Wizard Immortal

Chapter 65 Uraldo Academy

With a soft sound, the door in front slowly opened.

Two wizards dressed in gray robes silently walked to the side and waited quietly, seemingly having no intention of paying attention to the many apprentices in front of them.

"Let's go in."

Looking around, Adir spoke softly.

As the gray-robed wizards departed, the surrounding apprentices exchanged bewildered glances before stepping forward and entering the large gate.

Following the flow of people, Adir and his companions remained inconspicuous as they walked forward with the crowd.

After walking for a while, some sounds began to appear around us.

"We've arrived." A low whisper came from the surroundings.

Adir stopped in place and looked ahead.

In the spacious camp, dozens of different outposts were once quietly arranged, each with its own unique style and pattern.

In front of these outposts, there were wooden plaques with some text written on them, which seemed to be introducing something.

These wooden plaques not only differ in appearance and shape, but each plaque may also have different characters, with very few being identical.

"Anlurian, Sisyphus, Ancient Austen..."

Looking at these signs of various shapes, Adir glanced at them casually and saw that they were in several languages.

Although these are all widely used general languages, they are also very difficult to learn. Ordinary people, even nobles, would be considered good if they could master one or two of them, let alone learn so many.

"That's really true." Adir shook his head, somewhat speechless at the situation.

Although wizards are rumored to be learned scholars, the current situation seems to be deliberately making things difficult for these apprentices.

In addition to the text, the wooden plaques also have special branded patterns representing the various colleges.

Meanwhile, Andrew and Cisti had already left Adir to search for the stronghold where the White Stone Tower and the House of Chira were located.

As the surrounding crowd gradually dispersed, Adir walked forward.

As they passed one tent and hut after another, Adir's eyes lit up as they were about to reach the end of the road.

In front of a pale gray stone house, a tall stone tablet stood silently, with a double-headed eagle pattern carved at the top, exactly the same as the pattern on the black amulet in Adir's arms.

Below the double-headed eagle group was a large amount of text.

That was ancient Hebrew, an extremely rare script that is said to have a long history and was widely used in the tombs of some nobles.

Adir happened to recognize this script. Although he wasn't an expert, with the help of the chip, he could still understand some of the characters without much trouble.

"Uraldo Academy?" he muttered to himself, standing still.

The inscription on the stone tablet, besides the name of the academy, also includes information about its history and founders, the types of witchcraft the academy specializes in teaching, and important details such as tuition fees.

However, Adir estimated that among the apprentices present, very few would be able to decipher all the contents.

Without lingering, he went straight inside after finding his destination.

The moment I stepped through the gate, a night suddenly appeared before me, and within the darkness, tiny lights slowly emerged, enveloping the scene ahead.

An unknown light blocked their view, and in an instant, a strange sense of weightlessness suddenly appeared. Their originally heavy bodies seemed to have completely lost their weight.

"Hallucination?"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he forced himself to endure the intense discomfort in his heart and took two steps forward.

As my will became highly focused, that unique, awkward feeling slowly disappeared, and I regained the sense of control I had over my body.

"Huh? Such a powerful will and spirit." A voice suddenly rang in my ears, coming from ahead.

As the night faded, Adir looked ahead, a hint of wariness in his eyes.

"Haha, don't be nervous!"

A few meters in front of Adir stood a middle-aged man with white hair, wearing a gray robe with a double-headed eagle emblem.

He stood there, looking at Adir with a smile on his face: "That was a magic array specially set up by the wizards of our academy. Anyone whose mental frequency has not been recorded will undergo a test of will and spirit, just like you just did, as soon as they enter this room."

"This is also to assess the level of you newcomers. After all, on the path of a wizard, only those with strong will and spirit can go further, right?"

He looked at Adir in front of him and casually said a lot of things, then looked at Adir with some admiration: "However, the speed at which you passed the willpower test is the fastest I've seen among newcomers. What level is your aptitude?"

"Fourth class." Looking at the person in front of him, Adir felt no malice from him, so he said casually.

"Cough cough..."

A cough suddenly came from in front of him. Under Adir's gaze, the gray-robed man showed no awareness of his status as a wizard, looking at Adir with some disbelief: "Wait, what level did you say?"

Seeing the other person's reaction, Adir was speechless: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Under Adir's gaze, the gray-robed man suddenly smiled. "Now that you've come here, you must want to join our academy, right?"

At this point, he looked at Adir somewhat nervously, and after seeing Adir nod, he immediately shouted behind him, "Sikum, come out quickly! A newcomer with fourth-grade aptitude has arrived!!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than footsteps suddenly came from afar.

An old man in a disheveled gray robe, dressed in the sun, called out loudly, "Amalo, where are the newlyweds?"

He took two steps before he saw Adir in front of him and looked at him with burning eyes.

Seeing this scene and feeling the other party's burning gaze, Adir couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, somewhat confused about the situation.

As far as he knew, fourth-class aptitude was indeed very rare and certainly welcomed to some extent, but it shouldn't have turned the two wizards into this state.

Seeing the confusion in Adir's eyes, Amaro gave a wry smile in front of him: "Don't be surprised, because of some special reasons, we've had very few new hires this year."

He had no intention of deceiving Adir, and slowly explained the reason to him.

It turns out that, as representatives dispatched by the wizarding organization, they had a specific mission: to recruit a certain number of students.

But this year, for some unknown reason, a large number of sea creatures have migrated to the surrounding waters, destroying several ships sent out by wizards to recruit apprentices, resulting in a significant decrease in the number of apprentices coming here this year.

The two of them have been here for more than half a month, and so far they haven't been able to recruit many new people, so they can't possibly meet this year's quota.

As a promising newcomer with fourth-class aptitude, recruiting just one of Adir is equivalent to recruiting ten ordinary apprentices, which naturally makes Amaro and the other person take him seriously.

After saying this, under Adir's gaze, Sikum, standing next to Amaro, took out a contract and placed it on the wooden table in front of him.

"This is the enrollment contract. You can take a look at all the terms. It's written in Old Hebrew. Can you understand it?"

Feeling the gazes of the two people opposite him, Adir nodded slightly.

"That's good, it will save me a lot of trouble," Amaro said from the other side.

Under their gazes, Adir gently picked up the contract in his hand.

The contract was not complicated; it only stipulated a few general points and did not contain much cumbersome information.

"In addition, tuition fees still need to be paid, just as stated in the contract, which requires two magic stones per year."

Standing at a distance, Amaro said, "This price is very fair; there are very few academies around here that offer a lower price."

"Of course, as a newcomer with a fourth-level qualification, you will definitely receive some preferential treatment, and it's even possible that your tuition will be waived."

At this moment, Sikum, who was standing to the side, also spoke up: "However, those can only be applied for when you arrive at the main campus of the academy and complete the enrollment process. We two third-class apprentices are not qualified yet."

"How is it? Any more questions?" he asked.

"That's all." Standing there, Adir thought for a while, but in the end, he didn't choose to take out the certificate in his arms now. Instead, he shook his head and said.

(End of this chapter)