Chapter 113 Withering Warlock Road (3)

Because Tang Nazhi had told her about the locations of Saint Laurent's various branches before, Shen Yanxiao found the Warlock's branch almost without much effort.

The Warlock Branch is a very embarrassing existence in Saint Laurent College. People in the Bright Continent have never had a good impression of the Warlock profession. Even the Warlock Branch has not recruited students for many years. Compared with other lively branches, the Warlock Branch is not only the location It's remote, and even the buildings inside look a bit dilapidated.

The entire branch was pitch black, and a statue symbolizing the Warlock Branch stood on the empty square. Under the faint moonlight, Shen Yanxiao looked at the somewhat dilapidated statue.

Warlocks were unpopular, and they couldn't find any students. The Warlock branch couldn't get more funds from the Academy of Saint Laurent. The entire branch seemed out of place with this gorgeous academy.

The facial features of the statue have been worn and blurred by wind and frost, but it can be vaguely seen that on the shoulder of the statue, there is a bird-type monster standing quietly.

There is nothing wrong with the profession of warlock itself, it is just that the world's understanding is too narrow, which kills such a powerful profession in its infancy. Shen Yanxiao couldn't help sighing, but after sighing, she knew the purpose of coming here. According to Tang Nazhi's description, Shen Yanxiao touched in front of the Warlock Tower of the Warlock Branch. The tall Warlock Tower stood quietly in the moonlight Underneath, looking up, you can see that the entire tower is more than thirty stories high.

But Shen Yanxiao knew very well that compared with the 100-story library buildings of other branches, the warlock tower was too shabby.

Perhaps because there are no students, the warlock tower is not as strictly guarded as other branches.

Through the open door, one can clearly see that in the tower on the first floor, only one crystal lamp is lit. Under the lamp, an old man with a hunched back and a white beard is earnestly repairing some damaged books.

"Xiu, how is that old man's strength?" Shen Yanxiao had to ask Xiu cautiously, there are so many masters in Saint Laurent Academy, who knows if this old man who guards the gate is a hidden master.

'It's just an ordinary person, I don't feel a little bit of magic power and vindictiveness in him. '

Shen Yanxiao felt relieved, it seemed that the old man was just an administrator in charge of taking care of the Warlock Tower, but sending such an ordinary person in charge of guarding the Warlock Tower was enough to show Saint Laurent College's neglect of the Warlock Branch.

You must know that there are a large number of skill books stored in the library buildings of each branch. Even the students of each branch can only enter the first few floors with the consent of the instructor. test to get a pass.

With the door of the Warlock Tower so open, it is expected that no one will have any interest in this withered profession.

Since the old man was not in any danger, Shen Yanxiao naturally wanted to enter the building.

As a thief, she can sneak into any building without a sound, that is her housekeeping skill.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yanxiao had already slipped from the door to the stairs on the first floor. She turned her head to look at the old man who was still concentrating on mending books under the light, and walked towards the second floor with confidence.

It was pitch black on the second floor, Shen Yanxiao took out the condensing crystal that he had prepared long ago, and illuminated his way forward.