Duke’ s words made the people around him stunned.
Even Brando’s scalp is a little numb
What would involve those arrogant people with long ears and noses? This is probably an international dispute.
Although there is no formal alliance between human beings and the high elves, the status of the high elves is detached. If there were no high elves to teach human magic, human beings might not be able to fight all kinds of beasts, trolls and other human tribes by sword.
Not everyone knows who Aurelia is, but there are many people of insight.
Then an old voice came from behind Duke.
"Yo, young man, I’m the North County mage qualification tester. My name is Karaba Norton. Do you want to come to me and try the mage qualification test? If you get a master’s apprenticeship, you can get the equivalent status of Sir Brando. "
Duke turned to a table with a crystal ball and an old mage like a magic stick beckoned to him.
Master! ? In Duke’s mind, he is an out-and-out dharma master in a thrilling game. It should be said that he loves wizards, warlocks and priests in the game, and he likes them all if they are cloth-clad.
But can things in the game be matched with those in reality?
Can you say that you can release a big fireball "biubiubiu" by posing as a concave convex man?
Despite all the bullshit, Duke passed by.
At this time, Brando’s bold warning came. "Dalit, are you really a mage apprentice to keep you?" Do you know what you are doing? You are not only slandering me, Farm Brando, but also provoking the whole Brando family! "
Viri was also anxious and said quickly, "Duke, don’t! Mage qualification is extremely rare. One thousand civilians may not be able to make a mage apprentice, let alone a high-order mage. To fight against the Brando family, you should be a court mage in Stormwind … "
Duke gave Willie a thank-you look, turned his head and went straight to the mage old man.
A servant suddenly swore at Duke like this, "Fuck you! How dare you see Brando … "
Brando stopped his servant instead. "Let him go!"
"Master but …"
"Ha ha you mage qualification said there is? One hundred thousand of those untouchables who don’t even know the words may not be able to produce a hahaha! "
Brando laughed wildly to the ears of the people around him
Every civilian face is hesitant and unwilling.
On the one hand, they are eager for a young hero to emerge, and talents can also be made from these civilians with eyes higher than the top aristocratic cards!
On the other hand, they know that this hope is too slim. Let’s just say that no matter what runes and magic theories are, they will be so confused that they want to die.
One by one, the civilians looked at Duke in silence.
Contempt and laughter are not valued by the world.
Feeling the pity around him, Duke has a kind of resentment in his chest.
Layer by layer, it’s getting higher and higher, and it’s like a volcano about to erupt
Duke gritted his teeth and asked slowly, "I, want, how, what and what?"
After watching Farm Brando’s hostile eyes, the old man Norton spoke. "This crystal ball is sealed with a most basic fireball magic formula. Do you know what a formula is? Well, forget it. Anyway, you, your mind, feel it. If you can make a little spark from this crystal ball, you will be the lowest-level magic apprentice. "
Induction?
Behind him, I can’t wait to dismember him, Brando noble gentleman and his dog leg Duke. This small plate must be beaten. Forget it. Duke put his hand away.
Let go of the bad sound of the elves in an instant.
"An unknown spell model has been detected … compared with the knowledge possessed by the host … the formulas of thermodynamics and fluid mechanics are being imported … the improved spell model in entropy calculation has been built and heat energy is being imported from the fire element world …"
Norton’s old man stared in horror at Duke’s surprise, and all the onlookers were horrified. In his expression, ribbons were like crimson runes, which suddenly emerged from the crystal ball and wrapped around Duke’s body to form a gorgeous rune ring that kept spinning.
In an instant, a fireball as big as a water tank, burning and emitting horrible high-temperature heat energy, dragged a long tail flame and flew out of the crystal ball …
"Boom-"
A huge explosion beyond imagination made nearly 1,000 people in the whole trial site numb their scalp and their ears were buzzing.
"Oh Holy Light"
"What happened! ？”
Of course, people in the vicinity can see it, but people in the distance who don’t know the situation exclaim.
"Let! Let! "
"People evacuate first! We may have been attacked! "
I have to say that the quality of the guards in Stormwind is still good. When they suddenly heard the explosion, their first reaction was that the guards stayed at their posts and the patrol rushed to the scene to rest. Soldiers rushed out of the lounge to evacuate the crowd.
Another vice captain arrived at the first time with a 12-person deputy armed patrol team.
Chapter 7 North County Boiling
And the result?
What the murderer didn’t see saw two black people put the ground in front of them, symbolically as targets, and the grass was turned into dust.
Not far away, Vice Captain Viri was dumbfounded. He could put an egg in his mouth with his mouth wide open.
And a little further away, Sir Farm Brando and several of his servants were scared to death.
"Oh, my God, what did I see?" Willie couldn’t believe his eyes.
His former captain once told him that if he was an excellent mage Miao, the crystal ball would let out a fireball and smash a grass man to pieces.
What does he see now?
There are ten grass men in a row, and the land is black ash with a small amount of unburned hay scraps.
"Ahem …" Two guys, one old and one small, were coughing savagely, and both guys were choked by the smoke brought by the fire.
"Sasha," the old mage called his deputy with unspeakable ecstasy. "Tell old Mike to bring me the bottle of wine I treasured! I found the baby! "
"Baby! ? What baby? " Hurriedly rushed from his place, and the mage’s deputy was a little at a loss.
The old man Norton pulled Duke, who was still in a state of desperation, over. "He-once in a thousand years, once in a million years!"
"Wow-"A whole North County Abbey trial yard is frying pan.
On the contrary, the more skills and talents are needed, the rarer the professionals are. On the other hand, the professionals are extremely rare.
Almost as soon as the old man announced that Duke could feel that everyone looked at him differently.
Most of them are envious, a few are jealous, but there is still … awe!
Duke’s ear was a mess, and generally he understood that to become a formal mage, he was equivalent to a noble, and in the future he would have his own fief and his own mage tower.
The two guards who once looked down on him were twisted one by one by Vice Captain Verily, begging Duke for forgiveness like dogs.
Of course, the most shocking is Farm Brando.
After the initial fright, his face immediately turned from shock to livid because he heard a sentence
"From this moment on, you are the apprentice of the highest-class and ninth-class qualified mage of the Wangs Magic Academy in Storm City. Well, I will ask you to apply for special treatment so that you can enjoy the benefits equivalent to jazz."
What! ? No way!
Duke’s face is pretty. Brando’s eyes are worse than the most ferocious ghoul. Damn and ferocious Brando can’t believe his ears.
Ninth-class qualification!
What is the ninth grade qualification!
From the kingdom of Storm, only one person has obtained the ninth grade qualification evaluation! That is, Maidiwenge, the great master of the royal court in Stormwind, has been praised as the world’s guardian magic man!
Who is Medivh’s mother?
Ai Gewen, the famous patron saint of Azeroth.
What, a man with a rich background has such terrible qualifications?
Brando is going crazy!
He knows he lost!
Although there was no such bet, Brando knew he had lost.
He was able to claim the credit for his noble status, and he obtained the fifth-class apprentice qualification in the previous mage trial.
Duke also threw caution to the wind, so he gritted his teeth and roared, "The nobility is amazing! Nobles say that the sun is black or black! I don’t want you to smash the fireball into an arrow! It’s Aurelia Windrunner, the high-level elf ranger general of Quel ‘Salas, who killed this wild boar. How dare you take the credit! ？”
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