wizards descend to the heavens

Chapter 112 Mentor
Facts have proved that Gundry was just looking for trouble, and none of the people tested afterward encountered any pranks.

Soon it was the turn of the mixed-blood elf girl, Atlanna, a beautiful girl with sea elf blood.

I saw that Atlanna's door was slightly wrinkled, and she directly stretched her right hand into the giant mechanical mouth.

"Well, that's not bad, it turned out to be a mixed blood, with half sea elf blood and half human blood."

"The spirit is strong, the talent is outstanding, and the water element is very friendly. Well, there is another one, which is more compatible with the electric element!"

"Well, my suggestion is electrical witchcraft."

As the class-scoring face's voice fell, even the senior wizard Fenepot didn't look sideways.

After all, electric elements are also one of the rare elements, and electric wizards are often much stronger than ordinary wizards of the same level.

So being able to cultivate electric element means that this girl's talent should be unexpectedly good.

After Atlanta went down, it was Yado's turn.

Yado stepped forward, and put his left hand into the mouth of the giant mechanical face. He felt as if he had penetrated into a ball of jelly, and some kind of semi-liquid substance contained his palm.

Immediately, an indescribable itchy feeling hit my heart.

"Well, the aptitude is so poor, this is the guy with the worst aptitude I have ever seen."

"Strange, strange, but the mental strength index is not bad."

"Yeah, the fire element is very friendly, um, um, no, it's the arcane element, and the attraction of the arcane element is exuding from the whole body."

"Well, well, this is the 796th strange guy I have encountered in so many years of detection."

"Finally, the suggestion I gave was the Arcano Energy Department."

As the words of the classmate face ended, Yado felt that the feeling wrapping his arm disappeared, and then a force pushed his arm out.

"Okay, since it's all over, follow me."

The senior wizard Fenepot once again hit a yellow light on the door, and the stone door opened with a bang.

Inside the teaching area, there are wizard towers of varying heights, all in the lead-gray rock style.

In the words of the senior wizard Fenepot, that is the style that the dean of the college likes. It is a dull old antique, and he likes this more dull architectural style.

"I'm just your daily tutor, and I'm mainly responsible for the management of your choice to come to the world. Other subjects are mainly in charge of the subject tutors assigned to you by your stature."

"Oh, of course, the students of the fire department and the wind department are under my management." Fenepot said as he walked.

Soon he introduced Yado and others to the wizard tutors of their respective disciplines.

This is a small wizard tower, only about five stories high, much smaller than other wizard towers with more than ten floors.

Yado walked into the Wizard Tower, and saw an old man in a black robe sitting quietly in the lobby on the first floor, looking at him quietly with a pair of cloudy and empty eyes, without any emotion in his eyes.

In front of this old man in black robe was a crystal ball full of psychedelic brilliance.

"Haha, new apprentice, what do you think this is?" A stiff smile appeared on the face of the old man in black robe, and he pointed at the crystal ball in front of him.

Yado stepped forward and stared at the crystal ball intently. Soon he felt dizzy.

Immediately, he felt a strong lavender halo, and his will continued to leap towards the high altitude above, continuously upwards, until he came to the gate of a palace that shone with crystal clear purple.

Before he could take a closer look, he felt a feeling of extreme fatigue coming from his spirit.

In an instant, his head was dizzy, and he was already awake.

"Oh, what did you see?" the old man in black robe asked.

"A purple palace," Yado said.

"Well, the purple palace." The old man in black robe pondered for a moment, and then said: "It seems that you are not suitable for divination and prediction, but you are suitable for ruling!"

"Here, engrave this rune into the spiritual sea."

After that, a piece of parchment that also exuded lavender floated in front of Yado.

Yado subconsciously picked up the parchment, and when he looked up, he saw that the black-robed old man had disappeared at some point.

Only the words "Remember, my name is Ali Alat, this is the end of today's class, when you successfully engrave this rune, we will continue the class."

Well, Yaduo was speechless when he encountered such a casual mentor.

Until now, he only knew the other person's name, and he disappeared before even saying a few words.

Moreover, he had no idea how to inscribe the runes and what precautions there were.

How is this not at all the same as the college life I imagined? One is an irresponsible tutor who looks like a magic stick, and the other is the last-to-last supervisor.

After the black-robed instructor Ariarat left, Yado wandered around the wizard tower for a while, but did not find the stairs going up.

And the first floor was empty, except for some tables and chairs, there was nothing else.

Seeing this, Yado couldn't help but slander.

"No wonder I left without saying anything. It turns out that this place is completely clean."

Afterwards, Yado found nothing, so he could only leave here and return to the dormitory area along the same road.

Because there are not many apprentices, everyone is a separate courtyard with a separate spell training room.

This spell training room is not big, but it is enough for prospective apprentices like Yado and the others.

It is covered with a layer of Acarian witchcraft alloy, which is a special alloy derived from the world of Acaria.

It can defend against all spells below the second level, so for Yado, who is at the apprentice level, this alloy is completely sufficient.

Yado even suspected that these alloys should be mainly used to prevent accidents when their wizard apprentices were practicing.

Yado sat down and took out the scroll.

This rune is called control, which is the only information Yado knows, and control should be a relatively rare type, at least much less than divination and prophecy.

As Yado opened the scroll, a handful of faint purple halos began to flow, and then this halo hit his head before Yado could react.

Immediately, a torrent of information exploded in his head. This torrent of information came and went quickly, and Yado reacted instantly.

(End of this chapter)