"Damn..." Paris let go of Robben and rubbed his face again. "The unique way of using mental power in our witch tribe... was actually developed by a foreign tribe himself... and it was just because it was correct. Forget it, forget it..."

Paris turned around in a little nervous manner, then sat down again: "Then... then tell me how many witches there are now using this mental power, and how many..."

"Well... you've seen them all, in addition to the witches you taught, there are Bazaar who are now in charge of some daily affairs in Sarast City, that is, these young witches who have started following me very early. They all use this way of using their mental power."

"Too little... too little..." Paris looked like she was crying...

"Oh, by the way, there is another one you have never seen before. Her name is Nalan. She is the current chief of the witch guards. She is responsible for the escort work of the Demon Palace in the Demon Realm. She was originally with me, but now she has to work in other places most of the time and doesn't have much time to come back."

Paris took the conversation helplessly: "She is Nya's daughter, the witch you are closest to. I have heard of it, and it is very powerful, but it is just one, too few... or too few..."

Robben was helpless. As Paris said, now there are only about two hundred witches who really use their mental power in this way. If the number of 200 is not very special, then it is not a significant force in the war.

"Okay...Okay, there is better than nothing, and... we can start over from scratch. This group of witches must be well protected. In the future... each of them will be a witch instructor to teach other witches, and now there must be changes. Starting from this witch academy, no matter how difficult it is, those new witches must use new mental methods to learn, which must be "

"Yes... I didn't expect that things would be like this. At that time, I felt that there might not be a big gap, so I didn't insist. If there were sufficient reasons, it would not be very difficult to persevere. I can guarantee that I will start doing this tomorrow."

Paris thought for a while and said again: "Can you...can you see the Black Emperor directly?"

Robben was stunned. Can this woman guess this?

"Can...or can't?"

Robben was silent for a while, then nodded: "If necessary, you can..."

"Okay, there is no need now, but if I feel that I need strong support in the future, I need you to give me quick and powerful help. Time... We have not much time now that we have started to prepare the power of the witch, the war between gods and demons will not be far away. We must not only do it before the war comes, before it arrives."

Paris was full of worries about the future of the witch, and even more so after learning about the current situation of the witch. Every time she appeared, she was frowning, often busy all day without rest, and seemed more involved in the magic and knowledge teaching of the 150 witches.

Robben called Bazaar and the others and began to ask them to learn without missing a single thing. Bazaar and the others were naturally very happy. Although her temper was simply bad, the magic knowledge she taught was very magical.

In this way, life is going on day by day...

Today is a happy day because Nalan is back.

Of course, in addition to being happy, Robben felt a lot of helplessness in his heart, because Nalan shouldn't have come back, but this witch who was very uncomfortable outside was using her power to cleverly drag some official duties to Sarast to solve. And he had to come to see Meria, the witch's chief, to solve the problem. So Nalan naturally got a "holiday" for many days.

"I heard that today's course will be changed until the afternoon, why?"

In the morning, Robben was eating, and Paris had already pushed open the door and broke in, with her eyebrows standing up. Since last time, Paris has been more attentive to the teaching of the witch than Robben. Sometimes Paris would even make a big fuss with Robben for some things...

"Well... noble, elegant witch soul sacrificial officer, Ms. Paris, I think you should be etiquette, at least polite. Are you going to break into someone else's room like this..."

"Nia said she often comes to your room and never needs to be informed in advance." Paris remarked.

"You... are not Nia"

"That's not the point. What I want to ask is why the course changes time. Robben I need a reason."

Robben reluctantly put down the chopsticks in his hand and said, "Paris, it's just that time has changed, and it won't delay anything. Why are you doing so nervous?"

"Just changed the time?" Paris opened her eyes widened. "Indulgence always starts with these inconspicuous little things. I need my students to be able to abide by and discipline, of course, including time."

"Paris, there will be exceptions in things. This time it's just an occasional situation. You don't know yet. Nalan is coming back. Niya must have told you a lot about her. She is the most popular witch in the city. She has a very good relationship with everyone. Everyone is ready to welcome her, so the course has been changed."

It would be fine if Paris didn't listen. When Robben said this, he couldn't help but get angry and bumped up: "Just for her, change the time. Can Robben, you know what is more important?"

Robben took a sip of porridge: "Of course..." He smiled softly, Robben's face was relaxed, "Paris, don't you think this is a rare cohesion? The witches around me have never been separated for a long time since they followed them. They are as close as sisters. They share everything about themselves, and even their own lives. We are going to welcome part of our lives. In comparison, learning knowledge later is nothing."

"You..." Paris's fingers trembled in anger.

"Well... Bazaar and the others must have gone to the city gate now. Apart from the necessary things, Nalan doesn't like to go through the teleportation array. This time he must have come back from outside the city. You can also go and have a look. Although Nalan is still very young, she is already the chief guard, and... she should be one of the most powerful witches in the witch tribe now."

"Hmph is not the same immature."

At the gate of Sarast, many residents have gathered, most of whom are witches. Of course, those residents who are not witches have been squeezed to other places by the vast witches...

Today, the great, youngest in history, and the chief witch guard who has lived in Sarast for many years is coming back, which makes the residents of the city very excited.

Meria really didn't have time and knew Nalan Meria very well. This guy came back under the banner of office, but he must have come back to play. After receiving the news, Meria decided not to welcome Nalan as the manners of greeting the VIPs, and he still worked honestly in the office.

Although Meria did not send any welcome team, the city gate is now full of residents, and everyone is waiting for the witch who used to be noisy in the city to come back.

"Look at the sky, everyone." A shout suddenly came from the crowd, and everyone's eyes immediately raised.

Robben had seen it long ago. In the sky, several large aerial carriages were coming towards this side. Although the distance was very far, Robben could still see clearly that the huge carriage was engraved with the witch's mark.

The little girl started to talk about pomp and actually came back in the air carriage. Robben couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

The crowd immediately became excited. Even though they were still far away, everyone started to shout to the sky. The witch who had been struggling with the city was in peace at the time, which made Robben receive countless complaints now made everyone feel extremely friendly.

The carriages in the sky are getting closer and closer. Everyone can see clearly that there are five carriages in total, flying in line in the sky, and now they have begun to slow down.

"Everyone retreat and be careful of being injured." Robben quickly waved his hands to the residents behind him, because Robben estimated that the car might be controlled by Nalan himself, and it might be possible that it would break into two parts when it hits the ground...

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom" five consecutive sounds, and all five aerial carriages fell to the ground, and the heavy wheels trembled.

Robben waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew, blowing away the smoke and dust near the carriage.

The residents who had just retreated at the city gate immediately rushed up again.

With a creaking sound, the carriage door opened, and a hand with black gloves held the car door. Then, a face that made everyone slightly uncomfortable appeared in front of everyone.

It's the old commander of the guard.

Roben knew that the old commander of the guard would definitely not let Nalan make trouble. Even if Nalan brought official duties back here, the old commander of the guard would definitely come with him.

Early on, Robben felt that Nalan was the second-last carriage on the left, and there was only Nalan in it. It seemed that... the carriage was really controlled by her own, and the time and space in the small cab in front...

The old guard walked down with a solemn look in a black suit, wearing a cloak, and looked at the group of residents at the gate of the city. Robben, Bazaar and others were all here, but Meria was not there, and there was no greeting team. Robben, the real power of the witch clan, did not wear formal clothes, and sighed without any help. It seemed that these guys completely regarded Nalan's action as going home...

Before walking to the second carriage, the old guard knocked on the car door: "Naran, come out and pay attention to your image. You are the guard now."

Robben listened to this sentence without saying a word, but couldn't help laughing in his heart. It seemed that Nalan had caused trouble for the old guard...

The car door opened gently, and a head suddenly came out. A pair of eyes blinked and looked at the direction of the city gate. Luo Ben clearly saw helplessness in the old guard's eyes. He seemed to endure it so as not to reach out and press Nalan's head back...

After a flash, Nalan jumped out of the car.

The residents at the city gate cheered and rushed up.

However, at this time, the doors of several other carriages suddenly opened, and more than a dozen figures jumped down and quickly formed a circle around Nalan and the old guard.

Everyone was stunned, but they saw that these were also witches, black clothes and black pants, covered with faces, and tied their hair behind them.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one expected that this warm welcome would actually happen.

Nalan is also dressed in black, similar to the old guard, but she has some patterns embroidered on her top, which looks very serious and a little cold.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Nalan frowned, turned around and pulled the old guard back a few steps, turned his back and leaned against his head and said something to the old guard.

Robben took out his ears and did not eavesdrop on what Nalan said to the old guard, because the content could basically be guessed.

The old guard kept shaking his head, Nalan kept saying something, and finally his voice rose. The two new and old guards seemed to be quarreling.

After a long time, the old chief guard slowly, obviously nodded reluctantly.

Nalan cheered, hugged the old guard's neck and said something, then turned around and rushed into his carriage, and jumped out in just half a minute. He was wearing the clothes he used to wear in Sarast.

"Ha~ha~ha~ha~~" Nalan put her waist on her waist and laughed three times at the residents in front of her in a very arrogant manner.

"I, Nalan, are back, don't think you can have a quiet life." Nalan's loud voice echoed on the top of the city, and the old commander of guard was already sighing behind Nalan's back.

"Coaxed" the residents and were all rushed up, completely turning a blind eye to the guards surrounding Nalan.

Nalan reached out and pushed away the guards, and trotted to Roben. A hungry tiger pounced on Roben himself, hugging Roben's head and laughed.

"The pillows on the master are not as good as your head, and Nalan can't sleep well."

Robben couldn't help laughing. He thought Nalan would say the first thing he said when he saw him, but he didn't expect it was this. He thought Nalan would cry when he saw him, which was really an accident...

"Naran, you look good." Robben was sincerely happy.

Nalan pouted: "It's not so busy at all... No one talks, the food is not delicious, and there is also..." Nalan lowered her voice and was cautious, "The teacher is so fierce..."

"Hahaha..." Robben smiled happily.

Nalan also giggled and pouted: "Kiss it, why don't Nalan go into the city."

He gently kissed Nalan's lips, "But the residents behind him still made huge laughs, and Robben laughed: "The news will be revealed tomorrow. The chief witch guard asked for kisses in front of thousands of residents at the gate of the city, ah..."

Nalan glared at her eyes, and the shyness flashed away on her face, and rushed directly to Luo himself, supporting Roben's shoulder with one hand and clenched his fists with the other hand and waved at all the residents: "What's so funny? Humph, have you been comfortable in this period? This time I'm back, you just wait for me... Is it still the same Nalan as before?"

"Coaxed" all the residents to laugh even louder.

"Habazaar has become beautiful, is there any man pursuing you?"

"Ye Ximi, what is this? It's from sterling silver... I'll give it to me."

"Oh? Cardina, how did you get your hair? Don't be so stingy, tell me..."

"Haha? Don't pull my hair. I just finished combed this morning. I've been combed for a long time~~~Dinny, you bastard, stop me."

When he saw his sisters again, Nalan seemed extremely excited and couldn't help but scream at the top of the city. Finally, Nalan smiled and was carried into the city by everyone.

"Where is the master's mother? Are you preparing food at home again? What are you preparing?" As soon as you arrived at the city lord's mansion, Nalan immediately stuck to Luo himself, grinning, obviously drooling.

“Well… Nalan likes to eat…”

Before he could say what he liked to eat, Nalan's eyes lit up because a witch in front turned from the aisle in front and walked towards the opposite side.

"Mother"

Nalan shouted and rushed out again. Before Robben could speak, Nalan had already hugged the witch and squeezed her face to the witch's cheek and rubbed it hard.
To be continued...