In the evening, the orange light ball sank into the horizon.

At Gao Wen’s House, the children who had eaten dinner were walking their chicks in the yard.

More than two months have passed, and most of them have grown to two pounds, "coo" clamoring, following behind a group of children's butts.

There are also one or two owners who are not so reliable. They occasionally forget to feed them, and their bodies are obviously dysplasia.

Monty, who was doing chicken throwing exercises, suddenly stopped his hand.

The black eyes stared at the alder forest outside the yard.

Growing a big mouth reveals amazing baby teeth with big gaps.

A man and a woman appeared under the orange light of the setting sun.

The man was wearing a familiar flying lion armor, carrying two swords, and was tall and upright, like a steep mountain peak under the setting sun.

The woman's white dress and flames fluttered with the night wind, and her pretty wheat-colored face was covered with a layer of hazy sunset light.

With a red lips, he held the witch hunter's arm intimately, and his body was tightly attached to him.

"Brothers and sisters! Teacher Roy is back! Surround him!"

"Don't let him run away again!"

"And that sister who was as beautiful as a fairy last time!"

The children burst into a terrifying noise, and rushed over and wrapped Roy in three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounded by him, raising his innocent and silly face.

It was like a puppy waving its tails one by one, begging for caresses.

The chickens raised by their own home were even more noisy and kept clamoring behind their butts.

The scene was as chaotic as a boiling oil pan.

"Haha, kids, do you miss me?" The stronger witch hunters took off their sunglasses and rubbed their heads one by one.

"Arkham Tom, he has grown taller again! Monty, have you lost your exercise? Control your weight! Chanem, don't always pretend to be the boss with a bad face! Carl, what if you keep being beautiful, what should you do if other girls?"

"..." The cat school apprentice blushed in embarrassment.

"Renie, open your mouth and let me see, your teeth are growing."

"Woo--"

"Congratulations, it's like a comb!"

"Well... the little lady Vicky...the stars in her eyes were about to sprint? She took dozens of 100 points?"

The little girl with blonde hair and ponytails happily lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes.

"Teacher, we thought you weren't back!" Monty shouted.

Roy smiled slightly, his eyes flashing across every child.

"How could I bear to leave such a well-behaved student?"

A group of young people immediately chattered and threw out hundreds of thousands of questions.

"Teacher, why did your eyes change color? The two eyes seem to be different!"

"Teacher, have you grown taller?"

...

"Stop!" Roy bared his teeth, his eyes crossed the orphans surrounded by him, and turned to look at the sorcerer who was wearing a white dress not far away, smiling at the show. "How about letting Teacher Rita play with you?"

He suddenly blinked at the woman beside him.

"Coric, I'll leave these cubs to you for the time being!"

"ah?"

The sorcerer's red lips slightly opened, his pretty face showed a hint of surprise and expectation. Deep down, she wanted to get close to these children.

But one is enough. She was a little overwhelmed by so many at once.

"Didn't you always want to spend time with your children? The opportunity is here!"

Roy stuffed Vicky's little hand into the sorcerer's hand.

Then he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly fled from the courtyard.

Being bombarded by a group of childish questions is even more tiring than passing a trial of grass.

Behind you can hear them asking if they are listening,

"Teacher Rita, why are you so beautiful? Are you the Nymph Fairy?"

"Are you Mr. Roy's bride?"

"How old are you? Why did Oaks and Teacher Lambert ask us to call you grandma?"

The smile on Rita Need's face gradually faded.

...

"Little devil... Is he willing to come back after more than a month of gentleness?" The bald man leaned against the outer wall of the classroom door with his hands wrapped around his chest, and his stiff cheeks showed a touch of solemnity. "Do you know how to regret it now? Do you understand why I advised you to stay away from the sorcerer?"

"Yes, Roy..." Oaks came out and leaned against the other side of the classroom, squinted his eyes, half envious and half teasing, "It's not okay to interact with a sorcerer without a good body. After all, their bodies have been transformed with magic, and their physical strength is no less than that of the demon hunter."

"If you are not careful, you will be squeezed into a mummy."

"You can hold on for a month, tsk... I look at you with admiration... I won't be embarrassed by your brother!"

Seret came out of the classroom again.

"Boy, I've been more than happy, why haven't I lost weight at all, my muscles have become more developed and I've grown taller?"

"This is not normal. He should nod in one month at age. But his eyes, Roy..." The energetic old man Weisermil followed behind Seret, with a hint of exploration in his eyes, "The old man is old and has a worse memory, but I will not remember any things wrong, such as you used to have dark golden pupils."

“When did I get heterochromia?”

In an instant, several pairs of wild beast-like vertical pupils locked the young witch hunter, especially in the silver-gray iris area of ​​his left eye.

"Don't you really think I'm on vacation with Coral?" Roy smiled casually, "In order to improve the flying lion monster green grass decoction, I have tried many potions in the past month..."

"Some of it has some effect on the body, so the color of the pupil has undergone a mutated."

Maojiu looked at Roy gratefully after hearing this.

He made this series of attempts to ensure the safety of his students and allow Carl to pass the grass trial safely.

Roy continued, "But everyone can rest assured that my premonition tells me there is no risk. That's why I dare to try."

“In addition, I have a unique method of healing, which will never leave any sequelae except for eye discoloration.”

"The study on the decoction of the flying lion monster green grass is very successful, just waiting for Carl to conduct the trial."

The bald man was thinking, and his disciple's previous magical self-healing ability flashed through his mind, but he still looked unwilling, "Little kid, we are asking you to help Rita Nied research the formula, not asking you to test her medicine!"

"Did she force you?"

"On the contrary, in order to dissuade me, Coral almost turned against me!"

"Then you have a cramp in your brain, or have you drunk too much feces, and you are seeking death! If something goes wrong with you," Seret shook his head and pointed at his nose without hesitation, "Who will take responsibility for the brothers who have lost the chief prophet?"

"You must have secretly conducted the green grass trial of the Flying Lion Monster, right?" Eskal, who had been observing his expression quietly, suddenly spoke.

"Am I that stupid? I think I have lived for too long?" Roy's face remained calm and shook his head calmly, "I have used the snake pie to decoct medicine once, and then drink the flying lion monster to decoct medicine. The two medicines conflict with each other, and they will definitely die without a complete corpse!"

"I'm not intact? And one month is not enough for a grass trial."

"I just tried a few medicines."

Everyone pondered for a moment, and the suspicion in their eyes gradually faded.

"Anyway, the change of iris is not a small thing," Oaks said solemnly, "You won't have good luck every time. Gene mutations are unpredictable, if there is less nose and eyes."

"You think the sorcerer will pay attention to you!"

Yes.

Roy was secretly sure.

This month, Rita Need's meticulous care has fully demonstrated her wish.

"Roy... Don't take your own decisions next time you have such a dangerous task." Geralt patted the little brother's shoulder and said seriously, "Tell us in advance that we can discuss together, and we can't always let a young man take risks."

Lambert punched him in the chest, "If you still think we are brothers."

Kaiyan and Eskal gave a concerned look.

The new Aiden looked at the scene in front of him - a group of seniors scolded the younger generation, although they were both harsh and harsh, their concern was beyond words.

A hint of envy flashed through scarlet pupils.

Within the cat pie, there are few companions gathering.

This kind of mutual care and greetings almost does not exist.

There is also a relationship of interest.

With a lot of verbal criticism, Roy had to raise his hand to surrender.
To be continued...