Chapter 30: Kick Them Out
"That's convenient. Bing Yan smiled slightly, and also put his hand on the stone on the left.
The name of this stone is Stigmata. He can show the star rating of magicians below the great magician, what kind of realm it is, and it is clear here.
"You're a third-level magician. β
Seeing Bingyan's stigmata level, the middle-aged man was also a little surprised. Generally, those who come to them start as fifth-level magicians, and the lowest is fourth-level magicians. The third-level magician came to participate in the selection, are you sure that he is not here to be cannon fodder?
But he didn't say anything, anyway, the people had already paid the money, and it was up to him to do whatever he wanted.
"I'll look for it, the badge of a third-level magician......"
The middle-aged man opened a box and also searched for the badge of a third-level magician. After a while, he was also sweating profusely, and he didn't find a third-level magician at all. Because the people who came here were basically fourth-level magicians, the badges they pulled from the laboratory were also fourth-level magicians......
"I'm sorry, little brother, there is no magic badge for a third-level magician here, so I can only ask you to go to the magic laboratory in the city. The middle-aged man smiled apologetically.
"Isn't there one over there?"
At this time, Bingyan pointed to the table again. On that badge, there are exactly three stars.
"I almost forgot!"
After seeing this badge, the middle-aged man suddenly realized. In addition to signing up, the person who went out just now also changed his magic badge, because he became a fourth-level magician, he also put the badge of this third-level magician here.
"Brother, take this badge. In the future, if you become a higher-level magician, you will come to us for a more advanced one. The middle-aged man continued.
"Thank you. β
Bing Yan wiped the badge and pinned it to his chest.
"It's okay, you can pick any of these training camps. β
After seeing Bingyan wearing the badge, the middle-aged man also confirmed that it was correct, and this was the way to send Bingyan out.
However, at this time, Bingyan did not leave immediately.
"By the way, senior, can I ask which of these training camps has the least people?"
He doesn't have any other requirements for training camps, the only thing he wants is to be quiet, and he doesn't like crowded places very much.
"You'll have to see for yourself. The middle-aged man shook his head, but didn't say anything.
Bing Yan didn't speak, but just took out five silver coins worth one hundred denominations.
"No. 8 training camp, that training camp has the least number of people, only four people!" After the middle-aged man accepted the silver coin, he was instantly embarrassed, and immediately provided information to Bingyan with a smile.
"Thank you. β
After getting the information, Bingyan left, and sure enough, he said the same thing as the coachman.
After that, he followed the map and came to the vicinity of the No. 8 training camp.
"Brother!"
As soon as he arrived, Bing Yan was stopped by a thin young man, looking at the magic badge on the young man's chest, he was a fourth-level magician.
"Hello brother, my name is Feng Zhen!"
"Bingyan. β
"Please advise me!Brother Bingyan, are you coming to the No. 8 training camp?" Feng Zhen asked again.
"yes! I've heard that Camp 8 has the least number of people, so I'm going to live there. Bing Yan said again.
"I'm from Camp Eight. Feng Zhen said, but his face suddenly changed.
"That's right, please trouble Brother Fengzhen to take me over. Bing Yan said again.
However, as soon as Bingyan's voice fell, Feng Zhen stood in place with a serious expression.
"Brother Bingyan, I advise you not to come to our No. 8 training camp. β
"What's the matter, is there anything wrong over there?"
Bingyan raised his eyebrows, also a little puzzled. It doesn't look like an attitude of welcoming a new partner.
"I won't tell you Brother Bingyan, coming to our group, it will definitely be your nightmare. β
Feng Zhen said, and it also began to change.
"Nightmare? Why?" Bingyan was even more puzzled.
"This training camp is occupied by the three brothers. If you come here, they will call you as a servant, and sometimes they will steal the cultivation resources you bought! If they are not happy, they will even take out their anger on you!"
What the?
Hearing this, Bingyan also frowned, and his face changed slightly.
What kind of reason is this, everyone is a person who bought an identity, and no one is more noble than anyone else, why is it high up there?
It's just a lack of beating!
"I say, won't the Count take care of this?" Bingyan asked again. For this kind of thing, the Earl's Court only needs to send someone from within the family to mediate, isn't there nothing going on?
"Brother, you don't know. Not only does the Count not care about this behavior, but they are also very supportive! they feel that as long as we don't die, these internal fights will provoke our competition and make us work harder to learn magic!"
"Then you didn't tell your father?" Bingyan continued.
"Alas, it's useless. Since it is a rule recognized by the earl, since it comes, it must be followed. Don't say it's my father, even everyone here doesn't dare to have an opinion!"
"Yes. Bingyan nodded, indeed, if the people here have a greater force behind them than the earl, then there is no need to buy an identity.
"So Brother Bingyan, you better hurry up and change to another training camp. β
"It's okay, it's good to compete, I just like to compete. Bing Yan shrugged his shoulders and continued.
"Ouch brother, you are a third-level magician, how can you compete with them. Even I, a fourth-level magician, were beaten like this by them. β
Feng Zhen was also in a hurry, he persuaded many people to quit here, but it was the first time he had seen such a naΓ―ve. In a panic, he also hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt.
"That's what they did?"
When he saw Feng Zhen's scars, Bing Yan's eyes also flashed a hint of coldness. I saw that Feng Zhen's body did not have a good piece of skin, all of them were bruises that had been beaten, and there were many shocking wounds.
"yes, once a week. Feng Zhen sighed and continued: "Every week, I go to the church to ask the pastor to help heal my wounds, and I was about to go to heal my wounds today, and I saw you. β
"I was so young that I wanted to change camps many times, but the Earl ruled that once the camp was decided, it could not be changed. So don't make the mistake I made, brother. β
"Thank you, I wouldn't make such a mistake. Bing Yan said again.
"That's good......" Feng Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally saved another person.
"I'm going to get these three pieces of garbage out so they don't dare to bully people anymore. Bing Yan said again.