However, the moment Frida stepped into the camp......

Click!

Dale, who was pulling her basket and following behind her, and the students in the camp...... Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and then it was as if the picture was shattered, leaving Frida alone in the darkness.

Hallucinations?

Frida frowned, her body becoming a little disobedient, but still manageable. Fighting through her discomfort, Frida drew the sword at her waist and held it in front of her.

However, the blade of the sword was blurry, and it was impossible to reflect Frida's figure at all, and there was obviously interference.

Case.

Frida simply closed her eyes slowly, and with the high concentration of her own will, Frida clearly felt that the interference on her body was much weaker, and just as she was more and more able to control herself, Frida stepped forward violently.

Bang!

I heard the sound of the air breaking in my ears, and when I opened my eyes again, I saw that it was not an imaginary camp, but a mountain cliff.

The sound of the waves could be heard in the distance, and Frida couldn't help but walk towards the edge of the cliff - the wide sea level stretched as far as the eye could see, and countless seagulls and seabirds chirped and hovered in the air under the morning sun.

Frida looked around and saw that the cliff was U-shaped, and it was the bulge in the middle of the U that Frida was standing on.

And directly below Frida, surrounded by U-shaped cliffs, a miniature town sits inside. The town is a standard castle style, with black as the main tone, and there are many buildings of different shapes, the most eye-catching is a black tower, like the finishing touch, making the whole design appear decent, beautiful and generous.

And directly in front of the whole building, there is a sandy beach bordering the sea. On the shore to the left of the beach, a medium-sized witch ship and two small witch boats are lined up in the hollow to the left of the U-shaped cliff – so much more to see from Frida's vantage point.

"This is Smallon College, and it's our house. A voice suddenly rang out from Frida's ears, behind her.

Frida turned to see a middle-aged gray-robed man standing behind her.

"Relax, I'm your admissions examiner, Kirton. Kirton said and smiled, and with a wave of his hand, a somewhat blurry picture appeared in Frida's field of vision—it was the scene in the camp just now, and Lorra, Dale, and a dozen or so students were inside, and Lora was a little stunned, obviously frightened by Frida's disappearance.

With a wave of Kirton's hand, these pictures disappeared again, looking at Fridha, he said with a smile on his face: "Originally, there were three levels of assessment set for you, but I didn't expect that the first-level phantom array couldn't keep you at all, it's really a powerful spiritual power, what kind of qualifications are you?"

"Second class. ”

"No wonder, this phantom array was originally an assessment for new students of the third rank and below. Kirton nodded, a little surprised, and a little puzzled: "I didn't expect that there would be second-class talents this time, it stands to reason that you shouldn't choose those more first-class colleges?"

"It was Mistress Dia who recommended me. Frida gave the prepared words and handed Kirton a witch card.

"Ha, Nadia is really good at sailing this time. Kirton said a little envious, took Frida's witch card and looked at it, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Frida Ruth Sheena. ”

"Okay, Frida, then I declare that you have officially passed the entrance exam, and from now on, you will be a cadet of Smallon Academy. Kirton returned the witch card to Frida, "Dia has recommended you an official wizard as a mentor, and when you meet the person who will guide you, just give him this, take it easy, don't resist, and I'll send you to the main entrance." ”

“...... My lord, is this assessment important, and what happens if you fail?"

"Huh?" Cotton was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Have relatives?" or acquaintances?"

"It's my sister. Frida said respectfully.

"Well...... Curton thought for a moment and asked, "What's her name, and how many qualifications?"

"Luola, fifth-class qualification. ”

"Fifth class qualifications...... Korton was silent for a moment, then looked at Frida, smiled, and said, "Okay, I see." ”

"Thank you......"

"Shhhh Kirton blinked.

Frida understood and gave a salute.

- Whether it's Deya or Kirton, why are they so easy to talk to? It's just that Frida's request for them has not harmed their interests, and Frida's own potential is worth their investment, so why not do it?

For Frida, qualification is a resource. People who don't make good use of their resources, even if they are talented, are actually human failures.

Genius is for the living, and a dead genius is nothing—a phrase that often appears in fiction—in exchange for Frida's words, you are a genius, you are still alive, why not make good use of the resources you have?

From the perspective of the game, this itself is also a mutually beneficial and win-win situation, it depends on how the parties operate.

Kirton patted Frida on the shoulder, muttering a few words in her mouth, and Frida felt a burst of power coming from the cliff beneath her feet, and the space fluctuated, and by the time she came back to her senses, Frida was already on the beach.

Only then did Frida see the towering gate directly in front of her, and then look at the steep cliffs around her, and she couldn't help but feel small.

Frida clenched her fists, Wizarding World, I'm here.

Frida walked towards the gate, which slowly opened of its own accord as she reached the gate.

"Well, why is there only one person, what is Kirton doing?" a gray-robed old man with pale hair stepped out of it, looking at Frida with some confusion.

Thinking of Kirton's words, Frida handed him the witch card.

The old wizard, who was originally careless, took it and looked at it, and said in a daze: "Are you from the Jiala family? No, the new generations of the wizard families have all arrived a while ago......" The old wizard pulled his beard and suddenly woke up: "Could it be that you are the illegitimate daughter of the Jiala patriarch?"

“......”

Frida was speechless, "I'm ......"

"Heywood, you're a fool. A low female voice suddenly came from far away from inside the door, but the next second it was very close, "This is obviously our family's recommendation mark, but you see it as a bloodline mark." ”

The next moment, the space around Frida suddenly fluctuated, and a mature woman in a black robe appeared next to the old wizard.

"Oh...... I see, I'm really sorry, Lord Vera. The old wizard held the witch card in both hands, handed it to Vera, and apologized.

"Hmph, it's none of your business, this girl is my student, you can go in. Vera took it, waved her hand, and Heywood retreated.

After Heywood vanished, the wizard named Vera turned to look at Frida, "You are the second-class gifted person that Dia recommended to me?"

Under Vera's gaze, Frida had a feeling of being seen through, and with a vague sense of oppression, Frida saluted, "Yes, my lord. ”

It's so strong...... Official Wizard?

Frida speculated in her mind. She clearly felt that she and Vera were completely two life level people, and after facing the threat of the strong in person, the desire for strength in her heart became clear - I want to be such a person too!

Frida made up her mind in her heart.

"Put away the nobles' set. Vera waved her hand, "From today onwards, you will be my student." You already know my name, just call me Mentor on weekdays. ”

"Yes, Mentor. ”

"Well, let's go. Vera nodded in satisfaction and turned to walk through the door, which slowly closed when Frida followed.

Frida then looked at the interior of Smallon Academy—the Gothic buildings, the neat and wide roads, the wizards who looked hurried, and finally, Frida's gaze rested on a stone tablet facing the gate.

There were two lines of witchcraft on it, and Frida didn't recognize them, but these witchcraft were clearly conveyed into Frida's mind in a spiritual way—

Eternal life comes from wisdom, and wizards die from ignorance.