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As soon as he stepped into the city of Palovax, Ron was drawn to the atmosphere of the city, where spring enrollment was the city's annual highlight, and where it was going to be in full swing in the spring.

Palovax City was filled with luxurious carriages. Countless nobles and commoners had sent their children to the three great academies of the Roland Empire, and a long line had formed in front of the doors of each academy's recruitment.

"It's so lively! I've never seen such a sight before! " Hou Meilin sighed and said.

"Wasn't there a specialized academy a hundred thousand years ago? How did those experts come to life? " Ron asked.

Hou Meilin shook his head, "At that time, the various powers were selecting geniuses from various places and the specialized training was different from what it is now!"

Along the way, Ron saw numerous advertisements for the three great academies, all of which led to fierce competition for the students' origins.

"Baroque Academy is a academy that has a thousand years of fame. This is your best choice …"

"Do you want to become a Dragon Knight? Do you want to ride a dragon in the sky? Then I'll come to the Xianglong Academy. This is the cradle of the Dragon Knights, the place where my dreams begin … "

"Sir, this is for you!" Just as Ron was enjoying his life, a sweet looking girl wearing a short skirt and boots handed him a piece of paper. Ron took a look and saw that it was an advertisement for the recruitment of students from the Roland Empire's Hans Academy.

Hou Meilin took a look, "This is too cheap!"

"This is cheap?" Ron shook his head.

"It's quite expensive!" Hou Meilin shouted, "In the past, learning Necromancy would have cost a few hundred gold coins, but now you see, it's only a few hundred gold coins in the academic year..."

"It's a pity that I don't have any money …" It was true that several hundred gold coins were not expensive, but he had spent almost all of it.

Rönn looked at it for a moment, reluctantly dropping the paper. At that moment, he was attracted by the noise coming from the other side.

"Beginner level mage apprentice, eighth level …" "Fifteen years old..."

"Intermediate Apprentice Swordsman, fifth phase …" Fourteen years old... "

Ron took a closer look. So, the magic power and combat power talent test was currently going on over there. Generally speaking, the younger you are, the stronger you are, the better your talent will be.

"Hello, would you like to take the magic test?" "Please allow me to introduce myself. I work in the admissions department of Xianglong Academy and am responsible for receiving new students. If new students can pass the test and achieve good results, our Xianglong Academy can help you deduct the tuition fees …"

"Tuition reduction? How much is it? " Ron was interested.

"Advanced level magic apprentices are reduced by half, intermediate level magic apprentices by 70%, and low level magic apprentices' normal prices …" The girl replied with a smile, "Of course, our Xianglong Academy's preferential treatment is only for mages. Other departments don't have this preferential treatment … …" She looked at Ron. "You look so thin, little brother, you can't be a warrior or a knight, can you? "If you're a mage, you can give it a try …"

"Ah?" Only magicians have a discount … " Hearing this, Ron's face turned bitter, "What a pity that I'm not a mage …"

"If he isn't a mage, then he must be a Thief or an Archer. Ah, if that's the case, I'll talk to the Mentor inside to see if there's a discount or something!" The girl thought for a moment before replying.

"Ugh …" I'm not a thief or an archer! " said Ron anxiously.

"Then what are you?" The woman was surprised, "It can't be a Druid, right? That's a profession that only Elves have. Could it be that you are a Elf? "

"I'm not an elf either!" "I'm a Necromancer. Do you have any Necromancy professions?"

"Necromancer!" The woman was shocked. Then her smile disappeared as she revealed a look of disgust, "Go, go! "How could Necromancers be qualified to come to such a sacred and noble place like the academy to learn Necromancy? Only the oldest academy in Baroque City would have such a vocation! How could our Xiang Long Academy have such a profession!"

Then, ignoring Ron, he turned and walked back.

"Barofax Academy?" said Ron to himself.

At this moment, Homelin spoke up. "Ron, then let's go to Barovax Academy and take a look. Maybe we'll be able to learn some secrets regarding Necromancy …"

… ….

The words' Baroque Academy 'caught Ron's eye. Just like the other two academies, the registration for Baroque Academy, the academy with the longest history, was also very popular.

The registration area for the Mage Class was already filled to the brim with people. A long line of people had already spread to the main street.

"Mage Element …" The Knight division... Swordsman Department … …. Thief System... " Ron looked at each of them, but didn't find any undeads.

Ron couldn't help but scratch his head, "Isn't it said that Barovax, who has the longest history, has established the Necromancy Branch? Why isn't there a registration point? "

"Find someone to ask!" Homerin thought for a moment.

"Hello, may I ask where is the registration office for the Necromancy Branch?" asked Ron, stopping one of the Palovax staff.

"Necromancy?" The staff member was shocked and sized Ron up. His eyes revealed a look of disgust. "I don't know!"

Without another word to Ron, he turned and walked away.

Ron didn't give up, and he asked a few more questions, and the same result, and the same look of contempt and disgust on their faces.

"These people are really outrageous! You clearly know yet you still refuse to reply... " Ron sat sulking in his chair, but it was Khomelin who reassured him. "That's all right. Let's ask again."

After seeing the current situation of the Necromancers, Hou Meilin had actually let it go. With the strength of those Necromancers, it was inevitable that they would be looked down by others. In this world where strength reigned supreme, it wasn't strange at all.

At this moment, something flashed in the corner of his eyes. It was a flag marked with a black skeleton. His heart skipped a beat, "Ron, quickly go and ask if that place is the Necromancy Branch."

Ron looked up and smiled. "That should be it. I'll go and ask!"

Vivian was sprawled out on the table, her long black hair falling over her pretty face.

Putting aside her strength, Vivian was also a beauty, but because her identity was a Necromancer, all the students and teachers kept their distance from her. In the eyes of those people, Necromancers were like evil witches, an ominous and dirty combination.

For the past three days, the Undead division had been deserted. No one had bothered to even take a look at the skeleton banner that was hung on the wall.

"Sigh!" The registration ends tomorrow. In the last year of the Necromancy Branch, forget about registering, no one even asked! " For the past few days, she'd tried everything she could to recruit new students. She tried to take the initiative, but the moment she heard that it was the Necromancy division, her head shook like a rattle, and she couldn't get anyone to join her.

"Sigh, forget it. After all, next year, the undead division is going to cancel their program. Why would they mislead the children …" As Vivian mocked herself, she slowly stood up and prepared to pack up the stall and leave. There were a lot of students and staff everywhere, but Vivian was the only one in the Undead division who was busy with her work.

"Excuse me..." Vivian asked in a crisp voice while she was packing up.

Vivian looked up and down at the man. He was about fifteen years old, with big, bright eyes and the most unpleasant black hair on his head. The short black hair covered his forehead, and his eyes were also black and rolling.

Vivian quickly lowered her head and continued packing up her things. Without raising her head, she said, "Are you going to enroll in the magic faculty? "To the left of the path is..."

Vivian treated Ron as someone who wanted to ask for directions. After all, Baroque Academy was very big. Wanting to get lost inside it was a very normal thing.

"Ugh!" The voice was clearly surprised for a moment, "I'm not here to register as a mage?"

"So that's the Swordsmanship?" Go straight and turn right. That's the Swordsman Registration Office, but looking at how thin you are, I'm afraid the instructor can't pass! " Vivian packed her things quickly and looked up at him with a smile.

"Ugh!" I'm not here to register for the Swordsman Department! " Ron mustered up his courage and said, "I'm here to sign up for the Undead division!"

"Um... This Necromancer, she's just … … " She suddenly opened her eyes wide. "What?" You want to enroll in the Necromancy Branch? "

She turned around, surprised and happy, her body trembling with excitement. It had been three years, and at last, a student of the Necromancy Branch had appeared. Are you kidding me?

Wait a minute, I need to confirm that that brat isn't messing with me, right? She cleared her throat and asked, "Are you sure you want to enroll in the Necromancy Division?"

Ron was also shocked by Vivian's reaction, and after a long while, he said, "Yes." Yes, I really want to learn Necromancy … "

"Seems like it's true!" Vivian knew that the person who came wasn't messing with her and secretly let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the last student of the Undead division in the year, her expression was a little complicated.

Ron thought it was strange and asked, "This is... Elder sister … Is there a problem? How much is the registration fee? "

"No matter what, since he's here to register, we should accept him. At the very least, I have a student of my own!" Vivian thought to herself, it's been three years, and she finally tasted what it was like to be a teacher, "My name is Vivian, you can call me Tutor Vivian. As for tuition fees, six … "Twenty gold coins..."

Vivian was afraid that Ron would run away. Originally, the registration fee was sixty gold coins, but after seeing how he was dressed in such tattered clothes, she clenched her teeth and took out a third of the money. The remaining two-thirds of the money he had spent was out of her own pocket.

"Phew, that's great. It's only 20 gold coins. If it's any more, I won't be able to afford it!" He only had thirty or so gold coins with him, so he took out twenty gold coins from his spatial pocket and placed it on the table.

"Here you go!"

"Spatial bag, this guy is actually a tycoon?" Looking at the dimensional bag on Ron's waist, Vivian's heart skipped a beat. Having the dimensional bag would at least mean one's family background was not bad. But why would someone like this come to learn Necromancy? Was he the victim of another third-rate novel?

Vivian quietly took the money and pretended to say, "Hmm, the tuition is enough, come and fill in the form …" "Oh, by the way, what's your name?"

"Ugh …" Uh... My name is Ron. said Ron timidly. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.