Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Fortunately, the quality of the castle's construction is good, and the rest of it will most likely not collapse. Otherwise, it would be wonderful to hold a banquet in a dilapidated building and suddenly bury all Barbarossa's bosses.

During the war, everything was kept simple. All the owner could do was to clean the place, use a large curtain to cover the totems painted by the orcs on the wall, build a bonfire, set up a band, and put a bunch of delicious food on the table as a buffet. That's all.

The venue can be made good, but the atmosphere must be full.

Not long after the ancient city of Antiria was taken over, various luxuries were lacking. It didn't matter. With a rare wave of the generalissimo's hand, a Pegasus brigade was reorganized to serve as porters and urgently mobilized supplies from the imperial city.

The spices are full and the wine is enough.

In the cheerful music, everyone was beaming with joy.

Victory can dilute a lot of sorrow. Even if the first two camps were demolished and nearly 20,000 people died, this was the price of the Northern Expedition. Those who carry it at the front, once they carry it, will have the most fertile and largest fiefdom when it comes to rewards.

The two knights were gone, and other groups soon took over.

People deliberately avoided the topic and focused on this victory. Especially after the news came from the front that the orc camp was bombed by the physics sect, all the Barbarossa bosses took turns coming up to toast Renn according to their status.

"In praise of the school of physics."

"Thank you for your generous intervention, Mr. Tesla."

Although Renn responded to everyone with a smile, and took a sip of wine from time to time to show his friendliness, in fact Renn...

ha? who I am? where am I? What did my apprentice do again?

Raven slowly twisted his neck and looked at Harry, and sure enough he saw the sullen apprentice bowing deeply to him.

Mr. Lei was already grinning in his heart, and he could hardly suppress his overwhelming urge to complain - I asked you to return the body to demonstrate, not to send 'warmth'!

What can Ren say?

The orcs have already carried out assassinations, why can’t the physics school still offer a takeaway of two or three thousand degrees Celsius?

Renn could only nod slightly.

Over there, Harry immediately tugged on Downs' sleeve: "Master nodded and approved our approach. I already said it's okay."

"That's good, that's good." Downs also smiled.

The protagonist of tonight's banquet is destined not to be Renn.

Without it, his appearance fee would be too expensive for mortal forces to afford.

You can hire a legendary strongman to work for you, but you will never be able to hire a true god from the outside world to work for you.

After everyone came up for a round of toasts, they ran to pester Tangs and other apprentices.

No matter whether Tang Si continues his training, he never said he couldn't go out to play in the autumn breeze and take on small jobs.

Except for Barend who returned to the workshop and Feng Da Ke who was thrown back to the Devil's Mouth, the other disciples are all here. They all tried their best to find ways to suit their needs.

For example, Downs was accompanied by a female knight born in Laman, Harry was accompanied by a mechanical warlock, Matt was accompanied by a noble daughter who was good at cooking, and a group of handsome guys were surrounding Flora.

Of course, Renn will never be left out in the cold.

It's true that Renn deliberately let Downs steal the spotlight and hid in a less conspicuous corner. There was Margaret beside him!

The miserable female knight was sitting next to him awkwardly in an evening dress that didn't quite fit her.

"Sorry, I really didn't expect to prepare an evening dress when I came to Guria..." Margaret finally borrowed a decent dress, but found that the size was wrong. She could wear it, but it looked like A waistband and chest binding were added, and she could hear the mournful sound of the belt of her clothes if she moved slightly.

In this state, she was afraid of wearing something that would make her look hot, so she didn't even dare to dance.

Alas, this is like two girls wearing sailor uniforms at the same time: the one with a bad figure will most likely wear a children's clothing look; the one with a hot figure will be able to wear a midi skirt to look like a miniskirt if she wears a small size.

Looking at Margaret, Ren understood more than anything. He knew better that facing the other person squarely was the greatest respect for him.

Margaret's neck turned red at the sight: "Sir Tesla, your apprentice is watching."

She wasn't lying. Downs and Harry really looked at this from time to time.

It's okay if she didn't say it. Once she did, Ren showed a regretful expression: "Alas! This is all my fault."

"Huh?" Women naturally like to eat melons. If there are melons to eat, Margaret will not feel sleepy.

"When I first accepted Tang Si as my disciple, I was afraid that he would be young and energetic, indulge in women and ruin his studies, so I told him that women will only affect the speed of our spell casting! He is a good boy, and he obeys his instructions seriously. Suggestions. Unexpectedly, time has passed and he has become an excellent mage, but he has no idea about girls. Alas! He is only 18 years old!"

This is not what Ren said.

When the two bachelors were in the valley, Downs could go out and hang out, but Renn couldn't. Out of some dark psychology, Lei instigated his disciples. But who would have thought that the situation would change so much in one year.

Tang Si is an only son. If this continues, won't it mean that the Quixote family will be cut off?

Margaret followed Ren's words and looked over, and she really discovered that Downs had filled up the [Evasion] talent on the beauties surrounding him.

Outrageous!

The most talented and legendary archmage in Kaos continent who is only 18 years old actually quits sex?

Margaret was shocked, and then saw the guilty look on Ren's face.

This is not pretending, Renn is really troubled - the master who does not eat the fireworks of the world often ends up degenerating into a lich. This is already the curse of the world of Kaos on the master.

"Sir Tesla, would you like to try to lead Downs back to the right path through words and deeds?"

"Huh? How do you teach by words and deeds?" Renn never thought that Margaret would make such a proposal. He looked back at it just now. After all, it was just for others to see. It would be too weird to even look at it.

Margaret fiddled with a handful of chestnut hair hanging down by her ears: "I heard that Your Excellency drank [Victory Wine] on Victory Day, and I want to give it a try."

"..."

Ren was a little speechless. Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to say this to me?

Margaret came closer, with undisguised admiration in her eyes, and her red lips parted slightly: "You should be able to guess that I was asked to come here by my family, but I did not resist such an order in my heart. You know. why?"

"Um?"

"Do you know what a female knight's ultimate dream is?"

Goblin lair?

Nonsence!

Renn restrained his divergent thinking and said seriously: "I don't know."

"Slay the dragon!"

With just two words, Ren finally understood why this knight girl gave him such a strange feeling.

Through her self-narration, Ren knew that she was born in a knight family and respected chivalry wholeheartedly. She did it in an exaggerated way. All her previous performances were competitive with men. So when the Knights tried to get her close to Ren, she should have been disgusted at first.

As a patient deeply addicted to knight novels, she is infinitely obsessed with novels about knights slaying dragons. As the dragon's nemesis, Renn easily hit her XP.