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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation In the Dawn Sorcerer Tower, the apprentices were receiving guidance from the Supreme Sorcerer Tegris of the White Tower Sorcerer Council of the High Elves. The Supreme Sorcerer gave the apprentices a simple check on their magic level and began to teach them.
After agreeing to Laing's request, he immediately developed a completely different teaching policy for Veronica and Teresa.
Tegris greatly expanded Veronica's knowledge of spells. First, he had her memorize most of the fire and light spells. Then, he taught her on the spot. Due to her poor background, Gallan did not have the opportunity to learn the most powerful spells.
Thus, Veronica learned her first major spell, Meteor Shower. This spell could summon a group of flaming meteorites that covered an area of about 500 square meters and completely destroy all living things within range.
The second major spell she learned was called Arrow Shield Realm. This spell could summon a defensive barrier that was about five meters tall and fifteen meters wide. All long-range attacks within this area, including cannons, would be completely blocked by this barrier.
Veronica's magic ability improved by leaps and bounds after two weeks of lessons. The knowledge she learned from Tegris was enough for her to absorb in a few years.
Next was Teresa. After Tegris's inspection, he found that Teresa's spell foundation was very solid. She had been taught well by Aurora since she was young. Even if she was not very good at it, she could already use all the ice and mind spells. As long as she had enough magic, she could use them.
Teresa's problem was that she didn't know how many spells worked. Due to the limitations of her identity as a warlock, she was destined to be unable to understand or learn some spells. The only spells she could use were those contained in her blood and those that were compatible with her blood.
Therefore, Tegris didn't let Teresa try to learn new spells. Instead, he let her strengthen her spellcasting ability and mana control. She no longer simply relied on her instincts to cast spells. Instead, she learned how to strengthen and control all her current spells.
In short, what Tegris wanted to do was to teach Teresa how to control her mana, learn when to conserve mana when to cast spells, and when to cast spells with a burst of mana.
Under Tegris's guidance, the Sorceress' spellcasting ability also made a qualitative breakthrough.
Today was the end of another lesson. Tigris left expressionlessly with his staff. The two Garlan Witches sat in the classroom of the Dawn Magic Tower, looking at each other and smiling bitterly.
Today, Veronica was wearing a glowing red wine skirt. As usual, her long, slender legs were wrapped in black stockings and black pointy heels. After Tegris left, the sweet-looking Garan Witch slumped on the table dejectedly. "I feel like I've wasted more than ten years learning magic. I dare say that even if I studied magic for another two hundred years, I still wouldn't be able to compare to one of Mr. Tegris' fingers."
Today, Teresa was wearing a black lace skirt with a simple thread pattern. Unlike Veronica, she didn't wear stockings. Instead, she wore black strappy heels. Unlike Veronica, Veronica didn't like stockings. Hearing Veronica's complaint, Teresa's face stiffened. "If Mr. Tegris didn't point it out, I wouldn't even know. I always used 100 units of mana to cast a spell with 15 units of mana. I always thought that's how spells were cast. But Mr. Tegris pointed out eight mistakes in my spellcasting after seeing it once."
"…" The room was silent. Obviously, Tegris' teaching was a heavy blow to them. They felt that all the magic they learned was in vain, as if everything they learned was wrong.
They also knew that it was a great honor for Laing to be able to invite Tegris to teach them. The two witches had been madly learning magic knowledge from Tegris to enrich themselves.
Laing was already a Sanctuary-level human hero. If they didn't make any progress, they might be useless one day. After all, Laing was now in contact with Tegris. If the High Elves sent an elven mage to be Laing's consultant, they would really be useless!
"Mentor …" At this time, the door opened, and Catherine, an official witch in a red robe, appeared at the door. She said timidly, "There's important news."
"Important news?" Veronica sat up from the table. "What important news?"
"Well … His Excellency Boris Todbinger, Kurfürst White Wolf, and His Excellency Axel Gris, the Great Mentor (Captain) of the White Wolf Knights have arrived." Catherine knew that her mentor was in a bad mood recently, so she said in a low voice.
"Oh, what does that have to do with me? When Sir Boris and Sir Axel arrive, Leon will naturally receive them, "Veronica said casually.
"But Mr. Laing's adoptive parents have also arrived. They are now guests in the castle. Mr. Laing asked me to come and get you and Mr. Trovic," Catherine continued.
"I'll be right there!" Veronica bounced up from her seat as if she had been electrocuted. The sound of her high heels could be heard. She rushed out of the door and disappeared in a flash.
“？？？ Adoptive parents? " Teresa didn't react. She thought for a moment and realized what had happened. The sorceress hurriedly stood up. "Laing's adoptive parents have arrived?! Wait for me! "
Teresa also rushed out.
… …
Ten minutes later, in the guest room on the second floor of the count's castle.
The guest room was filled with laughter. Laing's eyes were slightly red. He tried his best to open his eyes and held his adoptive father's hand. "Father, long time no see. It's really been a long time."
Boris laughed. He stroked his brown beard and said to Laing proudly, "Baron Siodrickson from the Kingdom of Nords, who is going to attend your wedding, isn't ready to leave so early. Sir Norman happened to be reporting his work in White Wolf City, so I brought him along."
"Thank you very much, thank you very much." Laing couldn't help but nod. He was very happy and also a little emotional.
"Sir Norman is ready to retire. He has passed the position of Lord of Orteny to your cousin. He will retire in White Wolf City in the future and serve our master as an instructor." Axel Gris, the leader of the White Wolf Knights, said with a smile.
The commander of the White Wolf Knights was bald, but he had a long white beard. His aura was like that of a giant beast in the middle of winter, releasing an astonishing pressure. He was tall, over 1.9 meters, and his amber eyes were shining brightly, like a large husky.
The leader of the White Wolf Knights was almost a hundred years old. He had met Laing before, but he would never have thought that the young White Wolf Knight who set off from Nords, who was only at the beginning of the legendary level, was already a saint-level expert.
Axel always felt that it was a pity that Laing had changed his faith. Such a strong man should have fought side by side with the White Wolf Knights in the name of Yurick. However, since Yurick had already passed down an oracle that he had allowed it, the White Wolf Knights couldn't say anything more.
Everyone turned their attention to "Baldy" Norman. They were probably wondering why they hadn't picked up such a powerful son.
Norman was a skinny little old man with a red nose. He was very bald, but he was very energetic. His small eyes were full of pride as he looked at his adopted son. He kept saying that it was nothing, but everyone could tell that he was proud. He patted Laing's strong shoulder and kept asking about trivial things, which Laing answered very patiently.
Laing felt as if he had gone back to his childhood.
In the cold nights of Nords, Norman always liked to bring his adopted son, wearing armor, a wolf-skin cape, and a wolf-skin hat, into the forest to hunt with Laing. Laing remembered that when he was young, he was wearing a warm sheepskin jacket and high boots. He followed behind Norman and his adopted father to hunt. His adopted father taught him in detail how to hunt and how to gain Yurick's appreciation. There was always a wolfdog following behind the father and son. Laing still remembered that the name of the large wolfdog was Ah Huang, which was a name he had given it.
Whenever Laing recalled these memories, the corners of his mouth would always curl up into a smile. His childhood was still relatively happy.
However, time was always so cruel. The middle-aged White Wolf Knight of the past was now old. More than half of his hair had turned white, and his originally upright body had begun to bend. Time had unknowingly taken away everything about Norman. Now, Norman could no longer go to the battlefield. The warhammer that he used to wield with ease had become heavier and heavier in his hands. Knowing this, the White Wolf Knight began to slowly withdraw from the battlefield. He passed the position of feudal lord to Leon's cousin (Leon's foster mother's nephew), and went to White Wolf City to retire. Now, he could still be an instructor, but in a few years, he would really retire.
"Father … I …" Laing's eyes were red. He did not know what to say. "You … have you always been well?"
"I, I've been very well! You don't have to worry about me, kid. I've been hearing about your deeds in Nords all day long. Today, you killed one, tomorrow, and tomorrow, you killed another. Even the red-eyed Egil of Scalins was killed by you. As expected of my son! " Norman just patted Laing's shoulder vigorously. "I thought I would be like this for the rest of my life. I didn't expect you to be so great. I'm proud of you, really. Now, I'm here to attend your wedding."
"Thank you …" Laing could only nod. Thousands of words were stuck in his heart. He felt as if a lifetime had passed.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and a surprised voice came into the reception room.
"Uncle Norman! Aunt Sally! "
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