Bear School Astartes

With two metaphors in a row, Tishaya vividly distinguishes the "Sage" from the average Warlock.

This description may be somewhat exaggerated, but the gap in power and knowledge should truly exist and be significantly large... based on Lann’s understanding of Tishaya’s meticulous nature.

"’Sage’ is actually an abbreviation, its correct full title is ’Elf Sage’."

At this point, Lann also extracted his understanding of this term from Mentos’ memory retrieval, speaking.

He tilted his head: "As far as I know, the only Elf Sage currently known to people in the world is the one reportedly living in Blue Mountain, Ada Emin Aipu Xivini."

Lann emphasized ’now’ because the source of Ciri’s bloodline, Laura Doron, also held the title of Elf Sage.

But the title of Elf Sage was no longer effective after she fell in love with the human Mage, Craignan, both races at the time were hunting down this couple.

"That’s right." Tishaya praised Lann’s broad knowledge and extraordinary memory, "Only elves can be called ’Sage’."

"Or rather, only former elves could possibly cultivate a ’Sage’. This is why there is only the term ’Elf Sage’."

"Even you, or a human Warlock like Henry Gemitis, have such a huge gap compared to an Elf Sage?"

Lann asked with great interest.

"Most elves aren’t older than you."

"But Ada Emin is definitely not among them." Tishaya drank from a large wooden cup again, decisively saying. "I once communicated and worked with Francisca, but Ada Emin still seems to be her elder."

"Of course, Ada Emin doesn’t seem close to anyone, not even her compatriots."

"Neither Gemitis nor I are like the average warlock’s ’campfire’, but in front of an Elf Sage’s ’volcano’, we’re just ’brush fires’."

Tishaya said with great emotion: "The most gifted among humans, the first to touch chaos magic power and subdue them, this batch of people may achieve power equality in front of Ada Emin, but in terms of knowledge and horizon, they can still only be described as immature."

"But now..."

While speaking, Tishaya raised her hand, focusing her gaze.

Lann could tell that she seemed ready to perform a spell.

But that’s impossible!

The young Demon Hunter showed uncertainty in his eyes, he even opened his Spiritual Vision to look at Tishaya’s body, specifically her hand.

Indeed, there’s only a bit of magic power being drawn over from him.

In the environment of the New Continent, no chaos magic power exists, and the magic power Tishaya calms her body with now is drawn from Lann’s body.

How does she still have the ability to cast a spell?

As expected, things went as predicted.

Without the support of magic power, no matter how focused her mind was, Tishaya couldn’t make her hand glow with even a hint of supernatural light.

The Female Warlock calmly lowered her hand, and under Lann’s puzzled eyes, she thoughtfully smiled.

"’Sages are never bound by chaos magic power’... I somewhat understand this statement now."

"I owe you thanks, Lann." The Female Warlock turned her head seriously to the side, "If I hadn’t come here, I might never have realized this."

At this point, regardless of Lann’s inherent insight and wisdom, even purely by speculation, he could roughly understand something.

The so-called "Elf Sage," from the meaning of these words... could it be a Caster who can master various energy systems, or freely switch and control different energies?

If considering the advanced nature of cross-world transmission technology before the decline of the Ain Sidi Race Elves, they indeed might have once roamed worlds with differing energy environments.

And as a result, recognized the differences in each world environment, thereby achieving significant leaps in spellcasting abilities and systems.

Compared to the average human warlock, this indeed counts as the gap between ’campfire and volcano’.

Even a human proto-warlock like Jan Becker likely could only achieve temporary ’equality’ with Elf Sages within the world of the Magic Middle Ages.

But once removed from the chaos magic power environment, Elf Sages relying on their knowledge and experience remain as strong, or even stronger, Casters.

But human warlocks who haven’t even crossed multiple worlds, what basis do they have to adapt to Otherworld’s energy environment?

It’s just a momentary thing.

Lann’s own scattered thoughts were methodically organized by Mentos, forming various speculations and records, archived in the database.

"I’m just a Demon Hunter, honestly don’t understand these things much." Lann said casually, "But still, congratulations, Tishaya. It seems you’ve gained a lot."

Tishaya hardly believed what he said about ’not understanding’. The crystal cultivation project isn’t something that can be advanced just by studying biology.

If there’s no understanding of that magic device, nothing said is effective.

But she was in a great mood now, so she just gave Lann a sideways glance, smiled, stood up, and walked towards the wooden staircase leading away.

After Tishaya left, Lann focused on enjoying the chef’s skillful craftsmanship, along with the New Continent’s excellent ingredients, bursting with life force in the mouth.

Tishaya gained academic and magical insights through this crossing of the Celestial Sphere Convergence Rift, but Lann’s gains were substantial too.

[Enhanced Organ Knowledge: Fog Nest Master Terror Dragon’s Stomach Sac], only a little bit left to fully achieve it.

The understanding of [Alzur’s Double Cross] spell can be completed in the future, but the knowledge of organ enhancement cannot be neglected.

"Sssss~"

The sound of a wooden plate scraping and moving on the stone bar counter was heard.

Lann glanced to the side, saw no one, only saw two furry little paws trying hard to reach up to the bar, pushing Tishaya’s plate aside, and then placing its own plate there.

The plate was a hodgepodge; there was Poisonous Demon Bird meat, but also seafood and dragon meat. It didn’t look like a set meal, more like an employee meal.

"Phew, finally done with work, meow! Time to eat!"

Rong Buqiu jumped onto the stone stool where Tishaya had just sat, clapping its paws happily.

Lann reached out to move the milk cup, which Rong Buqiu had pushed too far while placing its plate, closer to it.

"You seem pretty happy being busy."

"Of course I’m happy working back at Star with Cotton and Miel, meow!"

Rong Buqiu first took off the headscarf from its head and then happily said.

For the Elu Cat, they loved this kind of comfortable busyness.

"How are your teammates doing now?" Lann also remembered the other two Elu Cats in the Rong Buqiu’s Thief Adventurer Group back then.

"They’re all doing great, meow!" Rong Buqiu laughed while eating, "Although not daring to fight much, they all really like their current job, meow!"

"But they have their work, and it’s time for us to work, meow!"

Watching the Three-Floral Kitten suddenly get fired up, jumping on the stone stool with one hand towards the sky, Lann blinked.

"Huh?"

"Eh?" Rong Buqiu looked at Lann, also a bit puzzled. "Didn’t the second group leader tell you about it, meow?"

"The Flame King Dragon is pretty happy in its self-built arena, meow. But since the incident, every day someone has to throw a lot of explosive barrels in there."

"Moreover, since the Flame King Dragon is frequently reported on the Old Continent, the observation and research on it will soon be finished, meow."

"To make that Flame King Dragon stop thinking the arena is a place that constantly supplies gunpowder and to prevent it from causing trouble now and then, the best is to drive it away! This requires a powerful Hunter, meow!"

"No one ever informed me." Lann scratched his head, "Besides, I currently have no equipment."

To broaden the horizons of artisans on the New Continent, Belengar borrowed Lann’s Grandmaster Level Bear School Armor and hasn’t returned it.

It seems that during the cooperative forging process, it has been used as a sample for teaching all this time.

Rong Buqiu, who had just sat down to eat a few bites of the employee meal after being so fired up, immediately turned its furry head to Lann upon hearing this.

"But, boss... didn’t they let you pick up the new equipment tonight, meow?"

"..." Lann pressed his lips, then stuck out his tongue to lick them, "Turns out I’m the last to know about my own equipment?"

"That I’m not sure about, meow." Rong Buqiu quickly waved its hands, wide-eyed, to show its complete innocence.

The news that the new equipment is ready immediately pulled Lann’s mind out of the continuous research state he had been in for the past few days.

He shook his shoulders and neck, and his muscles instantly became active.

Lann also understood why Rong Buqiu had come out of the back kitchen to sit with him today; it turns out the little cat was stepping out of the kitchen, ready to return to adventure and combat.

Both he and Rong Buqiu were warriors, and not a bit dawdling, they finished their dinner in a few bites and headed together to the workshop on the second floor of the Star Base.

At this moment, the remaining red light of dusk was gradually sinking below the horizon near the Star Base, turning the sea a shade of red, while the sky had already darkened.

Only in the workshop, the fiery glow still poured out, along with the noisy sounds of machinery operation and forging.

However, in the originally orderly workshop, where someone should be overseeing each casting process,

the apprentices inside were all clustered together, peering and looking inside.

When the tall Lann stood there, they suddenly realized and became even more bustling, making way for him.

Evil Dragon Smaug, if calculated according to the levels of this world, was at least at the Ancient Dragon Level.

Using the materials from a never-recorded ancient dragon to forge a whole set of armor, with techniques mainly from the "magic" craft of the Otherworld.

These technology enthusiasts couldn’t be blamed for being excited.

The entire Star Base didn’t yet have a set of armor made from ancient dragon materials.

Though Wende had the strength, his energies were previously focused on developing exploration, not on fighting ancient dragons deliberately.

Rong Buqiu followed behind Lann, its mouth open in an awe ’wow’ sound.

Furthermore, on all fours, it eagerly ran forward.