Leslin shook his head, and suddenly interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth. He turned to look at the student, and saw that there was indeed an expression on her face that I guessed.

Damn it!

He couldn't help but curse in his heart, and he didn't even notice her words for a moment.

The Soul Eye also saw Perlaris's emotions, and was not particularly surprised. It was obvious that she had planned it and had doubted her identity a long time ago.

"When did you guess?" Leslin asked with a stern face.

“The year before yesterday.”

Perlaris felt a little proud, but he didn't dare to show it. He whispered: "Teacher, I've actually suspected that Resling's talent is too exaggerated. Every time we ask you for magic knowledge, the answers we get are similar to those of the teacher."

"The teacher is clearly not in the tower, but he knows our situation very clearly."

"There are also teachers who have unconditional trust in Resling, which is completely different from other students. Although Resling rarely speaks, as long as he carefully distinguishes, he can find that his words, tone, and accent with the teacher are sometimes really similar."

"But the most important thing is my intuition."

The witch finally couldn't help but smile, as if guessing that this was a major victory.

"What intuition?" asked Resling.

"Of course it's the intuition of a woman."

Perlaris smiled sly, "When you contacted me, although you looked and personality very different, you felt very familiar to me, just like the same person."

Resling felt helpless when he heard it.

Sure enough, as long as you have been in contact with me for a long time, people around you will always find clues.

"Who else has guessed it except you?"

"A few of us students have guessed, but we can't be sure." Perlaris looked at Resling's eyes full of glory, "I should be the first one to know clearly, right? Teacher!"

"Well, you're doing a good job." Resling praised.

"Thank you, teacher."

Perlaris was very happy and said seriously: "Teacher, I can do more."

"Oh? What do you say?" Resling's eyes flashed.

"I want to stay in Santra's residence, continue to contact the Blood Knight, and prepare for the teacher's future plans." Perlaris had obviously thought about it for a long time and said confidently: "When I get the trust of the Blood Elves, let them take me to the Karnod Icefield, where there is a blood elves stronghold."

Leslin understood her intention, "You want to continue chasing the floating city?"

"Yes!" Perlaris's attitude was firm, "I guess that the Scourge must have leapfrogged the Floating City to the Karnold Icefield, which is the core area controlled by the Undead. If you go deep into it, you may be able to find the location of the Floating City."

The Kanod Icefield occupies the entire northern part of the New World, with a larger territory than the empire. It is no less difficult to find a floating city in it than to find a needle in a haystack.

And it is very dangerous, even if the blood elves help, it will be a life-threatening death.

Resling frowned: "You haven't reached the legend yet. It's too risky to enter the Karnold Icefield, so it's not worth it."

However, Perlaris was not shaken at all.

"Teacher, I have decided that Vimerdo and the others will help me, and the Blood Knight."

"Actually, it's not just me, Darama is already in the Karnod Icefield. He acts alone and wants to find the floating city."

It was the first time that Resling knew about this. The two students competed and were brave enough that they could not change their decisions.

He thought about it for a while, but still couldn't stand by.

Perlaris suddenly felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the thin Resling turned into a tall and strong figure, his teacher Rennes.

"teacher!"

She was surprised and delighted, and saw Renn take out a simple purple staff in his hand, with a streamer tied to the head of the staff, emitting mysterious waves, and said to herself: "This arcane torrent staff will be used first. If you can find the floating city, then it will be a reward for you."

Of course, Perlaris recognized the Arcane Torrent Staff and was also very clear about its origin.

When she took the epic staff, her hands were so excited that she trembled with excitement, and she assured with great confidence: "Teacher, I will definitely find the floating city!"

Renn smiled, "I'll give you five years. If you fail in five years, the Arcane Torrent Staff belongs to Darama, whether he finds the Floating City or not. If you see Darama, tell him my words and you can't hide anything."

This is barely fair, and Darama himself will also provide compensation.
Chapter completed!