er Ferrat suffering a heart and blood vessel disease, allowing them to win by sheer luck.Now that I think about it, it's even more off.I'm afraid that Judge Ferrat had a sudden stroke, it's a masterpi...Chapter 287: Ranchi's Beast Affinity

The massive oak door creaked open with a gentle push, the deep gold doorknob emitting a faint groan.

All that could be seen was a spacious room of hundreds of square meters. The air was damp and cool, as if one had stepped into another world.

Various strange plants entwined on the walls, lush and green. Lanterns with a faint magical glow hung between the vines, emitting a soft and dim light that fell upon every corner of the space.

Lanche and Zestella peered into the depths of the room, as the Beast Breeding Department had said, there were indeed quite a few beasts to be seen.

Besides the classroom, one side was piled high with various sealed jars of props and ingredients, as well as mounds of licorice root and flower leaves.

In the distance, creatures of varied shapes and sizes were not confined by cages or chains. They simply existed freely and peacefully in the deepest part, some with flowing, noble and elegant fur, others with feathers like flames, their wings spread out like a fire dance, some covered in thick scales, and others with sharp horns and claws.

Even Zesthira, who had attended the classes, couldn't recall all the names of these creatures for a moment.

And the only human in the classroom was a white-haired old teacher.

He stood in the center of the room, hunched over and murmuring affectionately to a beast with icy blue eyes.

The old teacher gently stroked the beast, his eyes filled with deep affection.

Although these beasts look fierce and dangerous, under the old man's protection, they appear very gentle and friendly.

At the door, Zestilla's steps were slightly unsteady.

Seeing these huge and dangerous creatures in the distance, her heart was filled with unease and fear.

For her, who was at the second level, it seemed that every random monster here was above the second level.

She shrank back, her figure seeming to search for a hidden corner, and she hid behind Lanchi.

Although she always thought of her teacher as someone with weak combat ability, in crucial moments, he was always so composed and steady, making her unconsciously rely on him as a powerful pillar of support.

"Oh So early already, students have arrived"

The teacher noticed the two people from afar.

The old man squinted his eyes, a mix of relief and surprise in his voice as he saw two young students willing to venture into this field forgotten by most.

He gently set down the small beast in his hand.

The beast understood the old man's actions very well. It lightly jumped down and walked quietly to a corner.

Welcome your arrival, children.

The old teacher slowly walked towards the two of them. His voice was hoarse and slow, but warm like the sunshine of late autumn.

His attitude seemed to give Zestilla comfort.

She gently loosened her tightly clenched hands and raised her head slightly.

Although there was still a trace of fear in her eyes, when she saw that the teacher in the classroom was an innocent old man, she finally let go of some of her anxiety.

Such a kind and gentle old man, treating even the beasts with such care. His mind is as tranquil as an ancient well, having seen through much in life.

Even demons can be carefully protected, and nowadays, the demon race is no longer hostile to anyone.

"Hello, sir. We'd like to take the assessment for the Warcraft Breeding Department later."

Rance bowed respectfully to the old teacher, and Zethira shook off her stupor and quickly followed suit.

This is a Class 3 assessment, you should have seen that clearly, right This noble lady should still be in prep school, but as your Servant, you could complete the assessment for her.

The old man looked at the two of them and, from their attire, immediately understood their identities.

"Yes, we know."

Lanche confirmed.

Although both parties would receive double the academic credits if they completed the assessment, the privilege of the noble birth is that in certain subjects, the attendant can directly take the assessment on their behalf.

Seeing this, the old man nodded. He pondered for a while, even without looking at the time, he knew it was probably around now, just minutes away from the official start of the assessment.

This assessment does not require the use of force. So, if you are all ready, I can give you a rundown of the rules ahead of time.

The old man looked at the two of them and said.

Every time it's monthly assessment day, he can hardly wait for a few students willing to come to this classroom to take the assessment, especially during the first exam session.

So basically, we can just assume that only these two students participated.

Tell me more about it.

Lanche almost became Zethira's agent.

Zeesila was also perfectly fine with giving her teacher full authority to handle things for her.

All you need to do is find a child you like in the back, get their approval, play with them and feed them. Finally, complete my assignment before class ends. Basically, you need to get those children to willingly cooperate with you to complete some tasks.

The old man's words were light and airy, simple and clear.

For a beastmaster, this was a vitally important ability, though the profession is now largely out of fashion. Powerful large beasts are nearly extinct, and nowhere near as convenient to summon and control as magical card creatures.

However, in the old man's view, beasts aren't just for fighting. They can also accompany you like family and they are all very intelligent.

But soon, Zestilla's gaze drifted across these dangerous, unknown creatures, her face betraying a deep unease.

It doesn't sound difficult, but in such a short time, wanting to get along with powerful beasts is simply impossible and extremely dangerous!

The beasts seemed to sense her tension and fear at this moment. Their eyes became sharp and wary, and a warning magical ripple began to surge around some of them. A low growl emanated from their chests, like an echo from the abyss.

Zethera felt as if she stood on a prairie about to burst into flames, every heartbeat intensifying the dangerous atmosphere of mutual hostility.

"Don't be afraid, Zestila."

Lanche's voice was low and steady, like a lake undisturbed by waves.

In the heart of this storm, Lance's expression remained unchanged, still holding that peaceful and warm smile. His eyes were filled with understanding and acceptance, as if they could see through the hidden tenderness and loneliness behind these creatures.

Immediately, he walked straight towards the ferocious and powerful monsters without any caution.

The old teacher had been a little worried and wanted to remind Lance to be careful, but seeing the young man's appearance at this moment, he had just slowly raised his hand but stopped speaking.

The formal assessment period has not yet begun.

However, this doesn't prohibit contact with World of Warcraft outside of class time.

And for students willing to come to this classroom for the assessment, he was also very tolerant and hoped they would pass. As long as there were no safety hazards, he didn't mind letting students interact with the beasts.

Three updates today, and there are two more chapters to come.

(The End)

[ ]he pages lightly.He occasionally raised his head to inquire about the opinions of the two other high priests beside him, while a young knight in dark grey armor wrote down the conversation of several...