In the free wizarding world, gun battles happen every day

Following the guidance cursor in the passage, Weston gathered in front of an exit in the middle level of the airship Thunder Sound.

The exit of the airship passengers uses a short-distance directional space transmission magic circle, which avoids the shortcomings of the airship's opening causing the airship's hull durability to decrease.

When the airship stopped, the space-time wizard working on the airship came forward to adjust the wizard's array. After adjusting the time-space nodes of the wizard's array in the waiting hall, the indicator lights around the wizard's array lit up green. traffic lights.

"Come forward one by one and teleport nine people at a time. Stand in the marked circle and don't move. The yellow flash will start to inject your magic power into the magic circle under your feet. Don't panic."

The time wizard uses a small wizard to spread his voice to all the loudspeakers in the channel.

Repeatedly repeating the precautions for the space teleportation witch formation.

Like Weston, those queuing up in this passage were all freshmen who had just graduated from the Combat Wizard Academy.

In the Combat Wizard Academy, everyone has taken relevant courses and understands the precautions for the space teleportation wizard formation.

The queue began to move forward, and the new combat wizards at the front stepped onto the wizard formation one by one and stood in the nine small circles marked with conspicuous colors in the center.

After the nine people stood in position, as the time and space wizard activated the witchcraft formation, the indicators around the witchcraft formation lit up with yellow warning lights.

The nine newcomers poured their witchcraft power into the witchcraft formation with all their strength. When the witchcraft power filled the witchcraft formation, a burst of space fluctuations occurred, and the nine people disappeared into the witchcraft formation amidst the howling wind.

They were all qualified graduates who had received systematic training from the Combat Wizard Academy. The teleportation went quickly, and Weston stepped into the teleportation witch formation.

His eyes were fixed on the indicator light beside him. The moment it turned from green to yellow, Weston injected his witchcraft power into the witchcraft formation at his feet.

The spatial fluctuation transfer with a straight-line distance of no more than 100 meters only takes a short moment.

Weston, who had no talent for time and space witchcraft, could not feel any spatial fluctuations. He just appeared in a closed room with a blur in front of his eyes.

In addition to the time and space wizard who controls the teleportation wizard array, there is also a team of fully armed mechanical wizards in the room.

Weston and others were scolded loudly by the time and space wizard, and they quickly walked out of the witch formation, not to delay the transmission of the next group of people.

Weston and others who walked down were guided by the armed mechanical wizards, came out of the door and walked into a long passage.

Weston and others lined up to pass through this passage one by one. Various witchcraft detection lights flashing in the passage swept across Weston and others one by one.

This is to detect whether there are some weird existences among Weston and others.

Although the airship is tightly protected, all kinds of strange existences outside the territory are still difficult to guard against. Everyone coming from outside the territory must be strictly screened to prevent people who are possessed by strange things or transformed from sneaking into the wizard tower.

Especially for strangers like Weston who came here for the first time, no one had ever seen them before, so it was difficult to notice anything strange about their behavior.

However, Weston and others passed through the passage smoothly, and no one triggered the detection alarm.

After walking out of the passage, a guidance platform appeared in front of Weston.

Behind the guidance desk is a mechanical puppet. Under the guidance of this mechanical puppet, the newcomers who lined up walked out one by one through the three doors behind him according to the professional template system.

Weston also pushed open the door marked with the magic gun emblem and walked in.

Mechanical wizards are divided into three major schools. They are the magic firearms school, the magic mecha school, and the mechanic school.

Behind three doors marked with different logos are the professional guilds of the three major schools.

The newcomers who have just arrived will complete the registration of the professional guild with the help of the people from the professional guild, and start their professional career here with the help of the professional guild agent.

Weston pushed the door open and walked in. He saw more than a hundred people gathered in the wide steel hall, sitting in booths and talking.

And above the steel hall, a string of wizard words composed of light and shadow floated.

Caliber is justice, range represents justice.

Magic Gun Guild welcomes you to join!

"Caliber is justice, range represents justice!"

A man with a mechanical eye in one eye and a monocle in the other eye, wearing a clean white suit, looked at Weston and asked with a smile.

"You know, there are the Mecha Guild and the Mechanic Guild next door and the last two sentences of this sentence."

In his previous life on Earth, Weston, who had seen similar words, asked in unison.

"Oh, what are the last two sentences?"

"The Mecha Guild maintains freedom with maneuverability, and the armor guards peace. The Mechanics Guild brings the dawn with gears, and the turret creates truth."

Caliber is justice, range represents justice. Mobility maintains freedom, armor guards peace. Gears bring dawn, turrets create truth.

After Weston thought silently in his heart, he agreed with this sentence with some emotion.

These concepts may have been somewhat controversial in previous lives on Earth.

After all, the colonial era of powerful powers has passed. In the post-21st century world, even the United States, the world hegemon, has to use the banner of democracy and freedom to cover up its shame in everything it does.

But in this wizarding world, where humans have to use guns and witchcraft to fight for every bit of survival resources and compete with alien races, this sentence seems very correct.

Weston thought of similar words said by another great man on Earth in his previous life.

"Dignity is only above the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon."

"That's right. Your understanding is correct. It seems that you should be able to adapt to life outside the academy quickly."

The visitor stretched out his right hand and said to Weston.

"Get to know me, I am Mike, the agent assigned to you by the Magic Gun Guild."

Weston held the other person's hand, looked directly into the other person's scrutinizing eyes and said, "Hello, I am Weston."

After shaking hands and greetings, manager Mai Ke guided Weston to an empty booth and sat down.

"According to the rules of our Magic Gun Guild, the agent and the gunman are two-way choices. If you are satisfied with me, I will register the guild file for you and register you as a gunman under my name."

Weston spread his hands and said, "Okay, I have no objection."

"Okay, we both have no objections, then I'll get started."

Agent Mike took out a system terminal from his pocket, asked for Weston's information, and entered it into the Magic Gun Guild system bit by bit.

After all, Weston is a man of two generations, not an ordinary newcomer who is physically mature but has only five years of experience.

Weston was pretty good in his previous life and had seen countless people of all kinds.

The agent Mai Ke in front of him is definitely a big shot.

As Weston followed him from the door to here, the agents in the booths chatting with the newcomers to register for the guild could see the look in their eyes on this Mike.

The two of them were chatting while entering Weston's various information into the guild system one by one.

Weston was also chatting, inquiring about various information with the agent, and understanding the basic knowledge that he, a newcomer, lacked.