Before they walked a few steps, they stopped at the door of a large clothing store with more than ten floors of conical towers. Looking at the dense crowds of people flowing inside and outside the open door, Rick couldn't help but want to squeeze in.

"Hahaha, don't think that there are too many people and just think that this is ordinary. Let's go to the top floor, which is the favorite place for the nobles." As he said that, Mihaier went around and came to the back door of the clothing store.

"Wait a minute, please show your...ah, it's Lord Mihaier, please come in." The guard wearing heavy knight armor immediately let go when he saw that the person coming was Mihaier.

Michel smiled proudly at Rick and walked into a special black passage.

Not long after the two of them walked, a magic circle with a light blue light appeared in front of them. A man in a robe next to the formation smiled slightly at Mihair.

There is actually a teleportation array, and this place is really rich. Rick naturally wouldn't think that Michelle took him to the elevator.

Mihair didn't even bother to look at him, and said as he walked into the magic circle, "Go to the top level."

The magician nodded, raised his hand to chant the spell, and activated the teleportation array.

The light flashed, and the two of them disappeared in the formation. Rick's eyes were dazed in front of him, and when he saw it clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The magnificent corridor is surrounded by a wide variety of gorgeous clothes on the walls. Each piece has the origin, producer, and characteristics like a work of art. And a team of attendants stand neatly in the corridor, which means that each piece of clothing has a dedicated person in charge.

This is not a clothing store. It is an art museum. Seeing that the corridor is well connected and the hall is also displaying these exquisite works, Rick couldn't help but think.

Michel was very satisfied with Rick's reaction. He said proudly: "Every piece of clothing here is from the hands of a master of design, and there is only one piece."

Rick gave him a glance and said, "What are you excited about? It's not your home."

Mihair laughed and said, "This store belongs to Diego. Although his father is just a small marquis, his family is a big businessman. So, just choose whatever you want. That boy will never have any objection, right?" He picked the chin of a cute waitress and said badly.

The girl smiled shyly and lowered her head. She was feeling irritated at this moment. She knew that the person who could reach the top floor of this store was either rich or noble, and she was just a small civilian. If the person in front of her made any unfair request, she would not dare to refuse.

Alas, fortunately, this guy looks quite handsome, at least not as scary as those old men. When the girl thought that a few sisters working here were ruined, the girl made a decision.

However, what hurts self-esteem is that Michelle has no interest in her at all. She just touched her chin provocatively and did not follow up. Instead, she followed the man in black and selected clothes for him.

The girl sighed, and seemed a little disappointed while being glad.

Is there anything wrong? This thing costs 1,800 gold coins? Rick couldn't help but feel shocked when he looked at the black long-sleeved top in his hand.

"Hey, that's the whole dress." Michel ordered the attendant beside him.

Seeing Mihail smiled at him, Rick did not refuse, and happily accepted the whole black dress worth three thousand gold coins.

"These nobles are so extravagant." Rick always thought that the thousand gold coins that Diego gave him were enough to support his second half of his life. Now, seeing these clothes that cost thousands of times, he secretly said.

Compared to the bustling downstairs, there are many people on the top floor. Occasionally, someone passes by, and they will smile at the two of them friendly or say hello to Mihaier.

Half an hour passed, and Michel finally let Rick go.

"Yes, you're also a noble soon, so you're like a little bit." Michel said narcissistically tugging her blonde hair, "Of course, it's incomparable to me."

At this time, Rick was wearing a straight black dress, with silver light armor covered with shoulders, arms, legs and chest. This person looked majestic and heroic. As for this silver armor, according to Michel, it is a metal called mitral. This thing is light and hard, and it does not appear bulky when worn on the body. For swordsmen, wearing mitral armor is as safe as wearing knight heavy armor. Due to the small output, only high-end equipment will be mixed with some mitral. And Rick's shoulder guards, leg guards, and breastplates are all made of pure mitral. If you spend money to buy it, you will have to pay at least 5,000 gold coins.

Rick was very satisfied with the Misil silver armor that seemed heavy but actually would not burden the body. However, Michel muttered dissatisfiedly: "Diago, this bastard, didn't tell me that there was Misil silver armor in his shop. Forget it, let Kyle take it, but he had nothing to say. Let him hurt."

After helping Rick choose his clothes, Michelle did not have the excuse to stay in Santo. After a while, the two of them returned to the Mingx Higher Academy through the teleportation array in the square.

After taking off the gorgeous Misilian armor, Rick and Michelle walked around for a long time. As soon as they returned to the room, they felt very tired and fell on the bed.

With a slam, the door was pushed open rudely, and a big bald head walked in with murderous aura.

"Torba... Well, it's Mentor Anjie, I'm lucky to be lucky." After seeing the person coming clearly, Mihaier, who was originally about to get angry, quickly changed his words.

Anjie stared at him viciously, saw Mihail smile honestly, and then said to Rick: "Kyle, where did you go for me?"

Rick's heart sank and thought to himself that it was not good. He remembered that he was going to see the bald man yesterday, but it has been delayed until now. He had to say helplessly: "Sorry, I just entered the school and you know what it is. The tutor."

"I understand you, you won't mess with this guy, right?" Seeing the two of them silent, Anjie stared at his eyes as big as a light bulb and said to Mihair: "Boy, if Kyle is as depraved as you, I will definitely remove the bones of your body no matter how big the backstage you have."

Michelle immediately sweated and said, "Yes..."

Then, Anjie looked at Rick in a blink of an eye and said, "Kyle, you should understand the seriousness of the situation. I will train you in devilish training tomorrow."

Rick was shocked and said quickly, "Wait, let's not talk about what devil training is, what are the serious things you mean?"

Anjie slapped Rick with both hands heavily on him, and said seriously: "Don't you understand yet? The bastard student of Tihus is actually a thunder-attribute magic swordsman of the third-level great swordsman!"

"It's the Xin who has purple light. But who is this Tihusse?" Rick asked.

"Don't worry about who it is, you must not lose to Xin anyway." The bear paw on Rick's shoulder pinched harder.

"Of course, but, Mentor Anjie, you still don't let go, and the students have not had time to make face for you. They are ruined by you." Rick felt the weight on his shoulders and smiled bitterly.

"No problem!" The bald man smiled and let go.

Rick rubbed his shoulders and sighed inwardly: "A man with thick lines..."

Mihair, who was watching the show, curled his lips and said, "I remember that there are freshman competitions every year, and the branch will hold it."

After Mihair said this, Rick immediately became interested and asked, "Teacher Anjie, let's talk about this freshman competition in detail."

An Jie looked puzzled and said, "It is indeed a large-scale competition to test the strength of freshmen shortly after the start of school every year. Each college holds competitions separately, but the competition at the Magic Swordsman Academy has always been with the Swordsman Academy."

"Is there any problem?" Rick said curiously.

The bald man sighed and said, "To be honest, Kyle, I don't want you to participate in this so-called freshman competition."

"Why is this?" Rick stood up from the bed and said. Since he left the Tulip Mercenary Group, he has not had a chance to draw his sword for a long time. Rick's hands were itchy at this time.

"Mihaier is a five-star great swordsman, but his strength is only medium to the top. There are many geniuses in the Swordsman Academy who have even reached the advanced great swordsman." An Jie said seriously.

Mihair, who was stunned on the side, nodded and echoed: "That's right, the enrollment requirements of the Swordsman Academy are very strict. You need to be a first-level great swordsman or above to be qualified, unlike the Demon Swordsman Academy, which only requires a fifth-level swordsman."

"So, I don't want you to be frustrated in the competition, which is not good for your future development. But don't think it is an escape. Our vision should be longer-term, and the goal is to win the swordsman competition that will graduate in three years!" said the bald man excitedly.

"I refuse." Rick said lightly.

"Why?" Anjie didn't expect Rick to assert and refused. He hurriedly said.

Rick stood up and said seriously at the bald man: "Teacher Anjie, I know that with my sixth-level swordsman's strength, I will definitely lose a crushing defeat to participate in the freshman competition."

Angel did not interrupt him, but waited for Rick's following.

"However, I want to know how strong my opponent is. I can't accept it by dividing strength based on the level. I believe that high-levels may not have the right to crush the low-levels. Although the weak side may be at a disadvantage, they can be compensated with their own skills." Rick said.

"That's right, but Kyle, your opponents are basically at the Great Swordsman level. Cross-level challenges are easy, but cross-level challenges are too difficult." Anjie felt a little relieved, but he still had to hit Rick at this time.

"I said, I cannot accept the division of strength based on the level alone. The battlefield changes rapidly. Can the sixth-level swordsman's swordsman's swordsman be killed? Or should he encounter an enemy, as long as he reports a higher level than you, then you should run away in panic?"

An Jie was silent for a while, no longer insisted, patted his shoulder and smiled, "Good person, I am worthy of being my student, I have backbone! I support you."

Michel shook her head and thought to herself that Rick was too naive.

The level assessment of the Swordsman League has been very strict since the Great Swordsman. Every advancement requires not only fighting spirit, but also defeating a swordsman of the same level selected by the Alliance. The Swordsman League is neutral and it will not open a back door for princes and nobles. Therefore, advanced Great Swordsman is a strong man who has challenged his limits step by step.

These words were not said, and seeing that Rick had made up his mind, Mihair had to keep them in his heart.

"Kyle, since you insist on participating in the freshman competition, your mentor won't stop you. But since you have participated, don't lose too badly. If that's the case, it's better to quit." An Jie said.

Rick bent down and gave a civilian courtesy, his eyes revealed a hint of confidence, and he said firmly: "I will never let my mentor down."

Anjie nodded happily and said, "Kyle, do you know why the treatment and value of the magic swordsman are above the magician?"

"Maybe it's because the number of magic swordsmen is smaller than that of magicians..." To be honest, Rick always thought that magicians are the most noble profession in the entire Ero Continent, because the Swordsman League and the Knights League are just called alliances, but the Magic Temple is called the Temple.

An Jie talked happily: "Compared with the magician, although the former is physically stronger than the latter and has strong close attacks, he cannot use the power to destroy thousands of troops and cities and pools by relying on fighting spirit alone. This is because he cannot bear such powerful power."

"That's not the case. If casting a magic requires ten parts of magic, then they only need to consume one or two parts of their own magic, and the remaining elemental magic power comes from nature. In this way, a magician can also cast magic at the forbidden spell level."

Rick suddenly realized.

"The Magic Swordsman combines the advantages of the two, not only has powerful physical body and melee ability, but also has attribute fighting spirit that can mobilize elemental magic power, and can send a devastating blow."

An Jie's words immediately made Rick, who was eager for strength, excited from the bottom of his heart.

"I am only responsible for your swordsmanship and fighting spirit training. As for how to make good use of your dark attribute fighting spirit, you have to ask that weird woman Elena." The bald man shrugged and said.

Damn it, forget her. Rick cursed inwardly. He had never had any dealings with Elena. If she was just like Anjie, she would be a tragic person in the next three years.

"Teacher, I'll leave first!" After that, Rick put on his clothes and snatched the door.

Angel looked at Rick's departure back and sighed: "It's good to be young, huh? Why are you laughing at?"

Michelle was like a duck tied to his neck, and his laughter came to an abrupt end.

...

This should be the Magician Academy. I vaguely remember that Michel pointed him at the passage, and Rick slowly walked into the big iron gate.

Unlike the Sword Academy, the buildings are mainly composed of gorgeous villas and tall buildings, giving people a magnificent feeling. The churches and towers of the Magician Academy, as well as the deserted streets and withered ancient trees, make people feel a bit terrible.

This place was not a cemetery before, right? Rick, who had seen too many campus stories, felt the cold style that was blown out.

"Hello, old man, I'll look for mentor Elena." Rick found the old man guarding the gate and asked.

The old man wrapped in a black robe sat quietly on the chair, raised his skinny hand and pointed directly at the tower not far away, and said lazily: "Nine floors, the third room near the stairs."

Thanks, Rick hurriedly walked into the tower and followed the circular staircase to the ninth floor.

"It should be this room." Rick stood outside the door and murmured to himself.

Anjie said that the person named Elena was a strange woman, but even so, he would not be too stingy about being late for one day. Thinking of this, Rick knocked on the door.

The door opened with a click, and Rick hurriedly said, "Teacher..."

However, the one who appeared in front of him was a little girl who was only 1.5 meters tall. She looked at Rick timidly and said, "Tutor Elena is not here..."
Chapter completed!