The orange sun hangs on the sky.

The orphans of Gaowen's house ended their daily morning training. Thirteen boys with slightly sweat on their foreheads, healthy blushing faces, and seven little girls chattering and holding hands filled the two rectangular tables in the yard.

Faced with food, the hungry children burst out with amazing combat power. They buried their heads in their respective plates and launched an "unstoppable" attack on fish, eggs and bread.

It seems that the plate is filled with dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder, delicious delicacies.

"Puff..." A piece of fish slid down to the ground while swallowing.

Arkham lowered his waist like lightning and picked up the food, and at the same time he gave two companions a fierce warning look on their left and right.

"Hmph! Monty, Carl, don't keep staring at the lion's trophy like a hyena. Isn't there any cheapness every time you're stealing it! You'll go to your own meal if you don't have enough food! Are you too lazy to walk these few steps?"

"Be careful that the teacher knows that you are numbing your legs!"

"Who told you to be a funnel? If you don't eat yours, who will eat it! Next time you wrap your mouth tighter?" Carl licked the smooth plate of the mirror and touched his bulging belly like a pumpkin.

Then the three boys sitting side by side swept their eyes to the girls next table, and their smiles were as bright as three congenital mental retardants.

After each training, after using breakfast and appreciating the girl's eating posture has become a regular entertainment activity for boys.

Compared to the little boy who eats a lot, girls are much more delicate in eating, chewing one small bite at a time, and swallowing slowly... it is pleasing to the eye.

From time to time, they exposed a few front teeth, their small faces were tight and stretched, and the sparse freckles on both sides of their noses seemed to be dancing.

Carl shook his head regretfully.

Most of the children in orphanages are from ordinary families, with few outstanding appearances, and freckles, wide chins, and large foreheads can be seen everywhere.

Among the seven girls, only Vicky had delicate facial features like the people in the painting. After more than a month of adequate food treatment in the orphanage, her skin and blonde hair were no longer dry like straw, and became smooth like silk, emitting an exciting luster.

Carl and the boys in the yard like to peek at her when they are fine.

At this time, the little girl felt a strange attention. She turned her head and found more than a dozen pairs of sneaky eyes. She suddenly had two red clouds floating on her face, and her head was almost hanging to the table.

"Reserved and beautiful..." Monty sighed and murmured, "She is the best girl I have ever seen."

"Hmph, the most beautiful woman can only marry the strongest swordsman, and wait for me to pass the green grass trial." Carl licked the bare plate again and smiled provocatively at his companions, "You two are short and the other are thin bamboo poles, and they are reluctant to be flower girls for me."

"Dong!"

"Ouch, who?!" Carl turned around angrily, and a pair of gray-green pupils and a cold face appeared in his sight. He immediately lowered his head as if he had just been lifted by the back of his neck.

"teacher…"

Maojiu glared at the disciple coldly, "The training volume this morning is far from meeting the standard, and he actually has the energy to discuss the girl... There is still a quarter of an hour before class. Go to the plum blossom stake and squat, two sets of pendulums!"

"Immediately, right now!"

"Teacher...who are they?" Carl glanced at Jingruohancang's two companions, trying to pull them into the water.

"They have to slow down, why don't you go quickly!" Maojiu kicked him on the butt.

Carl showed a smile that was even worse than crying, and was reluctant to leave and ran to the wooden stake area in one step.

When Maojiu nodded and left, Monty and Arkham immediately covered their stomachs and smirked.

"Carl was wrong. The most beautiful woman must be able to marry the smartest man!" Monty muttered, suddenly widened her eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Arkamtom stumbled on his friend's forehead with concern.

"it's beautiful?"

"What's so beautiful?"

"Better than Vicky!" Monty scraped his stomach and came up with the words of praise, "The lips are like... like a little blooming trumpet."

Everyone's eyes were attracted.

At the entrance of the orphanage, under the brass-colored plaque, a beautiful woman quietly appeared. Her white dress covered her well-proportioned figure, and her flame-burning hair trembled slightly on her shoulders.

The wheat-colored skin seemed to be shining.

Beautiful as a goddess, suffocating.

And beside her, Teacher Roy, who had been with the children for a week.

She held his hand like a gentle wife.

The intimate posture of the two made the orphans stunned, and an egg could be stuffed into their grown-up mouths.

"Spark guests, rare guests! Ms. Rita Need, welcome to Gowen's House!" Several witch hunters guarding the yard immediately came out.

Oaks stuck out his tongue at the sorcerer, grimaced, and extended his arms to embrace, but Rita Need only stood there, watching coldly.

He was not embarrassed either, shrugged and pulled his hand back, immediately winked at Roy and gave a thumbs up.

The bald man glanced between the arms of the two of them, sighed, took a deep breath, shook hands with the sorcerer.

"Ms. Rita, let's go into the house to chat and introduce you to a few new friends!" Seret nodded to her, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Wait a little longer," Rita Nied smiled and stroked her hair, "and a few more people are behind."

"Who are you referring to?" Maojiu and Eskal came forward.

"Do you guys miss me?" A heroic and vicissitudes of shouting came from the alder bush. Wearing a high black hat and holding the bulging gray horse with a saddle bag, Visemir walked into the Gaowen House.

Lambert and a man with short black hair, scarred chin and a cold-faced face walked out of the alder forest while talking loudly.

The man had a cat pillow around his neck.

Geralt and Akane walked slowly at the end of their heads.

"Wow... what a good day today is? Everyone is together!" Oaks opened his mouth wide and his face was excited. "Come in, guys, let's have fun in the conference room!"

...

The orphanage on the far left side is a simple conference room, and the warm sunlight shines through the windows, illuminating the twelve faces surrounding the round table.

"Brothers, the noble lady who appears before you is the royal consultant from Kerrack, Ms. Rita Need..." Oaks bowed exaggeratedly and led his hand to the only graceful woman present, like a servant who welcomed the guests.

Rita Need nodded to everyone, correcting the

"To be precise, a former Royal Consultant, I have accepted Roy's invitation to come here to work with the Witcher Brotherhood to jointly research and improve the mutation formula."

"My man, I didn't lie to you. I said they had a chance to get it!" Lambert whispered to Aiden beside him, and raised his chin as if showing off, and the latter was stunned.

He didn't expect that there are still warlocks who are willing to cooperate with the witch hunter today.

The reddish-brown eyes couldn't help but look at the young man present.

If you can win over a warlock, this guy is indeed different from other witch hunters.

The old man praised him.

And the Wolf, Snake, and Cats who have joined the Brotherhood can't help but be excited.

Recently, they have founded an orphanage and recruited twenty children. Everything is carried out in an orderly manner according to the plan.

The addition of the caster is even more of a heart-inspiring agent!

"Ms. Rita Need, thank you very much for condescending to come..."

"Who told this little villain to be here?" Shanhu shook her head and chuckled, then took Roy's arm openly, and in front of everyone, she did not hide her intimate attitude.

Several big men present gave each other a tacit look.

Geralt looked dazed, and Ye used to show his love to him like this.

Unexpectedly, I became a bystander this time.

"Ahem, in short, from now on, everyone will be brothers and friends. They must abide by the rules and regulations of the Brotherhood, respect each other and take care of each other!"

...

"It's my turn. Look here. This is Aiden from the Cat School. I mentioned the best friend!" Lambert and Aiden stood up at the same time.

"Aiden, they are from the Brotherhood..."

"My man, do you still remember me?" Maojiu's gray-green eyes looked at him.

"I can't forget, I've seen you decades ago, Lord Frius." Aiden nodded with a hint of respect on his face, and his eyes suddenly shifted to the side of the Eagle, with a hideous face, Kayan,

"I was a little injured, a little bit serious. It's normal for the witch hunter..." Kaiyan shrugged without caring and asked, "Does Joel and Gaitan know each other?"

Aiden pondered for a moment, "Joel is my teacher...but I haven't seen each other in more than ten years."

"You know, the cat buddies wander around in caravans, nowhere to stay, and the hiding place for trials for apprentices has been changing. Whether they can run into it depends on luck."

Maojiu nodded, "There were too many lunatics in the school in the past, so it would be better if you don't contact me. As a rational person, you shouldn't have been hang out with them! Are you willing to join a brand new brotherhood? Fight side by side with us."

"I promise that the atmosphere of the fraternity is as warm and harmonious as home."

Aiden fell silent and his eyes slowly swept across everyone present.

Lambert interrupted, "Everyone, give him some time. After he has inspected the fraternity environment, there will naturally be a decision."

"Then you will be with you for the next period of time!" Resor said.

Lambert looked at Visermire and laughed and joked,

"Old man, Osenfort's life is quite moist, and there are a few missing white hair on his head."

"But you enjoyed a gentle home for a month in the Countess Minole's manor, and you still want to leave?"

"So what? You guy who is capable of bringing a serious woman back to see me!" Visemir's eyes slowly swept across the crowd and said loudly, "And I'm not returning empty-handed this time... there are several school weapons and armor in the saddle bag."
To be continued...