weather?
Fanny the Succubus really does depend on the weather!
Ron changed the subject at the opportune moment, "Let's go and take a look at the Elven library."
Led by Cook yesterday, they soon arrived at another treehouse with a collection of books.
Cook was assigned to be Ron and Fanny's guide.
Rows and rows of books, but without a single guard, suggesting that the elven collection here is not particularly valuable, and the quantity of books is far less than that of the elven temple.
After watching for a while, it was indeed so.
However, Ron didn't look for professional magic content. Instead, he looked for some elf biographies, intending to make some elf friends, so having common topics of conversation would be essential.
Friends are friends, and it's fine if the elf friend doesn't work for Sandy.
Have an open mind and a clear conscience!
When they encountered an unfamiliar elven language, Cook became their temporary teacher.
The spiritual power of a high-level magic swordsman is so profound that once it's mentioned, it leaves a deep impression. If you make a point of memorizing it, repeating it twice is enough to ensure that it becomes a permanent memory.
With his current abilities, if he went back to those days... he would definitely be a top student.
Before he knew it, it was time for school to end again, and Ron put down his book.
"Let's go out and play with the elves?"
At the end of the school day at the Elf Academy, there were quite a few elves around. It was because of Fanny's teaching some time ago that they all wanted to see her again or talk to her!
The celebrity effect is everywhere, especially among the elf students who stay at home in the World Tree Barrier.
...
...
In just two days, Ron had already made quite a few friends and naturally began to extend invitations.
"If I have the chance to go out, I can visit Sandy Territory. Someone will be there to entertain my elf friend."
"As long as you are a member of the Elf race, and you mention my name, Ron Lance, then you are a member of the Elf race!"
Many of the students who preferred staying at home readily agreed on the spot, and on this day, two students from the Elf Academy returned to the tree gate.
Princess Hira, an elf, and Lady Tebesa, a noblewoman from the human race.
Their return meant that Vivian, who was on the third floor of the Elf Temple, was at a critical juncture.
I'm about to see my maid, and I'm quite looking forward to it.
Ron and his group were on the roof of a tree not far from the tree gate. As soon as the two acquaintances returned, Ron's mental power detected them.
It was afternoon, and the sunlight was gentle. Ron became one of the people sitting atop the treehouse discussing magic.
I'll ignore them for now; they're not my maids anyway.
However, Ron's indifference was not a big deal, but the two women were quite different.
The two humans atop the treehouse were so conspicuous that they were bound to attract attention.
What do you mean two humans? One of them, Fanny, is clearly a succubus.
After the two little horns on her head disappeared, Fanny really had a mature and sophisticated look, resembling a human, and even bearing a striking resemblance!
Using the vines for support, he leaped up.
Two women gracefully arrived.
Ron turned around politely and said casually, "You're here. Have a seat!"
When Tabitha saw Ron again, she had a lot to say, but she still sat down politely.
The atmosphere should be right for sitting atop the treehouse and discussing magic.
It stemmed from the refinement of a nobleman's son.
But the fairy princess is different; her customs are different.
The elves cherish freedom, and Princess Hera is the freest princess.
Upon approaching Ron, Sheila's first words were: "Remember our Bjorn? Come down!"
have no choice!
A promise made must be kept.
Ron stood up and greeted his fellow elves briefly.
Ron would naturally offer a slight bow to noble youths of his own generation, but this was sufficient with his elven friends.
The element of wind is with you, and a gentle breeze comes.
Using his wind-based movement technique, Ron lightly stepped down and, in a few leaps, landed below.
Almost simultaneously, Princess Heila also descended.
Ron asked, "How is Vivian?"
“She’s fine!” Princess Heila replied honestly.
"Alright, how would you like to compete? Here, shall we?"
"etc!"
Sheila was aware of the risk of accidental injury, so before the fight began, she asked her seniors to come over.
Ron observed that these individuals were among the few capable of short-duration flight!
Master level!
Even elven masters can still cultivate in seclusion at the academy; that's quite different, isn't it?
However, recalling the information I had seen that day, a human mage at the Master level was simply called a formal mage by the elves...
The elves have a strong foundation! Even masters can still teach them step by step. On the other hand, the human race has far too many people. I guess each has its advantages!
Several senior students set up a protective magic circle nearby, with them controlling the core of the circle.
Everything is foolproof.
Ron remained calm and composed: "Let's begin!"
He slowly gripped the one-handed sword, drew it, and with his other hand, he chose a minor spell to see how his opponent would respond.
Princess Sheila didn't draw her bow first, but instead used the Swamp spell. Therefore, Ron chose the Earth Wall spell.
The giant tree was covered in mud, which was suspected of damaging public property. The academy elders would surely scold him, but Ron frowned slightly as he charged forward.
The tree trunk served as the ground surface, and the damaged areas have been quickly repaired.
It truly is the ancestral tree of the world; it is indeed incredibly miraculous.
He used the half-section of the earthen wall to his advantage, successfully gaining leverage before it collapsed.
But Princess Hera still did not draw her bow.
Incantation, mental guidance, void magic circle.
The little sprites have been summoned.
"Xiaoyun, help me defeat that human brat."
"Whoosh!"
Ron smiled slightly. He had met the elf princess and her companion that day, so he naturally had a backup plan. His earth magic had already been gathered.
The little sprite conjured a ball of fire, which exploded when it got close.
Ron uses his earth-based combat skills to protect himself, ignoring the opponent's rapidly unleashed fire attacks.
Let's go again.
A magic sword flashes forward!
Water element ascends to the sword's blade, while fire remains untouched, as if fire magic were useless.
In a short time, Princess Heila had already disappeared from the spot.
Ron sensed that Princess Sheila's figure could still be seen there, but he knew that this was definitely a mental deception!
It is a spiritual elemental entity that resembles a humanoid form, but its true form is uncertain.
Sure enough, once the naked eye's vision returned, the firelight no longer posed a significant obstacle, and the area ahead disappeared from sight.
Princess Heila has a great idea!
So, where is she?
above!
Princess Hera draws her bow atop the vines.
Magic Archer Support Magic!
Magic Eye!
An elemental force entered Princess Hera's eyes.
Dispel illusions!
The second minor magic is pure mental magic!
Ron's possible evasions were all within Sheila's sight.
The magic that enhances the soul is a form of powerful suggestion. Calm down, think about it, and calm down again!
put.
When releasing the elven arrows, it is inevitable to release the vines; the three arrows fall from the air in a very short time, extremely fast.
Because it's downward, this adds a small amount of potential energy.
The arrow pierced the air.
Wind element!
Ron took it seriously, and it must be said that Sheila was also a genius among her peers.
She already had experience fighting enemies, but she insisted on competing against herself.
The elf has a serious side, so it's not good to pretend to lose to her, otherwise it will only make people dislike her!
The future Elf Queen!
Ron's gaze remained cold, and his pace was unhurried, as if he were strolling leisurely.
Just defeat her fair and square!
In the world of spiritual perception, the three arrows are like three white lines.
Ron walked slowly.
First arrow, sidestep.
puff!
The arrow pierced the ground.
The second arrow.
He blocked it with his sword.
The third arrow, blocked again.
Let's walk a little further.
Sure enough, Ron struck backwards again.
This attack came from Sheila's elf companion, Xiaoyun.
The fireball dispersed once again.
Little Cloud Sprite and Hera in the sky prepare for the final blow.
A whirlwind shot, a small cloud of flames, wind and fire combined, as if Ron had struck.
Princess Heila relaxed a little, and the audience even closed their eyes in sympathy.
"How could the princess be so cruel!"
"A combined magic attack with the sprites from two different locations..."
"The magic power is close to level five!"
"Wow, so fast! Is this magic with the help of fairies?"
"..."
Fanny was equally worried. For a moment, her gaze towards Princess Sheila turned hostile, but she immediately sensed the connection of the master-servant contract.
It hasn't become weaker, and its owner isn't injured!
So…
The flames gradually dimmed, revealing a human-shaped clod of earth in the original spot.
It wasn't some cunning adventurer's mental manipulation, but a humanoid... clod of earth!
You can do it like that!
The people at the scene were stunned for a moment?
Such a short time, such precise application of earth magic, and even shaping!
But where is Ron? How did he leave? Didn't Three Arrows keep Ron there even for a moment?
Looking again at Ron, Ron had already flown into the sky.
A high-level magic swordsman can leap as fast as the wind.
He mainly thought Princess Heila was too dull; didn't she know to attach another vine?
Falling from such a height...
"ah!"
"..."
"..."
Catch it.
wind……
The two descended slowly.
I had no choice but to give her a princess carry for the time being.
The one he was holding really was a princess.
Why doesn't Ron have a hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress system scene? This otherworld is trash...
However, upon closer inspection of Princess Sheila's appearance, one can indeed say that she is exquisite!
Long, elven ears, skin as white as snow, and features as beautiful as a painting... Moreover, the elven princess's current expression conveyed a sense of bewilderment and panic.
Faced with all this, Ron tried his best to keep a poker face!
On the surface, he only said, "I apologize, I didn't mean anything by it."
"Then why don't you let go?"
Oh, so we've reached the ground?
Yes, it was when I imagined myself without a system... and suddenly I was on the ground?
"Oh, I'll let it go."
puff!
It almost really fell.
Ron then took Princess Sheila's hand.
The fall to the ground turned into a half-standing bow with arms linked.
Both of them are quite good-looking, so it could be a story worth talking about! Probably!
"open!"
Ron released her hand.
Poker face, poker face, please leave, please leave!!!
If you glance at her casually, you'll see that the woman blushes for a moment.
Fortunately, they were all cultivators, and their facial expressions quickly returned to normal.
"Ron, you won!"
Princess Hira wanted to leave, but after considering something, she still wanted to ask... but she left anyway.
Back at her own fairy princess's residence, she buried her head in her pillow.
After a while, in a secluded place, he tossed and turned, his face already as red as an apple.
"How did that guy do it?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com