With a slight sound, the door in front slowly opened.
Two wizards in gray robes quietly walked to the side and waited quietly, seemingly ignoring the plans of the many apprentices in front of them.
"Let's go in."
Looking around, Athir said softly.
As several gray-robed wizards left, the apprentices around them looked at each other, then walked forward and entered the gate.
Following the flow of people, Atier and his companions appeared inconspicuous and walked forward with the crowd.
After walking for a while, some noises began to appear around us.
"We're here." A low cry came from all around.
Stopping where he was, Athir looked forward.
In the spacious camp, there were dozens of different strongholds quietly arranged in it, each with a different style and pattern.
In front of these strongholds, there are wooden signs with some words written on them, which seem to be introducing something.
Not only do these wooden signs have different looks and shapes, but each sign may also have different words on it, and there are very few that have the same words.
"Anrula, Sissis, Ancient Ao..."
Looking at these signs of various shapes, Atier glanced at them casually and saw several languages.
Although these are common languages with a wide range of uses, they are also very difficult to learn. For ordinary people, even nobles, it would be good enough to master one or two of them, let alone learn so many languages.
"That's true." Athir shook his head, speechless about the situation.
Although it was rumored that wizards were all knowledgeable scholars, the current situation seemed like they were deliberately making things difficult for their apprentices.
However, in addition to the text content, there are also special branding patterns on the wooden sign, representing each college.
At this time, around Athir, Andrew and Sisti had already left to look for the stronghold where the White Stone Tower and Chila's House were located.
As the crowd around him gradually dispersed, Athir also walked forward.
Passing by tents and huts along the way, when he was about to reach the end, Athir's eyes lit up.
In front of a light gray stone house, a tall stone tablet stood quietly, with a double-headed eagle pattern engraved on the top, which was exactly the same as the pattern on the black amulet in Athir's arms.
And below the double-headed eagle, there is a large amount of text.
That is ancient Sissy, an extremely obscure language. It is said to have a long history and is widely used in the tombs of some nobles.
Athir happened to be familiar with this kind of text. Although he was not proficient in it, with the help of the chip, it was not a problem for him to just read some of the text.
"Uraldo College?" He said to himself while standing there.
In addition to the name of the academy, the stone tablet also contains information about the academy's history and founder, including the types of witchcraft that the academy is best at teaching, as well as important information such as tuition fees.
However, Atier estimated that among the apprentices present, there would be few who could understand all the contents above.
Without staying where he was, he walked straight in after finding his destination.
The moment I stepped through the gate, a night sky suddenly appeared in front of me. In the night sky, bits of light slowly emerged, covering the scene in front of me.
An unknown light blocked my vision, and in an instant, an inexplicable feeling of weightlessness suddenly emerged, and my originally heavy body seemed to have completely lost its weight.
"Hallucination?"
This thought flashed through his mind, and he took two steps forward, suppressing the strong feeling of discomfort in his heart.
As my will became highly concentrated, that unique awkward feeling gradually disappeared, and I regained the sense of control over my body that I had before.
"Huh? What a strong will and spirit." A voice suddenly sounded in my ears, coming from the front.
When the night before him disappeared, Athir looked ahead with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
"Haha, don't be nervous!"
A few meters in front of Athir, there stood a middle-aged man with pale hair. He was wearing a gray robe with the symbol of a double-headed eagle engraved on it.
He stood there, looking at Athir with a smile on his face: "What happened just now was a magic array specially set up by the wizards of our academy. Anyone who has not had their spiritual frequency recorded will undergo a test of will and spirit as long as they enter this room, just like you just did."
"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, right?"
He looked at Athir in front of him and said a lot of things casually, and then looked at Athir with some admiration: "But the speed at which you passed the will test is the fastest among the newcomers I have ever seen. What is your qualification?"
"Fourth class." Looking at the man in front of him, Athir felt no malice towards him, so he said casually.
"Ahem…"
A cough suddenly came from in front of him. Under Athir's gaze, the gray-robed man in front of him had no awareness of being a wizard at all. He looked at Athir with some disbelief: "Wait, what level did you say?"
Looking at the other party's reaction, Athir was speechless: "What's wrong?"
"Oh, it's okay." Under Athir's gaze, the gray-robed man in front of him suddenly smiled: "Since you have entered here, you must want to join our academy, right?"
At this point, he looked at Athir nervously. After seeing Athir nod, he immediately shouted behind him: "Xikumu, come out quickly, a newcomer with fourth-level qualifications is here!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps were suddenly heard in the distance.
An old man in a gray robe with dishevelled clothes asked loudly, "Amaro, where is the newcomer?"
He took two steps before he saw Athir in front of him, and he couldn't help but look at him with burning eyes.
Looking at this scene and feeling the other party's fiery gaze, Athir couldn't help but twitch his mouth, a little confused about the situation.
From what he knew, fourth-class qualifications were indeed rare, and they would certainly be welcomed to a certain extent, but the two wizards should not have become like this.
Seeing the doubt in Athir's eyes, Amaro smiled bitterly in front of him: "Don't be surprised, because of some special reasons, we rarely recruit new people this year."
He had no intention of deceiving Athir, and slowly told him the reason.
It turned out that as representatives sent by the wizarding organization, they themselves had certain tasks and needed to recruit a certain number of students.
But this year, for unknown reasons, a large number of sea creatures flocked to the nearby waters and destroyed several ships that the wizards had sent out to recruit apprentices, greatly reducing the number of apprentices coming here this year.
The two of them have been here for more than half a month, but have not been able to recruit many new people so far, and are unable to fill this year's quota.
Atier was a potential newcomer with fourth-class qualifications. Recruiting just one of him was equivalent to recruiting ten ordinary apprentices. Naturally, Amaro and the other two paid attention to him.
After saying this, under Athir's gaze, Xikum took out a contract beside Amaro and placed it on the wooden table in front of him.
"This is the enrollment contract. You can take a look at the clauses on it. It's written in ancient Sis language. Can you understand it?"
Feeling the gazes of the two people opposite him, Athir nodded slightly.
"That's good. This can save me a lot of trouble." Amaro said on the opposite side.
Under the gaze of the two, Athir gently picked up the contract in his hand.
The content of the contract is not complicated. It only stipulates a few general clauses and does not include too many cumbersome things.
"Also, tuition still needs to be paid. As stated in the contract, it costs two magic stones per year."
Standing in the distance, Amaro said, "This price is very fair. There are few colleges around here that offer lower prices than this."
"Of course, as a newcomer with fourth-class qualifications, you will definitely get some benefits. Maybe even tuition waivers are possible."
At this time, Xikumu on the side also spoke up: "But those need to go to the academy headquarters and apply for admission. We two third-class apprentices are not qualified yet."
"How is it? Any questions?" he asked.
"No more." Standing there, Athir thought for a while, and finally did not choose to take out the certificate in his arms now, but shook his head and said.