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Robben said with a haha: "Ms. Camut, what kind of wind blows you and...it blows into my office privately."

Camut did not apologize for breaking into someone else's office without any slight apology. He said naturally: "Mr. Robben, now... it's time for breakfast."

Camut's meaning is very obvious: I'm here to have a meal

Robben sweats, why are you waiting for me if you come to eat?

Looking at the little Nalan who was obviously guilty, Camut said: "We received a report that an assassination occurred in the City Lord's Mansion, and the walls and buildings were seriously damaged. I must have heard the huge explosion. I was still wondering. Although the City Lord was not doing anything wrong and many people held a grudge against him, very few people dared to provoke him. Then I felt relieved. I didn't expect that someone with my baby student would disappear without a trace at the same time."

Camut did not hide his suspicion of Robben in his words.

"This...haha, we have to go for a walk in the morning. Morning exercise is also good for our health."

Camuette looked at Robben, then at Nalan, and shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I don't want to pursue anything, but... I hope there will be no big trouble here. After all, we are also stationed here, and we have to take responsibility for some things. I can guarantee that the fat guy with big ears will be sent to ask us to send him additional guards on this matter."

Walking slowly to Little Nalan, Camut bent down slightly and smiled: "Are you having fun?"

Little Nalan was obviously stunned and nodded subconsciously: "Ah, happy..."

Camut's smiled face immediately turned solemn: "Don't you understand if you don't use the example?"

Little Nalan immediately shrank her neck and hid after Luo himself, and never dared to look at Camut again.

"Mr. Robben, I know it is good for my health to wake up and exercise, but... Nalan is still young now and should have enough time to rest every day. I think you can go by yourself when you are next time you are in the event."

Robben really didn't understand why Camut insisted that he was going to bomb the city lord's mansion by himself. Isn't it just now not here? Is there any mistake not here?

"Ah... OK" Robben replied dryly.

Camut smiled with satisfaction: "Speaking of this, if that fat guy with big ears is assassinated this time, it might be a good thing. Let's go eat first. I'm already hungry, well... Nalan, the things in your pocket are very beautiful."

Camut walked out, and Robben was still wondering why Camut recognized him.

Little Nalan lowered her head in confusion, suddenly exclaimed slightly, and took out something from her pocket: "Teacher, this is for you."

When Robben heard the sound, he could not help but complain. In his hand, he was a high-legged wine glass with exquisite workmanship. The wine glass was silver-gray all over. It was made of silver and gray. The surface was extremely smooth, like a mirror. At that time, in the large living room of the city lord's mansion, the wine glass was placed aside as a handicraft, and it was quite conspicuous, and it seemed to be of great value at first glance.

"Naran, why do you keep this in your pocket?" Robben finally knew why Camut knew that he had been to the City Lord's Mansion.

Little Nalan looked at Robben strangely: "Didn't you say you want to do those things by the way? I'll take them."

"It's not this important, but why do you keep it in your pocket?" Robben was already helpless to ask.

"I can't hold it anymore. My space ring is very small. Although I have completed the trial, I haven't performed the task yet. Naturally, no one will send me some things. And I am also planning to give this to the teacher and I can't mix it with those things."

Camut floated in from outside with a smile: "Naran, your teacher knows, but I don't dare to ask for this thing. You and others will hide it."

Robben was completely speechless.

Fortunately, it seems that Camut didn't mean to continue asking questions. He left after eating some food. Camut didn't mention any words about why Robben went to the city lord's mansion and threw three big bombs.

Compared to the calmness in the Witch Training Camp, the entire town was already in a semi-chaotic state. All the soldiers ran out and surrounded the city lord's mansion layer by layer. There were also three steps and one post in five steps. The guards were more than several times that of usual.

On the street, there were demon soldiers who were carefully checking the people. There were already heavy troops guarding the two gates in front and back of the town, and the magicians on the top of the city were also paying attention to the situation in the air at any time.

From time to time, some daily unstable situations will occur, but these things that are usually too lazy to pay attention to, but now they are strongly stimulated by the nerves of the soldiers. The soldiers on the street often shout and walk by quickly, and then drag a bad guy back soon. Perhaps the bad guy just stole something, or didn't believe he bumped into a soldier, or... he did nothing at all.

The residents in the town were panicked. Of course, there were many people who cursed the lord of Pig Troosters who were assassinated and killed this time.

Robben didn't know that the town was already in chaos. In the first half of the day, the witches would still train. After that, all the teachers would go to the forest to attend classes, while the rest of the witches would continue to train.

Now, it was still the first half of the time, Robben and Nalan, who had eaten, were reading the books they had harvested this time in Robben's office.

The book that Little Nalan was holding was "The Witch Acas". Looking at the contents in the book, Little Nalan would occasionally make surprise and admiration. It seems that the deeds of this Arcas witch must be very attractive. Robben is in his hand with "Dark Ages"... Robben was frowning, for nothing else, just because... Robben couldn't understand the magic text.

After working hard for a long time, Robben gave up, threw the book aside, and came to the side of Little Nalan, and laughed and said, "Naran, this book is very interesting?"

Little Nalan nodded: "Well, this witch named Akas is so powerful. She can actually defeat several high-level warriors alone, and it's easy to beat."

"So amazing? This book is not a novel thing, it's exaggerating, right?"

Little Nalan immediately frowned and said, "How is it possible? What is said here must be true, and... some of us also know that there was a powerful witch named Akas before, but that was a long time ago, and no one knew about her specific matters. This book looks very old, it must have been written not far from her era, and then preserved with magic, and it has been preserved until now."

Robben blinked: "Speaking of this, there are several kinds of information that once, the witch was very powerful in countless years."

"Every witch of us knows this. On the first day of our training, the teachers told us, but... there is no evidence to prove this. We all started training with the desire to become the most powerful warriors, even stronger than any race. But in the end, this wish was shattered without exception." Xiao Nalan's voice sounded a little sad.

"I think... there must be some reason for such a powerful race to decline, but strangely, we can't find this reason now. The few records about the witches in the past are surprising."

"This is the status of our witches now. We are not valued. Our former glory has been silent in the years. Now no one will take our witches seriously. Those records may have been discarded casually."

Discarded... Robben was very surprised. Even from the perspective of recording history, such a big change should not have recorded so few records. A race at the peak of power fell to the point where people could bully it. There should definitely be many records, not only historical books, but also more records in many unofficial historical documents, and the stories in it should be widely circulated...

But the reality is not like this...Robben is very confused.

It can be seen that the witches are not very good at learning from Robben. Although they were surprised by the achievements of Little Nalan's mental cultivation, Little Nalan's level is not worthy of being among the witches. The strange thing is that Little Nalan has such results as she is so young now.

Robben said above that many of the witches below were dozing off. Now, some of the model papers can understand the fact that some Brilliant professors looked at the report below, and what was the feeling of half of the time when they were still dozing off.

It seems that the witches don’t care about the matter of the city lord at all. The whole town is in a tense atmosphere, and everyone who is suspicious has to be interrogated, but nothing has changed in the witch training camp, or it is just like this thing has not happened.

During the past few days, Robben explained some of his insights on spiritual magic, and with the help of Little Nalan, he read several books roughly.

Robben was a little puzzled. These four books were all about the witches. One of them was a history book. It was written very rigorously and did not look like it was done by any individual. It was quite similar to the records that should be treasured in the history museum.

One is a biography of the witch named Akas, which records the life of the witch. From birth to miraculous disappearance, the witch's voice was quite legendary. What Robben and Little Nalan are most concerned about is that the narrative of the powerful power of this witch in this book is not the level that the witch can reach now.

Another book may seem to be a book left by a scholar or something. This book also attracted the most attention of Robben and Little Nalan, because it records many things about the glorious era of the witches in that legendary legend, and the description is relatively detailed and does not seem to be fake. However, from the narrative, it is somewhat difficult for the witches to imagine. At that time, the witches were not playthings of other races. On the contrary, the witches raised many demon warriors for their own fun.

The last book is similar to the third one, but it seems to be a book recorded from the perspective of a witch. This book has endless recollections of the past glory, but more so, it is helplessness and sadness, and has become strongly uneasy and fear of the change in the status of the witch...

At the dinner table, Xiao Nalan still kept reading the book "The Witch Agas". To be honest, this book is what Xiao Nalan likes to read the most.

"Naran, don't you find it strange? The records of your witches are a little too little. And now from these books, it seems that the glorious years of your witches should have existed, but such huge changes have left no traces, which is not normal."

Little Nalan looked up at Robben and shook her head slightly: "This is indeed strange, but... that doesn't matter. What's important is that we witches are like this now, and we can't do anything about it. All we can do is to work hard to practice magic and gain powerful strength. Since we have been glorious, it does not mean that we will not return to the past scene in the future, but there is no need to sigh, what we need is to work harder and harder."

After hearing Xiao Nalan's words, Robben nodded slightly, feeling that he might have thought too much, and no matter how much he thinks, it is better to do something about it.

"Okay, let's review the magic I learned yesterday." Robben picked up the book in Little Nalan's hand.

"Ah, no, good master, will you be fine in a while?"

"no"

"Don't be so stingy, just a moment"

"You can think I'm stingy"

“…”

The days in the training camp were very ordinary, and outside the training camp, the commotion in the town gradually subsided. It took many days to make trouble, but he didn't even catch a hair from the assassin. Although he was extremely angry, the lord of Pig Trooster also knew that he could not make trouble indefinitely. Now more than half of the soldiers on the street were missing.

The witches were not suspected of this incident because the other party seemed very powerful. Not to mention that natural magic is not the magic that the witches are good at. Just blowing up the wall of the lord's mansion requires a very powerful force. There are many defensive magic on the wall, some of which are very powerful. According to the witches, this is very difficult for the witches who tend to hide and infiltrate the wall, forcing them to break through the wall.

Moreover, the witch who has always been in a managed position should not have such blatant rebellious behavior. This is of no benefit to the witch. This attack did not cause any casualties, but the wall was blown up by two huge holes, and the soil on the ground was thrown into the sky. Two huge pits were left on the ground. An explosion occurred on the lord's house building. The city lord's large living room, which was like a showroom, was destroyed. The wall facing the living room outside had been blown away by a powerful impact. Now the main building of the lord's house seemed to be a monster with a big mouth a few days ago.

The witches were very suspicious, and the lord of Pig Trooster City knew that these witches were difficult to deal with, so the search for the witch training camp was over hastily ended. He even just wandered around outside and warned him, but he did not come again. However, Robben had no idea about this in the training camp these days.

Robben has been preparing for his own courses for a while, because after a while, he has to teach mainly to the witches who are training here, which is his main thing.

After more than ten days, many witches have discovered some strange things. The spiritual magic taught by the chief instructor gradually had a slight deviation from the spiritual magic she had learned. This deviation is not obvious, and sometimes the things she talked about are not different from before, but when these magics were used, the result was amazing.

"Okay, today's course is over. I know that your time is tight. I'm very dissatisfied with squeezing out time to listen to my boring explanation. But I still hope you can listen carefully and remember that you can't do it yourself, but you must know how to do it, because in the future you will teach your students like this."

After Robben finished speaking, he turned around and left, but after taking a step, Robben stopped.

"Do you have something to do?" Robben was a little surprised. These witches should have left immediately, but now a witch came to him, and it seemed that she was looking for something to do.

"I...I have some questions, I don't know if I can ask?"

Robben smiled: "Of course I hope you can be mastered by the magic I talk about. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me directly."

What made Robben a little strange was that after he said this, the witch seemed even more cramped.

"I...I mean, you know, I didn't...we were also very busy and sometimes very tired, so..." The witch seemed a little incoherent.

Robben was very surprised: "What the hell do you want to ask?"

"This... I found that the magic now seems a bit strange, but... I... I'm not very familiar with it in the previous explanation, I..."

Robben's heart suddenly lit up and understood what the witch was looking for him to do.

He took out a notebook in his arms and Robben handed it to the witch: "This is the information and transcripts about spiritual magic that I have compiled. The things you have left behind before have recorded them. You can take them back and read them."

The witch's face suddenly turned red: "Yes... I'm sorry I was too lazy before."

Robben smiled and said, "It's great to know that you can come to me. Don't worry, there are not many things, but you need to be careful. You have to be quick, because I still need to use this transcript."

The witch took the transcript and bowed to Robben with great gratitude: "I will copy one immediately when I go back, and I will send it to you before I rest today."

"Just give it to me tomorrow, go ahead."

"Yes" the witch turned and left.

"Isn't she the one who always dozed off before?" Little Nalan whispered to Robben until the witch walked away.

"Well, it's her, and she's been dozing off all the time, but fortunately, she discovered the difference between my spiritual magic earlier than other witches. I think she will become a good teacher. I really hope that other witches can realize this earlier. I have emphasized the importance of this magic many times, but there seem to be many people who just come here to take a place and show off their power..."

Little Nalan said indifferently: "It doesn't matter. After a while, they will find that their spiritual magic has grown strangely, and they will know your kindness."

"Yeah... I hope it's okay"
To be continued...