I, the retired legend, were forced to go ashore

Ren's eyes widened: "Spells!? This is a field of knowledge. Can you calculate the marriage for me? In fact, it is the same for you to calculate the result for yourself."

"Hehe." Ada glanced at him, with a half smile: "I don't know anything else, but if you don't get out of the way, I'm afraid there will be bloodshed."

"This progress is too fast, but I like it, hehe, hehe..."

Ren kept his eyes straight and fell into the indescribable illusion of bloody disaster.

Ada bypassed him and walked up to Umbridge: "Headmaster, shall we send it back to the school?"

Umbridge's bloody face turned from red to white quickly, and she sipped her lips:

"Ma'am, Your Excellency, why don't we go back in a carriage? In fact, it's also good to see the scenery on the road."

"Forget it." Ada shook her head: "I suddenly remembered that there is still a patient at home waiting to be fed. I am afraid that if I don't go back, she will eat my mat."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu so, okay, please wait for me a moment!"

The rigid dean rarely showed panic.

Then she made up her mind, took out two tubes of blue reagent from her waist pocket, drank one tube directly, and put the other tube in her mouth.

A death-defying expression appeared on her face.

Chanting, casting spells, communicating with the magic net, and the seventh-order teleportation technique started again.

The academy has officially entered the afternoon class time, and there are only a few teachers who have no class beside the teleportation formation and are still waiting.

The figures of the three appeared, and they rushed to meet them.

"Dean, are you okay, did you win?"

Umbridge raised his head and poured out the magic potion: "Ton ton ton ton ton—"

Teachers: "????"

Then they changed their targets one after another:

"Miss Ada, are you not hurt?"

The teachers gathered around and greeted each other with sincere expressions:

"If you lose, you lose. If you are not injured, you are lucky. Those mixed-bloods are very cruel!"

"Quick, Miss Ada, sit down quickly, I'm a war priest, I'll give you a big recovery spell!"

A middle-aged teacher hastily took out his holy emblem, and even began to chant mantras.

Ren acted as a flower protector, pushed away everyone, and announced loudly: "Miss Ada has already won, and her opponent is a wanderer who believes in Rose - she was killed on the spot!"

"Win!? Why... no, I mean, it's too good, it's Miss Ada!"

"I said early on that she would win. How could a mere group of mixed races be Ms. Ada's opponent. But headmaster, is this true?"

Umbridge burped and unscrewed a tube of reagents again: "Ton ton ton ton ton—"

The news quickly reached Zach, who was teaching the intermediate class.

He nodded, very calmly: "Understood, with her strength, it's not surprising."

"Ada... who is it, the new teacher?" Some students were very curious.

They were all in the intermediate class and did not participate in Ada's lecture for the elementary class in the morning.

"The new visiting professor is amazing!"

The magic teacher waved his hand, as if it was not worth mentioning what he said next: "She is my friend."

"Teacher, do you have a good relationship?"

"Of course, Miss Ada has already entrusted her daughter's studies to me."

Zach's expression was very proud, but he immediately straightened his face: "Okay, let's continue with the class, Miss Ada's daughter, she has worked harder than you!"

Chapter 36. Zach's Home Visit

When Ada returned to the tavern, Deep Shadow was still in a coma, which made her relieved.

"What time is it now, why do I feel so hungry..."

The elf was awakened by the sound of the girl changing clothes.

She opened her eyes, staring at her friend's white body like a steamed bun made of snow.

"It's just noon, I'll go get you something to eat."

Ada glanced at the setting sun outside, and answered shamelessly.

The expensive women's outfit that was replaced was piled up in the drawer, out of sight and out of mind, so there was no need to wash it. The girl began to gradually put on her usual adventure suit.

Seeing the extremely elastic and beautiful body, the elf thought of something.

"By the way, I feel very strange, it seems to have grown a lot..."

Shen Ying barely raised her hand to her chest, and the change in her body made her a little happy.

"It's nothing, I gave you a big tonic. After your blood recovers, that place will turn back into a nail. Cherish the time in front of you."

As Ada spoke, her heart ached.

Do you know how effective that thing will be if a man eats it?

Such a waste!

The elf was a little curious: "What did you eat for me... I heard from Triss that it was also the thing that brought me back from death?"

"A slug of the Titan's Whip."

The friend's short answer made the elf a little curious: "The weapon of the titan? How can the weapon have such an effect?"

"Hmm... it's a weapon, the ultimate weapon."

Ada answered indiscriminately, unable to bear to tell the truth and hurt the pure heart of this elf.

Open the door: "I'll go to the kitchen to prepare something for you, what do you want?"

"What do you have?" The elf swallowed, distracted.

She was very hungry indeed.

"Let's have leftover soup and rice. I can heat it up and mix them together." Ada shrugged. "I don't know how to cook. If I want to eat better, I have to wait for Triss to come back."

"Then I'll starve to death, that's all..."

Deep Shadow cast a contemptuous glance at his friend's back, curled his lips: "You are so sad."

Can't even cook.

After Ada went downstairs, there were bursts of vague quarrels outside the window, and the elves closed their eyes, trying to perceive the information from the outside world.

She has been lying down for too long.

"Last month, you didn't come to collect taxes. I prepared everything. Look!"

The little daughter-in-law in the restaurant across the street held a bag in her hand, her eyes were reddish.

The tax collector of the royal family didn't even look at it, and said proudly: "If I didn't come to collect the tax, wouldn't you go to the administrative officer to declare it yourself? In short, you have violated the tax law, and now you will be punished with double taxation." place."

"But, that was your mistake, why should I bear it—"

The little daughter-in-law wanted to quarrel again, but her husband stopped her.

The neighbors who came around also tried to persuade: "Forget it, if the people don't fight with the officials, they can't afford to compete with them."

The little daughter-in-law's eye circles became even redder.

Business is already hard, but it is too difficult to be exploited by these dirty officials.

"What's the matter, auntie, what's the matter?"

A gentle and crisp voice sounded, and the red-haired Triss squeezed in, hugging the little daughter-in-law's hand.

She is small and weak, although she can't solve anything, she is very good at comforting others, at least it can make the aunt across the street feel better.

The neighbors were about to explain, but they saw a middle-aged man in a star-shaped robe and walked in.

This person is gentle and elegant, with a unique temperament. He is carrying a set of beautifully packaged gift boxes, and the bracelet on his wrist has flowing energy. It looks like an expensive magic item.

The neighbors were silent for a moment, not knowing which important figure was coming to this slum street.

The middle-aged man looked around and quickly understood what happened.

"Triss, what's going on, who is she?" The middle-aged man pointed to the little daughter-in-law in the restaurant.

"Teacher, this is my aunt who often helps mom."

The girl rubbed against her arm, her eyes sparkling.

"Oh? Is that so?" The middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the tavern opposite him with its closed door, beckoned to the tax collector, and pulled him aside.

"My name is Zach, a teacher at the Royal Academy. This is my ID. Look..."

In the eyes of the neighbors, the high-spirited tax collector nodded repeatedly, his waist getting lower and lower.

Not surprisingly, although this teacher has no rights, most of the students in the college are the children of noble merchants, and they passively raise their status invisibly.

Soon, the tax collector came back with his head still held high, but he lacked a little superior attitude.

"Since Mr. Zach pleaded for you, forget it this time, and don't make an example!"

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran nodded to the middle-aged man and walked down the next street with his hands behind his back.

There, he also kept a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

There must be some teacher and principal waiting for him there, right?

After the tax collector walked away, the young daughter-in-law of the restaurant pinched the corners of her skirt in a panic, and made a specious curtsy, and she was stunned because she didn't have a good balance in the middle.

"This, thank you very much, Your Excellency."

She stammered, and secretly gouged out her husband with her eyes.

Her husband, the restaurant owner, came to his senses immediately and passed the tax money to Zach.

"No, I'm just doing it for justice, and I don't need thanks."

Zach pushed the tax money away, his tone was unquestionable, and the justice was awe-inspiring.

"Come on, Triss, where is your home?"

He pretended he didn't see the tavern across the way that had a sign with a chimera painted on it.

"Okay, teacher, over here." Trissy smiled sweetly and knocked on the door of her house.

The neighbors behind looked at each other.

"That man is Xiaote's teacher... Isn't that just..."

Someone murmured, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"As expected of a teacher at the Royal Academy, you are really personable." The young daughter-in-law of the restaurant had stars in her eyes, and she glanced at her husband bitterly, feeling rather resentful.

"But what is he doing here?"

"Let's visit home..." Someone said to himself uncertainly: "I heard that little Triss's grades are not very good."

As soon as the words fell, the door of Chimera Head was opened.

Ada's face was filled with smoke, and there were suspicious burn marks on her cuffs.

"Hurry up, Triss, it's great that you're back, I boiled the soup dry, and I can't put out that fire!"

The girl pushed her capable daughter to the kitchen with both hands, then rubbed her hands together and looked at the visitor:

"Hey, that... Teacher, why are you here?"

She didn't remember the magic teacher's name at all.

"Professor Ada, congratulations on your victory in today's competition."

Zac smiled broadly, with the same friendly attitude as during the day, and then handed over the gift box in his hand:

"This is a meeting gift for you. I'm here today to talk about the teaching of Triss, why don't I go in and talk about it?"

Ada hurriedly welcomed him in, and opened the door wide by the way—it was supposed to be open anyway.

"Is there no one else coming?" Zach scanned around and heaved a sigh of relief after getting an affirmative answer.