Chapter 113: Laurent

"Oh, are you sure you want to join the Fire Academy to pay off your debts?" Ten minutes later, Novi sat in the Fire Academy's office, looking at Morey across the table with a look of relief. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I've already told you about the trial, and it's your decision to join, not what I forced you to say. ”

"Don't be funny, I don't believe that a broken wall can be so valuable!"

"I won't pursue the matter of the wall, that 'Storm Magic Thruster' is indeed worth 100,000 gold coins, you see ......"

"That's enough!" Morey angrily interrupted Novi. "Let's get it out of the way, I'm going to use the mercenary guild's magic flying pigeon. ”

"It seems that you have inquired a lot, that's right, although the mercenary king has set up a magic flying pigeon in Petern, but he found that there is no need to set up a branch here, and the magic flying pigeon is temporarily kept by our Perlanton Academy. Hey, you want to use it?" Novi smiled sinisterly. "No one will open it for you without my orders. ”

"Mr. Novicell, staying here really doesn't fit my plans," Morey sighed. "What if I don't want to participate anyway?"

Novi put away his smile when he heard this, and his eyes became a little cold. "I'm not young anymore, but I can still knock you out and throw you in...... I'm sorry, kid, but it's a covenant between Dalia and the outside world, and I can't change it. If you don't want to go, you can, as long as you can find someone under the age of twenty-five and whose strength is above the third order in a short period of time to replace you. ”

Under the age of twenty-five, the strength is above the third order?

You must know that if you can cultivate to the third order in your lifetime, you can be regarded as a gifted person! The deputy head of the Charlie mercenary group is nearly forty years old, and his fighting spirit is only worthy of cultivating to the peak of the third order, and as for those who have reached the third order at the age of twenty-five, they are undoubtedly geniuses among geniuses! I am afraid that even if they go through the entire Star Castle, they may not be able to find one or two.

However, such people have actually seen a few of them themselves-the obscene earth mage Green, whose magic power is definitely third-order strength, and his age should be less than twenty-five; Carlos, a swordsman from the Raging Wind Academy, has cultivated to the peak of the third order at the age of eighteen, and his talent can be described as a monster; Princess Talir is not yet twenty, and her fighting spirit has already cultivated to the middle and high level of the second order, and she may be able to cultivate to the third order before she is twenty-five years old.

The question is, who among these people can shout now? Even if you can really find it, it's tantamount to digging a pit and calling them to come and jump, isn't it a bit unkind......

"I can see you're reluctant, but as a magician, do you really want to hit magic targets for the rest of your life? It may not be encountered often in the Academy, but sooner or later you will run into bastards who have to blow up with fireballs. Cowardly people will be afraid of danger and do their best to avoid it, I want to say that no matter how strong this kind of person is, he is not a real strong person!"

Novi said. "But I don't think you're afraid, maybe you do have other plans, but trust me! This trial will be of great benefit to you, I can't guarantee that you will come out alive, but as long as you survive, the future will be promising!"

"Wait until you think about it, and then tell me your answer......" Novi's eyes narrowed slightly, and Morey noticed that he actually had a pair of golden vertical pupils. "My eyes rarely look at the wrong person, but not absolutely. ”

"Sir, you seem to have misunderstood me...... I didn't use magic carving spells to get as much force as I could. Morey was silent for a moment and sighed slightly. "I participated in that trial, after all, if I didn't go, you wouldn't give me a magic flying pigeon, would you?"

"Huh?" Novi frowned in confusion, despite the fact that Novi's first reaction was still happy to hear Morey agree. "Anyway, if you say yes!"

"By the way, I have a question! Can this ring really pass me through Talir?" Morey asked suddenly.

"Oh, that's of course, as far as I know, a few students from the Wind Academy went to the Warcraft Forest a year ago to train like this. Novi swore an oath.

How many students from the Wind Academy?

Morey's expression became a little strange, and Novi suddenly pulled out a crystal ball from under the table. "Since you agreed, let's touch this crystal ball, yes, it's the hand you wear the ring!"

As his hand pressed it, black flashed in the crystal ball, and Novi nodded with satisfaction.

"What is this?" asked Morey curiously.

"Oh, this is a test, if you have any ill intentions towards the Fire Academy......" Seeing that Morey's face was not very good-looking, Novi hurriedly snorted. "Uh, do you have anything else to add?"

"If anyone wants to do it for me, please be sure to tell him there's still a spot. Morey said seriously.

"No problem, I'll ask Rocky to arrange a place for you in a moment. Novi said with relief. "Perandon's resources are completely open to you, and you can go wherever you want with that ring. My suggestion is that you stay at the Magic Carving Academy for a few days, although I don't know how to practice as a Magic Carving Warlock, but believe me in one thing, no matter what you study, it will not hurt to listen to the opinions of professional instructors. ”

"So can I use the Magic Pigeon now?" Morey spread his hands.

"Go find Rocky, he'll take care of it for you. Novi waved his hand for Morey to go. "I've got a little bit of work to do. ”

Morey nodded and left, looking down on things in his head, his expression slightly tangled. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Fire Academy, a yellow shadow flew quickly, grabbed Morey's clothes and ran overhead.

"Where did you just go?" Morey's eyelids lifted slightly.

"That old man's eyes are so scary, I feel like I'm about to see a hole!" the tailless cat shuddered, and whispered into Morey's ear. "You don't have to deal with him in the future, I don't look like a good thing when I look at him!"

Morey smiled bitterly and carried the tailless cat onto his shoulder.

Novi sat on the edge of the bed and watched Morey leave, with a little confusion in his eyes, shook his head slightly, wrote something in his notebook, and raised his head slightly when he heard footsteps.

"Please come in. ”

A grim-faced warrior gently pushed the door open and bowed politely.

"Laurent, do you have anything to do with me?" said Novi.

"Dean Novi, it seems that the one just now was the last person to receive the Black Fire token," Laurent said without much emotion. "Did he agree to the trial?"

"It's not sure yet, but I think he'll go eventually, it's hard to find someone to replace him......" Novi picked up a peach and took a bite. "Oh, that's sweet! Would you like fruit?"

Laurent coughed dryly and said. "By the way, Dean, it's two o'clock in the afternoon, isn't it time to water your viper grass?"

"Ahh "I'll talk about it when I get back!!"

Seeing Novi leave, Laurent walked to the table with a cold face and picked up the notebook full of memories.

If you open a few pages slightly, you will find that it is full of students, almost everyone has to record a whole page, and some strong ones even record two pages. But Laurent didn't even look at it, and went straight to the last few pages - all the information recorded here was the information of the participants of the Fire Academy, and the relevant information was also recorded for at least four pages!

He saw himself at the beginning, seven pages, which shows the weight of the weight! Rocky, as an inventor, has a lot of information, and Novi also wrote seven pages for him, Lilith wrote four pages, and the strange man from Quinn City wrote six pages......

Turning to the new marker at the end, where the word 'Morey' appeared, Laurent's eyes became puzzled. "Unexpectedly...... Only memorized four lines?"

It was Master Novicell, known as the 'True Eye', a symbol of the spiritual magic of the Dalia Empire. But what's going on, is this the only thing Dean Novi can observe about this person?

'Magician'

'Reminiscent of an ancient battle mage, able to strengthen the body with special magic spells'

'Can use flame-based magic spells'

'Suspected of having a contracted Warcraft'

Laurent closed her notebook and her face suddenly turned strange...... What does it mean to be suspicious?

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Laurent suddenly looked cold. "Hmph, what do you mean you haven't decided to join yet!? If you delay the time of the trial, I, Laurent, will definitely make you regret why you are in Perlanton!"