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Barovacs Academy was located in Barovacs City. Barovacs Academy had an extremely long history, and it took up an extremely large amount of land. A long time ago, Barovacs City was Barovacs Academy.

However, the current Baroque City had expanded over and over again. Moreover, this city no longer had only one Baroque Academy, but rather, it was the location of the three great academies in the Roland Empire.

In addition to Barovex, there are two other academies. They are:

Compared to the Baroque Academy, which had a long history, the most unique features of this academy were the Dragon Knights. No, to be exact, the Earth Dragon Knights were the ones who rode the Earth Dragon to fight. The Dragon Knights were a glorious title, and most of the students of the Xiang Long Academy carried such a dream in their hearts and worked hard for it.

His name was Hans. Hans Academy had been developed for hundreds of years, and had once been in a glorious state, but now, compared to the Baroque Academy of Dragon of Soaring Dragon, it seemed rather depressed. However, the thieves and assassins trained by Hans Academy were the best in the entire continent.

As the academy that had the longest history, Baroque Academy's buildings seemed a little old, revealing a feeling of heaviness from the passing of time.

On this day, it was the recruitment day for the three great academies of the Roland Empire, which was held every year at the same time. The three great academies were recruiting once every year, and the time was in the spring, which was also the same time, when the three great academies of the Roland Empire were recruiting once every year, which was when the three great academies were recruiting once every year, which was when the time was in the spring.

The specially recruited students of the various academies were not ordinary people. Students of extremely high talent had long been targeted by them at such a young age. For this reason, the various academies had set up all sorts of conditions to attract these talented students.

"How are the specially recruited students doing this year? Sigh, I hope they won't get robbed!" He held a thick stack of documents in his hand, and he hurriedly rushed towards the Special Recruitment Department. The information he held in his hand was precisely that of those genius students, and if one of them were to run away, it would be a great loss to the academy.

With a loud crash, d'Abbs accidentally bumped into a man at the corner. The most embarrassing part was that the man was splashing him with a glass of water.

"Fuck, who — who walks without an eye?" Rubbing and rubbing his dripping face, d'Abbs almost swore. All the important information was soaked through.

"Ah, Teacher Vivian, so it's you!" When he saw who it was, he did not curse, but frowned at her.

Vivian was about twenty-three or twenty-four, her beautiful black hair tied behind her head, and she wore a black mage's robe that tightened around her slender body. A face as white as a goose's egg and an innocent, innocent expression could kill any man.

Vivian was the youngest teacher in Baroque Academy. It wasn't because she was knowledgeable or had great strength, but because she was studying in a special division — the Necromancy division.

Vivian's father, who had retired because of a physical problem, had inherited the academy's mentor. Her father was also a necromancer, but what was surprising was that he was older than sixty this year, and because he married late — at forty — Vivian, Vivian stood with her father like a grandfather-grandchild. Many people didn't believe that he was a father.

The Undead division was famous for being a trash in the academy. In the three years that Vivian had taken over the Undead division, she had not recruited a single student. This had long attracted the dissatisfaction of the academy's upper echelons.

Vivian herself felt wronged. The academy's tuition was getting higher and higher. Coupled with the rumor that the Necromancy division was' powerful ', the news had already spread throughout the continent. Who would come to learn these fragile Necromancy? Even if you want to learn it, the Necromancers on the streets only charge 1 gold coin and it's even a bag for the Church.

He said to Vivian, "I say Vivian, you have been in the Necromancy Department for three years and you haven't been able to recruit a single student. Adding your father's period of time, it has been seven years since your Necromancy Department has had a single student.

Dabbs made some excuse, but what he said was true.

"I'm sorry, Dean d'Abbs." "I will work hard!"

In the entire continent, there was no longer anyone who trained in Necromantic Magic. There had never been anyone who had studied Necromantic Magic in Dragon Academy, and when it was first established, Hans Academy had once operated it for a period of time.

This wasn't something to be boasted about. Baroque Academy was ridiculed by the other two great academies. There were always voices in the academy's upper echelons canceling the undead division, and this year's event was the most intense.

If the Necromancy division was abolished, Vivian's income would be gone. She could only live off of her father's retirement income. Vivian's salary wasn't very high, but compared to the other Necromancers, it was still pretty decent.

Dabbs shook his head, tidied up his drenched clothes, and said, "Vivian, this is not your problem. There are Necromancers out there, you can learn with just a gold coin, and with the strength of the Necromancers …" As you know, there is only one way to study Necromancy now! "

"Vivian, the higher ups of the academy have decided to eliminate the Necromancy division next year, so you don't have to worry." Vivian, the higher ups of the academy have decided to abolish the Necromancy division next year, so you don't have to worry. It was here that he announced his decision, to prepare Vivian.

"Dean d'Abbs, you can't..." When Vivian heard this, she became anxious. She knew that the academy was serious, so she hurriedly said, "Dean d'Abbs, I will definitely recruit new students this year. Please rest assured!"

"There's no point in accepting him. The higher ups of the academy have already decided that this cannot be changed. Unless the Headmaster himself speaks up, I don't think anything else can be changed!"

Seeing Vivian's expression, Dabbs sighed. "Vivian! "I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. Just think about it, is it really necessary to pass down the profession of Necromancer …"

He shook his head, then turned away, no longer caring about Vivian.

Vivian stayed where she was, feeling dejected. She couldn't help but ask herself, was there really a need to pass down the profession of Necromancer?

There are many legends about Necromancers, and those third-rate novels that describe them as powerful, mysterious, and terrifying. However, in reality, the Necromancers are just trash: not strong, not mysterious, not terrifying. Those Necromancers are at the bottom of society, and their positions are just like beggars.

Even Vivian had to admit that the Necromancers in those third-rate novels were written by the Necromancers who were at the bottom of the spectrum, unable to come up with anything. Their goal was to fill their stomachs with three meals, and it was these third-rate novels that managed to hoodwink quite a few people into stepping onto the path of becoming a Necromancer.

Up until now, no one had come to learn these so-called Necromancy Magic. The Necromancy Magic had already completely ripped off that fake drawing, and even Vivian herself didn't have much confidence.

At this moment, a few voices entered her ear. It turned out to be a few students passing by, discussing something in hushed tones.

"Eh? Look, this is Instructor Vivian? "

"Tsk, what an unusual teacher, she is just a pitiful worm who lives by himself. She hasn't even taught a single student!"

"Oh, so that's the case. I saw that she was a good person. Which faculty did she teach?"

"The trash of the Necromancy Branch..."

"So that's how it is!"

Several of the students whispered, trying to keep their voices down, but the words reached Vivian's ears.

A few students chatted for a while, then quickly walked away. As they passed by her, they revealed looks of disdain.

"Sigh …" It's been three years, a whole three years. She didn't know how many looks and discussions like these met her, and she was already used to them. Even her father was the same, and out of the few students he taught, most of them dropped out after only a few months.

In this world where strength reigned supreme, those without it would naturally be looked down upon by others. Compared to other teachers, Vivian's strength was not even comparable to normal students, and if it wasn't for her identity as a teacher protected by the school rules, no one would dare to do anything to her. However, it was common for people to mock and ridicule her, criticize her and even give her face in public.

"Sigh, I hope that I'll be able to recruit a student this year. It'll be good if even one of you can do it!" She lightly clenched her pink fists and encouraged herself, "Vivian, work hard! You will definitely be able to do it! "

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