The Witcher: Elemental Lords

The old students looked like they knew everything, while the new students deeply understood.

One of the nobles said, "After listening to Instructor Dorre's lectures, and then thinking about the lectures from the previous instructors, they were simply trash. It's a pity that the instructor doesn't like it... otherwise, I could have introduced a few friends."

Hearing this, someone disagreed.

"Don't introduce just anyone. It's already very good that Instructor Dorre let you in. If your mental control and precision don't improve, your noble status is useless. Instructor Dorre doesn't care whether you're a noble or not."

The speaker was Raman, a Level 3 pharmacist.

Raman was a commoner, and his status was originally inferior to that of the nobles, but after being influenced by Dorre, he had more confidence than the nobles. A Level 3 pharmacist's status was comparable to a Baron, or even higher.

The classroom instantly erupted. Some agreed, and some were embarrassed.

Morris glanced at Raman and smiled awkwardly, "I believe that as long as they are under the guidance of Instructor Dorre, no matter what they were like before, they will definitely change in the future. I still say the same thing: you can only make money with me when you have the ability. Don't worry about status; whether you get in or out is up to Instructor Dorre."

He made his words clear to prevent Instructor Dorre from getting angry and kicking him out.

Sano also chimed in, "Exactly. Instructor Dorre won't give face to anyone; he only looks at ability. I hope you improve your abilities as much as possible, instead of bullying others based on your status. Only by advancing to Level 3 will you have the right to be arrogant."

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Dorre didn't know that the classroom was already in an uproar. He had just returned to the Lamb Magic Tower when Guthus came in from outside, muttering, "Dorre, the teacher wants you to go over!"

"Did you eat a Fireball spell? Why are you so loud?" Dorre said, patting Guthus's shoulder in annoyance.

Guthus, full of resentment, touched his sore shoulder, "Isn't it all your fault? You advanced to Level 2 so quickly! The teacher is now severely dissatisfied with me."

Dorre was speechless. "Then work harder. Did you feed all those potions to the dogs?"

Guthus's resentment instantly turned into embarrassment. "Alas, maybe I just don't have the talent. Okay, hurry up and go. Nicholas and Williams, the deans, are also attending the meeting. It is said that Dean Alleng will also participate with a magical clone."

Guthus's expression turned to envy.

Dorre was stunned. Alleng, the Level 5 wizard, had finally come out.

He nodded and said, "I'll find you some potions to purify your magic power later. I'll go now."

Guthus was immediately delighted. "Take your time."

Going downstairs, Dorre went straight to the Alleng Magic Tower. Today's meeting was there.

The Alleng Magic Tower was usually not open to the public. This magic tower, which was fully fifteen stories high, was usually empty. It was only open when Dean Alleng was awake. Now that it was open, it proved that the old man had woken up.

Arriving at the gate, the magic array scanned him and quickly let him through. Dorre was directly sucked in by a force, and then his whole body floated forward.

The power surrounded him, and Dorre couldn't break free at all. He was momentarily shocked.

Passing through the first floor and directly to the second floor, his figure stopped at the door of a room.

The power released him, and Dorre regained his freedom.

He looked around and realized the power of the Alleng Magic Tower. He couldn't resist it at all.

He took a breath and gently pushed open the door. At this time, in the large room, a long, rectangular round table was laid out. Almost all of Alleng's high-level leaders were present, including those Dorre had met and those he hadn't, including the heads of the warrior side and the administrative side.

He only glanced at it and knew where his seat was, and walked straight over.

At this time, there was no one at the head of the round table, and even the first few seats were empty, but the people behind were full.

As Dorre walked, he scanned everyone. This time, he had met all the high-level people.

He slowly sat down, and everyone's eyes left him.

Lamb nodded to him.

Dorre didn't know why he was asked to participate. This meeting was inexplicable.

Just then, a burst of energy波动 suddenly appeared in the first few seats of the meeting round table, and various colors of light flashed. Soon, five people appeared.

At the end of the round table, in the uppermost position, was an old man with a full head of black hair. His forehead was broad, and his eyes were deep. He swept over everyone and glanced at Dorre, who was sitting at the bottom.

The other people also looked over at this time.

When the old man fully appeared, everyone stood up and respectfully saluted the old man.

"Dean Alleng."

Alleng stood up at this time, pressed down with both hands, and a heavy, thick, slightly old voice sounded, "Everyone, be excused." He turned his gaze to Dorre, and his expression became gentle and kind. "I see a new face. Lamb, won't you introduce him?"

The others slowly sat down.

Lamb stretched out his hand and gestured, "Dean, esteemed guests, this is Dorre. He is a pharmacist I met on the way to the Northern Kingdom. Along the way, I was deeply impressed by Wizard Dorre's pharmaceutical knowledge. I specially invited him to be the senior lecturer of our academy's pharmaceutical course. In the past year, under the careful guidance of Instructor Dorre, a total of seven Level 3 pharmacists have emerged from our academy."

Hearing this number, those who knew were silent, and those who didn't know opened their mouths into an O shape.

Lamb already had a smile on his face, "Instructor Dorre has advanced to Level 4 with his own efforts. Perhaps in the future, our academy will have a special senior lecturer."

Alleng and the four illusory figures were now all looking at Dorre, especially Alleng, who looked Dorre up and down.

Dorre bowed slightly at this time, "Greetings, Dean and esteemed guests."

Alleng sighed and said, "Not bad, not bad. I welcome you on behalf of the Alleng Academy."

Lamb said loudly at this time, "Dean Alleng, the purpose of alarming you and the four esteemed guests has already been reported to you. Our Alleng Academy is now contracted to produce the antidote. The allocation of resources and the resources obtained still need the Dean to mediate."

Speaking of this, Williams, Nicholas, and others quickly nodded.

Nicole said at this time, "Yes, Dean. This is a big business. We need to use some pawns and hidden pieces, which requires your approval and the approval of the four esteemed guests."

Alleng glanced at both sides, and the four exchanged glances, quickly making a decision.

The following agenda had nothing to do with Dorre. There were many things he didn't know, such as the Alleng Academy's external relationships and some underground chambers of commerce. He was completely confused.

However, he quickly realized that Alleng himself had a special status. He was the strongest person in the academy and also the founder. His status was very high. If he couldn't decide anything, he would immediately make a decision himself.

Dorre also knew the four figures. They were all Level 4 wizards in the academy who were in seclusion, second only to Alleng. Dorre also knew their identities.