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People from the Red Robe Brotherhood often sew three drops of blood of different colors on the right chest of the robe. The members who just joined can only sew gray blood; then there is pink, and only senior staff can sew bright red. Lance's eyes can see the pink blood drops on the chests of these two people at a glance.

"At least it's the middle-level staff. This is not a teaching area, why are they here?" Lance was a little confused. He slowed down, focused and followed secretly.

These two Red Brotherhood people had mysterious whereabouts and were very careful. However, Lance's perception ability was far beyond them, and the terrain in the castle was complex, so they followed quietly without being discovered.

The two turned a corner and suddenly stopped.

Lance frowned and watched the two men open an ancient sewer entrance, then crawl in.

Bang!

The manhole cover of the sewer was covered. Surprisingly, the manhole cover had just been covered and it disappeared on the ground along with the entrance of the sewer.

"Vanished?" Lance stood there and looked for a while, and finally stepped forward to confirm it in person.

There is no trace of the entrance on the dry surface.

"It should be a magic gate." Lance made a conclusion in his mind. Magic gate often has many addresses to enter and distant, and its entrance will move at any time according to its concealment. If it is not an insider or if it is known to the password and formula of the magic gate, it will be difficult to enter it.

He asked the fox to record the address of the place and then turned back. Behind this magic sect, it is very likely that the Red Robe Brothers' usual gathering place. The apprenticeship organization is so powerful that it should not be difficult to establish several magic sects inside the castle - after all, in terms of applying magic like this, as long as you have money, technical mage organizations such as the Rambo Union will be happy to serve them.

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Lance came to the apprenticeship management center again. Today, it is different from before. There is a long queue in the hall. The 25th is the day for open course selection, and almost all the apprentices in the castle who want to go to class and study next month have come.

At this time, Lance suddenly realized how many formal students there were in Scarlet Castle. The wide hall had already been lined up, and the three usual processing windows had turned into nine, and there were still long queues. Lance shrugged helplessly, stood behind a thin male apprentice, and waited quietly.

Fortunately, although the team is long, the wizards are very efficient at working. Each apprentice has a course selection list in his hand. Just hand over the course selection list, sign it, and pay. The weekly public courses are on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday afternoons, which means that apprentices can choose three courses to study each month. If you want to learn more knowledge and courses, you can only buy or rent books from the library to learn.

Of course, in the face of complicated witchcraft knowledge, the effect of self-study is always greatly reduced. This is why most apprentices, if they have financial conditions, generally choose to study through class. The instructors in class often have experienced the situation they are in now, and even some of the experiences they talk about casually is very valuable.

The team kept moving forward, and Lance was a little grateful that the speed of progress was still very fast.

Fifteen minutes later, more than a hundred people in front had already completed the course selection, and it was Lance's turn.

"Good morning, Loriel." This time, Lance took the lead in greeting.

A smile flashed across the red-haired girl's somewhat tired face: "It's almost noon now, Mr. Lance. Come, let me see what lesson our Magnetic Storm Mage chose?"

Lance quickly handed over the course selection form.

"Analysis of plane magnetic field", "Exploration of the Properties of Lightning Factors", "Bileg's Super Force Field"..." The girl quickly glanced at Lance and said in surprise: "Are you sure you want to choose these classes?"

Lance nodded calmly.

"Have you seen the price of these courses?" The girl was still a little surprised.

Lance smiled bitterly: "Of course. It's very expensive, but I have no choice."

Loriel shook Lance's course selection list and threw it onto an oil lamp burning with white flames beside him. Then he stuck out his tongue and said, "There are a total of one hundred and thirty magic stones. Rich Mr. Magnetic Storm Mage."

When Lance heard the offer from Loriel, even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel ache.

For general courses, the prices range from five magic stones to twenty magic stones. However, the courses chosen by Lance are not basic courses, but very advanced and rare subjects. The prices are almost the most expensive among all public courses in Scarlet Castle.

Fortunately, Lance is now rich, otherwise he would not be able to even pay for the course selection fee!

After handing over the Magic Stone honestly, Luo Ruier gave him three course selection certificates. This is his basis for class. After the course selection is completely determined, the time and place of class and the name of the teacher will also appear on these three certificates.

After saying goodbye to Rorrell, Lance was about to leave.

He walked through the crowd and before he could reach the gate of the Student Management Center, a sharp voice suddenly rang in his ear: "Hey, sir, if I were you, I wouldn't have walked out right away now."

Lance frowned and looked at the man who looked slutty beside him. This man was about the same height as himself. Judging from his appearance, he should have been a pretty man before. But now, his right face has been sank strangely, with only half of his right ear left, and his mouth is tilted, making people feel uncomfortable when they look at it.

The man smiled silently: "There are many people waiting for you outside."

Lance followed his instructions and found that there were more than twenty people gathered outside the already crowded hall. These people looked bad and had blood drops of different colors sewn on their chests.

"The people from the Red Robe Brotherhood?" Lance was a little surprised: "Are they here to cause trouble for me?"

The crooked man sneered: "Isn't it here to cause trouble for you, should I still treat you to a meal?"

Lance glanced at him with some wonder: "Who is your sir?"

"I'm Fernando," the crooked man shrugged: "My right half of my face was beaten like this by the Red Robe Brotherhood people. Not many of them could beat them, but there were a few...the blood of giants, you see."

Lance looked closely and saw an extremely tall man behind these people.

The man had a beard, one-third taller than the average person. His upper body was naked, showing terrifying muscle lines.

"The Maned Dog of the Cons family." The crooked man snorted: "He is born as a first-level mage, but he will never make any progress. However, his power is very suitable for beating people. Especially in such ghost places, spells cannot be used."

Lance was silent for a moment, and suddenly walked out with great strides. The crooked man was a little surprised, and then he smiled strangely and followed quickly.

The people from the Red Robe Brotherhood were still led by Sinke. Seeing Lance walking out openly, Sinke's expression remained unchanged, and the group immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Lance, we're meeting again." Sink said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Lance is very good at identifying antiques. I happen to have an antique of unknown age in my hand. I want to ask you to identify it. Why don't you go with me?"

Lance shook his head and said, "Sorry, you heard it wrong. I don't understand any antiques."

"Mr. Lance is so modest." Sink smiled faintly, "Mr. Lance may be a little reluctant to leave, so just help him."
Chapter completed!