School Selection 3

Standing up and turning to leave, Raymon walked towards the tent of the Red Swamp without hesitation.

Rebecca, who got up almost at the same time, also followed with no hesitation.

After whispering for a while, Martina and her cousin Hobart also followed.

Only Blanche and the others talked for a few unhappy sentences before going to the tent belonging to the City of Shadows. Many teenagers who had made their choices had lined up to sign the agreement.

Raymon walked steadily to the entrance of the Red Swamp tent but looked at the situation outside the other tents before entering.

Blanche and the others were already lining up behind the long queue to enter the City of Shadows. Seeing this, Raymon narrowed his eyes and shook his head, lifted the curtain and walked in.

The tent was still dim and empty, with only the sound of brushing and brushing from the writing, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Raymon walked up to the front of the table, placed his right hand on his chest and greeted the person sitting sincerely. But when he raised his head, Raymon was still frightened.

The person sitting behind the table sat up silently. The woman in crimson robes finally let Raymon see her appearance.

She had fair skin and shining black eyes, but only the part above her nose was normal for humans. Below her nose was all delicate bones.

The snow-white mandible was exposed in front of Raymon, and the throat under the robe could vaguely see the esophagus wriggling inside. As she swallowed, the saliva passing through the esophagus was clearly visible and disappearing. And her red tongue was slowly wriggling, licking her white teeth.

Most terrifying was that in the original position of her lips below her nose, some muscle fibers like granulation tissue were stretching as if to make up for the missing part.

The snow-white mandible moved, and the clear voice appeared next to Raymon. "Have you decided to sign a contract with the Red Swamp Wizard Academy?"

Trying not to tremble, Raymon could not make a sound with his stiff cheeks. He could only nod.

She casually threw a thick agreement on the table and lowered her head calmly. "I am Margaret of the Red Swamp Wizard Academy. Sign the agreement and leave from behind the tent. We will set off when the time comes."

The terrified Raymon took a deep breath as the horrifying face in his sight disappeared. His still trembling hands picked up the agreement and flipped through it quickly.

The terms written in Gutoli were quickly checked by Raymon's chip, and Raymon was relieved to find no difference from the recruitment introduction hanging beside him. Raymon quickly signed his name at the end of the contract.

But when Raymon turned around, Rebecca, who had been following him, turned pale and looked stunned. Her hands were tightly covering her cherry lips, and her whole body was trembling.

Only Martina and her cousin Hobart, who stood by, were slightly better, but their faces were also extremely pale.

Hesitating, Raymon patted Rebecca on the shoulder to wake her from fear and then nodded at them and walked directly behind the tent, leaving this terrifying place.

When Raymon lifted the curtain behind the tent, he saw a small courtyard surrounded by dead branches. No wizard apprentice had entered here yet, but several beast-drawn carriages pulled by huge fierce beasts were parked outside the courtyard.

Seeing Raymon lift the curtain and appear in the courtyard, the burly men leaning against the fence outside chatting cast friendly smiles.

Nodding at these people, Raymon found a corner and sat down. Soon Rebecca and the others came out of the tent, but each had a look of lingering fear.

After helping Hobart sit down, the blonde and green-eyed Martina gently patted her towering chest and whispered to everyone that Margaret, the wizard of the Red Swamp, must have been attacked by evil magic. Judging from her appearance, it would take a long time for her to recover.

But as Raymon was about to ask for details, more teenagers walked into the courtyard one after another from behind the tent. Seeing this, Martina closed her mouth at Raymon's signal, and everyone waited quietly.

As time passed, only a dozen or so teenagers walked into the courtyard from behind the tent when the three-hour selection time ended. According to Raymon's chip investigation, almost all of them were second-level apprentices, and even one was a third-level apprentice.

Except that Rebecca looked a little confused and silly, these strangers seemed quite smart. Although they were also fearful when they came out of the tent at first, they soon calmed down and smiled kindly at others while keeping their distance, greeting others.

"Interesting. It seems that smart people are not without." Raymon looked at each person and silently raised his evaluation of these teenagers in his heart.

Soon the noisy and chaotic noise in the camp disappeared as the scheduled time arrived. The men outside the fence had also prepared the carriages.

Margaret, wrapped in crimson robes, also walked out as the curtain behind the tent was lifted. She walked directly through the teenagers bowing to her and out of the courtyard.

"Let's set off now." As Margaret got into a small and exquisite carriage, her clear voice came over. "Choose your carriage at will. There is enough space anyway..."

Although Margaret's somewhat complaining murmur was barely audible, Raymon heard it clearly. With narrowed eyes, Raymon smiled.

"It seems that Margaret should be quite interesting. I wonder if the other wizards of the Red Swamp Wizard Academy are as fun as her."

Silently giving Margaret a "cute" label, the picture that suddenly appeared in Raymon's mind still made him shudder.

Raymon shook his head quickly to dispel the image and followed the teenagers in the courtyard to board the carriages with each other.

The interior space of this kind of carriage prepared for everyone was enormous. Grids were specially created inside to form separate rooms, allowing everyone to enjoy their own space. Through the transparent windows on both sides of the carriage, one could vaguely see the scenery outside.

As the carriage started, Raymon, sitting by the window, saw the carriage teams belonging to other academies. After leaving this camp, these similar carriages gradually left and turned in different directions.