Chapter 25 Asking for a Promotion

If it is said that Duke was still a little confused before Medivh appeared, then at this moment Duke has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Perhaps it was precisely because he had met Medivh who was possessed by Sargeras that pushed Duke to a corner, Duke suddenly became so clear.

Since Medivh was shot like in the game before crossing and was occupied by Sargeras, according to the history of Azeroth, Duke doesn't expect any good things to happen next.

Lordaeron, Dalaran, Alterac, Kul Tiras, Gilneas, Stromgarde and Stormwind, these seven largest kingdoms in the world, except for the island country of Kul Tiras far away from the mainland, the other six In the following time, the capitals will be smashed into scum one by one, either destroyed by the orcs, or the Scourge.

The only human country that can be destroyed and reborn continuously is Stormwind City!

That is also the last hope of mankind!

As a human being, Duke was extremely sure that his own future was also in Stormwind City. Reminiscent of the upcoming disasters in Stormwind City and even the entire Stormwind Kingdom, Duke understood what he was going to do—first of all, he had to accumulate strength, which must be enough to affect the Dark Portal incident.

Now, Sargeras has no chance of winning a direct confrontation. Even if he only has his soul left, it is still a super boss who has mastered Medivh's power as a guardian.

As an outsider, Duke knew very well that no one would believe him no matter what he said. On the other hand, the more you talk, the faster you die.

However, Medivh, who is under the control of Sargeras, is dead. Facing such a big boss who is extremely good at playing with souls, it is really uneasy to die.

Duke was out, really out.

On the surface, Duke is challenging the authority, but in fact he is setting Sargeras a trap. As long as he maintains his identity as Medivh, as long as he does not lift this hypocritical mask for a day, he must treat Duke openly, and Duke Ke is still a half-grown child.

Medivh raised his right hand high, and he snapped his fingers. The sound in the hall seemed to be emptied in an instant. People opened their mouths wide and raised their arms flat. The expressions on their faces were still excited, but they could no longer utter half a note.

"Everyone from the Royal Spell Association of Stormwind City, I just want to ask, what about your demeanor? How about your magnanimity as nobles? Is it wrong for a half-old child to tell his great dream? It's okay to say things like this is it serious?"

Why was everyone so excited just now? It's not that the bastard Sargeras secretly used a demonic trick similar to [Rage Halo].

But now, Sargeras, like a fair and strict wise man and great man, solemnly persuaded all mages who made radical remarks.

Seeing this scene, Duke wanted to vomit.

Duke was silent, looking at 'Medivh' with stubborn eyes!

Sargeras smiled, and he came over, as if he wanted to pat Duke on the shoulder lightly. However, Duke stepped back as if he was afraid of being infected by the plague.

"Oh...it seems that you have a deep prejudice against me."

"You can stop them early on." Duke said the truth.

There was a little embarrassment on the face of 'Medison': "Sorry, I was also taken aback for a moment."

Duke was still staring at 'Medivh'.

"Well, this is indeed a faux pas of the Royal School of Magic in Stormwind City. Duke, your dream is not too much. The door to me and the Royal School of Magic is still open to you. As an apology, you can choose any mage in the academy as a Your master, I promise in the name of the dean that no mentor will reject you. As long as you join our academy, you can get a 20% discount in exchange for all materials and spell formulas."

When Medivh's voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.

Special treatment! What a treat!

It's a pity that Duke knew that what Sargeras said was almost farting.

He Duke is not even the strongest mage Medivh, who else would dare to be Duke's teacher? Isn't that slapping Medivh in the face? Even if Duke forced him to become a teacher, who would dare to teach Duke his true talents?

At this moment, even the old man Norton, who had the best relationship with Duke, was afraid that Duke would look at him, so he took two steps back quietly and lowered his head to hide behind the crowd.

The only useful thing is the 20% discount.

Of course, the premise is that Duke will become a part of the academy.

There was a smile on the corner of Duke's mouth. In fact, he still had a second choice at this moment—abandoning Stormwind City and joining the embrace of Dalaran, the holy land of mages. Perhaps, this can allow him to temporarily leave the center of this worldwide storm, but it will also make him lose a very important opportunity to rise.

"Well, as long as I can refer to the materials in the library according to your regulations, I agree to join the Royal School of Magic in Stormwind City. As for the tutor... I don't think anyone is willing to be my tutor, so let's forget about it Bar."

The moment he finished speaking, Duke could completely imagine what would happen next.

Sure enough, the next second, there was an uproar all around!

Arrogant! Too arrogant!

A mere apprentice who not only claims to surpass Medivh, the strongest mage in the world, but also publicly declares that he does not need a mentor? Do you really think you are a super child prodigy who knows nothing by himself?

However, when everyone saw Medivh's downward gesture, no one dared to say a word. However, it is absolutely necessary to dump the worst evaluation on Duke in the heart.

Medivh seemed a bit troubled: "That's right, our public library is open to all members. But the number and level of magic books allowed to be read by each level are different. As an apprentice, you should read the books that are suitable for you. There are not many, and it usually starts with the [Apprentice Handbook] provided by the instructor..."

Duke took two steps forward and asked proudly, "Then, what is the standard for a formal mage?"

Without Medivh opening his mouth, Medivh's disciple Khadgar answered first: "Under the witness of three official mages, without using any magic items, if you release three first-level spells alone, you can be recognized as a low-level mage. .”

Khadgar at this time was very, very young, probably about the same as Duke at this moment, around thirteen or fourteen years old, with a clear immaturity on his face. The mustache on the lips, which will be known to everyone in the future, now only has a faint outline.

With short black hair and fair face, he is no different from ordinary Stormwind youths except that he is not like a peasant boy.

Khadgar was sent to Dalaran by his family to learn all kinds of magical knowledge since he was six years old, and then he officially became Medivh's disciple recently. Even Khadgar, who is so talented, is still not a novice mage.

Just at this moment, Duke's clear voice shocked the audience.

"Then I—Duke Marcus hereby ask for the rudimentary mage exam."