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Chapter 390: Ribbon

Jiang Han received personal tutoring for six full days until all the points he had accumulated were spent.

This time she didn't focus on buying those expensive rare items and unique spells. Instead, her points were used to purchase Eileen's personal tutoring courses. The benefits were quite rich. Eileen was worthy of being a master in the magic world, regardless of

Jiang Han can find examples to explain no matter how outrageous his ideas are.

Systematic learning.

Systematic anatomy case.

The system is steadily improved, step by step.

It was like taking a series of improvement classes. Although the improvement in hard power was not as strong as the training base of the Ghost Witch, it opened the door to a new world in Jiang Han's mind.

"..."

The training ground under the mist fairy cat's nest.

"Acid arrows!"

Jiang Han recited a simple incantation, and activated a spell that was upgraded to two levels with incantations and metamagic skills, causing its arrowhead to turn into a solid state, and the trailing lines were like trembling woolen heads.

The dark green acid arrow pierced the chest of the training dummy, and the structure of the chaotically shaking wool-like spell tail was destroyed. The entire arrow exploded, and the entire training dummy was blown to pieces at the same time.

Jiang Han looked at the damage he had caused with satisfaction, and rubbed the knuckle of his thumb with his left index finger.

Sensitive trigger spells are activated.

A pair of giant cat's ghost claws plucked twice at the acid pool and the parts of the training doll, the acid disappeared, and the doll was put back together again.

The Giant Cat's Claw slowly floated towards the long table next to the venue.

Jiang Han snapped his fingers.

Just when the furry ghost paw was about to touch a huge [Flock Wild Boar Ham], it disappeared. It let out an unwilling 'meow!' sound.

"Giant cat spells always want to secretly grab something to eat. Maybe this is the giant cat."

Pricia walked out of the shadows on the side, holding a makeup box and a ribbon box in her hands.

"So all service spells of the giant cat system must be dispelled after completing the main goal. They cannot be allowed to steal food casually!"

Jiang Han waved his hand and leaned over with his tail curled up like a hamster, gnawing on ham and guzzling juice as if he had been hungry for two days.

"That's not how ladies eat."

Pricia put down the box and sat down.

"The question is, what is a lady?"

Jiang Han licked the minced meat on the corner of his lips, held a cup about half the size of a wine barrel in both hands and poured juice into his stomach.

"..."

Priscilla didn't reply, but her eyes said, "Anyway, it's not like you."

She didn't say it.

But Jiang Han knew and knew what the other person was thinking. He had the idea of ​​provocation, swayed his feet, covered his stomach with his hands, and said as if he was full: "All definitions of the image of a lady probably come from

In the age of angelic girls that began in 1240, witches gave rise to a wasteful culture of talking nonsense and doing things that are useless."

Jiang Han stretched out his hands and yawned "Meow? Ouch..." at the same time, showing a cheerful smile like a girl's comic heroine.

"So, isn't it inappropriate to define 'lady' by a wasteful era?"

"Thought-provoking."

Pricia held her face with one hand and thought carefully: "But I think it is appropriate. Aesthetics determines what we like and what we think is a lady. I don't deny that if a witch thinks that 'ladies are barbarians, barbarians

'She's a lady', then her personal opinion has some uses. However, the witch crowd likes to hear that 'a lady is a lady', so barbarians are nothing."

There are very few beauties with Priscilla's temperament who can say words like "It's a fart" without hesitation with a sweet smile. Priscilla is real, but sometimes she looks like a spy.

Jiang Han was stunned for a moment, pouting, shaking his arms and legs: "The cat is not convinced! You are the victory of the majority over the minority."

"You have to accept it. Why are the minority the minority and the majority the majority?"

Pricia said, the smile on her face getting wider and wider.

Patted his thigh.

He looked like he suddenly remembered.

She quickly pushed the ribbon box and makeup box and said, "Sister, look at what ribbon you want to wear. You need to choose the ribbon on the tip of your tail earlier."

"Oh, it's already this time?"

"The opening ceremony is the day after tomorrow, you have to choose. The big cat over there has been held down by other sleeping cats, and he is choosing clothes with great interest."

Pricia told her what she had learned.

Jiang Han looked suspicious: "Huh?"

After being silent for half a second, she suddenly stopped like a cat. She said, "Can the boss cat bear this anger?"

"I can bear it."

Pricia said: "Ovelia used to go to other places to attend banquets, and her cats would choose clothes and cosmetics, while she herself was fast asleep, and she regarded this matter as a 'sisters' meeting.

The fight between them'."

"What if a cat plays tricks?"

"Hee hee, that's not a 'fight between sisters' anymore, it's a case of domestic violence between the older sister and the younger sister. The big cat in the family, Cat Sister, strikes hard. If someone's sister dances too much, it must be that Sister Cat is too kind."

Jiang Han suspected that this person was implying that he was woken up by his sister Zhenling by grabbing his tail.

That was an accident!

She laughed and questioned the ribbon again: "Is it useful to wear a ribbon?"

"it works."

Pricia looked at the cat-like cat witch in front of her.

A little happier again.

With this kind of person, life will never be boring, and the poison of immortality will dissipate.

Priscilla slowed down her tone: "Lower cat girls, superior cat girls, fox witches, cat fairies, cat witches, cat sisterhood and cat witches. There are seven major categories of cats in total. If you don't tie a ribbon on the tail,

It’s impossible for others to recognize you among a large number of cat creatures. Identifying cats by looking at ribbons is also a common thing at large celebrations and gatherings.”

"Hey, is that so?"

Jiang Han clicked his lips in confusion, shook his head meowly, pouted and started to choose a ribbon.

"..."

Pricia covered her mouth, thinking a little funny about the other meaning of the ribbon.

That aspect of meaning will appear in the osplay cat girls of various little witch clubs, symbolizing strange messages such as "possession", "ownership", "..." and so on.

Pricia couldn't help but be a little curious about what would happen to the boss cat who was a bit narrow-minded and possessive when she saw that the ribbon on the cat's tail was not chosen by her, the leader of the group of cats.

Unfortunately, when Ovi came over for dinner that night, he didn't have any reaction when he saw it. He actually said a few words in a mature and elegant manner, "It's a really beautiful ribbon, meow," "Who bought it for you?"...and...

Okay, Jiang Han just smiled sweetly, blushed provocatively and said, "A good sister."

Ove didn't get angry either.



On the same day, shortly after Ove returned to the sleeping cat nest, Vera was put into a cat steamer because she snored too loudly.

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