Wren would love to tell himself - as a full-fledged legendary archmage, you should learn to randomly decide which boss's Bilian to paste the big fireball on tonight, just like the emperor flipped in the harem.

He wanted to be high-profile in his heart, but his strength didn't allow it.

He also wanted to keep a low profile in his heart, and his apprentice would not allow it.

In the end, it was a moral degradation, or he took the lead as a master, and his apprentices one or two, all of them gave him a big life without a sound.

Even Harry, who had been cowardly in the past, was like this, and Wren no longer expected Barend to be much better.

In the end, Wren could only tell Harry, "We don't increase our real territory by a single point, we don't lose half an inch." ”

This is the total number of people who limit the Marne-Patrick. The resources of the underground world are relatively poor, and unless you find some underground rivers and other places that can provide a large amount of water, the food production of the underground world is not even half of that of the ground. Without plants, there would be no vegetarian animals, and it would be difficult to raise more higher carnivores and support a large city with a large population.

Akdina, you want to expand? Yes, you can go out on your own.

I've provided the defense system, all that's left is to help with everything but help.

Wren decided to leave it alone, and set his sights on the preparation of the apprentices.

Originally, Wren thought that with the current traffic situation, it would be enough to catch all the talents of Sweetland, Marino, and Cervantes, and finally leave some places for the two empires to pretend.

It turns out that after the physics school proved its strength, the influence of this apprenticeship ceremony was far beyond Wren's imagination.

The latest news is that almost all human countries in the southern part of the continent have organized large-scale convoys to escort candidates. The cost of the escort is the responsibility of the state or the lord, and the candidates should bring their own dry food and transportation.

The most outrageous is the Karak Empire, which directly dispatched half of the Knights.

There are more than 500 knights with official titles, including servants and apprentices, plus the accompanying infantry regiments, there are more than 5,000 official soldiers alone, and 10,000 logistics auxiliaries.

This battle came to escort more than 2,000 candidates, plus servants or something, nearly 20,000 people crossed the border.

If there had not been diplomatic notice, you would have been justified in saying that it was an invasion or an armed march.

This time, King Cervantes was treated as the county of Lamancho.

Not to mention anything, just by supplying supplies to the big dog families of the Karak Empire, many small lords have made a windfall from it.

The happiest was the Count of Lamancho. Since the [wordless test paper] became famous in one fell swoop, Wren did not pretend, and directly issued a large number of small pieces of specially marked dragonskin paper, only candidates who can write their names on this weakened version of the dragonskin paper are eligible to enter the retest.

All the border posts of the Earls of Lamancha are tragicomedy.

"Hell! Can this thing really be written? ”

"No! Is this really paper? I can't even bite with my teeth! ”

"That's it, it's dragon skin! No matter how thin it is, it's also dragon skin. ”

"Haha! I'm in! I wrote my name. ”

Some people are happy and some are worried, this kind of operation similar to the on-site lottery scratch has undoubtedly greatly increased the transparency of this primary election.

It is precisely because of the primary election that at least ninety percent of the candidates were screened out, and they were allowed to go home directly, and they were forbidden to enter the county of Lamancho, which made many candidates more convinced.

Think about it, a candidate came from thousands of miles away, braving the ghost weather of winter, if he still had to go into the city to be slaughtered by high-priced food and lodging, squeezed every copper coin on his body, and then turned around and told him lightly - you have no magical talent at all, then what would you think?

Sift out now, but it's a timely stop loss.

Representatives from all countries expressed their understanding and organized guards to bring back most of the candidates who had been screened out in advance.

What candidates really have to pay is actually their own physical strength and travel expenses.

The lucky ones are always a few, and the monsters among the lucky ones are also very few.

A black-haired, half-grown child with facial paralysis walked up to the examiner at the border of Laman, and without saying anything, he spread out his palms.

The examiner was stunned for a moment, looking at this lonely child who did not follow the escort, he said in surprise: "Wait! What about the people you're travelling with? Is there a monster appearing? ”

The boy shook his's nest head, threw a big lump of snow from his messy hair, and replied simply, "I'm one, no monsters." ”

"You?" The examiner raised his eyes and looked into the distance, there was a white light in the distance, how could there be the shadow of other people, he was dumbfounded: "Every child dreams of becoming an archmage, but how can there be so many archmages in the world." Don't give up your life for unrealistic dreams! Although countries try to clean up the monsters along the road, there are always those who slip through the net. You were so careless. When you come, forget about being alone, and remember to join a team with others when you go back, at least have a care. ”

"Oh." The child seemed to be really paralyzed, and his expression had not changed from beginning to end.

No, not even his outstretched palms.

The examiner still followed the rules and stuffed a palm-sized piece of dragonskin paper into his hand: "As long as you can write your name on it, you will pass the test." ”

As soon as the examiner turned his head, he heard a "bang".

Turning his head again, the examiner was stupid.

I saw that the examinee actually poked a hole in the dragon's paper with a quill.

"Ahh Both the examiner and his assistant were shocked.

"This paper, no."

No way? Is this called no?

The examiner was stunned to see that the tip of the quill had been hammered through the dragon paper and into the wooden table like a nail.

"Wait! Just in case. I'll do a little test. The examiner pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed hard at the dragon paper.

The sharp steel dagger only left a not shallow or deep mark on the dragonskin.

This kid actually pierced the dragonskin paper with a quill pen?

It's evil!

The examiner beckoned his companion over on the spot and told him about it.

Everyone was also secretly surprised.

"Does this count as a pass?"

"Forget it! Anyway, report this matter, and it will be handled by the physics school in the end. ”

Before they could finish their discussion, the young man who 'made a miracle with great strength' asked behind them, "That, do I pass?" ”

"Well, we can't judge, but you can go to Raman Cho City, and we'll leave it to the mages of the Physics School to make further judgments."

"Oh! Good! ”

The examiner at the border sent someone to take the kid to the city.

His assistant couldn't help but ask, "This is also a mage?" ”

"Whether it's a mage or not, I don't know, but that kid at least has a lot of strength."

Some people's fingers look like turnip knives, but they may actually be [Mighty Kong Fingers]!

At this time, one of the candidates who had been brushed down picked up the dragon paper that had poked a hole. As a result, an urban legend that "you can pass the first test by poking the dragon paper with an ice pick" became inexplicably popular.

(End of chapter)