madnovel Chapter 92 News of the Witch
Chapter 92 News of the Witch
Chapter 92 News of the Witch
In the room at this moment.
Anna and Leonse sat on the sofa.
Dean Gareth Weber sat behind his desk.
He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties, wearing a loose white magic robe and small round glasses. He had a very kind appearance.
"A witch?" Gareth asked uncertainly.
"Are you looking for information about witches here?"
"That's right. You humans should have records about witches, right? I remember witches appearing in human society several times." Anna answered the headmaster's question seriously with a serious expression.
Gareth shook his head slightly: "I'm sorry, I don't know anything about witches. But there should be records about witches in the library; you can try looking there."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Leonce.
"Ahem, Leonce, could you please take this guest to the library later? I'll write you a permit that she can borrow any books except magic books."
"Yes, Dean Gareth."
Leonce nodded slightly.
Anna wasn't prepared to find the witch so quickly, so the headmaster's answer was exactly what she expected.
She stood up and nodded slightly to the dean.
"Excuse me, Dean Gareth."
After Leons took Anna out with her permission, Gareth sighed.
"Witches are really hard to find these days."
"The most recent recorded instance seems to be the Wind Demoness from three hundred years ago."
At that time, the king of Lute wanted to use the witch's power for his own purposes and planned to take the witch back to his palace and have her bear him children.
However----
As a result, the enraged witch unleashed her power, and the resulting hurricane swept the entire kingdom into its clutches.
In just one day, the entire kingdom was torn apart by the storm.
Even now, three hundred years have passed.
At the site of the former palace of the Kingdom of Lute, fierce winds still howl day and night.
That was the last witch whose power was recorded in history.
"However, the elves actually came out to search for the witch."
Gareth couldn't quite understand this matter.
Of course, to him, elves and witches were all other races.
Although witches look very much like humans, their inner selves are completely different.
Gareth prefers to call witches weirdos.
Besides possessing powerful magic by nature, witches are also extremely long-lived.
Normal humans can't live that long like them.
Rumor has it that witches still exist today, seemingly living from the age of mythology.
Gareth remained skeptical of these legendary tales.
After all, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
Just like the elves have similar legends.
However, Gareth had traveled to the elven territory when he was young.
I even caught a glimpse of the Elf Queen from afar during an Elf festival.
He also discussed it with some elf scholars.
Some of the elven scholars were over a thousand years old.
However, the elves who have lived since the age of mythology have only heard of its shadows and have never actually seen its true form.
Even elven scholars who have lived for thousands of years have never seen any of their own race's legendary figures.
Gareth, being an outsider, could only treat it as a story.
As for why these stories have been passed down, it's probably to emphasize the power of their tribe.
After all, many epic stories have been passed down in human history.
It's similar to someone defeating a dragon, making it submit, and becoming a dragon knight.
Or perhaps they surpassed a legendary dwarven master in a certain forging technique, earning the respect of the entire dwarf race.
There are many stories like this.
As for its authenticity, that depends on how the listener interprets it.
"Are those two ancient fellows about to meet? Haha, I wonder if they'll tell some ancient jokes when they do." Gareth pushed up his glasses and chuckled softly.
The longer a race lives, the more stubborn and inflexible it tends to be.
People often say that dwarfs have tempers as hard as the iron they forge.
But in reality, elves are more rigid in their personality.
At least the elves Gareth encountered, no matter which one, always held their heads high as if someone owed them gold coins, as if they never looked down at the ground.
I wonder if my neck will get sore after a while.
Gareth shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it.
He's been very busy lately because an exchange meeting between three magic academies is going to be held in the City of Apprentices.
There are many things that need to be scheduled.
"Let's double-check everything one last time, so we don't mess things up right before we start."
Gareth looked down at the various reports on his desk.
He reached out and tidied himself up first, then lowered his head to read.
Leonce and Anna walked out of the Dean's office.
I saw Dorothy and Elor standing back to back in the corridor.
Leonce waved and greeted them.
Hi, sorry to keep you waiting.
After greeting them, she looked at the two people in front of her.
Dorothy responded with a smile.
Elor, on the other hand, had her head down and was drawing circles on the ground with her feet, seemingly lost in thought.
"Erol?"
Leonce stepped forward and greeted her again.
She lowered her head slightly to look at Elor's expression.
At this moment, Elor's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her expression conflicted, as if she was thinking about something.
It wasn't until Lyons waved her hand in front of Elor that Elor came to her senses.
She opened her eyes slightly and raised her head.
"Lily, you're out."
Leon nodded slightly: "I've already spoken to the headmaster, and he asked me to take Anna to the library."
As she spoke, Leonce looked at Anna standing beside her.
Anna maintained a cold expression, as if everyone owed her money.
"Knowledge is an important part of the inheritance of civilization, and you humans have done a good job in this regard," Anna praised in a senior's tone.
Although her tone was meant to be complimentary, no one felt comfortable listening to it.
However, the three people present were already quite familiar with Anna's personality.
Elor and Lyons have learned to ignore Anna's words.
Dorothy, on the other hand, felt that adding a touch of arrogance to that tone would make it even cuter.
Anna, in particular, has a slight nasal tone when she speaks.
Every time she spoke, Dorothy felt a shiver run down her spine.
The tone of voice needs some work.
The arrogant part doesn't feel like it's been shown enough.
Just think, a haughty dark elf loli, all these elements combined, it's really quite exciting!
Anna couldn't even imagine how miserable she looked in the mind of this short human.
Anna subconsciously felt a chill run through her body. She hugged herself tightly to her arms and frowned slightly.
"Hmph, alright, now hurry up and take me to the library. I don't want to waste any more time here." Anna just wanted a change of scenery as soon as possible, so she urged the three people in front of her.
At that moment, Dorothy walked up to Anna.
"What?" Anna frowned slightly.
Dorothy raised her hand and, to the astonishment of Elur and Lyons, touched Anna's head.
"Alright, I'll take you there now, but don't rush me. After all, there are many books in the library, and even if you're in a hurry, you won't be able to finish reading them in a short time."
Dorothy squinted, a smile playing on her lips, and at that moment, she seemed to radiate a strange, gentle glow.
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