Chapter 18 The Weird Chessboard

Stormwind City...is a bit different from what Duke imagined.

In the game, the huge white city walls of Stormwind City, the majestic and atmospheric music as soon as you enter the city gate, supplemented by the statues of the five heroes full of explosive power on both sides of the avenue, give people the first impression of bombing the sky.

But at this moment, Stormwind City gave Duke the feeling that it was ordinary.

Only the 24-foot wall was clearly lacking in repairs, and Duke could see some cracks in the wall. On the towering archery tower, the outer wall has large pieces of peeling off. It is doubtful how long these arrow towers can last when they are attacked by trebuchets.

As a mage, he naturally has privileges. There was no need to follow the long line of people waiting to enter the city, the convoy entered directly from the other side of the gate.

After entering through the huge city gate hole, Duke did not find the huge lake that served as a moat behind the city wall, nor did he find the inner city wall.

Seeing this, Duke couldn't help laughing.

For Stormwind City at this moment, it has been nearly a thousand years since it encountered a foreign enemy. Scattered monsters can't threaten the center of this human kingdom at all. Fortunately, the warriors of Stormwind City still have strong combat power under the training of Anduin Lothar, otherwise the Stormwind Kingdom is just a flashy huge empty shell.

Even so, the Stormwind Kingdom can only be regarded as a giant in a deep sleep, unaware that its hands and feet have been corrupted by a thing called 'nobility'. Only under the trials of blood and fire, the Kingdom of Stormwind, which was almost completely destroyed, ushered in a new life after surviving the first orc war.

Thinking that such a huge human city is about to be destroyed by the flames of war, the feeling that everyone is drunk and I am sober is actually not a good feeling.

On the side, Daniel and Itana, two guys who have never seen the world, have opened their mouths wide enough to put an egg in their mouths.

The different reactions of the three of them made the old man Norton amused. He asked Duke: "What? Stormwind City let you down?"

"No... well, yes. The Stormwind City in my impression should have a 50-foot-high white outer city wall. The city wall is covered with blue and gold-rimmed alliance emblems. There is a 100-foot-wide inner lake inside the outer city wall. Acting as a moat..." Duke used the standard length unit of this world to speak out the Stormwind City in his impression in the game, but he didn't know that at this moment a big man patrolling the city wall unconsciously heard all this. When the big man turned his head and glanced at the terrain inside the city wall, he showed a thoughtful expression.

The carriage drove all the way through the bustling streets. After getting rid of the hustle and bustle of the trade area, the team quickly walked across a small river and entered the mage area where the Royal School of Magic was located.

Just across the bridge, Duke heard an explosion.

"It exploded again?"

"This time it's the laboratory of an intermediate mage, Balal."

"Damn it! A high wall should be built. The citizens of the trade zone are scared out of their wits all day long."

Through the window of the carriage, Duke saw that the guards of Stormwind City were assigning men as usual, some to maintain order, some to put out the fire, and some ran to the church square to call for a priest who knew healing skills to come to the rescue.

"Uh, this... just get used to it." Old Norton was also embarrassed.

Duke suddenly felt that mages were just a group of weirdos who went farther and farther on the road to death.

Well, thinking that he will soon be a part of this group of weirdos, Duke is suddenly in a bad mood.

"Fortunately, there is still a great goblin engineering in this world who is blocking the gun..." Duke said to himself.

Well, those who fiddle with mechanical products often cause explosions are those little green-skinned people who are only as tall as human thighs.

It's very different from the game. Stormwind City in this timeline has a huge magic academy. The 10-meter-tall iron gate, inlaid with fine gold patterns, is even bigger than the gates of many colleges and universities before Duke crossed.

On the square made of pure white marble floor tiles, old man Norton got off the car first.

"Okay, boys and girls, we are here." The old man pointed to a house similar to a library on the side of the square: "Go in and report. Your materials have been delivered one step ahead of time. Inside... there will be a problem The dormitory administrator will play a small game with you. If you win, you will get extra rewards. That's all I can say, good luck."

The old man rolled his eyes: "As for you, Duke. After the dormitory is arranged, you come to my laboratory. It's about the things you exchanged with me."

"Okay, Lord Norton Senior Mage." When there are outsiders around, Duke must be courteous to the old man. After all, the old man's qualifications and identity are there.

Stepping up the nine steps, the three of Duke entered the 'library'. They didn't see anyone, but there was no one in the huge, empty hall.

The huge glass ball hanging from the ceiling emits a soft light brighter than candles, which makes Duke ring energy-saving lamps or something.

"Here...here!"

The three of Duke were taken aback, especially Itana, who was less courageous, let out a scream.

Because the oil paintings on the walls of the hall moved, and people in the paintings were waving to Duke and the others.

Apparently, so many pictures of the same guy with the brown hood so hard to see the face.

"Hello, I'm 'Raven', the dormitory administrator of the Royal Academy of Spells. Well, a harmless ghost. I think the mage who brought you here should have told you about me."

The three of Duke shook their heads like rattles at the same time.

"Didn't you say that? My God! Who is leading the team? What a wicked guy, I almost scared the lovely juniors."

It's not that I almost... It's that I'm already scared!

Duke clearly felt that Itana's ten little fingers had already grasped his left arm firmly like an iron hook. It made his left arm ache.

"Okay, if you're scared, be scared. Anyway, this is the Royal School of Magic and not a library. Such a cowardly guy is only qualified to be a librarian." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the three young men suddenly froze. Involuntarily being sucked into three different oil paintings.

Feeling in a trance for a while, just like when crossing over, the bumpy feeling across the space made Duke extremely uncomfortable.

When he came back to his senses, Duke found himself in a void. Surrounded by twinkling stars, in front of him was a huge chessboard that was enough for Duke to do eighteen rounds of frontal somersaults and thirty-six sideways somersaults without falling off.

The black and white squares indicate that this is a standard chess board.

Yet something on the chessboard is special.

It was a huge chess piece neatly arranged on both sides, each about two people tall.

On the left is the Alliance side, which looks human, and on the right, the Orc side, which is more Horde-like.

Duke suddenly remembered a level in the game—the chess level in Karazhan, the lair of Guardian Medivh!

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