Have you ever been a witch? Take this fireball!

The events in Chapter 62 have temporarily ended.

Elor and Lyons were coaxed by Dorothy's words.

Of course, they didn't pursue the matter further because they saw that Dorothy was alright.

However, the next day, the City of Apprentices announced that classes could resume as normal.

A loudspeaker was hanging on the gold-plated vehicle.

"Starting tomorrow, all magic towers will resume normal classes. Apprentices who have not yet completed their studies, please continue to go and learn."

"Starting tomorrow, all magic towers will resume normal classes. Apprentices who have not yet completed their studies, please continue to go and learn."

Dorothy pushed open the door and watched the alchemical carriage drive away.

I never expected that such an explosion would happen just last night, and today we are being notified that classes can proceed as normal.

"Where is the murderer who killed the teaching assistant? Where is the suspect who caused the explosion? Are they just being ignored?"

Dorothy was a little confused about what the people of the Apprentice City were thinking.

"Even if these haven't been found, what about the casualties last night? So many people died in the explosion, isn't there even any explanation?"

At that moment, Leona walked up behind Dorothy and overheard her mutterings.

"Last night's explosion likely affected civilian apprentices."

Leonce made this judgment.

"Is that so..."

Dorothy felt her whole body go limp for a moment, as if she had lost all her strength. If that was the case, she still couldn't understand...

Of course, Dorothy wouldn't shout, "Don't commoners' lives matter?" as she might not understand.

When Dorothy transmigrated here, she had already experienced the hierarchy between lords and subjects.

Then I witnessed the difference between people with extraordinary abilities and ordinary people.

She knew that this rule was the underlying principle of this world.

The City of Apprentices probably viewed those commoner apprentices much like how Elor once encountered a band of bandits composed of commoners.

clap clap!

Dorothy reached out and slapped her cheeks twice.

"I learned magic to become stronger precisely to escape this situation."

Dorothy turned to look at Elor's room on the second floor.

"Things in the City of Apprentices have calmed down, so now only one last problem remains."

Will Elor be taken away by the Ryan family?

Dorothy looked at her stats and added the new attribute points to Intelligence.

[Wisdom: 144]

"16 points to go..."

"The time when I can be seated at the table won't be long."

Dorothy withdrew her gaze and walked towards the kitchen.

Since classes won't start until tomorrow, and the City of Apprentices has temporarily quieted down, Dorothy's task for today is to stay in her room and copy the spellbook.

Loel, on the other hand, would occasionally stroll over to Dorothy's bedroom.

"Oh dear, little Dorothy, are you copying from a magic book? Look, here's some freshly cut fruit, have a taste."

After a period of time.

"Huh? You haven't finished copying it yet? Let me see. Are you copying the 'Earth Blade Spell'? I remember that it's a spell that gathers earth elements from the ground to create sturdy weapons, and it's related to Earth Spikes."

These two books are new ones that Dorothy has just received; she copied the previous five books in just over twenty days.

Elor casually flipped through the magic book and then walked away.

But she came in again not long after.

With a bang, Elor pushed open the door.

She was holding a broom and wearing a dust-proof headscarf.

"Hey, your room hasn't been cleaned in ages, has it? I'll come and give it a tidy."

As she spoke, Elor began sweeping the floor on her own.

Dorothy felt somewhat helpless; at that moment, Elor resembled a parent checking if their child was studying diligently.

Dorothy stopped writing, shifted her position slightly, and turned to look at Elor.

"Erol, I won't run away today, so you don't need to keep bothering me."

"Forehead……"

Elor stopped sweeping and looked somewhat awkwardly at Dorothy, who looked helpless.

Elor gripped the broom with both hands, looking down somewhat helplessly. She knew it was wrong to keep bothering Dorothy like this, but she just couldn't shake her unease.

Dorothy sighed, stood up, walked over to Elor, opened her arms, and hugged her.

"I'm sorry for making you worry."

Dorothy could feel that Elor stiffened for a moment after she apologized.

Before Elor could say anything, Dorothy released her embrace and sat back down in her seat.

"Alright, Elor, I still have two magic books I haven't finished copying."

Elor looked at Dorothy, who had returned to her desk, opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing. She picked up a broom, left the bedroom, and closed the door.

Leonse sat on the sofa in the living room, holding a cup of black tea, and glanced at Elor, who was coming down from the second floor.

"You were kicked out?"

Elor shook his head.

"No, Dorothy is very gentle."

"Sigh!" Lyons shook her head and sighed as she saw Elor's dejected appearance.

To be honest, seeing how much Elor cared for Dorothy, Leona felt a pang of jealousy.

"Sit down and have a cup of black tea, relax."

Leonce poured Elor a cup of black tea and pushed the box of pastries in front of her toward Elor.

"Thanks."

Elor sat down, picked up his black tea, and took a sip.

The subtle sweetness spread in her mouth, which indeed calmed Elor down considerably.

knock knock knock.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Leons raised her hand to stop Elor from getting up and said softly, "I'll go open the door."

As he spoke, he got up and pushed open the door.

Elor took another sip of black tea with a relaxed expression, just as they heard voices outside.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Elor de Lane's residence?"

"Yes."

"Oh, here is a letter from Elor Dee Lane."

"..."

When Elor heard that the letter was addressed to her, her eyes widened instantly.

At that moment, Leonce walked in with the envelope.

"Erol..."

Leonce's expression was not good, because the sealing wax on the envelope in her hand had the crest of the Ryan family on it.

Elor took the envelope, took a deep breath, and opened it directly.

He took out the letter and quickly scanned its contents.

After reading it all, Elor closed her eyes.

When Leon saw Elor's expression, her heart skipped a beat.

"Is there something you need from the Ryan family?"

Elor didn't speak, but simply handed the letter to Leonse.

Leonce grabbed the letter and looked at it immediately.

After he finished reading the entire content, his expression turned just as bad as Elor's.

"Are they planning to call you back now?"

Leonce's tone was full of reluctance.

"The explosion happened last night, and they've already sent me a letter telling me to go back today. The news travels fast," Elor said with a hint of helplessness.

"They gave me five days to go back. If I don't go back on my own, they'll use a teleportation array to come and ask me to go back."

Elor slumped onto the sofa.

Leonce lowered her head, and the entire living room fell silent.

After a moment, Elor forced himself to stay alert and said, "Never mind, I've had a very happy two years in the City of Apprentices."

Leonce shook her head, folded the letter, put it in her pocket, and turned to walk out the door.

"I'll go find my brother; he should still be able to stall for some time."

"I won't let you go back to the Ryan family like this."

As soon as she finished speaking, Leonce disappeared from the room.