Aaron and Vereesa put on the Nar'thalas Academy uniforms that did not fit well and exuded a faint musty smell, and re-entered the academy. This time, the surrounding Undead did not rush over to attack them, but indifferently allowed them to enter the academy.
"It's really so easy to sneak in." Vereesa Until he had reached the depths of the Nar'thalas Academy, he still felt a little incredible that the trip went so smoothly, "Aaron, where should we go next?"
"Let's take a look..." Aaron thought for a moment and glanced around the dimly lit academy hall, looking for the figure of the elf mentor who reminded him to pay attention to his dress.
The short contact just now failed to make Aaron remember the face of that elf. After all, in Aaron's eyes, Night Elf was all the same except for facial patterns, and these dead souls were basically translucent, which was even more difficult to identify. But Aaron finally remembered the elf's dress, and most of the surrounding dead elf souls looked like students similar to them, and there were only a few tutors in total.
After finding the tutor, Aaron pretended to be an ordinary student and had a few random conversations with the tutor. After confirming that the tutor was not so clear-headed, he tentatively asked the tutor about Tidestone's location. However, the tutor said that he didn't know much about it and maybe the dean knew.
When Aaron asked if the other party could take him to see the dean, Undead replied like this, "Do you want to see the dean? Is it about admission? It doesn't matter, just take a few tests. After passing the test, the dean will definitely agree to let you join."
"What?" Aaron was stunned for a moment when he heard the other party's words. He had clearly inquired about Tidestone's location just now, so why did he want to go to the dean for admission?
After thinking about it, Aaron felt that this might be because Undead had gone through thousands of years and his brain was no longer as clear as it seemed. It might be that Aaron's behavior reminded the other person of certain memories from the past.
No matter what the other party thought, since they had already asked for a test before going to see the dean, Aaron looked at Vereesa. Vereesa made a reassuring gesture like Aaron, and walked confidently in front of the revenant spirit.
Aaron In order to avoid being caught by the opponent and being tested, he quietly retreated to the corner of the room and hid near a group of mage apprentices who were waving their wands to each other and practicing firing fireballs - judging from the appearance of these apprentices, they may have been practicing this for tens of thousands of years, as evidenced by the walls they blasted into pieces.
Over there, Vereesa has already started testing according to the instructions of the mage instructor. Aaron couldn't see clearly the specific content of the test because of the distance. However, judging from Vereesa's actions, he first wrote something on the paper, and then used the wand to cast a few simple spells.
Although the content of these tests does not seem complicated, there is a lot of content. By the time the test is over, Aaron feels like several hours have passed.
Vereesa waved to Aaron, motioning for him to come over, and told him that the test went very well, and that the dead elf had agreed to take them to the dean.
"I said it would be no problem. She also praised me for my solid foundation and I will definitely achieve something in Arcane in the future." Vereesa proudly showed off to Aaron, "Let me just say, it's not difficult at all to pretend to be a mage apprentice or something."
"The dean is inside. You must be careful not to offend her. The dean's temper is not very good." As the two of them were whispering, the spirit soul who finally agreed to Aaron's request brought them to a closed door and signaled that they could go in.
Aaron tentatively stepped forward and knocked on the door, and found that the closed stone door on this side was very thick, and even after tens of thousands of years, the magic aura attached to the stone door had not lost its effectiveness, Aaron His hand tapped on it, and with the tapping point of Aaron as the center, circular ripples spread out, like water waves. When the water waves spread to the entire door, the stone door slowly fell down, revealing the room behind the door.
Aaron and Vereesa couldn't help but marvel when they saw the scene in front of them. They looked at each other and stepped into the room. When they crossed the stone door, the door automatically rose. Before the stone door was closed tightly, they could still hear the instructor's instructions. "Be polite to the dean, otherwise the dean will..."
The last paragraph of content was blocked by the stone door. It can be seen that the sound insulation effect of this thick stone door is very good. As long as it is closed tightly, no sound will be transmitted at all.
"What will happen to the dean?" Aaron looked back at Shimen and thought to himself, why didn't the tutor finish his words in advance and had to wait until this time to say it so that he couldn't hear the second half? Could this person have done it on purpose?
"Aaron, look over there." Vereesa gently patted Aaron's shoulder and pointed to the inside of the room. This room was not very big, and the surrounding furnishings had become very dilapidated. There were few items that remained intact. The most surprising thing in the room was that there were dozens or hundreds of books floating in the air in the room, making irregular movements.
"It's a bit magical." Aaron stared at this scene blankly. Although the room looked dilapidated, the books that could fly by themselves in front of him were enough for Aaron to feel the dean's magical attainments. Ten thousand years have passed, and these books can still fly and still maintain basic integrity. It is simply terrifying.
Aaron paid special attention to the surrounding environment and found that most of the area in the room was covered with dust. Only a small area opposite these books maintained the most basic cleanliness. It seemed that the target should be there.
Aaron and Vereesa walked towards the area cautiously. Before they could get around the books flying in the air, they heard a majestic voice coming from the opposite side.
"These are all personal to me," the gentle, gentle yet majestic voice came from behind the flying magic books, "Are you two freshmen? Why are you here in my office?"
Judging from the content of the other person's words, this instructor may have stronger thinking than the previous instructor. When Aaron and Vereesa were discussing in low voices what to do, the dean had a straight face and reprimanded the two:
"Wait a minute, I remember it's working time now, right? How come you... I've said it countless times, you all have to take classes seriously, how can you just hang around? It seems I'm going to teach you a lesson."