Ch 154: Call Me Headmaster
Wickel City.
The city walls were damaged in many places, and a large area of houses in the city had collapsed. Traces of battle were everywhere.
Inside Dir’s reception hall, Dir stood by the window watching soldiers directing workers to repair the city walls and clear away the rubble.
His face showed no sign of worry; on the contrary, he looked relaxed.
“I think you should leave Wickel! If you don’t leave, they will keep attacking Wickel City,” a woman’s voice said from behind Dir.
Of course, she wasn’t speaking to Dir, but to Ge Wei beside her.
Ge Wei leaned against a chair, swirling the wine in her glass cup, ignoring her.
Dir turned around and chuckled, “Miss Vils, do you look down on Wickel so much?”
Vils chuckled at Dir, “No, no! Aren’t we afraid that the people of our Magicians’ Guild will cause you trouble?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Ge Wei sat up straight and retorted, “Hey, hey, hey! Who is a member of your Magicians’ Guild?”
Seeing Ge Wei getting angry, Vils quickly appeased her, “Okay, okay! No, no, you’re not.”
Then she added, “But in our hearts, you will always be our Vice President. The Vice President’s position is always reserved for you!”
Ge Wei took a sip of wine, rolled her eyes at Vils, and said, “Who cares!”
Vils leaned closer and said, “Ge Wei, you should come back to headquarters with me for a while. Back then, we were so ruthless, killing so many people. You have quite a few enemies.
Now that your trading caravan business is so big, they’ve discovered you’re here, and they’ll keep coming to seek revenge.
Wickel City is full of ordinary people; staying here will affect them.”
Dir said, “Miss Vils, Wickel City’s defenses aren’t as weak as you think. A few scattered soldiers are nothing to worry about.”
Their soldiers have eaten a lot of Frenzied Beast Meat over the past year, and with Ge Wei, the former Vice President of the Magicians’ Guild, personally training them, their strength is incomparable to what it was before.
Although their individual combat power is not as good as those proper magicians, they have many soldiers.
One-on-one, they might lose, but ten-on-one? They can win.
If they really can’t win, then a hundred to one; they can overwhelm them with sheer numbers.
After this period of fighting Ge Wei’s enemies, he realized the strength of his army.
In the past, those magicians were a huge headache for them. A single High-Level Magician could pose a huge threat to their army.
However, in these recent encounters with magicians, those below High-Level Magicians could no longer gain any advantage against their army.
Hearing Vils’ words, Ge Wei sneered, pinched her chin, rubbed her thumb against her lower lip, and said playfully, “Oh! The Magicians’ Guild cares about ordinary people now? Did those lunatics change their minds?”
Vils slapped her hand away and rolled her eyes.
What do you mean “those lunatics”? You were once one of them, and you weren’t any better than them. Don’t forget where your current enemies come from.
“Just come back with me! Please,” Vils pleaded, resorting to acting cute.
Ge Wei wasn’t falling for it; she didn’t want to listen.
“Go on, get out of here.”
Vils said, “No, if I don’t take you back, they’ll kill me.”
On the other side, outside Black Dragon Valley.
Awen Pharmacy Academy has been completed, and the first batch of several thousand students has enrolled.
The place has suddenly become lively.
The people of Yangqiu Village are overjoyed.
The completion of the Potion Academy has attracted a group of merchants. The potion business is a profitable one. This is just the first batch of students; there will be many more in the future.
And some of them will stay nearby after graduation.
Yangqiu Village will be able to laugh all the way to the bank just from rent alone. Why raise sheep anymore?
In a spacious office within the Potion Academy.
A plainly dressed but neatly groomed man stood in front of a desk, looking speechless at the woman sitting opposite him.
The woman was dressed in luxurious clothes, with a faint, pleasant fragrance. None of that mattered; what made the man speechless was that the woman was glowing—or rather, her clothes were glowing.
This woman was Xiwen.
Xiwen leaned back in her chair, her fingers interlocked on her abdomen, looking at him triumphantly.
The man twitched his mouth slightly, thinking, “What is this woman doing? Is she sick?”
The woman scrutinized him for a while, then said calmly, “You’re here!”
The man: ???
He twitched his mouth. Was that not obvious? He had been standing there for a long time, and hadn’t she written to him asking him to come?
“Xiwen, is it true that you can provide me with sufficient research funds and unlimited potion materials?” the man asked.
Xiwen frowned and said, “Please call me Dean Xiwen, Mr. Vicks.”
The man: …
You, the perennial second-place, are putting on airs now.
It’s just a medicinal potion that cures diseases and a bunch of strange potions.
Given the time and funds, I could also research them, and I could definitely do better than you.
After all, when we were at school, my grades were always better than yours.
Seeing him remain silent, Xiwen urged, “Call me Dean.”
Vicks narrowed his eyes and moved his lips.
Although he didn’t make a sound, Xiwen could tell what he was saying.
She immediately bristled, stood up abruptly, slammed her hands on the table, and shouted, “Vicks, you bastard, you dare call me the perennial second-place? I’m the Dean now, your boss, your superior! Do you believe I’ll drug you and turn you into an idiot?”
Vicks looked at her and said, “I haven’t agreed to teach at your academy yet! And who’s going to drug whom is still up in the air!”
Xiwen: …
Right! He hadn’t agreed yet. She was too hasty.
She cleared her throat, concealing her awkwardness, and produced an agreement.
“Sign it!”
Vicks looked at the agreement and asked, “After signing, I can get sufficient research funds, and I can use potion materials freely?”
Xiwen said, “And you must call me Dean from now on.”
Vicks frowned, hesitant.
Seeing his hesitation, Xiwen directly took a pile of gold from her magic space and threw it on the floor.
The entire room was instantly bathed in a golden light.
Seeing so much gold, Vicks’ pupils constricted.
Seeing his reaction, Xiwen was very satisfied. She said, “Sign it, and all this will be yours.”
Hearing this, Vicks glanced at her, immediately picked up the pen, signed the agreement, and then went over to put the gold into his magic space.
“Where’s my research lab?” Vicks said as he walked towards the door.
He moved so quickly that Xiwen didn’t react in time. By the time she came to her senses, he was almost at the door.
“You bastard, you haven’t called me Dean yet!” Xiwen shouted.
Vicks turned around, gave her a formal bow, and loudly shouted, “Greetings, Dean!”
Xiwen: …
He really did call her Dean, but Xiwen didn’t feel happy; she only felt a sense of emptiness.
At that moment, a dragon roar came from outside.
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