The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 116: Mysterious old man (3)

The administrator didn't look up and hummed.

"It doesn't make sense? It is the people on this continent who are too narrow to consider the Warlock as a flood beast that can't be avoided. Their rice buckets don't understand the power of the Warlock at all." The old man's tone was full of right Longing for the Warlock.

"That's just your understanding. Now that the warlocks are dying as early as already, there are no more people who can learn warlocks on the entire bright continent." Ouyang Huanyu couldn't help feeling a little regret.

"Why? Do you want to tear down the Warlock Branch? Don't think I don't know, already is overcrowded over the Wizard Branch, you want to tear down the Warlock Branch to the students there?" The old man looked up, smart His eyes were full of anger.

The way of the warlock is to die in the hands of these ignorant people.

Ouyang Huanyu smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I remember what I promised you, as long as you are still at Saint Laurent College, the Warlock Branch will never be erased from Saint Laurent College."

Hearing Ouyang Huanyu's assurance, the old man then bowed his head and continued his busy work.

If someone hears the conversation between the two, they're afraid they'll fall off their chins.

The world-famous Ouyang Huanyu is so kind to this ordinary old man who can't be ordinary, it's hard to believe.

Even if you see the emperor of Longxuan Empire, I'm afraid Ouyang Huanyu will not speak so well.

"If nothing is wrong, you can go. People other than warlocks, especially magicians are not welcome here." The old man issued a guest order politely.

Ouyang Huanyu touched the gray of her nose, and she was not angry at the way someone gave her face, but she just walked away: "The already side of the pharmacist branch has some clues, I believe give them some time, Will make things successful.

After speaking, Ouyang Huanyu left this silent warlock tower.

What about it? The old man looked up at the books throughout the room, his eyes were bleak. What was once the strongest occupation in the bright continent is now in such a field. He knows better than anyone how rich the skill book is in the entire Warlock Tower. As long as he is given a person who is willing to take the path of Warlock, he is absolutely confident to train that person to existence that crushes all the elites of Saint Laurent College.

But ...

Anyone in this world wants to be a warlock?

The old man frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of something. He walked quickly to the second floor of the Warlock's Tower to check the stack of books he had placed in the bookcase.

All the books are basically lying quietly, except for a humble note.

"That little ghost, really took it away?" The old man was slightly surprised, but his chaotic eyes showed fanatical joy the next second.

If he did n’t remember every book in the Warlock ’s Tower clearly, he would n’t find that there were problems with the placement of two books ten days ago. Since ten days ago, he knew that the warlock The tower welcomed the first student in many years. Those books that were carefully visited and returned to their original places would not have been noticed if they were not touched.

He also observed for many days before he determined his thoughts.

Since then, he started to pay attention to the skill book that the little guy read every time. He probably learned that the uninvited little guy was a newborn who had just set foot on the road to warlocks.