Chapitre 263: Trials of the Vicious Thorns

Seven days had passed.

Grimm suddenly stopped flying in the air, Lord Myna asked with his eyes barely open, "What is it, did we get the wrong direction again? Didn't you already confirm five days ago that this is the Vicious Thorn Forest?"

"Look down" replied Grimm in a deep voice.

Down?

Lord Myna stood on Grimm's shoulder and looked downward once, and he replied in disdain, "A bunch of sorcerer-apprentices playing games of killing each other? What is there to look at?"

Grimm shook his head.

Lord Myna did not understand the meaning behind the recurring "killing games" for every new sorcerer-apprentice.

It was merely a coincidence that when Grimm passed through the area on that day, a trial was being held for newcomers from all six academies.