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eadx ();? Ron's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Just as he walked past, he knew what had happened. Without even thinking, he had directly blown up the stall at West Fly's side.

"Ron, what do you mean?"

With a cold gaze sweeping across them, Ron raised his head and glanced at him, "This is no fun. This is the place where we, the Necromancy Branch, recruit students. If you have nothing else to do, then hurry up and f * ck off!"

Ron was just as uncaring about people who didn't respect him.

"Very well, Ron. Are you going to go all out against me?"

Ron looked disdainful. "Against you?" I'm not that bored. If you're smart, then scram! Don't force me to make a move in public, or else everyone won't look good either! "

"You —" He was so angry that his face was the color of a pig's liver. He pointed at Ron, trembling and unable to speak.

Ron met his gaze without flinching, a cold smile on his face.

"Teacher, this fellow is too arrogant. Let's go teach him a lesson!" In her little heart, she only knew that her mentor was very powerful, full of worship for him, and even gave him everything about the girl.

She did not watch Ron's master exam, much less know that her most beloved teacher, Siferri, had been defeated by a sixteen-year-old.

At this time, the argument between the two had also attracted the attention of a few people.

"Eh? Who is this kid? "You actually spoke to Master Shivry like that?" a student at the side quietly asked.

"No way, you don't even know about Teacher Ron?" "He beat Instructor Siegfried in the Mentor's assessment …"

"Ah?" It can't be? So powerful? "Did he actually defeat Siegfried?" Another student said in surprise.

"It seems like you don't know anything. Let me tell you …" The two students whispered to each other.

The sound of the surrounding chatter reached Siferri's ears, making him even more furious. Several times, he even reached into his space bag and brought out his magic staff to fight with Ron. Even if he lost, it would be better than bearing the humiliation.

But in the end, he managed to hold it in. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and from between his teeth, he said, "Let's go!"

"Master Shivry, you're leaving just like that?" The girl was stunned. She didn't know what was going on, but she saw that Siferri had already left with a dark face.

Without a mentor to back them up, the mages had no choice but to concede their fate. Some of them were aware of Ron's strength, so they could only obediently follow him out.

With just you? Ron rolled his eyes and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Ron, you're too good! Even Instructor Siegfried is having a hard time eating! " Fatty and a few others surrounded him.

"Of course, Ron beat him in the Teacher Evaluation!" Lan Terry laughed.

Ron took a deep breath. In this world, strength was the only thing that mattered. If he had not displayed a strength that exceeded Siegfried's, this matter would not have been resolved so easily.

"Ron!" Vivian hurried up.

"Vivian, I'm not talking about you. Why didn't you pick up the magic wand when something like this happened? You want to leave just because someone chased you away? "Not a shred of a mind." Ron's tone was dissatisfied.

"I'm sorry!" Vivian whispered.

"Let's forget about it this time. We have to be careful next time. Don't let others think that our Necromancy division is easy to bully!" Ron waved his hand casually. "You have to always remember one thing. A good man gets bullied, and a good horse gets ridden!"

Just like that, a storm vanished into thin air. Finally, it ended with West Fly retreating. The surrounding people booed, all of them regretting that they couldn't see what was going on.

Ron had won this time's confrontation with West Fly, but he didn't have the joy of victory. Looking at the mess of broken tables and chairs, Ron could only shake his head and smile wryly.

"Let's go back and find some more tables!" The fat guy said.

Ron nodded.

After bringing a table and chairs from the Undead division's classroom and putting up a new flag, Ron led Vivian and the others to sit down. After placing some forms in front of them, the Undead division's student recruitment area became a lot more impressive.

It had to be said that this was indeed a good place, and there was an endless stream of people signing up, but to Ron's disappointment, despite the large number of people passing by, they all only glanced at it from afar before walking away. There was not a hint of interest in their eyes.

In front of the gate to Barofax Academy, the registration area for other departments was in a huge commotion. On the other hand, Ron was alone here, and there wasn't even a single person who was interested in him.

Everyone had an embarrassed look on their faces, especially Ron. Looking at the people who passed by the Undead division's registration point, the look of contempt in their eyes made him feel as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

At this moment, Ron really wanted to stand up and loudly tell them that Necromancy was definitely not trash magic. Its strength was not inferior to any other type of magic. Come learn Necromancy, it definitely would not disappoint you …

But, regretfully, after a long time, there was not even a single person who came to ask.

At this moment, the fatty finally broke the silence. He scratched his head and said, "What's going on? Impossible, there's actually no one registering! "

Vivian let out a wry smile. Every year, she would see something like that happen. She said softly, "Maybe … Undead magic is still a relatively unorthodox type. They have yet to accept it! "

"That's because they don't know what's good for them!" "As long as they know about the power of Necromancy, they will definitely rush to pay the fees!"

"Payment?" Ron's heart skipped a beat, and he wondered if it was because of the fees. The Undead Mage class didn't have a high acceptance rate to begin with. Coupled with the fees, it might scare away some of the students who wanted to learn.

In order to recruit students, Ron had already pushed his tuition down to ten gold coins, ten gold coins, which was not even enough for a year's living expenses.

Since he was unable to recruit anyone, he might as well just go for free! Ron decided to go for broke.

"Vivian, go and put up a notice saying that all students of Necromancy are exempt from tuition fees and living expenses. Also, everyone will be given three gold coins per month …"

"Ah - free tuition and living expenses? And you're even giving me gold coins? " When everyone heard this, their eyes widened. This … This was too cruel.

He could afford to pay for the studies and living expenses of more than a hundred students. Right now, the thing that worried him the most was the source of life. If no one came to study, what was the point of the existence of the Necromancy Branch? There was no way he could talk to Vice President d'Abbs.

"Vivian, why aren't you going yet?" Rönn urged when she didn't move.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!" "Yes," Vivian said, and went to do it. A moment later, a large notice was written and hung up.

This attracted quite a bit of attention.

"Eh? There's actually a free one there? " A middle-aged man pointed at the notice Ron had posted and shouted as if he had discovered the New World.

"Really, ah — is this Necromancy?" When the woman with the child saw the words on the notice, her face was filled with disappointment.

"As expected, cheap goods are not good. It would be great if the Mage Class was free too!" The middle-aged man had a regretful look on his face as he shook his head and left.

Ron and Vivian looked at each other, their eyes filled with helplessness, Ron's good mood completely ruined, and for the moment all he felt was frustration.

"Don't worry, Ron, there's still a few more days until the admissions. I believe that someone has come to register! "

"Yes, yes! With how powerful Necromancy is, someone will definitely come to register for it! " Karachi echoed.

Ron sighed to himself. His heart was filled with helplessness and disappointment. Previously, his Undead Magic was brilliant to the extreme, but now, he had fallen into a situation where no one cared about it.

"Excuse me, is it really free of charge here?" At this moment, a timid voice rang out. Ron looked over and saw that it was a boy of fourteen or fifteen. He was looking innocently at Ron.

"Yeah, yeah, little brother. Other than free tuition and living expenses, we will also give you three gold coins every month. You just need to come and register for class!" Vivian said quickly when she saw who it was.

"Really! "Ah, that's great, I want to register!" The little boy cried out in excitement.

Both Ron and Vivian's faces lit up. This was a good start. Finally, someone had come to register.

"Alright, please fill in this form, including your name, year, and so on. From today onwards, you will be a student of Baroque Academy!" Vivian smiled.

"Alright!" The little boy was also very happy.

"Erlerstein, what are you doing?" Just as the little boy was about to fill out the form, a woman's voice sounded.

At this moment, he saw a woman in civilian clothes quickly walking over. Her knees were still patched up, and it seemed like her family situation wasn't too good either.

"What are you writing, Erlerstein? "Oh my god, stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" The woman cried out in alarm and knocked out the boy's hand that was holding the brush.

"Mom, register here, no money!" The little boy pointed at the notice and said to the woman.

The woman took a look and her face changed, "Necromancy?"

"Yes, Necromancy!" As long as your child studies necromancy, the annual tuition and living expenses will be exempted. Furthermore, you will be paying three gold coins every month? "

"Three gold coins?" The woman's eyes lit up. These three gold coins were absolutely attractive to a poor family.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Under these conditions, can I enter the Mage Class?"

"Sorry, I can't!" said Ron, shaking his head.

The woman thought about it for a long time. Finally, she shook her head and left with the boy.

"I would rather let you not learn anything than to let you become a useless Necromancer and be looked down upon for your entire life …" The woman glared at the boy and said.

The mother and son walked away, but Ron's heart seemed to be blocked by something, especially as the woman's last words stabbed deeply into his heart.

"I would rather let you not learn anything than to let you become a useless Necromancer and be looked down upon for your entire life …" Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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