Where Is There Such a Good Mentor?

"The same group of people?"

Glenn's hand trembled.

Then, he thought about how he had actually been ambushed by these people and even killed two of them…His expression changed subtly.

"Then this matter must be reported to the academy as soon as possible."

Mrs. Izu was very decisive.

"And those two corpses."

She quickly reacted.

They had thought that the two acolytes who had ambushed Dave were either his enemies or apprentices with bad intentions.

In the end, they did not expect that their identities were actually related to the disappearance of a large number of apprentices in the academy.

In that case, these two corpses were very important.

She waved her hand, and the cloaks on the two corpses automatically lifted.

There were completely dried corpses below. Not a single drop of water could be squeezed out of the two corpses. Even the muscles on their arms had shriveled into rods. It was unknown what they had endured before they died.

The clothes they wore were also very ordinary. It was the clothes of ordinary apprentices.

However, the strange thing was that under the cloak, these two people were actually wearing masks.

They were all very simple and crude semi-circular masks. One of them had a wolf's head drawn with colored ink, while the other had a cat's head.

It looked like a child's drawing, with crooked lines, and looked a little strange.

" A mask?"

Glenn lowered his head to help take off the mask.

However, he did not expect that the masks wouldn't move.

He exerted some force, and with a tearing sound, the mask, face, skin, and flesh were torn off from the corpse, revealing the blackish-red muscle veins underneath.

Not to mention distinguishing the appearance, it was even impossible to tell if it was a human from this face.

"This…"

Glenn and Dave looked at each other.

Dave crouched down and tried to pull the other mask.

Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the mask seemed to have grown on the corpse. If he wanted to take it off, he could only do the same as Glenn. In the end, he could only skin the dead person's face. It was impossible to tell who it was.

"Looks like their appearances have been altered."

Mrs. Izu was not surprised.

It was good to be able to get some information from these two corpses, but it was normal if they couldn't.

An organization that could hide until today should have some means.

"It seems that I was overthinking just now."

Mrs. Izu reached out her left hand and took out a blood-red ring from her middle finger.

Her finger gently fiddled with the ring, and the ring suddenly trembled, extending two fiery red wings.

The two wings began to flap rapidly like a hummingbird, supporting the 'ring' in midair.

Mrs. Izu started talking to the ring.

" Tell Dracula that the reason for the disappearance of the apprentices is very likely related to an organization called the Gray Table. Also, ask him to send someone to investigate Shop 32 in the Apprentice Market. There should be relevant clues there.

"Alright, that's all. Go."

As she finished her last word, the ring disappeared into thin air with a whoosh!

"That is..."

Dave stared at the ring that had disappeared, dumbfounded.

Although he had been in the academy for a year, he had never seen such a " magical " thing.

Well, other than Lord Bobvia...

Mrs. Izu seemed to have noticed David's interest in the ring, so she explained it to him.

"This is a tool refined from special characteristics. Some people think that it can be classified as a kind of magic tool made by mages.

" However, we usually prefer to call them Sealed Artifacts.

"That's what those in white robes like to call them. They like to seal these magic tools because regardless of whether they are naturally formed or man-made, the extraordinary characteristics contained in them are easily used by us Mages…."

Mrs. Izu explained in detail, but Dave only understood half of it.

Especially when it came to " White Robe " and " Sealed Artifact," Mrs. Izu said them in Hoen, which sounded very awkward.

However, Dave could roughly understand that this was not something a level 3 acolyte like him could come into contact with.

He could only memorize this knowledge first. What was more important now was the disappearance of the acolytes.

There was no doubt that he had been targeted.

Although he didn't know if they would continue to send people to deal with him, it was better to be careful at this time.

"The rest should be settled by the Academy."

Mrs. Izu saw his uneasiness and comforted Dave.

"No matter what force they are, since they are in the tower, they cannot escape the academy's pursuit and punishment."

"I hope so."

Dave smiled bitterly.

Mrs. Izu continued, "Aiur and the others haven't arrived yet, but my suggestion is that even when it's not time for my classes, it's best for all of you to stay in the laboratory for the rest of the time.

"Compared to the higher levels, this place is undoubtedly safer."

David gladly accepted Mrs. Izu's suggestion.

This was also the best solution he could think of.

He had to keep a low profile for the time being. It wouldn't be too late to resume his old lifestyle after the academy dealt with this damn organization.

Soon, the other apprentices received the news and rushed over. They naturally followed Mrs. Izu's suggestion.

After what happened to Dave, no one dared to say anything.

At the very least, they would have to spend the next few days in the laboratory.

It was unknown who had brought in a few sleeping bags, but they had managed to make the living environment there a little more suitable.

Dave had been on tenterhooks before, but he finally relaxed.

Of course, he didn't forget to apologize to Mrs. Izu and report that he had used some experimental materials.

He also expressed that he was willing to accept the punishment and pay magic stones to compensate for the loss.

He estimated that the raw materials were worth around ten to twenty magic stones, which was not particularly expensive.

Mrs. Yisu, on the other hand, generously expressed that this small matter did not matter. It was understandable that Dave did what he did, considering the situation.

There would be no punishment. There was no rush to return the materials. He just needed to come to the laboratory a few more times this month.

However, Mrs. Izu added that although it was a good thing to try things out, it was still too difficult for a level 3 acolyte to refine a real potion with his mana control.

It was suggested that he wait until he advanced to a level 2 student before attempting it.

What else could Dave say other than nodding in agreement?

Once again, he felt extremely fortunate that he had been chosen by Mrs. Izu and become her apprentice.

Where else in the world could he find such a good mentor?