Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

"Teacher, please."

Soya handed over a few skewers of grilled meat with a grin, though they weren't grilled very well.

He then handed the most successful strings to Wu Tongxue.

Wu Tongxue accepted all the food offered, saying, "Suoya, you haven't eaten yet, you should eat something to fill your stomach."

The scene was strangely harmonious.

Alvis watched coldly as Soya continued to fawn over Wu Tongxue. Even a blind man could tell what he was thinking. His sense of crisis grew, because Wu Tongxue treated Soya very well.

Wu Tongxue: Who would have bad intentions towards a cook!

Wu Tongxue ate to her heart's content, her belly round and full. She turned to look at Alvis and Soya, who had already finished eating, and asked, "Shall we go back now?"

Alvis turned around from the gust of wind, flicked his sleeve, and a magic circle on the ground lit up. "It's time to go back."

Soya appeared out of thin air in the magic academy office.

“Oh, God of Light above, He must have heard our prayers and sent the students back to us.”

"Soya, are you alright?"

Did you see anyone else?

The few remaining professors in the office gathered around.

Soya only felt the noise, and when he turned his head, he saw that he was indeed all alone.

That scheming and jealous third party, Alvis, eloped with his wife!

His eyes are like a ruler; no one can hide their feelings for his wife from him!

“There’s someone else. Wu Tongxue was with me, but he didn’t come back with me. I suspect there’s something wrong with Instructor Alvis’s teleportation array.”

The instructors shut their noisy mouths.

Soya's identity was unusual, and after careful consideration, they raised some minor questions.

"Really? The vice dean is highly skilled in magic and wouldn't make such a mistake."

"It's impossible for Alvis to make a mistake."

In just a short time, Alvis had already won over most of the people at the magic academy.

By the God of Light, Alvis's magical elements of light are so abundant that no follower of the God of Light can refuse such a Alvis.

Soya nodded matter-of-factly, "Of course, otherwise how would you explain that only one of us went back to school?"

The mentors reluctantly believed it to some extent.

"Oh, that's terrible. Let's quickly search other parts of the academy. It's possible that we've been teleported to another part of the school."

"Come on, old folks, use your magic."

Soya followed behind, raising an eyebrow. Trying to separate them was simply a pipe dream!

He was determined to ruin any opportunity for other people to spend time with their wives.

the other side.

Wright is going absolutely crazy!

Alvis, that despicable scoundrel, uses the same shameful methods as always.

When he arrived at the wasteland, weary from his journey, there was only an extinguished fire on the ground, the ashes still radiating warmth, and a gust of wind carrying the aroma of roasted meat, all of which indicated what had happened here before!

He couldn't even catch up with the tail.

Wright gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so hard that if Alvis were in front of him right now, he would have punched the heart of the God of Light to pieces.

Is it reasonable for a god of light, who symbolizes light, to use methods even more despicable than a demon king?!

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Today is the Elven Flower Festival, an annual event where all elves can exchange flowers, and the most popular elf is determined by the number of flowers received.

They also welcome outsiders to participate and will symbolically present friendly outsiders with a bouquet of elven flowers, a unique symbol of the elven race.

The Fairy Forest is teeming with busy fairies, wearing flower wreaths and colorful clothes. Tiny flower fairies flutter their translucent wings and dance around the forest.

It was bustling with activity, with people coming and going.

Wu Tongxue was flattered and accepted another flower from the fairy. "Thank you, the flower is very beautiful."

The elf said shyly, "You too." Then she turned and ran away, covering her face.

Alvis: ...

Is this the noble, aloof, elegant, and reserved Elf race?