Renne didn't care at all.

Amidst the laughter, I drank several pots of juice, and the whole afternoon passed without realizing it. It was dark outside and stars were flashing in the night sky.

"Okay, let's stop here today."

Renn stood up and glanced at Darama, who was already a little impatient to go to the meditation room, and said, "My teaching method may be a little different from other people. It is mainly self-study. If you encounter problems you don't understand, you can discuss them with each other a few times before asking me for advice."

"If I'm not here, you ask Resling for advice, and he will decide the tower for me."

As he said that, a magic light flew out between Rennes' fingers and fell into Resling's Wizelland badge, increasing his authority to control the tower, second only to himself.

The other students' faces changed slightly. The teacher's words undoubtedly meant that Resling was the student he liked the most, and his status was above everyone else, and the others should be led by Resling!

Perlaris and others couldn't help but look at Resling.

Throughout the afternoon, Resling was the silent man, and only said a few words, his voice was low and hoarse, more mysterious than Darama from the Elf Kingdom.

They all subconsciously ignored Resling's existence, but they did not expect Resling to be the most trusted by the teacher.

"Yes, teacher." The students stood up and saluted.

Renn opened a portal and watched them leave, a smile on his lips.

The students' rooms have been arranged in the middle floor of the high tower. Six people are on the same floor. Six doors are opened around the wide hall in the middle, and the door can be opened with badges.

Lesling was about to enter the room when he heard someone calling his name behind him, "Lesling."

He turned around and saw Darama coming.

Although the high elf had a smile on his face, he showed arrogance and suspicion in his eyes, and said, "The teacher asked us to ask you for advice. I happened to have a question. I wonder if Resling can solve my doubts?"

The other four students also stopped, but they did not stop them and all looked at them with curious eyes.

Obviously, Darama couldn't help but start tempting.

Reslin's expression was like an ancient well. Facing the provocation, there was no slight wave. He said calmly: "What questions do you want to ask for?"

Somehow, Darama looked at Reslin's calm gaze and felt inexplicably afraid. He subconsciously avoided his eyes in less than half a second after contacting them.

"This wizard cannot be provoked!"

Darama noticed something keenly, but she was already in a difficult position, so she saluted gracefully and said softly: "I have no malice, I just want to communicate with you about the casting skills..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Resling, "You want to fight me?"

"Uh..." Darama choked for a moment.

He had this idea just now, but now he changed his mind. He turned to see the look of others expecting, thinking that if he retreated this time, it would be difficult to overwhelm them in the future and establish his prestige. It would be better to let go.

And he is a third-level mage, and Reslin is just a first-level wizard, and his chances of winning are very high.
Chapter completed!