A city appeared in front of Triss.
Surrounded by high walls, towering steeples and glittering tops.
On the other side of the city is the sea. The gray-green sea surface reflects the morning sun, and dots of white sails are scattered among it.
That's Goos·Velen.
Temeria Velen The capital of the province.
Triss The destination of this trip, Aretuza Academy, is in Goos·Velen.
The people entering the city formed a long queue in front of the city gate.
But Triss sat upright in the saddle and let the horse trot forward.
The guards guarding the city gate noticed the sorceress and immediately let her through.
And use the spear pole to hit those who stubbornly refuse to get out of the way, or who move too slowly.
"This way, this way, noble lady," one of the guards shouted.
He only dared to raise his head to look at the sorceress, then quickly lowered his head, then turned to the people lining up at the city gate and shouted, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, you country bumpkins!"
The guard captain, who was hiding in the guard room, heard the noise outside and walked out with a gloomy face.
"You bastards can't do anything well. Is it so difficult to get those country bumpkins to line up honestly? Do you have to keep an eye on me for such a small thing?"
The cursing words of the guard captain disappeared in an instant when he saw Triss.
He immediately blushed, widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and then bowed deeply and quickly.
"Honored lady, I humbly welcome you to visit Goth Velen." He said vaguely, then straightened his back and showed the most flattering smile.
"I am at your disposal... how can I serve you? Do you need an escort? Or a guide? Do you want me to find someone for you?"
"That's unnecessary." Triss straightened up in the saddle and looked down at him.
He didn't care about his previous curses, and he had no intention of disciplining his subordinates Velerad on behalf of Velen's lord Velerad, not to leave their posts and get drunk while at work.
This should originally be Velerad's own responsibility and obligation.
She just said in a calm tone, "I want to go to Thanedd Island."
"Of course, ma'am. Yes, ma'am."
The guard captain and his men hurriedly moved out of the way.
"Thank you." The sorceress drove her horse forward. As she passed by, the guards bowed in greeting.
Thanedd Island is located in the bay northwest of Goth Velen. It was built by the elves using magic.
This is a field that belongs exclusively to warlocks.
There is a sorceress academy on the island, namely Aretuza Academy, which is connected to Goth Velen through a bridge.
Thanedd Island looks like a huge stone pillar from a distance, coming out of the waves.
A huge ziggurat surrounds the spiral road.
Twisting ladders and platforms are submerged in green forests and gardens.
The greenery is dotted with a towering white tower, clinging to a swallow-neck-like stone, and a domed building surrounded by galleries.
It looks like it was carved on this mountain rising from the sea.
The top of the island is Tower of the Gull Thor Lara, with a portal inside.
But the portal of Tower of the Gull is usually closed.
This is mainly to protect the college.
For the same reason, a distortion blocking mechanism is usually enabled on Thanedd Island throughout the day.
Anyone without the permission of Dean Aretuza Academy will be teleported into the dungeon paved with Dimeritium the moment they open the portal and arrive at Thanedd Island.
Therefore, Triss could only open the teleportation gate outside Goos·Velen, and then ride over on horseback.
After entering Thanedd Island, due to Triss's dual identity as sorceress and royal advisor, the journey was smooth and went directly to the dean's office.
She opened the door and walked in.
The dean of the Aretuza Academy, Margarita Laux-Antille Laux Antille raised his head from his desk.
"Isn't this our respected royal advisor? Triss, how do you have the opportunity to revisit your old place? Let me guess, it's King Foltest who thinks that having only one sorceress in his court is enough?"
Triss smiled back, "Of course not, I'm glad to see you, Rita."
Margarita Laux-Antille stood up, walked over and circled around Triss.
"I really envy you. Look at me. I'm either wiping the nose of a crying brat or competing with students who are rude and disrespectful of their teachers."
Triss's eyes followed Margarita Laux-Antille around him.
"Then what can you do? Who made Tissaia choose you to take over her class? By the way, do you know where Tissaia is? What's that look in your eyes?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Margarita Laux-Antille's mouth, "I seem to smell something fishy. Come find Tissaia as soon as you come back. What's the matter? Or are you in trouble?"
Triss shook his head.
"No, I just want to ask her for a favor."
"Help? That means you're in trouble."
Margarita Laux-Antille returned to his own dean's office chair and sat down.
She put one leg on the knee of the other. "Tell me, Triss, I am the dean of the famous magic academy in the north, a high-level sorceress appointed by Tissaia. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"You can't," Triss quickly added before the other party jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "I want to ask Tissaia to release a Extension Charm for me."
"Isn't it Extension Charm? There is no need for that serious lady with a long face and a pedantic correction of everything. Why can't I do it?"
"No, what I need is Permanent Extension Charm with permanent effect, and the internal space cannot be smaller than a villa."
Margarita Laux-Antille's smile solidified.
She opened her mouth wide - although this seemed a bit out of character for the dean who always maintained a gentle and elegant temperament in front of students.
"Do you know what you are talking about, Triss? Permanent Extension Charm, you want a space as big as a villa? What do you want to do?"
She suddenly seemed to have thought of something and looked at Triss suspiciously, "Wait a minute, are you falling in love with someone else?"
Triss's face froze as if he was poking at the center of the mouth.
She had no choice but to say with a straight face, "It's none of your business."
A smile reappeared on Margarita Laux-Antille's face.
But this smile is like the kind of narrow-minded smile when one of them discovered the diary that the other had secretly hidden when they were both students.
"He didn't immediately deny that Triss Merigold, Aretuza Academy's top student, Foltest's royal advisor... would fall hopelessly in love with someone else."
"And judging from your appearance, it doesn't look like you're just doing it for fun."
"Other sorceresses are just playing around, but you actually do it for real."