Stormwind God Chapter 5

After entering, Duke was a little confused.

As in World of Warcraft, the recruitment points of many classes are separated.

But it is completely different from the 3D game, here is a real world.

Warrior recruits the most people. Looking at the warrior class examiners and those candidates, all of them are guys with arms thicker than Duke's thighs, Duke knew he was out of play.

This is a magic ghost party, right?

"rage! To become a warrior class holder first you have to sense the rage! It's not the rage that someone stabbed your butt with a knife, but the rage that turns into energy and can be actually sensed!" The examiner's big The voice was roaring.

Duke pondered: Rage? I have a *** heart, is it a rage?

The Hunter exam is not something that Duke, a university student, can handle. Hit an apple 30 yards away with a bow and arrow? Except for the archery team of the sports school, which university student has touched the bow and arrow this year?

Rogue is not reliable, it is actually a test of agility. Like Lingbo's microsteps, relying on three small stones that are exposed to the surface of the water, with different distances and distances, they "fly" over a river ten meters wide.

What the hell is that several guys actually did it. Before Duke crosses, such a guy can win big prizes on those water park TV shows!

However, this is just a trial for novice rogue! ?

At this moment, Duke's mind was full of thoughts.

Even if he knows a lot of the future direction of Azeroth in the world, but this is not at all what a mess. If his status is low, no one will listen to him. At least one has to get a high position, but unfortunately, it is not so difficult to integrate into this fantasy world that is a bit like the European Middle Ages!

Abruptly, there was a hustle and bustle, Duke seemed to hear the people cheering: "Salute to Sir Brando, the killed and violent wild boar'Prince' for the people."

The crowd is boiling. Up.

The youngster from outside is still a little dazed, but all the locals encircle them excitedly and extend their most solemn blessings to the noble Young Master surrounded by the crowd.

There are too many people. Duke didn't see what the expensive Young Master looked like. It didn't prevent Duke from seeing the wild boar skin that was raised high on a wooden stand by the four servants.

Suddenly, Duke's head was clouded.

Isn't this wild boar the one who killed him not long ago and was then brought to Alleria to kill him with his gorgeous one-string three arrows?

"Honorable Sir Brando, how did you kill this violent giant wild boar?" someone asked loudly.

Immediately, Duke heard a sharp male voice: "hahaha! I'm a magic genius once in a hundred years, trifling wild boar and so on, and I will kill it when I fire a Fireball."

Someone agreed on the spot: "Yes! Yes! Sir Brando is a magic genius! He has passed the magic trial and has become a part of Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy!"

"Praise Sir Brando "The people shouted in unison.

I have seen shameless! Never seen so shameless!

In such a magnificent manner, Duke was very upset when he heard it: This wild boar that killed Young Master and I was clearly killed by the Great Magic King of Alleria. What does it matter to you, a bullshit nobleman?

But even more angry, there are others.

A slender silhouette coldly snorted hidden in the treetops, she glanced at Duke who was unresponsive. She had just been led away and was still sulking, but now that she changed her mind, she immediately realized that this might be an opportunity to force Duke to show her true abilities.

Looking at the bottle of holy medicine in her hand that can save people as long as one breath is left, she secretly sipped: "at worst, come back and save you."

In the next second, a voice that is 70% similar to Duke floats in the wind.

"Sir Brando's Fireball is really amazing! Two Fireballs shot into the eyeballs of'Prince' like arrows, and one Fireball hit the throat of'Prince', causing fatal injuries everywhere. Look, there is no burn mark on the fur of'Prince'. Sir Brando is so powerful—"

As soon as the words came out, the audience was silent.

Everyone's necks seemed to turn into rusty machines in an instant. They twisted their necks with difficulty and looked at the nearly perfect piece of wild boar skin.

Most people are ignorant. They blindly admire the powerful OP mage using Arcane Power, but if you think about it, you will know why a Fireball will not burn a wild boar skin.

In fact, such a botched act of fraud is not uncovered. However, it is normal for the children of nobles to take credit and so on. People with a little brain choose to be silent wisely. Anyway, it is not a sin to fool the ignorant leader.

There was a stunned boy who stabbed the truth out, and it didn't end there.

Actually, Duke felt a bit bad when he heard this sound.

What made him feel inexplicably shot is that he saw a system hint.

"You have been subjected to a powerful mysterious person using the [Misleading] skill against you, and all the threats it had to Brando before will be transferred to you."

What what?

What the hell is that?

[Misleading] Can it still be used like this? This unscientific!

At this moment, Duke knew he had been pitted. Even though he immediately realized who was pitting him, the question is, at this moment, where would he go to find a yellow river to jump down and clean himself!

Duke's face turned white for a moment.

And Brando easily relied on the "telepathy" that [misleading] had on him, and suddenly saw Duke in the crowd.

"You…you…what are you talking about? You trifling untouchable, are talking about me with the Thoradin the Great bloodline flowing on me–Is Sir Brando lying and doing meritorious service?" The crowd suddenly flooded. They parted like this, revealing the protagonist who was pushed to the top of the wind by Duke-that was a blond youngster with an awl face and a mean look. He was hanging his eyes, staring at Duke angrily.

The bloodline of Emperor Thoradin, this is just a common practice for nobles to put gold on their faces. There is only one person who has been admitted by the nobles to have the bloodline of Emperor Thoradin. His name is Anduin Lothar.

In fact, when a certain elf Ranger-General said something, Duke had the idea of ​​decisively flashing people. . But for some reason, when a certain elf said something he wanted to say in his heart, Duke felt that there was a lot of evil in his heart.

He doesn't know why Alleria is here, but since she refuses to let Brando take credit for it, if she shrinks her eggs, she will hate it, right?

Although she used [Misleading] to cheat him unkindly.

Besides, is it the great Alleria magic king, or is it a trifling shit Brando who has never heard of it? I want to know with my toes, okay.

It seems impossible to please both sides.

Then Duke decisively chooses to increase the reputation of the Great Magic King of Alleria.

Duke also laughed, and looked at the noble youth named Brando without fear: "No, I just want to see the great once-in-a-century genius, mage Brando, how do you treat Fireball is as small as an arrow, and its formidable power is not reduced. Insta-kill a wild boar that's all."

Of course, Brando can't do it. If he can do this, he will at least have it. The level of high-level mage. His awl face suddenly swelled into pig liver color, and he almost roared with his throat: "Untouchables, even a class holder is not yours, and he doesn't even question my qualifications!"

At this time , Sergeant Willem, who had just helped Duke came to Duke's vicinity, whispered: "Sorry, Duke, civilians are not qualified to question any behavior of the nobles, because the lord is the lord's property. I don't know you are. I don't know where you come from, and why your parents didn't tell you about the general laws of the human kingdom. But I must remind you that it's not a sensible act to offend a nobleman."

Duke is all over. He shuddered, he seemed to feel Alleria staring at him, and immediately asked in a low voice: "Are you asking me to surrender to that bastard?" Sergeant Willem's eyes darkened: "Child, honesty is precious The virtues. I don't want to hit you, but the fact is—out of Northshire Abbey, I can't guarantee your safety. And Brando has the dual identities of aristocrat and Apprentice Mage, and even ordinary aristocrats will not choose to oppose it."