Because Tang Nazhi had told her the locations of the various branches of Saint Laurent before, Shen Yanxiao found the Warlock branch with little 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. The Warlock Branch has not recruited students for many years. Compared with other bustling branches, the Warlock Branch is not only in terms of location but also in terms of location. It's remote, and even the buildings inside look a little dilapidated.
The entire branch was dark, and a statue symbolizing the symbol of the Warlock Branch stood in the empty square. Under the faint moonlight, Shen Yanxiao looked at the somewhat broken statue.
Warlocks are not popular with others and cannot find students. The Warlock branch cannot get more funds from Saint Laurent College. The entire branch seems to be incompatible with this gorgeous college.
The facial features of the statue have been blurred by wind and frost, but you can vaguely see a bird-type monster standing quietly on the shoulder of the statue.
There is nothing wrong with the Warlock profession itself, but the world's understanding is too narrow, which kills such a powerful profession in its cradle. Shen Yanxiao couldn't help but sigh, but after sighing, she understood her purpose of coming here. According to Tang Nazhi's description, Shen Yanxiao touched the Warlock Tower of the Warlock Branch. The tall Warlock Tower stood quietly under the moonlight. Looking up, he could see that the entire tower was more than thirty stories high.
But Shen Yanxiao knew very well that compared to the hundred-story libraries of other branches, the Warlock Tower was too shabby.
Perhaps because there are no students, the Warlock Tower is not as tightly guarded as other branches.
Through the open door, you can clearly see that in the tower on the first floor, only a crystal lamp is lit. Under the light, a stooped old man with a white beard is carefully repairing some damaged books.
"Xiu, how strong is that old man?" Shen Yanxiao had to ask Xiu cautiously. There are many masters in Saint Laurent Academy. Who knows if the old man guarding the gate is a hidden master.
'He's just an ordinary person. I don't feel any magic or fighting spirit in him.'
Shen Yanxiao was relieved. It seemed that the old man was just the administrator responsible for taking care of the Warlock Tower. However, sending such an ordinary person to guard the Warlock Tower was enough to show that Saint Laurent College neglected the Warlock Branch.
You must know that a large number of skill books are stored in the libraries of each branch. Even students from each branch can only enter the first few floors with the consent of their instructors. After the tenth floor, they need to pass a certain level. Only after taking the test can you get the pass.
The Warlock Tower has such an open door, it is expected that no one will be interested in this withered profession.
Since the old man was not in any danger, Shen Yanxiao naturally wanted to enter the building.
As a master thief, it is her special skill to sneak into any building silently.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Yanxiao had slipped out of the door to the stairs on the first floor. She turned to look at the old man who was still concentrating on repairing books under the light, and walked towards the second floor with confidence.
It was pitch dark on the second floor. Shen Yanxiao took out the condensed light crystal that he had prepared long ago and illuminated his way forward.