I Keep Witches While Others Keep Dragons

A month was neither long nor short.

Very soon, tomorrow will be winter vacation.

Walking out of the meditation room, Andrew stretched himself and felt happy.

Since he got the firestone and various rewards, Andrew's fire attribute talent had reached 13.9, which was almost the same as his ice attribute talent, 14.3.

After gaining a balance in physique, magic power's growth speed had also undergone a qualitative leap.

During this month, Andrew had 13 times of meditation. In a twinkling of an eye, his magic power had risen from 530 to 622.

This speed of improvement was incredible.

Nearly 100 magic power.

If it were any other student, it would be a feat that could not be completed in the whole school year.

The standard of a grand mage was that magic power had reached over 650.

Andrew's magic power was only 28 away from a grand mage.

As for the rest of the time, Andrew spent most of his time studying new magic.

After all, although fire attribute talent had been improved, the magic he got from the system was definitely not enough.

The number of kinds of magic meant how many kinds of battlefields a mage could adapt to.

In the world of mages, this kind of thing couldn't work. Andrew had suffered a lot.

Of course, Andrew had also made six or seven pieces of level-five commission during this period, exchanging for some mineral resources and regular medicine.

"Wow, Andrew, you've completed the task again? So fast!"

In the trial center, the beautiful receptionist wore a low-cut dress and deliberately bent a little more when she faced Andrew to show off her full breasts.

After all, although Andrew was young, he was a well-known strong man.

Women were born to like strong people.

She wanted to get his favor even if she was just his mistress.

No, even if she could only ask Andrew to fuck her once, she would be able to brag to her bestie for the rest of her life.

Of course, it was impossible for Andrew to be interested in this kind of woman.

"Yes, I have been taking care of myself recently, so I chose some simple commission, mainly to change to points for daily use."

Hearing this, the people around looked curiously at the commission handed in by Andrew.

All of a sudden, the students around turned out to be miserable.

Level-five urgent Commission.

'It's no different from the difficulty of level-six commission. Normally, it would take a team of grade three to complete it. How could it be so easy for you?'

'It's a task that we can't even fight with our lives, and you tell me it's easy?'

How annoying.

The students around him shook their heads and sighed. In an instant, they felt that the commission they had carefully selected was not good.

After checking out the points, Andrew took a look at them.

After spending a month, Andrew still had 7,500 points left.

It should be enough before transferring to another school.

"But Andrew is really casual." The receptionist transferred Andrew to points and said, "You are much calmer than the monster Nason."

"Nason? Have you met him recently?" Andrew asked curiously.

He hadn't seen Nason for a month and a half. Andrew was wondering where he had been.

The receptionist said, "He disappeared for a while, but reappeared half a month ago."

"It's just that you come here occasionally to do the commission and miss each time with him."

"Really?" Andrew felt a little pity and didn't worry about him anymore.

It seemed that Nason was doing some commission recently.

But this time, in the past half a month, he had only been to the trial center three times, and every time he came, he would leave. It was normal that he didn't meet Nason.

But why didn't Nason come to talk to me?

"How is he recently?" Andrew asked curiously.

The receptionist sighed, "He is so powerful. In the past half a month, he has done eight pieces of level-six tasks and three pieces of level-seven commission."

"The day before yesterday, he tried to get a piece of the level-eight commission but failed. Fortunately, he was fine and returned."

Level-eight commission?

Was he so short of points?

Andrew couldn't figure it out.

He hadn't shown up since the four schools' competition.

Besides, he didn't seem to lack points. Why did he have to do so much commission?

However, when Andrew couldn't figure it out.

When he went out, he ran into someone.

Andrew still wanted to apologize. How could he make such a stupid mistake? He went out without looking at the road and ran into someone.

But when he looked up, Andrew was stunned.

It was Nason!

"Andrew" Nason was taken aback.

Andrew was stunned for a while and asked, "Nason, where have you been these days? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Nason pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind. He raised his head and said, "I won't mention it for the time being."

"Andrew, are you free now? Fight with me!"

"What?" Andrew was confused.

Ten minutes later.

In the double training room.

'What am I doing?'

Andrew scratched his head, not knowing how to deal with Nason.

Nason's eyes were bright and he was eager to have a try.

Andrew had no friends in his life. He had tried his best to make friends in recent months, but now he had to fight with his friends.

Although it was Nason who mention it.

'But how can I do that?'

'I'm so stupid. Why did I promise him just now?'

"Are you ready, Andrew?" Nason took out the elf bow, shook the bowstring, and aimed at him.

"Wait, Nason."

"What's wrong?"

"Are we... Really going to fight?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I want to test my practice result at this moment."

"Then you can use other ways. Is it necessary to fight with me?"

Nason shook his head and said, "It's necessary. The other tests can't give me the answer at all. Only you can do it."

He was determined.

On the way here, Andrew asked him why he hadn't shown up recently.

But Nason was not good at chatting. Andrew asked him and he only told Andrew that he was in seclusion at practice and had just finished his seclusion half a month ago.

"Andrew, I want to beat you. I want to be stronger than you. I don't want to be a loser, so... Please..."

Nason's eyes were determined, with a blazing fighting spirit in them.

'It doesn't matter if you want to defeat me or surpass me. It's a good thing that the mage wants to be best, and it's common for friends to compete with each other.'

But the words 'I don't want to be a loser' confused Andrew.

If you are not as good as me, you are a loser.

'Do you mean I'm a loser?'

Of course, Andrew believed that Nason wouldn't have such dirty thoughts.

But now that he said so, he must have met a knot in his heart?

But Andrew could tell that he would be sad for a long time if he didn't fight with him today.

Thinking of this, Andrew took a deep breath.

"Well, since you have said so..."

He calmed down and made a gesture.

Andrew's eyes suddenly became serious. "Let's make a deal first. I won't hold back. It will hurt."

Seeing this, Nason pulled back the bowstring.

His cold face, which had remained unchanged for a long time, was also itching to have a try.

"This is my line."