Chapter 981 963. Small hobbies


    It''s a pity that Lan En originally wanted to use bankruptcy to motivate thezy Qilin.


    ??But the ancient dragons in the New World arepletely different from the witchers.


    ?With a crooked head and a twitching hoof, I love someone.


    Happily, the witcher could only return to Aretussa with the Ellu cat and the ancient dragon.


    People came out of the rift where the celestial spheres met in the morning, and the ancient dragon''s horse hooves stepped onto the huge rock where Arethusa was near dusk in the afternoon.


    “Just sort everything out here, nnel ball.”


    ??Still going ashore from the cave under the huge reef, Lan En twisted his neck and rxed and said.


    “I got it, meow.”


    ??nnel Ball also threw a big package on the floor of the secret room.


    Elu cats are industrious and lively by nature, so they don’t seem to find it tiring at all.


    ?The red crystal-like eyes looked at Lan En, snorted again, turned around, jumped off the rock, and ran towards the depths of the sea to y.


    Lan En nned to go up to eat first and then bring the nnel ball down.


    A series of electric sparks shed on the pale mane.


    But unlike the unstable and terrifying feeling in the World of Fire, here, Lan En’s first thought was—it’s almost time to have dinner.


    It seems like it really wants to grow some.


    Looked at the nnel ball to the side.


    "receive."


    ?Go up the secret passage opened by Margarita, push open the stone door, and then turn around and close it.


    Lan En waved to the kitten and then walked up the stairs.


    Lan En took advantage of this moment to remove the armor and equipment from Qilin''s body, as well as the wide and drapey silk rune cloth.


    The ancient dragon, who had taken off his restraints, shook his body like an ordinary horse.


    ?It seems obsessed with organizing its collection.


    “What do you want to eat tonight? We haven’t had a serious meal in a long time.”


    ?Because of magic, even if the room is notpletely enclosed, the sea breeze blowing in will still not bring moisture.


    “Fish steak with m chowder?” His big wet eyes were bright, staring at Lan En with expectation. "I like this meow!"


    ??The rosin was ced in the disy cab by categories, and its furry little paws ced nts such as green flowers and grass in flower pots.


    This stone door built on the wall does not look out of ce at all under the influence of magic.


    Looking from the opening of the cave to the sea level, the sun has only its rays left.


    The calico kitten started tidying up with great interest.


    ??The movements of the nnel ball''s hands stopped, his head raised upward, and his small triangr ears trembled, as if he was thinking deeply.


    Silently, Lan appeared in the Rosha Pce on the first floor of Arethusa.


    As if he had been back for a long time, Lan En walked leisurely between the corridors and floors.


    He is so tall that he exceeds the height of an ordinary person, as well as his face and hair like molten silver.


    This is all so iconic.


    From time to time, apprentices would pass him by while chatting andughing.


    After passing by, he turned around in surprise as if he hade to his senses and suddenly realized something, hoping to catch the figure from behind.


    Aretussa is a closed elite education environment. Although there are holidays, it is obviously not enough for female apprentices who are equally energetic and curious.


    ?Hence, the sorceress apprentice who sneaks out of the academy and has a tryst with his lover outside is also a major feature of Arethusa and Goss Velen.


    ??Every time during the holidays, Goth Velen''s hotel rooms are in short supply.


    The open attitude of sorceresses makes them not exclusive, and they even enjoy encounters such as one-night stands.


    So by that time, many ''warriors'' who think thatpared to the sorceress''s graceful body, magic and witchcraft are not scary at all, but more like fun, wille here to try their luck.


    Under such circumstances, it is not difficult to guess what image Lan En, who moves freely in Aretusari, would have in the eyes of many female apprentices and even teachers.


    ??When Lan En went to the ssroom to observe, many of the apprentices or lecturers would quietly unbutton one more button on their shirts.


    Obviously, when Tissaya served as the abbot of Arethusa, the abbot was synonymous with majesty and rigor.


    But once Margarita came to power, she seemed to be a little less intimidating because of her harmonious rtionship with the teachers and students.


    ??The witcher was cursing while using a polite and distant smile to deal with the apprentices around him who were deliberately ''rubbing'' towards him.


    Finally, after approaching the dean''s office, the situation became better.


    Facing the exquisite and familiar mahogany door, Lan En stepped forward and knocked.


    After two "bang bang" sounds, there was a silence in the office as if nothing happened, and then there was a muffled sound of a sturdy chair falling on a fine fur carpet.


    "ha!"


    The door handle turned and opened from the inside, and there was an excited cheer.


    A white and strong arm urately grabbed the bearskin cor on Lan En''s armor from the crack of the open door.


    ??The witcher leaned down obediently, smiling. He seemed to be dragged in by a gust of wind. Before he could look around, a ck shadow covered his sight.


    ?Margarita jumped on top of him, her plump and powerful legs mped around his waist, and her hands wrapped around the back of his neck.


    She still likes to use mboyant and brilliant gold jewelry to set off her equally mboyant and brilliant beautiful body.


    ?The gold ne around her neck has been hanging deeply into the deep ravine under the influence of gravity.


    The ravine is now less than two centimeters away from Lan En''s face.


    The witcher could even feel the heat on it and the slight trembling caused by the beating of his heart.


    ?The long golden hair hangs down, mixed with the molten silver hair, and Margarita''s forehead is pressed against Lan En''s.


    Both of them could feel that the other''s breathing was beginning to be rapid and hot.


    ?The hot breath breathed out on the other party''s body, stimting the hair on his body to stand on end.


    There seemed to be an eager and enthusiastic atmosphere in the air.


    ?But a sudden,pletely indifferent sound of turning the pages of a book broke into this ambiguous and hot atmosphere.


    It was like a bucket of cold water being poured down on their heads, making Lan En and Margarita freeze immediately.


    The two of them looked to the side at the same time.


    ?Tissaya was sitting on a red cashmere-covered bench, her legs folded together under a navy blue dress. The sorceress’s beautiful figure was stretched tight by the dress.


    ??The former dean seemed to be fine, flipping through the pages of arge stack of reports in his hand, with the ascetic and self-respecting indifferent expression on his face.


    She was wearing sses and reading a report on her hand. At this time, she pulled her sses from the bridge of her nose to the tip of her nose with one hand, and stared at the two people from the upper edge of the frame.


    Under her gaze, Lan En and Margarita blinked, and finally separated their bodies that were in contact with each other as if nothing had happened.


    “Good, at least you’re not **** enough to have **** in the dean’s office.”


    ?Seeing the two people sorting out their clothes, Tisaya put her sses on the bridge of her nose again and turned her eyes back to the report in her hand.


    “You are such a spoiler, Tissaya.”


    ??The current deanined angrily about his teacher, then walked around the desk and sat down again, or rather slumped on the chair behind the desk.


    ? Lan En is not as dissatisfied as Margarita. She almost made the already magnificent front armor bigger.


    ??The witcher sat on the guest seat opposite the desk and looked at Tissaya who was also sitting upright on the bench with interest.


    “It seems that the time for my return is quite coincidental? Are you on vacation too?”


    “Members of the Society of Talents and Skills do not have holidays. The members are required to deal with major matters, and there is no fixed time for rest in this kind of position.”


    ??Tisaya was still checking Margarita''s work during this period, and she responded to Lan En while flipping through the documents.


    It can be seen that it seems that she has not been back in Arethusa for a long time.


    “Once I start working, I don’t like to stop before finishing. But I will eventually feel tired, so in order to maintain my body and mind”


    "uh-huh?"


    Lan En made a questioning voice at the right time.


    "I think it is a more appropriate time limit to use your return period as the basis for rest. It will not dy things, but it will be enough for me to rest."


    After finishing thest sentence, Tissaya seemed to have finished reading the document. She ced a stack of pages on the coffee table in front of the bench and took off the sses on her face.


    She carefully arranged the two things in a neat and symmetrical manner on the coffee table.


    “That would be a great honor for me.”


    Lan En sat sideways on the chair and made an exaggerated but elegant gesture to Tisaya.


    This made Margarita roll her eyes across from her.


    “Well, now I regret stopping.”


    The current dean said angrily.


    “Look at how friendly and polite you two are now. We should have just been a little crazier and made a mess on that chair and coffee table!”


    ?Facing the dissatisfaction andints from her own students, Tissaya is obviously very good at handling it.


    “If you’re desperate for an audience during sex, I’ll make time. But.”


    ??The teacher defeated his students in an understatement.


    “Remember to tidy things up at the end, Rita.”


    “Well, it’s time for us to go to dinner, and we can discuss your interesting little quirks at the dinner table.”


    ?There is no doubt that in front of a teacher with hundreds of years of experience, Margarita''s boldness and avant-garde are not quite up to par.


    ?Lann kept pping his mouth in front of Margarita because of this, making the sorceress extremely angry.


    —


    “Add a side of m chowder and fried fish steak, I will send it down in a moment. The nnel ball is still waiting.”


    The small dinner party for three people was not grand, but the table ced in the dean''s room ensured privacy.


    ?Lan said to Margarita, who filled the table with a wave of his hand.


    ??Margarita is undoubtedly better than Disaya in this type of spell rted to the enjoyment of life.


    ??Although the sorceress’s teacher was not happy about this.