend magic power to obtain the information above because he was afraid of encountering danger in the Southern Continent. Now that he has settled down, Fisher feels it is necessary.
Then explore this manual, which looks very different.
He always felt that the Soul Completion Manual was more serious. His own book was useless without the demi-human girl. There were still no clues about the Son of the Sea and the God of the Sky. Fisher planned to study the centaur girl first.
, get some extra gains from there.
When Fisher came to the bathroom to wash up, he found that not a drop of water came out of the faucet for a long time.
"Fisher, didn't I tell you that the water is out today. They said that the pipe system far away from here failed. God knows how it affected us. But fortunately, I saved a lot yesterday.
Water is in the bucket next to it."
"Ah, I see."
Martha's reminder came from outside the bathroom, and Fisher finally woke up. He always slept deeply at night due to Renee's fragrance, and he didn't know the specific reason.
Martha left some bread, and Fisher took the bread and went out. While waiting for the tram, he remembered that it would be better to live in the dormitory of the school for a while. After all, Shivali's delegation was about to arrive in Nali.
Well, I’m afraid it won’t be appropriate to spend so much time on the road every day.
I'll give Martha a call in the evening and tell her about it.
At about 8:20 in the morning, Fisher arrived at the classroom on time. Just like before, he put his coat, hat and cane on the coat rack next to the podium. He casually glanced at the classroom below and found that
Except for Princess Isabel and Jasmine sitting in the first row, many faces have changed.
It seems that there are still many students who cannot accept his strictness and have changed courses with students in Roger's course. You should be able to receive letters from those students when you go to the mailbox in the office now.
But Fisher didn't pay attention and just turned around and started class.
"After talking about the essence of magic, in this lesson we will mainly understand the various parts of a complete magic, as well as the precautions that need to be understood when learning to engrave these parts..."
A simple lesson was completed quickly. After class, he also assigned the students their first homework.
Assignments left on Wednesday must be submitted to the mailbox in your office before the following Monday.
After sending the questions to those students, he turned around and left, ignoring the students below who were reading the homework questions with grim faces.
"Hey, Mr. Fisher, did you just finish class?"
"Ah, yes."
When Fisher entered the office of the Magic Academy after class, there was another lady who looked very young besides Roger. She was sitting on a chair chatting with Roger. Seeing Fisher walk in, the young lady
The lady stood up brightly and greeted Fisher after Roger.
"Hello, Mr. Fisher."
"Ah, this is Serena, one of the few magic professors in our magic academy, a nominal member of the Magic Association, and a magic researcher at Nali Development Company."
Saint-Nali University has funding from the Narli Development Company. When the Magic Academy is short of teachers, it also provides some personnel to alleviate Ken's urgent needs. It seems that they still spare no effort at the level of the disgusting Griffin Party.
"Hello, Fisher."
"We are talking about yesterday's Gedlin's Day. Hey, Ms. Lao Fang drank too much at the cocktail party yesterday. She said that you are not a gentleman at all. She also said that your personality is as cold as your appearance. Haha, you yesterday
What did you do to her at the event?"
Serena next to her blushed. Seeing that this gossip came from her, she hurriedly shook her hand and said,
"Ms. Lao Fang drank too much yesterday, so this must have been an unintentional remark."
Fisher thought about how he had blamed Elizabeth many times yesterday in order to resolve the conflict between Elizabeth and Renee. It was reasonable to receive such an evaluation.
"The evaluation was much better than I expected. I thought she would curse me with poetry."
"Hahaha, that's not the case. Ms. Lao Fang is responding to those gentlemen who are interested in Mr. Fisher. Her Highness Elizabeth is gone. Those ladies still have the courage to ask."
After saying this, Roger straightened his collar. He still had classes to attend, and Serena also had classes. Serena patted Roger's back with a rosy face, and it was obvious that
He complained that he told Fisher about this matter, but both Roger and Fisher thought it was nothing.
Fisher watched the middle-aged man and the young girl walk out of the room. He felt that the relationship between the two was unusual and that they were probably in love.
During the years of rapid economic development in Saint-Nali, those personalities that have been suppressed by etiquette and reserve for a long time seem to have burst out. Not only are the styles of clothes more open, but even the concept of love is like this. There are even different styles.
Young writers praise this kind of love with a certain age gap, such as that guy Lao Fang.
She likes this kind of sentiment between a beautiful young lady and a mature and wealthy elegant gentleman.
Fisher shook his head and didn't care about his colleagues' private lives. He took out the application letters for course change from his mailbox, briefly read the names of the people involved, and then threw them aside. Then he picked up his pen and wrote,
I began to write a letter, this letter was addressed to Carlo, the witch.
Shivali's visit was approaching, and he needed to call the witch out for a talk. It just so happened that he also had something to ask her about the Pink Pavilion.
After writing the letter, Fisher reached out and took out the folded paper airplane messenger. Fisher clamped the letter in the slit on the paper airplane. After inserting the letter, the paper airplane seemed to come alive.
Just like when I came over, I clamped the letter in the middle tightly with both sides, and the wings next to it also floated up and down.
While floating in the air, it slowly becomes translucent. After entering this state, the messenger can only be seen by the sender and receiver.
Fisher watched it staggering into the sky, flying towards the city of Saint-Nali, and then looked back.
There was nothing else to do for a while. Fisher originally wanted to take out the Soul Completion Manual to study it, but he turned to look at the Asian Protection Association of the Southern Continent outside the window, and decided to go over and use it first.
Try to bind that Centaur girl Siatt.
Because binding a research subject would cause a heavy physical load, Fisher was worried that after studying the soul and replenishing the manual for a while, he would run out of magic power and then try to bind it, fearing that he would faint and fall in place.
Fisher turned out of the window and walked towards that side, but this time, behind the short wall, he did not see the man Ma Niang who was kneeling on the ground collecting vegetables. It was empty inside, and seemed to be occupied by people from the New Party.
Called to preach.
It seems that she is often called by those people to participate in such activities and is used as a tool to promote "love and peace".
Fisher suddenly became pessimistic about researching this centaur girl. He might occasionally come over to talk to her, but if it was research, it would be difficult if she was not around all the time. It would be very painful to target a research subject.
If there is no way to make any research progress, forget it.
Fisher frowned and walked back to his office. Before he climbed over the wall, he found that the phone in front of his desk had been ringing. Who could be calling me at this time?
He picked up the phone, and a familiar and old voice came from inside,
"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Fisher Benavidez..."
Fisher raised his eyebrows and said,
"Old Jack? How do you know my office phone number?"
"Oh, Fisher, it's you. I just called your rental house, and it was Ms. Martha who answered the phone. She said you were teaching at the University of St. Louis. I asked the operator to answer the call from the University of St. Louis.
, they transferred the call to your office again."
Listening to this complicated transfer process, Fisher was a little dumbfounded, but since the other party had to find him after so many transfers, there must be something urgent, so he asked,
"What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"
There was silence on the other side of the phone, as if they were confirming something. After a second or two, old Jack continued to speak.
"It's like this. We had a strange guest here the day before yesterday. She ordered a lot of wine, and then she got drunk and lay on the table without moving. She didn't move until this morning. If she wasn't still breathing, I wouldn't
We're going to throw her out."
"You mean, she slept in your shop all day and all night and didn't wake up?"
"Yes, I couldn't help shaking her last night. Oh my god, and then I took off her cloak. It turned out that she was not human at all! She had something that humans don't have. She was
A subhuman!"
"Demihuman race?"
"Yes, and I have never seen this kind of sub-human species before. Maybe I am too ignorant, but she looks really strange... You are the only one around me who knows a little bit about sub-human species.
Why don't you come over and take a look?"
Fisher's eyes flashed and he agreed,
"Okay, I'll come over right away and take a look."
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