Chapter 179 Departure
Greybone Academy, within the dormitory of the first year.
At this time, Monica lay sprawled across her desk in a state of dejection, her eyes hollow as if she had suddenly become a lifeless puppet.
And on her desk, there still lay a card signifying the selection of the "lucky" individual.
"Take it easy, I don't think the academy would use such a method to send us weak wizard apprentices to our deaths, it's probably just a test." Sally, on the other hand, was quite calm, flipping through a book while comforting her friend.
"But every time I think about being involved in the battles between wizards, I feel an uncontrollable nervousness," Monica voiced softly, her voice trembling slightly.
"Our batch of new blood is actually pretty good, you know? Before, more than half of the new blood at Greybone Academy would die within three years of entering due to various reasons. Compared to them, this kind of trial is probably nothing," she continued.