Netheril Glory Chapter 77: Disappointment of Punk

　　The night fell on this land again. Unlike the little hustle and bustle of the small town of Nealand, the entire Baita neighborhood was completely dead. Due to the leakage of the abyss, a large area of ​​land was polluted into a weird The black and red, whether it is worms or fine grass, have all become twisted remains.

　　Under the increasing wind, the remaining remains will also be turned into fine pieces of flying debris and completely disappear into the night!

　　The sky in Niellan Town is very gloomy. The screaming wind, the depressing air, and the humid humidity all indicate that a heavy rain is coming. The busy day's townsmen can’t afford to relax their sore shoulders, all Everyone quickly packs up the things outside. Long-term experience tells people that this heavy rain is bound to be not small. Those rags that are crumbling in the light rain can't continue to protect their belongings!

　　 In Baita, Punk, which is studying a formal-grade alchemy potions, received a notice from the warning array arranged outside Baita, and his booked apprentice assistant has arrived.

　　The arrival of the apprentice assistant is as early as Punk expected. After all, an apprentice-level mage has no concealment in front of the official-level prediction magic.

　　 The Punk who is studying the bottleneck state is a little unhappy about the interruption of the visitor. The prediction magic clearly shows that this little master has arrived in the town very early. He came here so late, and I really don’t know what to do!

　　Full dedication to a formal potions research job Punk is not in a mood to explore the little girl’s itinerary, he has too much to do, a large number of magic needs to be practiced and studied, and the practice of super magic skills is urgent. I hope this Apprentices can be smart, and that way can save them a lot of time.

　　Put down the tools in his hand, and carefully process half of the materials into different types on a tray that isolates the flow of energy. Punk turned around and opened the door of the white tower.

　　 Bilan stood tremblingly in front of the gate of the White Pagoda. The towering gate was three times taller than Bilan. The white door panel was a piece of regular marble with no cracks on it. The entire White Pagoda It looks like this, just like a square tower carved directly from marble.

　　 But the white marble white pagoda did not give Bilan a sense of whiteness and cleanness. On the contrary, just standing in front of the door, Bilan felt a filthy and evil atmosphere spreading across the entire hill, cooperating with the battle. The howling cold wind, she only feels like countless senluoli ghosts around her body, and this white pagoda is more like a monster to eat, and the dangerous **** atmosphere makes Bilan feel only a kind of turn to escape at this time. Impulse rises from the bottom of my heart.

　　 "Bang"!

　　 The door of the White Tower opened abruptly. The loud sound seemed to knock on the drum of the soul in the night of silence. Bilan shuddered in shock, until he stepped back two steps before slowing down to look inside the door.

The hooded teenager at the door has a face that makes the girl jealous. He is wearing a blue-blue robe, his pale blue hair is covered by the hood, and half of his white hands are not in the robe.

　　 However, in Bilan’s eyes, these were not the features that impressed her the most. Only the pair of cold eyes shone into the bones. The blue eyes made the trembling girl feel cold all over her eyes. Next, Bilan just felt that she had forgotten all the ideas she had thought about along the way.

　　 Now, she can't say a word!

　　Punk looked at the trembling girl standing in front of the door, frowning slightly like a cat facing a hungry wolf. He was very happy that more and more people saw that their first impression was no longer "Wow~" What a beautiful boy paper", but this **** expression makes Punk unhappy again, how can one make himself like a monster crawling out of the abyss! As for being scared like this?

　　 "You are late, come in"!

　　I still miss the experiment in my heart. Punk has no time to ignore Bran, who has been in place for more than ten seconds. In his opinion, the psychological quality of this little girl (obviously other people are bigger than you) is not suitable for your own experiment. Assistant, and it seems that this little girl belongs to the neutral and kind camp, so it may be impossible for him to help himself to dismember the living.

　　 Feeling that the little girl behind him walked into the White Tower fearfully, Punk immediately controlled the door to be closed firmly. He found that what he thought of "can easily recruit apprentices" was too natural, and opened the abyss blatantly and brazenly. Portals are easier for people to misunderstand than they think (misunderstanding?). Where do those wizards who are smarter than one and timid than one choose to risk their lives to become apprentices?

　　 This is actually a reference to the Santalin Society created by the red robe mages of the standard evil camp. You can know if anyone has heard of voluntary recruitment in Santalin. "It’s not about robbing potential apprentices around the world and then forcing them to "enter school" For the risks of Taiwan, find an evil camp mage who you absolutely cannot resist as a mentor.

　　 This is where the reputation is used. It may not bring you strength, it may carry a boring burden, but reputation itself must not be ignored, at least before it has the strength to hang the world. Such!

　　Punk felt that he probably had a deeper understanding of such things as prestige.

　　 But now.........

　　 Punk turned around, looked at Bilan’s eyes indifferently, and began to explain his “life plan” for this elementary student with a completely commanded tone:

　　 "I know your name is Bilan. From today, I allow you to call me a tutor. Your daily task is to clean the Baita, sort out the experimental materials, and clean up..."

　　 paused a little, Punk glanced at the minced meat and offal stacked in the corner.

　　 Bilan also looked away, and at this moment she realized what the dark things piled up in the corner.

　　With Punk's "Reminder~IndoMTL.com~" she soon recognized that those "things" were pieces of broken meat, and Billan finally knew what the strange smell she had been feeling since she entered the White Tower Now... that is clearly **** smell all over the air!

　　 stared at the pile of minced meat that was still creeping. Billan felt only a tumbling in her stomach, and a sharp nausea rushed straight from her abdomen to her throat.

　　 Strongly endured the desire to vomit, the girl who saw this tragic scene for the first time had tears in her eyes, but she still insisted on listening to Punk's next arrangement!

　　 A sudden intuition tells the girl that if she shows any signs of being disobedient now......... she will die! It will die miserably!

　　Punk paused for a short while, he looked at the "fussing" Bilan more and more has the illusion of being cheated, this alchemist can’t even accept this little scene, should he take time to take care of his servant Well, it is this kind of goods that Lu Taran is late for a week. That disappointed him too!

　　If Punk knew that if he had killed the waste in front of him, he who had established himself as an evil mage would not only be wicked with the good and lawful dwarf fighter of Dorothy City, but there would never be a second A mage came to be an apprentice for himself, and he really wanted to kill this seemingly unusable "gadget" as a test article, just because the number of experimental slaves was not enough.........

　　 secretly sighed, Punk comforted himself: "It doesn't matter, arrange a little bit of life to adapt this little girl to adapt in the future, how much can be useful!"

　　 has stabilized because of the irritability caused by the failure of the experiment and the helplessness of the assistant (mainly the former), Punk continues to clearly arrange his own "life plan" for the apprentices against the pale Blan