Chapter 865: 847 Wigfortz

Chapter 865: 847 Wigfortz

Chapter 865 847. Wigefortz

And more importantly

Margarita stared into Lan En's eyes.

He is now in Arethusa.

What? Arethusa is recruiting wizards now?

Lan En raised his eyebrows.

"No, we still do not consider wizards in our admissions. After all, students will spend their entire adolescence in the academy, and even longer to learn the mysteries of magic. When young people of the opposite **** with strong desires meet together, they can do anything. Not surprisingly."

Margarita said expressionlessly.

We dont want to have another infant and child care unit in Aretussari.

The witcher was a little strange: "Can a sorceress get pregnant?"

Of course. My grandma even worked as Tissayas assistant!

Margarita rolled her eyes at him.

"But the entanglement with chaotic magic makes it extremely difficult for us to conceive, and the children we give birth to are likely to be deformed and mentally retarded. That's why Tisaya wrote "The Source of Poison", advocating that those who control magic should understand sterilization necessity.

We can and should enjoy **** and love because it is in line with nature. But these deformed children should not be allowed to appear in the world and suffer, and also disrupt the human gene pool.

"But let's get back to the topic. Vilgefortz came to Aretusa in the name of 're-training.' We don't recruit male students, but an already successful archmage came to train. There is no reason to refuse. "

And what made this person come to a sorceress training school for further study was, I think, definitely not the knowledge involved.

Originally, Lan En planned to ride his unicorn to Black Tern Island on Lake Vizima after saying goodbye to Margarita.

But the sorceress's words piqued his interest.

Wilgefortz. This guy looked like a **** controlling the heavens on the battlefield.

But despite the huge momentum, it is still not as thrilling as the activities of the demon hunters.

So this morning, the witcher and Vilgefortz met at the Hall of Glory in Arethusa.

I cant tell if it was a coincidence or intentional. Anyway, Lan En had just become interested in him in the morning, and this guy showed up in the morning.

The powerful legions that the Nilfgaardians are proud of and suppress all directions are like a ball of beef waiting to be cut in the hands of this demon hunter.

No matter whether there are brittle bones or fascia in the beef, it cannot be regarded as a qualified obstacle to the blade made of steel.

Among the survivors of the Nilfgaardian legion, those who were close to Lan En's traces on the battlefield basically all suffered from strange diseases after the war.

The kind of disease in which whenever you hear the sound of church bells, you will have a stress reaction, even self-mutilation, panic and frenzy.

They claimed that the church bells were not holy, but the roar of the magic sword in the hands of the devil.

That magic sword can defeat hundreds of knights with one strike. It is greedy for blood and unstoppable.

This group of veterans is valuable because of their large number and battlefield experience. Therefore, even after the armistice treaty was signed and the prisoners were released from each other, it also attracted the attention of the Nilfgaard Domestic Medical Association.

But even so, Wilgefortz was still able to maintain a calm and steady breathing state with Lan En at such a close distance.

I do wonder about you, Ser Lane.

Their eyes are now on the oil painting in front of them, not on each other, as if they are really two tourists enjoying the painting exhibition.

But please dont confuse me with others, those others with their greed and delusions. I have to explain this.

Mediocre people always think that the reflection on the lake is like a sky full of stars.

But I know very well that if you want to be outstanding and far beyond the average of your position, this kind of thing cannot be expected by just imitating.

Those who can do this, everyone has irreplaceable characteristics, the kind of things that others cannot learn.

Lan En nodded noncommittally.

"It sounds like you are very familiar with the 'average' of demon hunters. This is really strange. After all, not long ago, people like us were a fringe group, like transparent people. There were very few powerful people. Someone who cares, especially a big shot like you. The youngest member of the coven in history."

But you are also a big shot, a big shot in every sense of the word.

Wilgefortz has a quick mind, which makes him seem to be able to respond without much thinking.

"We took advantage of the prestige you left in the peace negotiations of the Civil War - please understand that we participants did not have time to inform you at the time, but this was an extremely effective measure at the time - and it also contributed to that tragic and magnificent war. The rapid end of the war had a profound impact."

"Anyone with such influence, whether he is a wizard, a king, a witcher, or even a beggar, must be recognized as an out-and-out big shot."

"Historical scholars, magic scholars, intelligence dealers, kings, nobles. Believe me, Sir Lane. Now even if there is a beggar who says he can shake your hand once a day, he will rely on that hand for the rest of his life. I dont have to worry about food and clothing anymore.

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