sorcerer immortal

After a while, after all the apprentices around went in, those black-robed knights mounted their horses, followed the carriage, and slowly moved forward.

a few days later.

Near noon, a strange sound gradually appeared in front of him.

It was a very large camp. In front of the camp, several wizard apprentices who were also wearing gray robes were quietly guarding there.

"Araang, are you back?"

In the distance, a voice suddenly sounded.

A middle-aged burly apprentice wizard came from a distance, followed by some people, who seemed to be bringing the apprentices.

"Sism, you're here too?" Seeing the figure approaching in the distance, Araang was a little surprised: "How's the harvest this time?"

"Don't mention it." There was a wry smile on Xisim's face: "At first, I thought I was lucky, and I ran into a few apprentices with good qualifications along the way, but I didn't expect that when I came back, I happened to run into a group of rioting sea people .Although the opponent was beaten back, these apprentices are almost dead, and only those behind me are left."

"Sea Clan?" Hearing this, Araang frowned a little: "I heard that the Sea Clan in the far sea is breaking out of civil strife, why did they come to us so well?"

"Who knows what's going on." Sism sighed, "Most of the rookies were killed or injured this time. I'm afraid I won't gain much from this mission."

"It's you, this one should have found several good seedlings."

Speaking of this, Araang showed a smile on his face: "It's okay."

At this time, the front door began to slowly open, and two gray-robed apprentices walked slowly, handing over the things in their hands to Araang and the others.

"Okay, the door is open, go in by yourself."

Holding the things in his hands, he looked at the apprentices behind him, and Araang said to them.

Chapter 65 Uraldo Academy

With a soft bang, the front door was gradually opened.

Two wizards in gray robes walked to the side silently, waiting quietly, seemingly ignoring the plans of many apprentices in front of them.

"Let's go in."

Looking around, Adier said softly.

Following the departure of several gray-robed wizards, many apprentices around looked at each other in blank dismay, then walked forward and entered the gate.

Following the flow of people, Adier and the others seemed inconspicuous and walked forward with the crowd.

After walking for a while, a little sound began to appear around.

"We're here." A low voice came from around.

Stopping in place, Adier looked forward.

In the spacious camp, there were dozens of different strongholds lined up quietly at this time, each with a different style and pattern.

In front of these strongholds, there are pieces of wooden signs with some content written on them, which seem to be introducing something.

These wooden signs are not only different in appearance and shape, but also may be different on each wooden sign, and rarely have the same text.

"Anlula, ancient Sisis, ancient Austrian..."

Looking at these signs of various shapes, Adier glanced at them casually, and saw several languages ​​from them.

Although these are common languages ​​with a wide range of uses, they are also very difficult to learn. For ordinary people, even nobles, it is considered good to be able to master one or two of them, and it is even more impossible to learn so many languages.

"That's true." Adier shook his head, a little speechless about the situation.

Although it is rumored that the wizards are all learned scholars, but in the current situation, it seems that they are sincerely embarrassing for apprentices like them.

However, in addition to the content of the text, there are also special branding patterns on the wooden sign, representing each college.

Around Adier at this time, Andrew and Sisti had already left to find the strongholds where the Tower of White Stone and the House of Chira were located.

As the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, Adier also walked forward.

Skimming one by one tents and huts along the way, Adier's eyes lit up when he was about to reach the end.

In front of a light gray stone house, a tall stone tablet stood quietly, with the pattern of a double-headed eagle engraved on the top, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the black amulet in Adier's arms.

And under the double-headed eagle group, there are a lot of words.

It was an ancient Sith language, an extremely rare language. It was said to have a long history and was widely used in the tombs of some nobles.

For this kind of writing, Adier just knew it. Although he was not proficient, with the assistance of a chip, it was not a problem to just understand some writing.

"Uraldo Academy?" Standing where he was, he murmured to himself.

The content recorded on the stele, in addition to the name of the college, also contains information about the history and founder of the college, including the types of witchcraft that the college is best at teaching, and important information such as tuition fees are all written on it.

However, Adier estimated that among the apprentices present, there should not be many who could clearly understand all the contents above.

He didn't stay where he was, and after finding the destination, he walked in directly.

The moment he stepped into the gate, a night suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the night, dots of light slowly emerged, covering the scene in front of him.

The eyes were covered by an unknown light, and in an instant, an inexplicable sense of weightlessness suddenly emerged, and the originally heavy body seemed to lose weight completely at this moment.

"Illusion?"

This thought flashed through his mind, resisting the strong discomfort in his heart, and took two steps forward.

With the high concentration of will, the unique awkward feeling gradually disappeared, and the previous sense of control over the body was regained.

"Huh? Such a strong will and spirit." A voice suddenly sounded in his ear, coming from the front.

When the night in front of him disappeared, Adier looked in front of him with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Haha, don't be nervous!"

A few meters in front of Adil, a middle-aged man with gray hair was standing, wearing a gray robe with the logo of a double-headed eagle engraved on it.

He stood there, looking at Adier with a smile on his face: "The one just now is a wizard array specially set up by the wizards of our academy. Anyone who has not recorded their mental frequencies, as long as they enter this room It will be like you just now, going through a test of will and spirit."

"This is also to judge the level of you newcomers. After all, on the path of wizards, only those with strong will and spirit can go further."

He looked at Adier in front of him, said a lot of words casually, and then looked at Adier with some admiration: "However, your speed of passing the test of will is the fastest among newcomers I have ever seen. What is your aptitude?" wait?"

"Fourth class." Looking at the person in front of him, Adier didn't feel any malice on him, so he said casually.

"cough cough..."