Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1425 1397. Reconciliation

There was a splash, and the respected Dean of Aretusa, Ms. Margarita, got out of the bath.

Shirley stared at her body intently. The girl has seen Yennefer's naked body many times. They bathe together, and the mature sorceress teaches the girl various gender knowledge.

Ciri thought there would be no one in the world with a more curvy body than Yennefer, but she was wrong.

Facing the naked Margarita, even those marble statues of goddesses and nymphs would feel inferior.

The truth was exactly as Dandelion and Lann had told it.

Xili had just walked to the underground bathhouse of Yinlu Tavern with her dinner plate in hand. What she saw as soon as she opened the door was such an exciting scene.

Margarita played with the beauty without any scruples.

Triss, whose red hair was wrapped in a hairnet, seemed to be violently opening a gift box, tearing away the only piece of bath towel she had on her body.

The two sorceresses looked at the bathhouse door mischievously.

But when they saw that it was just a girl who came in, they both let out a disappointed "oh" in unison.

Yennefer was also wearing nothing, and she was also very bold and unyielding, not prepared to avoid anyone who came in, but she was still sitting under the water in the bathhouse.

Another sorceress whom Ciri had never seen before, although she also only had a bath towel, was sitting relatively calmly at the small table beside the bath.

But despite their disappointment, Triss and Margarita still walked to the somewhat embarrassed girl.

Margarita pinched her cheek: "Is this the kid who just happened to 'faint' at the right time? He's really smart."

"Come on, put down the bottle, take off your clothes, and let's take a dip together."

In the next few hours, the five of them soaked in the bathtub together and took turns entering the steam room, chatting the whole time.

After steaming, Ciri jumped into the rosemary-scented bath and swam.

"She swims like a baby seal." Margarita said with a smile, "and her figure is like a water nymph. Are you going to give her to me, Yena?"

"Why else would I bring her here?"

"Which class should I let her go to? Does she have the basics?"

"Yes, but she can start from scratch, like everyone else, and that'll be good for her."

"This is very wise." Tissaya was concentrating on playing with the wine glasses and bottles on the small table, trying to arrange them in a symmetrical manner. "It does no harm to anyone to lay a solid foundation. When the time comes, she will find that learning can make progress." Level knowledge will be easy.”

"But don't waste too much time." Triss curled her lips next to her, "Otherwise, you will feel like you are a head shorter than your peers."

Tissaya shook her head at Triss: "You are always impatient, Triss. I told you, your talent is very good, but not the best. At this age, you should accumulate more and more, only then can you have hope. .”

"Okay, okay!" Margarita casually took a cup from the utensils placed in front of Tisaya and drank it with a smile, "Fortunately, we have graduated and can interrupt the teacher's speech at will. !”

Tissaya sighed, but subconsciously began to arrange the messed up cups and bottles again.

This made Ciri feel a little frightened even as she imagined what it would be like to study under Tissaya.

But after a while of joking, Margarita looked at the girl swimming in the bath with deep meaning and whispered.

"It turns out that this is Calanthe's granddaughter. An important person who can influence the world is just an ordinary little girl."

Yennefer, who was casually wiping her shoulders with water, saw her violet eyes shrink almost imperceptibly.

His movements were stiff for a moment, but he still tried hard to cover it up.

"Rita, what are you talking about?"

Yennefer said in a tone of pretending not to hear clearly and not caring too much.

But she only received Margarita's half-smiling gaze.

"Look at you, Yena." The dean of Arethusa crossed his arms to prevent his heavy chest from feeling uncomfortable. "If I hadn't known about it in advance, I wouldn't have dared to imagine that you had become like this."

"Even trying to hide it from us is like a she-wolf protecting her cubs."

Yennefer's expression changed from pretending to be calm to seriousness, but she only received indifferent chuckles from the other three sorceresses.

"Haha, my God!" Margarita laughed so hard, "Do you think we don't know anything? Don't you know what the legendary Cirilla looks like? Don't know if she has awakened the source of magic? "

"Please, Ye Na. Lan En met this little girl much earlier than you. We talked a lot in bed, and he asked us to take more care of her."

"Although I think this little girl's thoughts are not right, it doesn't matter." Margarita smiled playfully, "I will still take good care of her."

Yennefer seemed like a frustrated ball, but when she thought about it carefully, compared to Lan En, she did know Ciri better.

There is nothing unreasonable or conspiracy theory about the current situation.

"Don't scare me, Rita." Yennefer sighed and put a hot towel on her face. "My nerves are almost broken these days."

"Just wait until the meeting starts tonight and the meeting is over." Triss said next to her. "After the meeting is over and the college is operating normally, Shirley can be admitted. By then, no one outside will be able to get close to her in the college. "

"I hope so." Yennefer could only nod, "I hope so."

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When the turmoil in the Silver Heron Tavern was over, it was already noon.

There was only one more afternoon to prepare, and the pre-conference welcome banquet of the Wizard Summit was about to begin.

During this period, the remaining warlocks who had not arrived would rush in from all over the world through the portal.

The preparation for the banquet was not simple, and the same was true for the participants.

Yennefer's three sets of dresses had been delivered to her room, and this was just the minimum standard: one set for the pre-conference welcome dinner, one set for the meeting, and the post-conference dinner could not be repeated.

Yennefer and Geralt had a conversation in the room that the sorceress had just opened. What surprised and pleased Dandelion was that they came out with neat clothes and the same complexion.

If the two of them had gone to bed in the room, then Dandelion might still worry that this was just the desire of the two to vent because they missed each other's bodies.

But since they didn't go to bed, it was actually a verbal and emotional communication between the two people, and the progress was too gratifying.

As a good friend of Geralt for decades, and a bystander who witnessed his entanglement with the sorceress, their inability to let go and their tormenting relationship.

Dandelion now feels almost like an elder.

"If you show that look of a child who has finally learned to visit a brothel, I will knock your teeth out with one punch, Dandelion."

Geralt tilted his head and threatened the poet beside him expressionlessly.

The poet didn't care: "Hey! Lan, this man said he wants to knock my teeth out! Do you agree?"

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it." Lan whispered, "Maybe you can concentrate on writing after losing two teeth and can't sing? How great."

The three of them are now on the first floor of Aretuza Academy, Loshar Palace on the island of Thanedd.

The original function here is the academy's external reception, and it is also a place for guests to live and entertain.

In theory, no one is allowed to enter the wizard summit without an invitation.

But the men and women at the dinner party always have to have a partner, so these people can also enter the academy.

Geralt was actually a little surprised now. He didn't expect that Yennefer would invite him as a male companion to the welcome dinner after the long talk before.

But he was surprised, but not too surprised.

Yennefer had invited him many times before to attend the banquet between wizards. But he had firmly refused before.

Because before, he firmly believed that even the kindest wizards would only regard him as a freak and a spectacle. As for the narrow-minded people, they would directly regard him as an invader and a pariah.

Yennefer laughed at his idea, but did not make any more requests.

Based on Geralt's understanding of Yennefer, this woman usually would not waver after making a decision, so Geralt was more convinced that his idea should be reasonable.

"But you agreed this time." Dandelion sighed in a tone that was almost like singing, "and without hesitation, not even a moment's hesitation!"

"It was because of that long, emotional and sincere conversation that you restored your past intimacy and melted the ice of resentment, pride and stubbornness on both sides."

"Admit it, Geralt. After that conversation, even if Yennefer viciously asked you to fall into hell with her and drink boiling tar with the flaming demons, you would not hesitate!"

'I really won't hesitate. '

Geralt thought to himself.

The two of them reconfirmed their love for each other, and the two people in love dared to go anywhere together.

Somehow, the white wolf, who had already felt old, felt his heart beating hotly at this moment.

It was like a young girl who had never eaten or seen anything and fell in love directly.

And Ciri, the key girl who triggered this conversation, was now simply sent to the academy by Yennefer in the name of safety.

Someone is investigating, and this person can control a warlock named Riens.

No matter how bad Riens is, he is still a warlock. Who can control him?

Only in Aretuza can Yennefer and Geralt feel a little relieved.

The people who returned to the Palace of Loshar with the Dean of Aretuza, the former Dean, the youngest member of the Supreme Council of Warlocks, and the advisor of the royal family of Temeria, four famous female warlocks, certainly received the most attention.

Geralt felt uncomfortable, but Lan and Dandelion turned a blind eye.

The Palace of Loshar is now overcrowded, with delegates and entourage everywhere. There are at least dozens of small circles in a large palace.