The Wizard World

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It took more than ten days. The ship finally landed again. Yuri and Willett disembarked with several other apprentices and followed the people waiting on the shore.

There were only apprentices on the ship who were in Anglia and two other countries that they did not know. Then there is the black robe.

The four men continued to sail for two days and arrived at the final destination, Aikenhain. It means the land of the rising sun.

"This is the final destination. Let's get off the boat." The black robe man pressed the switch on the side of the ship. The thick and wide board of the ship suddenly fell down and landed on the bridge below.

"There are two wizarding organizations here: Ram's academy, and Liliado's hut. You go with the signpost yourself. It's very close to the wizard's place of residence, and there is nothing unusually dangerous."

After getting off the boat, the black robe man explained a few words and threw the three on the coast. I got on the boat and left quickly.

The entire coast is empty, and the morning sun shines on the beach, reflecting a large piece of golden gravel.

Angliel looked at the other two and didn't talk. Turn around and head in the inland direction. He noticed that there was a trace of the trail that was often worn on the ground, and not far from the coconut grove, there was a vague sign. A man in a gray robes is standing there quietly waiting for them.

After half an hour...

Under the leadership of a gray-nosed man, Angley stood in front of the ruins of a huge ancient city.

The ruined wall surface of the ancient city gives the nausea of ​​the inner wall of the sewer pipe, grayish black, covered with blue-green plant vines. Some huge black stout roots wrap around the road. The sky whispers from time to time.

"This is the place where Ram answered the college. You are here, you two, continue to follow me." The man who led the way said faintly.

Anglia stood in the same place and watched the three people walk away. The location where he stood was a stone bridge on the outside of the ancient city. At the foot are all small gray stones and fresh green moss.

Angliel walked a distance and pulled the magic ring hanging from his chest. Take it carefully. Place it on a stone brick platform to the left of the city gate.

In the rush, a black crow flew down and stood on the platform. The scarlet eyes stared at the ring and gently flicked it with his paws.

"Young people are newcomers. New blood." The crow spoke up. The sound reveals a sense of vicissitudes. Very sharp, like talking with a donkey. "I am the caretaker Moroge. Since you have the demonized items, you can go in according to the rules. There have been no newcomers from there for a few years." It turned to look at Angri, saying, Angmar.

"It's nice to meet you, the caretaker Morrog." Anglia took a ritual to the crow before he carefully took the ring back and put it on his neck again. "I am in."

He walked into the gate of the city, and behind him came the sound of the crow flapping his wings.

The entire ancient city is like a sand pile model made of khaki sand. On the wall, on the building, there are traces of weathering everywhere, and small holes like sand are everywhere. Angliel felt like he was walking into the ruins of the city of ancient Egypt. In addition to the yellow sand color, the yellow sand color.

A gust of wind blew and a layer of yellow dust rolled up on the ground. A few pieces of dry leaves floated in the wind. Rolling a few turns, squatting on the black boots of Angri.

"Are you new to the newcomer?" A strange male voice came from the far left of Anglia.

He looked at the sound. A tall man in a gray robe stood at the corner and beckoned at him.

The man's shoulders are wide, his hair is scattered, his face is full of flesh, and he doesn't look like an apprentice or a wizard. It is more like a plateau barbarian in a biography. "Morocco has informed me. Are you holding a token from our college?"

Angliel walked quickly and nodded. Remove the gemstone ring from the neck and hand it to him.

The man took a look and looked carefully. "It's a pity that it's a swift ring. It seems to have special skills. But it's broken. It looks like it can't be fixed." He shook his head in regret. Return the ring to Angri.

"Follow me, I will take you to the college. There are quite a lot of students enrolled this year. Counting you already have more than 20, but if you take a boat from across the sea, you are really one."

"Yes? But isn't this in the college?" Angley looked around. In addition to the gray robe man, there is no other figure.

"How can our college be built in this ruin? Even if it fades, it will not reach this point. My name is Elounda, you can call me Ai Luo, who is responsible for picking up newcomers from the women department."

"My name is Angri, is Ello brother? You can call my full name." Angrily replied politely.

"Don't, I am an apprentice like you, and don't call me a big brother. I just turned 14 this year." Ai Luo dissatisfied and glanced at Anglia.

Fourteen....

Angile silently looked at the appearance of Ai Luo again.

With a height of more than two meters, the shoulders are wide and wide, which is equivalent to two of his weight. A vicissitude of flesh and blood, the eyes are fierce. Walk the road to step by step. It seems that the weight is also about three hundred pounds.....

"Good... well, Aylow, I am so okay?"

"Yes." Eloton was cold. It seems that I am very dissatisfied with Angley calling his eldest brother.

After the two went one after the other, they turned seven or eight bends in the city and finally walked into a small house. A raised underground passage stands in the middle of the small house. The gate is two black slate with two yellow-green diamond-shaped gems on top. There is a fist size.

Ai Luo went to the door and bowed his head and made a weird gesture.

"Elroda Simba." He whispered.

With a bang, Shimen slowly opened inward. A ladder leading to the underground below is exposed. On both sides of the wall of the ladder, there is a pair of burning torches at intervals, and the entire passage is illuminated very brightly.

Elroda strode in. Angrid followed closely.

Just a few steps into it, the sound of Shimen slowly closing behind him.

The passage is made of gray small stone bricks of the size of the palm, and the walls look like some years. Some stone bricks also lack some gaps. The ground is also such a gray stone brick. It’s very flat when you step on it.

The two walked in the passage, and the torchlight on the wall reflected the entire passage into a beating yellow. A stream of warm air continued to blow from obliquely below. There is a taste that can not be said by Anglia. Not bad, but not good, a bit like a mixture of musty and osmanthus.

Going a distance. Elodar only spoke again. "You are lucky. According to the row of wheels, I was assigned to a mentor, so I came out to pick you up. We are a tutor's student in the future."

"Yes? Wheels? Is it a rotation to assign new people?" Angley asked casually.

"Yeah, hand the list to the instructor in advance, then reorder the numbers and sort them by the wheels to the various instructors. This is relatively fair." Elounda explained. "We are reporting directly to the mentor first. At the beginning, the instructor will allow you to choose a study project. It is not a free basic subject, but a fee-based project. It reminds you that it is best to consider it carefully. This is a rare opportunity. If you want to do it later, you can only use the magic stone or complete the task to change the record point."

"Thank you for reminding me." Although Anglia heard the fog, he also heard that Elounda was kindly reminding him to keep it in his heart.

Both of them stopped talking, and they went forward with a hard head. Cross the stone brick passage and turn left for a distance. Walk through two forks. Finally came to a dark corridor full of rooms. At the end of the corridor, there is the largest room, and the door is closed.

Elounda took Angrid to the end of the room and tapped the door.

"Teacher, my newcomer in this issue has come again. I brought him over."

"Come in." A sly voice came from inside.

With a bang, the door was automatically opened.

Elroda opened the door and took Anglia into the room.

This is a study similar to the ordinary nobility. In the middle of the room, on the side of two large bookshelves, a large black robe was facing the two, with a hood, and a thick dictionary-like book in his hand was being read.

"This newcomer? Is this new person assigned to me?" The voice of the black robe was unexpectedly sweet, and it was a bit of a young girl voice.

"Yes."

The candlestick on the table exploded a little.

"Take him to Fedoni, my time is up."

"Yes."

Anglia looked at Eloda and nodded, turned and walked outside the door. Also have to follow. Inadvertently, he looked back again.

The black robe has turned around and slowly raised his head.

A smiling face of a cognac wife is printed in the sight of Anglia. What is even more chilling is that her left eye has no eyeballs, but a brass pocket watch. A scar was drawn diagonally in the middle of the face, and the needles were sewn on the edges, like a corpse doll stitched up with needles. Without needlework, it will fall into pieces of meat.

Anglia pressed down the fear in his heart. Twisted his head.

Will you study under this horrible wizard in the future?

Even if I passed through and killed so many people, Angile at this time couldn’t help but have some drums in my heart. This kind of character is definitely one of the best images in the horror film of the earth.

"Is it scared? Oh, Liliana's mentor is actually being retorted in a spell experiment, and the body has been traumatized, and it has become what it is now." Elounda, who led the way, explained. "In fact, the mentor is very good. When you give lectures to everyone, it is the most patient. Although there are very few apprentices who are willing to go to her class." The apprentice of the gray robe is helpless.

"Is it?" Anglia barely squeezed a smile.

This kind of mentor is like a corpse stitched up by needlework. If an apprentice is willing to go to her, it is called a ghost...

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