The Dean Has Arrived Chapter 525: Grassland fierce battle (1)

"Jean, why does the centaur in the tribe seem to be so much less today?" Silvi, who had nothing to do, took out a treasure-level wand from the storage box for maintenance, and gave the centaur who was still practicing spellcasting. The boy asked.

In the past, the Ironshoe tribe was not bustling, but it was quite lively, but today it is extraordinarily quiet. After a little bit of perception, Xiwei found that most of the stables in the tribe were empty.

"I don't know. But if my father didn't tell me, it's probably not a big deal. Maybe it was a group hunting or something."

Wiping off his sweat, the centaur carefully manipulated a ball of flame on his finger, according to what Xiwei taught, twisting it into an s shape for a while, and then into a b shape for a while.

Even though the teaching of Kimiao-enhancing style has allowed the centaur to gain magic power in just a few days, the effort he has to put in the control and spellcasting phase is more important than those who learn slowly and practice magic power. Much more.

Fortunately, Xiwei is not the kind of irresponsible teacher. Now the training that Gene is carrying out is equivalent to making up for it, and it can help him master the control of magic power as soon as possible.

"Collective hunting?"

Siwei took a nectar wine that might be drunk and flew to the side the grass fairy bullet that flew to his nose-spring is approaching, and these looks similar to grass elves can be seen everywhere on the grassland. , But a little thing more common than drafting elves--muttered a little questioningly.

Centaur is an omnivorous creature, but they prefer a vegetarian diet to meat, and these days of life also let Xiwei understand that this group of half-human and half-horse creatures is a staple food called Moro Luo. Plant roots similar to potatoes are produced throughout the year and can be seen everywhere, so Centaur does not worry about rations at all.

By the way, that thing tastes a bit like potatoes mixed with dirt, which is not good for Siwei at all.

"I remember you still have a lot of smoked meat in stock?" Xiwei asked again: "Since the reserves are sufficient, is it necessary to carry out such large-scale hunting?"

Although the hardness and taste of that kind of bacon can be considered anti-human...

"Well," Genn stopped practicing, with a confused expression on his face: "Teacher, you said that, it's really strange... Is it to keep the combat feel? That's why it is specially organized. What about this kind of activity? After all, before the deadline agreed with you. Our family will always be idle in the tribe."

"Compared to this, Gene, I have another question I want to ask you."

Xiwei threw the wand in his hand that would make 30% of the magicians in the eastern plains crazy about it back to the storage box, and looked at the ignorant centaur boy: "Your father is that kind of In order to hold the event, is it a fool who just drew away the defense forces of the house casually?"

"How could my father make such a mistake...wait. Teacher, do you mean that we don't even have guards in our tribe now?" After regaining his senses, I realized the meaning of Genn's face in Xiwei's words. The expression on the face turned into shock.

Blessed myself with a floating technique. Xiwei slowly floated to the sky and looked around with a wide field of vision, but no young and middle-aged members of the Ironshoe tribe were found around.

But Xiwei is also experienced in anyway. The experienced great magician easily found some clues.

"The grass in the northeast is showing signs of lodging. Judging from the extent of that lodging, many people should have passed over there in the recent period of time."

"Northeast? Isn't there a gathering place for goblins!"

Genn's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes." The expression on Siwei's face also cooled down: "I'm afraid your father can't wait to see the results of your training. He will directly take your people to go to the Goblin to die."

The centaur boy was stunned for a while, then his eyes revealed a firm look.

"Sorry, teacher." He bends his front legs slightly and bows to Xiwei.

"Explain in advance, don't want me to help your people. Since they put my advice and promises aside, they should be prepared for a fiasco."

Feeling the magic coordinates on the Goblin King, Xiwei said with a cold face after finding that there was no change in the same place.

The horror of the Goblin Sea can't be captured even by Xiwei, let alone the centaur.

Unless the Ironhoof tribe has a way to gather all centaur, steppe elven tribe, and creatures with similar fighting power in the entire New Green Grassland, it will be able to fight the Goblin Sea.

"Of course I know what you mean, teacher, and I don't want you to help my compatriots." The centaur was not surprised by Xiwei’s indifferent words. Follow Xiwei to learn this passage Over time, Jean, who was originally a fanatical blood, has also had a lot of fresh experiences. Although his general personality has not changed, he has been calmer than before, so now he also knows very clearly that this time it is indeed their Centaur. Lost: "I just hope that you can allow me to go to the battlefield to help my father as a child."

It is different from the looser teacher-student relationship in the Magic Academy. Generally speaking, it is often the teacher-student concept of the centaur who teaches one-on-one, which is more similar to the traveling mage's "one day as a teacher and a lifetime as a father" a feeling of.

So even if he wanted to go to the battlefield immediately, Gene still held back his anxiety first, and asked for what Xiwei meant.

"This is your own will, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Understood, teacher, goodbye."

Even if I know that going to the battlefield this time is more or less auspicious, but for the sake of my father, I still go to ~IndoMTL.com~ I have to say that Jean is indeed a good boy.

How about going to protect him secretly to prevent the death of this rare filial student? Xiwei thought in his heart.

But soon he denied this idea.

Regardless of whether Genn, who has been under his own wings and has not experienced setbacks, can grow up well, just arriving on the battlefield and seeing the tragic appearance of the centaurs, Xiwei is not sure that he will not help. ——Nyma is like this, isn't what I said just now is equivalent to slapping myself in the face.

"Wait a minute." Finally, Xiwei sighed long: "I will never do it myself."

He first set a big premise, and then went on to say: "But I will set up a magical position in the Mushan pasture—the pasture we went to practice two days ago—and activate it with your fire. Position, if you can do it, lead the enemy there, and it just happens to allow your people to see the results of your hard work. If there is no problem, take your magic device."

"Thank you. Teacher!" Gene looked surprised: "My Gene Ironshoe will never lose your reputation!" (To be continued...)