Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1155 1137. Feeling

"So you want me to believe that the ring with a beautiful sapphire on your hand was given to a, uh, cute halfling?"

Margarita and Lan En walked in the luxurious and bright corridor of Aretuza Academy.

The charming dean took the arm of the witcher and smiled sweetly, looking like a couple going to a banquet.

Harmonious and well-matched.

Even the sorceress students and teachers who passed by the two of them were much more obedient because of this.

But the sharp Lan En heard the teasing in Margarita's seemingly gentle words.

"To be precise, it's a hobbit."

The witcher explained this question.

"He's different from the halflings here, and Bilbo is a very nice guy! He was in trouble, so I helped him. You know me, Rita."

"Yes, I know you." The headmistress's eyes, which were outlined with eye shadow, were even more attractive. She glanced at the witcher with a smile, "The great and bright goddess knight."

The fluff ball that followed the two of them carefully tilted its head at this time, as if it suddenly discovered the beauty of Aretuza's gorgeous and historical wall decorations.

Even the cat Elu could hear it now, and Margarita stabbed Lan En lightly.

The witcher knew the character of the sorceress next to him very well, so he didn't talk to her at all, but just held her hand and continued to walk.

And sure enough, Margarita naturally calmed down when she saw that she couldn't provoke a verbal dispute.

From the bottom of Aretuza, go up to the Loshar Palace used to entertain foreign guests.

The two held hands and met many apprentices and teachers along the way. The news of Lan En's reappearance naturally spread.

Among them was the fluff ball, whose cuteness and obvious wisdom and civilization attracted the attention of all passers-by.

However, the people in the Sorceress Academy were at least high-level intellectuals in this world. They did not recognize the Elu cat as a cat-man living in the northern reserve.

But no one was too surprised. They just thought it was a calico cat that gained wisdom through some magic or ritual and was domesticated.

In fact, when Lan En took the Qilin and the fluff ball to the toll booth on the bridge to avoid the rain, their existence would definitely be discovered.

Neither Lan En nor they cared, so there was no need to hide from people.

However, the Elu cat still attracted some strange looks.

Not because of anything else, but because of the issue of "cat".

In the stereotype of the general public, identities such as witches and sorceresses are naturally put together with mysterious and untamable cats.

"Witch with cat" can be said to be a common image in drama and poetry.

And because of the spirit of resistance to the secular world, sorceresses generally do not keep cats.

These strong women would even let their hair down like prostitutes to resist the secular world, so what's the big deal about not keeping a certain type of pet?

Going up all the way to the floor where the dean's office is located, Margarita took Lan's arm and pushed the door open.

Tishaya sat on the cashmere bench facing the door, leisurely opened a bottle of East East red wine produced in Toussaint, and tasted it slowly with a delicate silver cup.

East East red wine is Toussaint's national treasure red wine, and it is even more expensive than Afulus in the same year.

When Lan En and Margarita went in, the sorceress was carefully moving the three cups on the table, trying to make them perfectly symmetrical.

She raised her eyes and saw Lan En coming in, and the first sentence was: "You are missing a ring?"

The demon hunter's movements froze, and his tongue licked his lips.

Isn't it because you also look so carefully? !

With Margarita watching the fun, Lan En could only tell Tishaya again.

The former dean of Aretusa was much calmer, nodded without comment, and stopped pestering.

Normally, Tishaya, who already worked in the Association of Talents and Skills, should be running around at this time.

However, Tishaya had said before that she was going to align her work and vacation time with Lan En's time to and from the celestial intersection rift.

So Lan En was not surprised to see Tishaya pouring red wine on the table.

Margarita and Lan En could accommodate Tishaya's symmetry obsession, so they sat down according to the position she placed the cups.

There were also a lot of snacks in Margarita's office, which she took out and gave to the flannel ball.

The kitten who couldn't drink was therefore happily squatting at the table, holding the snacks and eating them.

As if it was some kind of routine, Lan En spoke first and briefly described his journey to the celestial intersection.

The world called Arda, the immortal elves, the hobbits, the lonely mountain of the dwarves, the dragons.

This is a landscape and journey that even the oldest wizards have never seen.

"A world with a clear creator god?"

Margarita leaned half of her body lazily on the armrest of the cashmere chair, and the full white curve of her chest was pressed into an overflowing pancake shape.

The slender fingers drew circles on the rim of the silver cup, and there was an incredible tone in her tone.

Although she showed her superficiality and neglect of "knowledge about gods" last time, Tishaya made her make up for it very severely.

It almost reminded her of her school days.

But the Creator God? !

Even among the most mysterious and devilish religious sects in the world, no one among them dares to get involved with this concept.

The most commonly used concept of the flame revered by the Church of Eternal Fire is: to drive away evil and danger, and to illuminate the path of hope for the future.

It is a concept that is future-oriented rather than tracing back to its roots.

It's not that they don't want to, but because the history of humans and elves is relatively clear.

They are all outsiders who came to this world through the intersection of the celestial sphere. Even the time and place of landing are well documented.

If the concept of a creation god is really brought out, what role should these foreign guys play after they have established a foothold and then engage in ethnic cleansing of the indigenous people?

Therefore, all religious people in this world who have studied theology to a certain extent and are able to develop the prototype of a sect have a tacit agreement not to study the most fundamental concept that best reflects theological orthodoxy.

Compared to the students who were loose and unrestrained, Tissaya still sat in her original position dignifiedly and orderly.

It's just that her ascetic face, paired with a large-opening dress that is not out of the ordinary among sorceresses but is still considered 'bold' on the market, creates a contrasting beauty.

Unlike the new generation of warlocks who are obsessed with power struggle and obtaining material enjoyment, Tissaya's thinking is more 'old school', that is, a 'magic researcher'.

As soon as the concept of [Creation God] came out of Lan En's mouth, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Is there anything you can show me?"

Her eyes scanned Lan En eagerly.

The witcher shrugged and took out Arondette from his waist.

It seems that because the power of the world of Alda is always not so obvious, this long knife with a graceful arc and exquisite and complicated rune carvings on the blade looks no different from the original at first glance.

But only if you look carefully and look deeply with a calm mood can you find that the whole body of this knife is exuding a psychedelic, seemingly non-existent shimmer.

Tisaya carefully stretched out her hand and gently touched the cold blade with her fingertips.

Her eyebrows suddenly relaxed, as if she felt the incomparable purity and light, these beautiful things.

But Tissaya's self-control was very strong. Although she felt a relaxing and comfortable feeling from mind to body, she was still able to retract her fingers.

It's just that the eyes are a little reluctant to leave.

"This is indeed a higher power than ever before."

She watched Lan En put the long knife back into its sheath.

"I can't understand it at all. That such a manifestation of higher power could be so inconspicuous."

"The power is hidden in the invisible." Lan En explained his conclusion to Tisaya, "And in this case, the power that can be clearly displayed is even more terrifying."

For example, the power that Lady Galadriel spread to the distant sky at that time.

"Then that world must be very dangerous." Margarita held the wine glass and looked at the witcher with worried eyes. "A silent weapon may contain dangerous power."

This is indeed the case, whether it is Gramdrin in Gandalf's hands or Orcrest who has belonged to Thorin.

At first glance, these two swords are just beautiful and smooth swords with the unique artistic style of the Arda elves.

Even Lan En and Elrond carefully inspected the swords at close range before confirming that these two swords were at the same level as the Sword of the Lake Lady that had not been adjusted or infused with the [Light of the Twin Sacred Trees].

"It's indeed a bit dangerous. My Grandmaster Bear School armor was completely burned to pieces."

Lan En took a sip from the wine glass and said.

"But there's nothing wrong with him."

"That's good." Margarita looked at Lan En seriously and confidently, and after confirming that he didn't hide any heart-wrenching injuries, she nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, the current dean of Arethusa subconsciously let out a small yawn.

Lan En put down the wine glass from his mouth, his nose twitched and he frowned.

"Are you drinking energy potions again? Are you so busy now?"

During the previous war in the North, Margarita drank energy potions to maintain a clear mind in order to deal with the endless affairs.

Later, Lan En took the time to improve the formula, and now the energy potion comes in various options such as apple flavor and orange flavor.

Margarita didn't mean to hide it from him, she just rubbed her eyes that were slightly watery from yawning and said.

"Now the situation is getting tense again. You know what I'm saying, right, honey? There's no time to relax."