The Dean Has Arrived

Xilu Xinfengkou, commonly known as the wind vent, is located at the top of the Westland Cliff, and it blows horrible storms that can easily sweep away an entire castle all year round.

The strong wind from the inland will be mixed with a large amount of sand and gravel soil, blowing down the cliffs of the Westland, turning into a sandstorm in the Venetian silt basin, engulfing the Misres Mountains and the Lane Prairie, and finally flying to the eastern seashore.

It is precisely for this reason that the area of ​​the eastern seashore has been expanding outward—in fact, according to relatively reliable historical records, when the great migration of humans ended and settled on the eastern plains, modern times established several prosperous capital cities’ seashores. The sandbar does not yet exist...

Regardless of how this peculiar topography is produced, in short, the wind outlet and the desert in the southeast are the few roads that lead to the middle earth in the eastern plain.To go to the birthplace of ancient humans, you must pass through these two places.

Of course, if you are courageous enough and you are not afraid of trouble, you can also go to the ancient forests of the elves or the northern hills of the orcs-although it seems even more unreliable there.

It's just that even the great magician, facing the constant storm, and the sand and gravel in the storm, which has the same power as a shotgun because of the kinetic energy bonus, will feel a headache from the heart.

Although a magician had tried to break through the cliffs of the Westland before, as a result, because of playing off, he created a wind den that is always creating tornadoes on the ground...

After the tornado almost wiped out the surrounding towns, the bear kid magicians had to pay far more labor and funds than digging a hole to refill the hole.

After that, no magician became interested in the troublesome and worthless place of the air outlet.

Free to grind here.It's more interesting to shrink to the mage tower to study new magic or travel around to spread your beliefs...

"So, let me ask again, do you really want to go to the air outlet with me?"

Sitting behind the Swift Falcon, Xiwei yelled at the two girls behind him, trying to keep her voice from being overwhelmed by the howling wind.

"Of course! Because it looks interesting!"

The pure white saint Eleria, who had returned to a normal girl size, lay on the back of the Dreamland Dragon that seemed to be trembling from the sound of the wind, giggling with interest and replied loudly.

He is so energetic that he doesn't look like a saint at all.

"My task is to protect the Saintess...you can understand, Mr. Adric."

Sitting steadily on the saddle of her magical creature Pegasus, Saint Silver Sword Ji Fu Lei replied to Xi Wei with her usual calm tone.

It is said that after Sophia and Saran went back to Adric's Academy, the sage Elilia, who had been idle for a long time, was about to grow mushrooms, clamoring,'Next it is my turn!'Such words, he just let Xiwei over there open the gap magic.Passed her and her entourage Frei.

"So. Can you not think of adventure as travel..."

Xiwei sighed, always feeling like she was on two troublesome guys.

"Is there any difference between travel and adventure?" Elilia asked immediately.

Xiwei thought for a while, and suddenly felt that for him now, the two seem to be really the same...

"Anyway. The vent is very dangerous. How about waiting for me to pass the vent and then pick you up?"

Finally, he compromised.

"Hey? But if you evade as soon as you encounter such excitement. Wouldn't it be no fun to travel?"

A certain saint showed a stinky face that would destroy the faith of the believers of the pure white church, and complained reluctantly.

"So I was adventurous, not traveling!"

Xiwei immediately retorted.

"How about you two step back each."

At this time, Frey, who has always been a peacemaker, persuaded: "As a great magician who can mess up the entire Holy See, Mr. Adric, you must have the ability to protect Lord Eliria from the wind. ?"

"Huh..." Xiwei acquiesced.

"In that case. If you think it's okay, let Master Eliria follow. If something goes wrong, I will immediately cover the Lord's retreat."

Frey continued.

Xiwei muttered unwillingly, but was immediately covered up by the wind.

Seeing that he had no objection, Elilia grinned happily and laughed like a little girl.

The silhouettes of three flying creatures crossed the terraced stairs of the Westland Cliff and flew towards the wind outlet. The more they went up, the steeper the cliff became, and the impact of the storm began to become more intense.

The most obvious thing is that the feathers on the swift falcon under Siwei's seat have finally grown up, and it has begun to be blown off the ground because of the strong wind.

"Gah..." It reluctantly glanced at the feathers that were thrown behind me in no time, and the cry sounded full of sadness and fatigue.

Sivi patted its head and spoke comfortingly.

"Actually, I have also issued a formula for a pharmacy for graduate students recently.

"Hey?"

"Theoretically, that thing of Warcraft can also be used."

"Hey?!"

"I will give you a bottle first after the development is successful."

"Quack!!!"

The Swift Falcon Black Bean seemed to have a raging fire in its eyes. It spread its wings and fluttered a few times full of fighting spirit, just like a piano master driving a piano, and handily controlling the turbulent air currents in the black feathers. At the same time, it turned into a vague black shadow, rushing towards the tuyere that ordinary birds of prey are trembling!

"Now, Frey..." Eliria stared at the figure that was accelerating in vain, and asked the girl who was riding the phantom pegasus beside her: "I just heard that nothing like a bird can emit Huh?"

"It's normal. If I remember correctly, the Falcon is a subspecies of Falcon, and it is said to have a certain degree of Falconian blood, and Falcon is a distant relative of reptiles..."

Fu Lei is also the holy silver sword girl who is soaking in the library (although most of the time is reading romance novels), she has a good idea about the origin of the Swift Falcon.

"In addition, the potion that Adric was talking about... Could it be the one made in the blending workshop before?"

Elilia continued to ask.

"If you're not mistaken, it should be that." Frei nodded.

"But... after the potion, the person who tried the drug used it, didn't the hair grow like kelp?"

"..."

"..."

At this moment, both girls began to mourn the future fate of the big bird.(To be continued...)

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