Su Mu quickly arranged his clothes so that he, wearing a burqa and a hood, looked more like the spellcaster he had expected.
Then he carefully concealed the long sword beside his waist, and then walked neatly towards the branch office of the academy.
The branch office of the college is surrounded by a rococo-style building facing the central square of the city.
Surrounded by the milky white colonnades, the various color lamps are extremely extravagant and reflect each other.
And in the arc-shaped dome in the center of the hall, countless delicate colors are inlaid with magic, and it is constantly changing with curling grass and flowers, or flying birds and fishes.
However, at this time, Su Mu did not stop because of the glitz in front of him. Instead, he continued to walk along the corridor behind the hall towards the registration location marked in the guide.
With the guidance of this path, the place Su Mu finally came to was another hall on the side of the building complex.
It seems that this hall itself is the place where the enrollment assessment is registered.
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However, when Su Mu took a deep breath and really pushed open the two wide wooden doors of the registration office, the sight of Su Mu's eyes instantly appeared, but it was clearly beyond Su Mu's original expectation.
I saw this simple and luxurious hall, but there was no dust in the slightest.
Even vaguely, it makes people feel a little noisy.
Because at this moment, in this hall for registration, there are no fewer than dozens of people standing there. In the meantime, there are countless waiters holding trays, carrying drinks and desserts, and constantly shuttles through the crowd.
And everyone here, they are wearing exquisite and neat dresses, and they are also talking about the fashions of the world, as if this is a salon of the upper class.
In such an environment, Su Mu, who wore a burqa, appeared to be particularly abrupt and dazzling.
So before Su Mu could speak, someone asked in astonishment:
"Excuse me? This is the admissions office of the Northern Magic Academy. If you want to apply for the magic level assessment, you should go to the other side of the hall."
Obviously, although the questioner easily recognized that he was indeed a spellcaster through Su Mu's dressing.
However, for some reason, he never seemed to think that Su Mu was here for the registration assessment, and even when he looked at Su Mu, he always had a natural sense of dominance.
But Su Mu's answer obviously exceeded everyone's expectations:
"Uh... Excuse me, where can I apply for Beijing College?"
As for Su Mu's rhetorical question, not only the questioner just now, immediately stared at Su Mu strangely. Even the other people around him also looked at Su Mu one after another.
And in their eyes, there was no even deliberate contempt.
What you really have is actually really puzzled.
Then at Su Mu's insistence, the crowd silently gave up a passage, allowing a middle-aged man behind the hall to slowly walk towards Su Mu's location.
But what is even more bizarre is that even the middle-aged man in charge of enrollment, facing Su Mu, who is dressed in this way, seems to have an incredible face.
Even if it was him, he was slightly suspicious and confirmed again:
"So, you also want to apply for the Northern Magic Academy?"
All this in front of him undoubtedly made Su Mu feel more and more confused.
However, applying for the Northern Territory Magic Academy is indeed too important to Su Mu today. No matter how embarrassed Su Mu is at this moment, he finally has to make a serious confirmation.
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man did not deliberately make things difficult for Su Mu, but silently led Su Mu, who had received much attention, to a huge desk in a corner of the hall.
Then he gently handed a piece of magic paper for filling in information to Su Mu's hand, and quickly continued:
"The minimum requirement for registration is to reach the sixth level of small print. I think you have already known it. Now you only need to fill in this magic form with all your personal information, and you are considered to have completed the registration for the assessment."
Having said this, the middle-aged man paused slightly.
In fact, for most applicants, the task of the middle-aged person actually ends here, but only for Su Mu, who is out of place in front of him, the middle-aged person is still a subconscious reminder:
"After completing this form, you still need to pay the test fee, registration fee, and item consumption fee, a total of 40 gold coins. And you must complete the payment within three days, because the assessment will officially start after three days."
"And if you fail to pay the fee overdue, your registration information... will also be cancelled!"
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Undoubtedly, it was only at this moment that Su Mu finally understood the strange eyes of others.
It turns out that in this world, magic is actually exclusive to the rich.
Based on Su Mu's perception of the purchasing power of the world in front of him, the so-called gold coins are in fact a currency that is difficult for ordinary people to touch. Even if it is a mercenary of rank five or six, one mission can only earn a handful of coins.
So for a magic apprentice of rank 6 in small print, if you don't rely on the generous support from the family, you will have to do everything in order to sign up for the assessment.
Therefore, for Su Mu's insistence on applying for the exam, the group of people were so surprised.
However, at this moment, Su Mu was also calm and did not show a slight difference.
There is also at least three days of buffer for the deadline for anti-orthogonal settlement. Su Mu had a big deal, so he sold the third-rank thin blade under the robe, and it was finally able to solve the distress in front of him.
So after filling in the identity information, Su Mu still calmly got up and left.
Even when I left, I didn't forget to express my gratitude to the middle-aged people.
And Su Mu's unrestrained mannerism really made the middle-aged man in front of him look slightly.
After all, in terms of the experience of middle-aged people, he has already seen a lot of people with abundant resources, broad knowledge, and even talents.
But there are only a handful of people who can successfully enter the academy from Maz City every year.
Therefore, most of the people in the hall at this moment do not expect that they can really pass the exam. They just use this assessment as a gilded part of their lives, thus turning this place into a place for socializing.
But the only exception seemed to be Su Mu in front of him.
Su Mu obviously didn't bother to communicate more with this group of rich children; and he was also very clear about his true purpose of coming here; even the surprised gaze of others seemed to be difficult to influence Su Mu.
Therefore, looking at the back of Su Mu going away, the middle-aged man silently placed Su Mu as the focus of this assessment.
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What the middle-aged people didn't know was that the reason why Su Mu left there so simply was actually not disdain for others at all.
On the contrary... In front of a group of local tyrants, that deep helplessness.
Su Mu had never heard of the mainland situation among that group of people; and the boring time consumed by that group of people at will, Su Mu did not dare to waste at all.
Even the group of dudes in front of them, their self-confidence supported by money, Su Mu is working hard to pursue it.
Therefore, under such a predicament, how dare Su Mu stay more.
Can only escape in the wild, surrounded by a group of local tyrants!