The massive oak door was gently pushed open, and the dark gold knocker creaked faintly.

I saw that this was a spacious room of hundreds of square meters, and the air was moist and cold, as if I had stepped into another world.

All kinds of strange plants are wrapped around the walls, full of greenery, and among the vines hang faint magic lamps, emitting a soft and faint light, sprinkled to every corner of the space.

Ranch and Zestira looked deeper into the room, and as the Monster Cultivation Department said, they could indeed see a lot of Monsters.

In addition to the various sealed jars, props, and ingredients stacked on the side of the classroom, there are also mountains of licorice and flowers and leaves.

In the distance, the beasts of all shapes and forms did not have cages or chains to bind them, but only stayed freely and quietly on the deepest side, some with supple and noble and elegant hair, some with flaming feathers, wings stretched out like fire dances, some covered with thick scales, and some with sharp horns and claws.

Even Zestyra, who had been in class, couldn't call all the names of these monsters for a while.

The only human in the classroom was an elderly teacher with gray hair.

He was standing in the center of the room, hunched over and whispering to himself with an ice-blue eye.

The old teacher gently stroked the monster, his eyes full of deep love.

Although these magical beasts seem to be vicious and dangerous, under the care of the old man, they all appear very tame and kind.

At the door, Zestila's steps stumbled slightly.

The sight of these massive, dangerous creatures in the distance filled her heart with unease and fear.

For her second-order, any demonic beast here seems to be above the second-order.

Her shrunken figure seemed to be looking for a hidden corner, and she hid behind Rankie.

Although she has always regarded her teacher as a person with weak combat ability, in fact, at critical moments, he is always so calm and steady, which will make her unconsciously regard him as a strong backer that she can rely on.

"Oh? Students came so early? ”

The teacher noticed the two from a distance.

The old man squinted his eyes and saw that two young students were willing to step into this realm that most people had forgotten, and his voice was filled with relief and surprise.

He gently put down the small demonic beast in his hand.

The monster understood the old man's actions very well, jumped lightly, and quietly walked to the corner on the side.

"Welcome, child."

The old teacher walked slowly towards the two of them, his voice old and slow, but as warm as the warm sun of late autumn.

His attitude seemed to comfort Zestyra.

She gently let go of her clenched hands and raised her head slightly.

Although there was still a trace of fear in her eyes, she finally let go of her heart when she saw that the teacher in this classroom was an old man with no malicious intent.

The old man who can treat Warcraft so kindly is already in a state of mind like an ancient well, and he has seen through a lot of things.

Even the demonic beasts can be carefully cared for, and there is no longer any hostility towards today's demons.

"Hello, old man, we want to participate in the assessment of the Warcraft Cultivation Department later."

Ranch saluted respectfully to the old teacher, and Zestyra quickly followed.

"This is a difficult three-level assessment, you should have seen it clearly, right? This aristocratic lady should still be a preparatory student, but if you are a servant, you can also complete the assessment for her. ”

The old man looked at the two of them and understood their identities from their outfits.

"Yes, we know."

Ranch confirmed.

Although there will be double credit rewards if both of them can complete the assessment, the preferential treatment of noble students is that under the assessment of some subjects, the servant is allowed to directly complete the assessment on his behalf.

Seeing this, the old man nodded, he muttered for a while, even if he didn't have to look at the time, he knew what time it was, and there were still a few minutes before the official start of the assessment.

"You don't need to use force in this assessment, so now if you're ready, I can explain the rules to you in advance."

The old man looked at the two and said.

Every month on the assessment day, he can't wait for a few students who are willing to come to this classroom to participate in the assessment, especially the first period of the exam.

So it's basically as if only these two students participated.

"I want to hear about it."

Ranch almost became Zestyra's agent.

Zestyla didn't mind leaving it to her teacher to take care of her affairs.

"All you need is to find the children you like, get their approval, play with them and feed them, and finally complete my exam questions before the end of class, probably so that those children will be willing to cooperate with you to complete some work."

The old man's words were light, and the rules were simple and clear.

This is a fairly important ability for the Beast Tamer, but it is not popular these days, and the powerful and large Monsters are almost all dead, and they are not as portable and controllable as the summons of magic cards.

However, in the old man's opinion, Warcraft is not meant to be used in battle, they can also accompany themselves like family, they are all very smart.

Soon, however, Zestyra's gaze wandered among the dangerous, unknown creatures, and a deep unease appeared on her face.

It doesn't sound difficult, but in fact, if you want to have a good relationship with a powerful Warcraft in such a short period of time, it is simply impossible to start, and it is extremely dangerous!

The monsters also seemed to feel her nervousness and fear at this moment, their eyes became sharp and vigilant, and some of the monsters' bodies began to surge with warning magic fluctuations, and a low roar came out of their chests, like echoes in the abyss.

Zestira suddenly felt like she was standing on a meadow that was about to erupt in flames, each heartbeat exacerbating the hostile and dangerous atmosphere.

"Don't be afraid, Zestila."

Ranchi's voice was low and steady, like the unwavering waters of a lake.

At the center of the storm, Lanch's expression did not change in the slightest, still maintaining that peaceful and warm smile, his eyes were full of understanding and acceptance, as if he could see through the tenderness and loneliness hidden behind these creatures.

Immediately, he walked straight towards the fierce and powerful monsters without any warning.

The old teacher was a little worried and wanted to remind Lan Qi to pay attention to safety, but seeing the young man's appearance at the moment, he just slowly raised his hand but stopped talking.

It's not yet time for the assessment to begin.

However, it is not forbidden to touch Warcraft outside of class.

And he is also very tolerant of students who are willing to come to this classroom to participate in the assessment, hoping that they can pass, as long as there are no safety hazards, he does not mind exposing students to Warcraft.

Today's three watches, there are two more chapters behind

(End of chapter)