Because Donnay had told her about the locations of the various branches of Saint Laurent before, Shen Yanxiao almost didn't have much effort to touch the Warlock Branch.

The Warlock Branch, in the Saint Laurent Academy is a very embarrassing existence, the people of the Bright Continent have always had no good impression of the Warlock profession, and even the Warlock Branch has not recruited students for many years, compared with other lively branches, the Warlock Branch is not only remote, but even the buildings inside look a little dilapidated.

The entire branch was dark, and there was a figure symbolizing the symbol of the Warlock Branch standing in the empty square, and in the faint moonlight, Shen Yanxiao looked at the statue that was already a little broken.

Warlocks were not well received, no students could be found, and the Warlock Branch could not get more money from Yves Saint Laurent, and the entire branch seemed out of place with this gorgeous college.

The statue's facial features have been blurred by the wind and frost, but it can be vaguely seen that on the shoulder of the statue, a bird-like magical beast stands quietly.

There is nothing wrong with the profession of warlock in itself, but the understanding of the world is too narrow, which strangled such a powerful profession in the cradle. Shen Yanxiao couldn't help but sigh a little, but after sighing, she knew the purpose of her coming here, according to Tang Nazhi's description, Shen Yanxiao touched the front of the warlock tower of the Warlock Branch, the tall warlock tower stood quietly under the moonlight, and when she looked up, she could see that the entire tower was more than thirty stories high.

However, Shen Yanxiao knew very well that compared to the hundred-story library buildings of the other branches, the Warlock Tower was too shabby.

Perhaps because there were no students, the Warlock Tower was not as well guarded as the other branches.

Through the open door, you can clearly see that in the first floor of the tower, only a crystal lamp is lit, and under the light, a white-bearded old man with a rickety back is seriously repairing some broken books.

"Xiu, how is that old man's strength?" Shen Yanxiao had to cautiously ask Xiu, there are so many masters in the Saint Laurent Academy, who knows if the old man who watches the gate will be a hidden master.

'Just an ordinary person, I don't feel the slightest bit of magic and vindictiveness in him. ’

Shen Yanxiao put his mind at ease, it seemed that the old man was only the administrator who was in charge of taking care of the Warlock Tower, but sending such an ordinary person to guard the Warlock Tower was enough to see that Saint Laurent Academy neglected the Warlock Branch.

You must know that there are a large number of skill books stored in the library buildings of each branch, and even students from each branch can only enter the first few floors with the consent of the tutor, and after the tenth floor, they need to pass a certain test to get the pass.

The Warlock Tower was so open that it was expected that no one would have any interest in the withered profession.

Since the old man was not in any danger, Shen Yanxiao naturally wanted to touch into the building.

As a thief, touching any building silently is her housekeeping skill.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Yanxiao had already slipped from outside the door to the staircase on the first floor, she turned her head to look at the old man who was still concentrating on repairing books under the light, and walked towards the second floor with confidence.

It was pitch black on the second floor, and Shen Yanxiao took out the condensing crystal that had been prepared a long time ago and illuminated his way forward.