The young man next to him seemed to be familiar with her, and comforted: "Don't worry, the enrollment of Bison Academy is evaluated according to many aspects, in addition to talent, there are many factors such as combat skills, specialties, and family background. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The girl nodded reluctantly, her face full of unease.

The young people around were all discussing the topic of admissions, and they looked at the middle-aged man in charge of registration from time to time, and their eyes were hot.

The more daring ones went up to talk and quietly offered gold coins, hoping to get some useful information.

Sadly, they all went home.

The three middle-aged men were expressionless, sitting there without being angry and arrogant, and the speaker with a sonorous voice easily scared off those sons.

The person with good eyesight exclaimed after observing it, "They seem to be all high-level warriors!" ”

The word senior knocked everyone's hearts.

The nervous girl covered her rosy little mouth, her eyes flashed with shock, the meaning of the high-level representative is level seven, and it is definitely a party figure in Bekaa City.

But Bison Academy randomly sent out three registrations, all of them were level seven? It's terrifying, isn't it?

So what level should their dean, and the teachers inside, be? It is conceivable that no matter how low it is, it will not be lower than level seven.

Of course, the real highlight is the Stigmata Division.

A Great Stigmata Master, his status is almost equal to that of a ninth-level warrior, and he has countless followers under his command.

After learning the identities of the three middle men, no one didn't take the time to go up and talk to them. Perhaps, only a few children of the big clan are qualified...

The registration starts at half past six and ends at seven o'clock, and all the young people present at this time arrive at about six o'clock.

Most of them are civilians, coming from far and wide, and some have even traveled across mountains and rivers across several cities to join Beason College.

As the largest academy in the kingdom of Marty, its influence can be seen.

In addition to the Holy Church located in the capital, and the royal family that can suppress it, Beason College is definitely a behemoth.

Da-da-da-da!

Outside, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves, the sound was calm and powerful, and it was obviously not the usual cart pulling horses on the street.

The noisy hall fell silent, and a young man who claimed to be knowledgeable said lightly, "It seems that the nobles of Bekaa City are here." ”

As soon as his voice fell, a young man in a luxurious dress walked in.

The man's face was a little vain, his body was thin, his eyes looked around with a look of arrogance, and he went straight to the center to occupy a special position, and did not talk to others.

The sharp-eyed man whispered: "It's the people of the Zarna family, and they will produce outstanding magicians in every enrollment, and they can be called the first of the nobles in terms of background." ”

When everyone heard this, they looked over and couldn't help but nod their heads.

Although the aristocratic young man had a thin appearance, the magic fluctuations on his body were genuine, reaching the level of level four and close to level five.

Judging from his age, he is only about twenty years old, and his talent is superior, which is better than most of the people present.

After the first nobleman entered, as if as a signal, the sound of horses' hooves sounded one after another, and one after another young men of extraordinary bearing walked in, most of them with pride on their faces, and occasionally glanced at the others with some disdain.

According to the laws of the empire, nobles can kill people without guilt in the territory to which they belong! Their status with civilians is not at all on the same level as that of civilians, and contempt is taken for granted.

With a large number of nobles, the middle-aged man in charge of registration raised his eyelids slightly, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

They are the main recruits of Bison College.

The annual operating expenses of the academy can be called terrifying, especially the remuneration of Stigmata and senior teachers, to the point of staggering. For this reason, it is very important to establish a good relationship with the local aristocracy

Generally speaking, all the children of the nobility, as long as they are not wasted to the point of being uncultivated, they will accept it.

If you meet someone with good talent, you will spend a lot of money to cultivate, so that when those noble young people return to the family in the future and gradually control the power, they will not forget the robe.

Bison College has been able to rank first in Bekaa City for so many years, and it has not fallen, in addition to the support of the Marty Kingdom Lord, a reasonable set of operating methods is also essential.

The middle-aged man glanced at each aristocratic youth with a look of concern, and after a moment, he frowned, a little disappointed.

There are too few good seedlings this year, right?

There was another clatter, and there was another sound of horses' hooves.

Two young people walked in with a high spirit, and the middle-aged man was stunned, and then his eyes lit up.

The man on the left was tall and slender, with flowing blond hair, dressed in a white robe, and had an extremely arrogant expression on his face, even if the nobles around him greeted him with a smile, this person only bowed slightly.

There was a badge on his chest, on which were painted three green olive branches, and the middle-aged man looked stunned, and thought in a little surprise: Third-level Stigmata Master, so young.

However, after seeing the style of the man's robe in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged man sighed lightly, it turned out that he was studying in Iron Wall City, what did he mean by coming to Bison Academy this time, and were you going to change schools?

…

Such a young Stigmata Master naturally set off quite a wave in the crowd.

The nervous girl had little stars in her eyes and said like a nymphomaniac: "The blonde hair is so handsome..."

The young man next to him cut a sound, made a vague color, and said in a low voice: "That's a guy who looks like a dog, I heard that at the auction, he fought with a person for a slave and a young girl, and he didn't hesitate to use his family connections." ”

The girl's face changed: "Impossible." ”

The young man pulled his lips and said sourly, "Do you see the black and white family emblem?" It was the Liska family, and the blond-haired young man was called Wiener, and when he heard that he had the hope of becoming the next patriarch, of course those aristocratic young men who did not learn anything were going to slap him. ”

"That's right—" The girl couldn't help but look at Wiener twice.

The commoners all looked at him with looking up, and an ordinary nobleman couldn't afford to mess with him, let alone the future viscount?

…

The aristocrats held the moon like stars, surrounding two blond young men.

"Hehehe, Brother Wiener hasn't seen him for a few days, and he has been promoted to a third-level stigmata master, congratulations." A teenager from the Marin family said with a smirk.

"Lord Wiener, congratulations on being promoted to a third-level stigmata master, the future is limitless!"

"Congratulations."

"Alas, among our juniors, it is Master Wiener who has achieved the most achievements."

A sycophancy surrounded Wiener, who seemed to be very useful, and nodded triumphantly.

Many nobles present had participated in the auction of the Bekaa Comptoir, and of course they had also seen Wiener's failed bidding and ugly appearance.

Originally, some of them were ready to make fun of it, but after seeing that the badge on Wiener's chest had been changed from two to three levels, those words were stillborn.