The druid instructor used almost all the Skellig words that Lane knew to curse the Swabro sect, and then turned around and noticed Lane who had been waiting aside.

But for Lann's surprise, the druid did not say hello to him at the first time, but turned his attention to Gued behind him:

"Ha, witch hunter! Have you found the purple thorax I want?"

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Gued, causing the Bear Sect Witch Hunter to show an awkward expression.

Feeling everyone's puzzled eyes, Gede took the initiative to explain: "This druid is a master of alchemy and potion. I admired his reputation before and wanted to come and learn. So he gave me a few tests and promised me to teach me alchemy after I finished it, and the result is..."

"As a result, no test was completed!" the druid shouted, "I could tell at that time that you were a stone head and wanted to learn alchemy from me. You can't even find a purple sausage!"

Purple Trichosanthes is a precious alchemy plant that grows deep in the forest. It is said that there will be dangerous monster protection in the places where it grows - a very familiar setting.

But for Gede, who can hunt green dragons alone, no matter how fierce the monster is, it should not be able to stop him in theory, so he is empty at the moment, and there must be something else in it.

Ged snorted lightly, not answering the stinky druid's words.

And the druid didn't bother with Gued much, he still knew the serious business.

Turning his head toward Lann, the druid's expression eased visible to the naked eye.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Sintra's lion, Lann Lannister Ray'anlun, right?" Without waiting for Lann to introduce herself, the druid actually said Lann's name himself.

"I'm Gracemit, as you can see, I'm a Druid, better at herbs and healing, and alchemy."

The druid named Grasmit recognized himself at a glance, which surprised Lann, and the other party's subsequent words answered Lann's doubts-

"Mossack often mentions you - this 're often' refers to very 're often'." Gracemit chuckled. "Every time he comes back, he has to pull a few old friends to communicate with apprentices and offspring training. It is obvious that they have talked about academic research before, such as how to better control the weather."

"We are not interested in this topic at all, but Mossak insists on using it to annoy us! So your reputation is well known to everyone in Oak Ring, Lane of Sintra. Many old guys may know you better than their apprentices!"

Lann smiled embarrassedly and politely.

For him, Skellig was really surprised everywhere.

"But now it seems that Mossack's praise for you may be a bit true." Grasmit looked at the hut behind him, and three rescued druid apprentices were sleeping inside. "You just came to Skellig, and helped us eliminate the Swabrou sect and even rescued three apprentices."

"The savage man who was fucked by the giant bear actually used our apprentice to serve the blood sacrifice!" At this point, Gracemit again showed an indignant expression and kept spraying Skellig's swear words out.

After a dozen more breaths, the druid calmed down. He turned to Lann and said with a kind look:

"All the druids of Oak Ring must accept your love. Do you want to learn alchemy, Mossack's little guy?" Gracelet began to pull something into his arms. "I can give you my alchemy notes, and when you go back, you can also let Mossack see it, just treat it as an academic exchange!"

Gued showed a shocked expression when he heard this. He was not as simple as he had described it as a few words before. He was scolded - and after being scolded, he was given several so-called tests.

I didn't expect that the alchemy that I had been so hard at the beginning was easily handed over to Lann by this druid.

Although there is the factor that Lane rescues the apprentice at the gathering place, for the druid who has a free position, whether to give thanks is purely due to personal favorability...

Gued could only remain silent.

Lann took the alchemy notes and pretended to reach out to his arms, but actually put them in the [Inventory].

Then he thanked the druid again, giving him enough face to the alchemist, and letting the other party stand up happily and reservedly straighten his back and touch his beard.

"But in fact, the Swabrou sect was not completely destroyed. As far as we know, a fallen druid was also involved, but we have not found his trace yet." Lane said, pointing out the main purpose of his group here.

Gracemid glared at this and immediately denied: "Impossible!"

But then, he calmed down and denied himself: "...No, what you said is possible... The Verka people's berserker trial and blood sacrifice need to be presided over by the caster, and they are often druids. Since the Verka people have made a comeback, it means that there are shameful traitors among us, and this traitor has betrayed us for a long time..."

Gracemit took a deep breath: "Thank you for telling us this news, Little Lion. We should have thought of this for a long time. Now a child should not point it out... and leave the matter to ourselves afterwards. This is the matter inside the Oak Ring."

Lane shook his head, "I was taught by Uncle Mossack, and I can be regarded as my own person from the Oak Ring? If I want to deal with the fallen druid, I will also think of some effort."

[Silent Furious] This mission has not been completed so far, because the fallen druid is not killed.

Although letting the druids of Oak Ring clear the portal can still complete the task by themselves, if possible, Lane still wants to do it himself.

This coincides with part of his contract with Bill as [Minister]: for the secrets of the Swabro Sect, for the complete secret method of transforming humans into berserkers.

If it was a druid from the Oak Ring or someone from Skellig, he might not ask too much, and he would simply kill the druid who knew the secret method in the end, causing the secret method to be lost.

Even if Mossack and other warlocks on Rann's side can use Bill to launch secret techniques, but with the original formula, it can save time greatly, and maybe you can get other surprises.

...

After Lane took the initiative to ask for a share of his worries, Gracemit's eyes became inexplicable.

Graceret looked at Lann's lion's eyes again, and after a few breaths, he gave Lann a reply.

This time his eyes softened a lot: "You seem to be a little better than Mossack."

"If you really want to give Oak Ring a part and hunt down the traitors together, I won't stop you, but will help you."

As if he felt that his attitude was too friendly, Gracelet added with a snorkeling: "But you have to be careful and don't cause us trouble."
Chapter completed!