Assigned

Opening the great door, Merlin walked straight in.

A gigantic hall was in the building. Tiles as bright and smooth as mirrors were set on the floor. A few lively portraits were hung on the white walls all around the place. On both sides of the hall were a few huge and thick pillars, clear and fine as crystals.

Walking into the hall was like being in a dream.

However, there were not many people in the hall – only some Spell Casters dressed in gray robes. Some were sprawled lazily on the tables. It was only when they noticed Merlin's arrival that a few amongst them perked up and stared at Merlin.

Merlin walked forward, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm Wilson Merlin, I've just arrived in the Dark Magic Region. Wizard Haribo let me come here."

"Another new person? Bring your ring over for me to check."

A gray-robed Wizard with a mustache spoke coldly.

Merlin took the ring off his finger and passed it to the person.