Chapter 113: Withered Warlock's Path (3)

Because before Donna told her about the location of the various branches of Yves Saint Laurent, Shen Yanxiao almost touched the Warlock Branch with little effort.
Warlock Branch, a very awkward presence at Yves Saint Laurent College, the people of the bright continent have never had a good impression of the warlock profession. Even with the Warlock Branch, it has not received students for many years. Compared with other lively branches, the Warlock Branch is not only located. Out of the way, even the buildings inside are a bit worn.
In the darkness of the entire branch, there is still a statue symbolizing the sign of the Warlock's branch in the empty square. Under the faint moonlight, Shen Yanxiao looked at the broken statue.
Warlocks are not seen by people, students can't be found, and the Warlocks Branch has no way to get more money from Saint Laurent College. The entire branch seems to be incompatible with this gorgeous college.
The facial features of the statue have been blurred by the wind and frost, but it is faintly visible. On the shoulder of the statue, a bird of warcraft is standing quietly.
The warlock profession itself is not wrong, but the world's understanding is too narrow, so that such a strong career is killed in the cradle. Shen Yanxiao can not help but sigh, but after sighing, she knows the purpose of her coming here. According to the description of Donaghy, Shen Yanxiao touched the warlock tower in the Warlock branch, and the tall warlock tower stood quietly in the moonlight. Underneath, looking up, you can see that the entire tower is more than 30 layers high.
However, Shen Yanxiao is very clear. Compared with the library buildings of the other branches of the 150th floor, the Warlock Tower is too shabby.
Xu is not a student, the Warlock Tower is not as rigorous as other branches.
Through the open door, you can clearly see the tower in the first floor, only lit a crystal lamp. Under the light, a white-bearded old man with a back ridge is seriously repairing some broken books.
"Repair, how is the strength of the old man?" Shen Yanxiao had to be cautious in asking for repairs. The master of the Saint Laurent College is like a cloud. Who knows if the old man who looks at the gate will be a hidden master.
‘It’s just an ordinary person, I don’t feel a little bit of magic and grudge on him. ’
Shen Yanxiao put it down, it seems that the old man is only responsible for the administrator of the Warlock Tower, but sending such an ordinary person to take care of the Warlock Tower is enough to see the neglect of the St. Lawrence College.
It should be known that a large number of skill books are stored in the library buildings of each branch. Even students in each branch can only enter the first few layers with the consent of the instructor, and after tenth floor, they must pass certain Test to get a pass.
The Warlock Tower is so open that it is expected that no one will have any interest in this dying profession.
Since the old man is not in danger, Shen Yanxiao naturally wants to touch the building.
As a thief, silently touched any building, but that is her housekeeping skills.
In the blink of an eye, Shen Yanxiao has slipped from the door to the stairway of the first floor. She turned her head and looked at the old man who was still working on the books under the light, and walked toward the second floor with confidence.
The second floor was dark, and Shen Yanxiao took out the crystal that had been prepared for a long time, illuminating his own way.