In the Kingdom of Glenmay, everyone has heard of the title of "Royal Academy of Arts and Law", but if you want to tell the specific location of the academy, perhaps one of them can't be found in 1,000 people.

In fact, even the advanced mage Lokandi couldn't explain the specific location of the Royal Academy of Arts and Law. The only thing he knew was that the entrance to the academy was No. 309 in the Garden District.

This is a very strange saying. According to common sense, since the entrance to the college is No. 309 in the Garden District, the college itself is No. 309 in the Garden District, but Lokandi kept shaking his head.

He didn't explain in detail, he just said that Roland understood when he arrived.

The carriage, with Roland, full of doubt, passed by the gate of Grent Fortress, and then walked forward for about seven or eight minutes, then stopped in front of a low wall.

"Young Master, No. 309 in Garden District has arrived." The voice of the coachman John came in.

Roland got off the carriage, and the first thing he wanted was to enter was a wall covered with flower vines. Among the dense flower vines, there was a small wooden door less than 1 meter wide hidden. The wooden door was open, and behind it was a middle-aged man in black stood.

Looking inside through the wall, you can't see any buildings, you can only see thick woods.

It was very lively at the door, with many carriages parked, and many young people carrying packages were walking. Judging from their appearance and clothes, they should be students from the college.

"Young Master, your package." The coachman John handed Roland his luggage. He didn't have much stuff, a backpack, containing a change of clothes. There was also a small wooden box containing green flame wine, a few bottles of magic potions, some spell materials, and a small set of carving tools.

Before entering the door, Roland told the coachman John, "After you go back, you told Miss Lily that everything is fine here and she should not worry about it. Oh, by the way, tell her that if you like sculpture, you should practice it often. If you encounter any problems, write me."

"I remember, Master."

"Go."

John nodded and left.

Roland strode towards the wooden door.

When he arrived at the door, the middle-aged man in black took a step forward, bowed to Roland, and said, "I am the college guide Luo Wen. If you are a freshman in the college, please show your admission documents. If you are already a college student, please show the college badge."

Of course, Roland does not have a college badge, but he has admission documents.

The guide took the official document and looked at it a few times. When he looked up, he looked at Roland with a hint of sympathy: "Ah~ It turns out that he is the battle mage of the Fifth Legion of the Lion, please come in."

After entering the wooden door, the view ahead was a quiet forest, with mist floating in the forest, making the forest look very deep, like a primeval forest.

There is a path in the forest. There are already many people on the path, and they are all walking towards the depths of the forest.

"Please walk in the forest path. After about 10 minutes, you will see the academy." A voice that attracted Luo Wen came from behind.

At this time, a few young people happened to enter the door. They passed by Roland talking and laughing, and walked onto the small path in the forest without any scruples.

Roland also felt relieved, he accelerated his pace a little and followed.

After walking for a while, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind: "Roland~Roland~Wait for me."

Roland turned around and saw a thin and pale young man behind him who was quickened and trotted over. It was Trunks who had participated in the assessment with him before.

Roland remembered very clearly that Trunks drew a 'fossil into iron' transformation scroll, and won the second place in the magic test. Later, in the regulatory corridor, Gironte, who was killed, was also his friend.

They passed the assessment together and became combat mages together. Now they entered the Royal Academy of Arts and Law for combat training together, and that is the classmates.

Roland stopped and waited for him.

Trunks was not very physically good. After trotting for a few steps, he gasped and his face seemed to turn pale. When he arrived beside Roland, he had to look up at Roland because of his shortness and said exaggeratedly: "Wow~ Roland, you are so strong."

Roland laughed and patted Trunks on the shoulder, but ended up touching a bunch of bones: "It's not that I'm strong, it's that you're too thin. You can't stand the battlefield with such a body."

Trunks said with a bitter face: "I know this too, but there is no way. Who makes my family poor... If you don't mention this, have you heard of it? That Guangling died and was killed."

Speaking of the second half, Trunks showed excitement on his face and waved his thin fist hard.

Roland began to continue walking along the path deep into the forest: "Of course I heard of it."

Trunks took a few steps to follow Roland's footsteps: "Seven days ago, she killed my friend Girent, and I hated her to death. But unexpectedly, she was killed by someone in a blink of an eye, and her body was humiliated and watched by countless people! Haha, this must be the punishment of the goddess of fate!"

"Um~ Maybe." Roland responded vaguely.

He didn't want to discuss too much about Guangling. Seeing Trunks' gloating look, he reminded: "It is of course a good thing for the murderer to be punished. However, in Turin, insulting Guangling's reputation is still a serious crime. Trunks, it's better for us to discuss less about this matter."

Trunks was stunned and looked at Roland with some surprise: "Are you afraid of Guangling?"

Roland shook his head: "It's not that you're afraid, there's no need to provoke you, and we don't have the power to fight against Guangling."

"Oh~" Trunks was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "You are right. The reason why Gironte was unfortunate was that he couldn't control his emotions... Alas."

The two walked silently for a while, and Trunks said again: "Roland, when Ms. Mariland took action, we were all shocked. Only you still remember to save people. Because of this, everyone admires you very much."

Roland raised his eyebrows: "Everyone?"

"It was the battle mages who were recruited into the Fifth Legion of the Lions this time. You left early that day, but we all got together and had a dance party. Everyone got to know each other. Everyone thought you were amazing."

Roland suddenly realized: "Oh, so that's it."

At this moment, Roland suddenly found that the fog in the forest became very rich, white. Trunks beside him was obviously less than half a meter away, but Roland could hardly see his face clearly, and even his voice was a little blurred.

The fog was so rich that Roland didn't dare to continue moving forward, so he could only stand still.

The thick fog lasted about 10 seconds. In the blink of an eye, the fog dissipated and disappeared again. Trunks was still standing beside Roland, but the scenery around them changed drastically.

Before the thick fog, there is a quiet and primeval forest.

After the thick fog, the forest disappeared, and the two stood above a slope... No, to be precise, at the edge of a huge basin.

Behind them was the steep mountain wall, and there was no way out, which means they appeared out of thin air.

Their current position is a circular open space with a diameter of about 10 meters. Six huge light blue rune stones are placed around the open space.

In front is a huge circular basin. The diameter of the basin is visually estimated to be more than 3 kilometers. There is a circle around the basin, full of mountain walls, extremely steep, with a height of at least 300 meters, completely isolated from the outside world.

What is strange is that in this closed basin, there are three rivers flowing down from the surrounding mountain walls. They all converge to the center of the basin to form a huge lake, and the surroundings of the lake are surrounded by dense buildings.

Although there are many of these buildings, they are well planned and show a sense of order.

In short, the drastic changes in the blink of an eye made Roland feel the illusion of entering the Peach Blossom Land.

With his current magic knowledge, he only knows that this is a kind of space-transforming spell. They must be no longer in Turin City, but where is the exact location? Roland has no idea at all.

He also had a lot of knowledge about the city of Turin and the surrounding terrain. When he thought about it carefully, he could not have imagined that such a huge closed basin would be hidden in any location.

"Did the tutor say he doesn't know the specific location of the college? I really can't understand the situation. Only by experiencing it yourself can you know it."

Trunks was also full of surprise: "Oh~ the power of the spell is really shocking."

At this time, someone appeared in the circular clearing.

Roland could see clearly that the place where the man appeared was originally empty, and then a ball of white mist appeared first. After the mist dissipated, another person came out of thin air.

During this process, the six light blue rune stones around the open space began to emit blue glimmers. When the person appeared, the glimmers disappeared.

During the whole process, Roland did not feel any fluctuations in mana, but he felt a little dizzy in his head, a sense of time and space disorder that could not determine his specific location and could not feel the passage of time.

‘The instructor said that teleportation is an extraordinary spell… This thing is indeed a bit tricky.’

He gently pulled Trunks' arm: "Let's stop blocking it, go."

"Um."

Walking out of the circular clearing, there is a spacious white stone road. Walk along this road for about 30 meters. There is a simple wooden sign erected on the side of the road, which says 'Welcome to the Royal Academy of Arts and Law'.

Trunks looked at the faded text and couldn't help but complain: "Well~ it looks perfunctory."

Roland smiled and said, "Haha~ Maybe they call this the heaviness of history."

He walked past the street sign and continued to walk forward. After walking less than 3 steps, he suddenly felt something hit on his waist, and it hurt a little.

“What’s the situation?”

Roland moved slightly, reached into her pocket and found that it was a white wood carving. After this little thing was held by Roland's hand, it shook three times in a row. The tremor was very strong, and Roland's palms were a little numb.

Roland was surprised: "Why, are you planning to self-destruct?"

As a result, after 3 shocks, the white wood carving fell into silence again, as if the previous violent vibration was just an illusion.

Roland's mind was full of inexplicableness.
Chapter completed!