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Chapter 909 The battle is over, what reward do you want?
Gretel wasn't nervous when the shadow came down.

The wind, the bitter mountain wind, the wind blowing through the treetops, told him a long time ago:
Something, something extremely large and powerful, flew from behind him, from where the salty wind was blowing, at extremely fast speed.

Who else could that be?
Gretel even took the time to tidy up his appearance.

Well, the hair shouldn't be too messy, and the blades of grass on the front of the front are quickly slapped off, so that the knees and trousers are covered with dust?Speed ​​to a cleaning technique...

Of course, the various defensive spells should not be forgotten. [Advanced Mage Armor], put it on, [Protective Range], put it on, [Force Field Barrier], ready to go...

It's not for anything else, just because when Serila rushes down, what if he is crushed?
Even if it doesn't hit him, the flowers and plants, or the surrounding trees, and then falls down and hits him, he will be miserable!
The wind is heavy.Gretel's hair, clothes, and surrounding leaves were all swaying wildly.The dust and small stones splashed by the horse's hoof were directly swept up by the strong wind, and even flew in front of the horse.

"Grete!"

Above the head, crisp, bright shouts, happily sprinkled down.Gretel raised his head in response, and in his field of vision, a huge shadow swooped down and disappeared in a flash.

"I'm here!"

Fluttering and wobbling, the silver dragon turned into a girl at the last moment, using the Feather Fall technique to counteract the speed of the dive, and lightly tapped the phantom horse's back with its toes.

Gretel rolled her eyes at an angle she couldn't see.

"Cerilla...don't rush so hard next time...what if you don't have time to change back..."

"Hey... I saw you brushed your armor!" The silver dragon girl said confidently:
"A high-level mage's armor protects against pressure, and protects against long-range projectiles. Gretel, your ink pen, at least has a force field barrier, right! It must be fine!"

"cough……"

There was an unbearable cough from above.Gretel suddenly turned his head, quickly restrained the Phantom Horse, and bowed his head respectfully.I was in a hurry for a while, I don't know whether to cancel the mount:

"teacher……"

The teacher, senior brother and senior sister, the three of them floated in the sky and looked at him together.

The Lord of Thunder has no expression on his face, Senior Brother Bilbo's face is a little dark, as for Senior Sister, she is picking an angle that the senior brother can't see, trying to wink at him...

Senior Sister, what do you want to say?
Without telepathy, I can't get it!
Gretel quickly turned his brain, and finally did not cancel the phantom horse, lest the teacher spray him again for wasting spells.He jumped off the horse, raised his face, respectfully, and greeted affectionately:

"Teacher! Brothers and sisters! You are all here!"

"Can we not come?" Master Bairbo's face was still very ugly, and his bald head was covered with black air under the sun:
"You have sent Serila out, can't we hurry up?"

"Uh……"

Gretel shrunk his neck and stole a glance at Cerilla.The silver dragon girl held her head high and her chest high, with a more smug expression on her face.Gretel sighed slightly:

"Cerilla, are you okay? Did you come into any danger?"

"Of course I'm fine!" The silver dragon girl raised her chin vigorously.The next moment, the Lord of Thunder spoke softly:
"She rushed into the storm and rescued more than one mage in danger. Brave girl."

"That's~~~huh..."

Cirella raised her head even higher.The Lord of Thunder continued:
"But it's a bit reckless to let her leave your side, Gretel. I saw you shifted position and there was a fight?"

Gretel secretly breathed a sigh of relief.He hastened to report:

"That's right, the movement of Cerilla flying out is too obvious. I don't think I can stay where I am, so I walked all the way inland..."

The Lord of Thunder listened silently.He returned to his expressionless face again, but when Gretel mentioned the place of the first battle, he flicked out a huge blanket:

Gretel climbed up very wisely.The flying carpet floated over the forest tops, carrying a group of five people, flying back and forth in silence, pointing exactly to the place where the first battle took place.

"Teacher...you have been watching from the sky?"

Gretel asked sarcastically.The Lord of Thunder looked ahead and remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard it.On the contrary, Senior Brother Bairbo replied a little impatiently:
"It's such a big movement, the blind can't see it! Use your brain!"

Uh……

Gretel flinched again.Diagonally opposite, the senior sister smiled softly:
"Little Gretel, don't blame your senior brother. When we saw the explosion, our hearts were lifted, and Cerilla flapped his wings desperately-next time we put our own safety first, do you hear me?"

Senior sister, when you say these words, don't smile so sinisterly, okay...

Gretel shuddered secretly.In order not to worry the teacher and his brothers and sisters, he stiffened his neck and tried hard to argue:

"I won! A pair of two, one is a level 12 swordsman, the other is a magician, I don't know how many levels, it should not be much lower than him... I killed both of them! No matter how strong, Shouldn't it just slip through, right?"

"Tell me."

The Lord of Thunder interrupted suddenly.

Gretel quickly turned his head and reported the progress of the battle.The Lord of Thunder listened without saying a word, his expression, eyes, and breathing rhythm did not change at all.It’s just that during his reporting process, he commented lightly from time to time:
"The battle thinking is too rigid."

"The beating was too cautious... It's a joke to stand still and be beaten in a tortoise shell."

"Improper combination of defensive magic... At any time, you must not lose your perception of the outside world."

"You should at least cast a debuff spell on the enemy...Spider Web? Greasy? Ice Wind? Don't think of any of them?"

"Why don't you use the teleportation technique to increase the distance? Keep moving, changing directions, and pulling away, that's how mages play!"

One sentence and one sentence cut Gretel's head full of bales.After listening to all the fighting process, the flying carpet has floated over the battlefield and patrolled around at a low level.The two senior brothers and sisters summoned spells casually, collected all the remnants of the enemy, and placed them in front of the teacher.

The Lord of Thunder looked at them one by one, even the pale golden arm bone offered by Gretel, and his expression was a little pale:

"It's not too bad. Practice more in the future, as long as you make one more of these mistakes, if you meet a real master, even a lower level than you can kill you!"

Gretel is the only one.The Lord of Thunder looked him up and down, and finally took a breath:
"This war is finally over. You have contributed a lot, including the last legendary battle. In a few small places, you also used your ideas. In the past few days, you should think about what rewards you need to help you Advance to level 9 mage."

Gretel let out a long sigh of relief.Just relaxing, she immediately had a strange look on her face:
"teacher……"

"Ok?"

"I think I'm going to advance now..."

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