Stormwind God Chapter 7

The result?

I didn't see any murderers, only the two black men, and the grass man who was placed on the open space as a symbolic target, all turned into powder.

Not far away, Sergeant Willem was dumbfounded, with an open mouth that could even put an egg in.

Slightly farther away are Sir Famu Brando and several of his servants who were paralyzed on the ground.

"Oh, my goodness, what did I see?" Willem couldn't believe his eyes.

His predecessor, Captain, once told him that if it is an excellent mage seedling, he can use that crystal ball to release a Fireball and smash a certain grass man into scum.

What does he see now?

The ten grass men in a row are gone. The ground is full of black ash and a small amount of hay that has not been completely burned.

"cough cough cough…" Both one old and one young were desperately coughing, and both of them were choked by the smoke from the fire.

"Sasha." Old mage called his deputy, with indescribable ecstasy in his voice: "Notify old Mike, bring the bottle of wine I treasure! I found the baby!"

"Baby!? What baby?" Mage's deputy who rushed over from other places was a little dazed.

Norton old man pulled Duke over, who was still in dumbfounded state: "He-once in a thousand years, no, an archmage seedling once in a thousand years!"

" Wow—" The entire Northshire Abbey Hall of Arms was fried all at once.

No matter what era, there are the most big soldiers who don't need innate talent and only rely on muscles. On the contrary, the more skill and innate talent class holders are, the rarer they are. The caster class holder, no matter what it is, is extremely rare and even exists as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

Almost the moment the old man announced, Duke could feel everyone looking at him differently.

Most of them are envy, a few are jealous, but there is also…awe!

Duke's ears are messed up, and he understands it on the whole. As long as he becomes a formal mage, he is equivalent to the existence of a nobleman. In the future, he will even have his own Fiefdom, his own mage tower and so on.

The two guards who once looked down upon him were twisted by Sergeant Willem one by one, begging Duke for forgiveness like a dog.

Of course, the most shocking is Famu Brando.

After the initial horror, his face immediately changed from shock to blue, because he heard a word.

"Boy, from this moment on, you are the ninth grade aptitude Apprentice Mage of the Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy top class. Well, I will apply for special treatment for you. So you can enjoy the equivalent of Sir's welfare treatment."

What! ? impossible!

Duke has a delicate and pretty face. In Brando's eyes, it is even more hateful and hideous than the most hideous ghoul. Brando couldn't believe his ears at all.

ninth grade aptitude!

What is ninth grade aptitude!

Since the establishment of Kingdom of Stormwind, there has been one and only one person who has received the evaluation of ninth grade aptitude! That is the current Honorable Archmage Medivh of Stormwind City Wang Family, known as the Legendary man of the next Guardian in the world!

Who is Medivh's mother?

renowned World of Azeroth Guardian Aegwynn.

Why does a poor fellow of unknown origin have such a terrifying aptitude?

Brando is going crazy!

He knew he was defeated!

Although he didn't make any bet for this, Brando knew he had lost.

The reason why he was able to take credit for his majesty is one of his noble status, and the other is that he obtained the qualification of fifth grade apprentice in the pre-arranged mage trial.

In mortals, fifth grade already represents excellence.

There is only one Medivh in the world, and the better mage seeds have been recruited into the Sacred Land Dalaran City of human mage long ago. Therefore, the fifth grade apprenticeship is enough for Brando to walk unhindered in Stormwind City.

Unfortunately, compared to Duke, the ninth grade aptitude apprentice who turned out to be born, his fart is nothing.

"little fellow, what's your name?" The old man grabbed Duke's hand tightly, as if the baby would run away when he let go.

"Duke."

"Duke? Where's your surname?"

Duke was taken aback: Uh, yes, this is based on a Western tone Wonderland.

In the eyes of others, Duke is just a first name, not a last name. He can never tell the old man that his surname is Du Mingke, and he is a theoretically distant relative of the great poet Du Fu in the N generation.

At this moment, Duke suddenly had a last name in his mind. It was the last name of a winner in the World of Warcraft game that made all men envy and hate.

Duke ghostly said: "Marcus…Duke Marcus!"

The old man grabbed Duke's left hand with his right arm and held it up: "This year's Apprentice Mage The king of the rookie trial was born, and he is Duke Marcus!"

When this result came out, the audience was shocked. Thousands of people looked at this foolishly with their mouths that could fit in with big duck eggs. all.

It was silent.

Unconsciously, everyone's eyes refocused on the aristocratic youth Brando.

In the face of one after another harboring malicious intentions, hostile, even contemptuous eyes, Brando's face burned.

Apologize? How can it be!

The noble will always apologize to another noble!

Even if he knew he was wrong, the nobleman would not succumb to a commoner. What is equivalent to the status of the jazz, yes, the status of mage is detached, but no matter how strong Duke is innate talent, he is only an Apprentice Mage after all.

Apologize and so on, there is no need to think about it before he becomes court mage!

"hmph!" With a blue face, Brando stamped his foot and ran away with a bunch of servants.

After a long time, after Brando's silhouette is completely gone.

bang!

The audience was in an uproar.

The sensational frenzy broke out at this moment.

Every civilian was talking frantically, whispering to his companions what had just happened, which caused bursts of screams.

"I…I…I heard you right? That young man named Duke wins the bet?"

"Yes! Duke tried in Apprentice Mage In one fell swoop, he overwhelmed the Brando boy. Ninth grade aptitude! That was completely above Brando's fifth grade aptitude."

"Yes, a commoner child defeated Brando, who was a nobleman. It's incredible!"

"In that case, Duke Little Brother has entered the Wang Family magic academy in Stormwind City?"

"Wow, you said that , I suddenly remembered, it seems that this is since the founding of Kingdom of Stormwind, Duke is the first person to enter the magic academy as a civilian!"

A muscular young man said excitedly: "Duke Too great, no, wait for him to graduate from magic academy, I want to be his follower!"

"Still waiting for Lord Duke to graduate? I suggest you get online early. Ninth grade aptitude. , Maybe he will be the next Stormwind City palace archmage."

"tsk tsk, look at the glowing eyes of the girls around you, I can't wait to swallow Duke in my stomach."

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A large group of young men are yelling wantonly, venting their inner excitement to their heart's content.