Even though they were both members of the Crimson Family, the atmosphere between them was not harmonious.
At the very least, the Fang of Vampires and the Light of Shadows were not on good terms.
"Yo, isn't this Pontar who only knows how to collect trash? How did you return safely from the Dark Forest … "A sweet and gentle voice came from the counter the moment they stepped into the tavern. However, the words caused the expressions of the members of the Light of Shadows team to change slightly.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's the most handsome man in the White Tower, Lord Lonce! Why are you here drinking to drown your sorrows? "Pontar, who was walking at the front, had a sinister look on his face as he retorted with a sneer.
Even though the person who spoke was handsome and had a gentle voice, he was a middle-aged man. 'He' wore an exquisite noble robe, with a noble's coat of arms on his chest. However, the contents of the coat of arms were a little unfamiliar.
As this group of Vampires all came from the Faern Plane, they were all blood elves. They were all handsome and graceful, with two long pointy ears clearly visible amidst their light green long hair.
As noble blood elves, these outsiders still retained most of their habits before they were transformed, perfectly inheriting all the strengths and weaknesses of the Faern Forest elves. They were basically a group of 'members of the Appearance Association' that pursued the extremes, deeply hating all creatures that did not have a perfect appearance.
Even the Wizards in the White Tower who were not handsome enough would often receive their disdain and ridicule, much less a green-skinned gnome like Little Loke. If not for the protective Bloody Mary backing them up, such a group would have long been chased out of the Wizard's Pagoda by the Wizards.
Luckily, they knew their place, and did not take the initiative to provoke powerful Wizards like the Bug Lich, Bliss. However, in their daily lives and interactions, they still maintained a proud and arrogant attitude, using all their strength to attack the 'ugly people' beside them.
Seriously speaking, at least three and a half out of the five members of the Light of Shadows team were rated as' unsightly 'by them. Only the young and beautiful Eke was rated as' average '. As for the Shadow Wizard Pontar, he barely managed to be rated as' okay 'because of his strength.
They were especially disgusted by the green-skinned goblin, Locke. They thought it was a disgrace to have such an ugly creature as their companion!
That was why the Blood Elves had more or less' crossed paths' with all the apprentice squads, and every time, they ended up parting on bad terms.
Faced with the humiliation from his apprentice's' companions', the goblin Locke's face flushed red and he gritted his teeth. After all, in most material planes, Gnomes were synonymous with despicable and lowly.
Due to their short lifespan and the lack of knowledge, goblins were viewed as inferior, stupid magical creatures. Furthermore, it was the weakest and most cowardly of all the monsters. It was the most suitable target for beginners to train with.
Before stepping out of the goblin plane, he had always been proud of his green skin and his identity as a goblin. It wasn't until he learned the systematic and comprehensive 'Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures' that he found the Wizards' sarcastic comments on the goblins that he understood the status and evaluation of the goblins in the eyes of many intelligent races for the first time.
It could be said that during this period of time, little Locke had been learning and training crazily for the sake of this outburst of anger.
He wanted to prove himself. He wanted to prove that the goblins were not as unbearable as described in the 'Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures'. Goblins were also a race full of wisdom and knowledge, not a novice gift bag that could be slaughtered by anyone!
Seriously speaking, the goblins were indeed at the bottom of the biological chain of the plane. The main reason for this was that they lacked the ability to sense elemental sorcery.
Take little Locke for example!
He was now a high-level Apprentice, but the magical aura in his body could only be compared to that of a beginner Apprentice. As for the Blood Elves, who were born with elemental affinity, it was even more incomparable.
It was precisely because their elemental affinity was too low that the goblins were forced to give up on becoming spellcasters. Instead, they turned to researching the combination of magic energy and engineering machinery. Magic machinery was a way out for their race!
The bodies of the goblins were too weak, so they had to rely on magic machinery to make up for it …
The mana of the goblins was too thin, so they had to rely on magic batteries to replenish it …
The goblins lacked the ability to sense and control elemental particles, so they had to rely on magic machinery that they could use easily to make up for it …
It was precisely because they had invested the power of their race into the research of magic energy and the control of magic machinery that many goblins had found another way to become magic machinery manipulators.
Hence, faced with the mockery of the blood elves today, the little goblin who was only 1.1 meters tall jumped three feet high and waved his little fists, hissing, "Duel … Duel … I demand a duel! I will not allow you to insult us goblins. Hurry up and apologize to me, or else I have the right to demand a fair duel! "
A few of the beautiful blood elves at the counter were shaking with laughter, and the male blood elf who looked like a gigolo, Lonce, was convulsing with laughter.
"Haha … Pontar, I admire you so much. You actually brought a clown with you on a mission … Hahahaha … "
Pontar's expression became even more ferocious. If not for Eke holding his arm tightly behind him, he would definitely have punched Lonce's beautiful face.
Although Lonce only had the strength of a high-grade Lehrling, he was not a match for a Quasi-Wizard like him. However, the blood elves were naturally adept at guerilla warfare, and were not afraid of him in such a narrow and low place.
"What, you still dare to doubt Little Locke's status as an apprentice?" Blanc, who had always been vicious, said sinisterly, "This status as an apprentice was personally announced and bestowed by the master. Are you doubting the master?"
Hearing this, the expressions of the blood elves changed.
They were also members of the Crimson Family, and naturally knew the relationship between Lady Mary and the master. Faced with the public provocation of the other party, they could not help but glare angrily, all of them gnashing their teeth in hatred.
Perhaps in their hearts, they really thought that since Lady Mary and the master were both at Grade 2, it was hard to say who would win in a duel. That was why all the blood elves were unhappy that Lady Mary was inferior to the Fire Wizard.
However, they could only think about it and not say it aloud. Otherwise, not only would they be severely punished by the higher-ups of the family, even Lady Mary would not protect them.
Lonce took a step forward and roared loudly, "Don't spout nonsense here. I just want to say that these lowly creatures are not fit to be apprentices. They're only fit to lie on the lab table and be dissected by us …"
"Then duel with it!" Blanc curled his lips in disdain, "Don't tell me you don't even dare to accept a challenge from a little gnome?"
"You …"
"Alright, we accept the challenge!"
Just as Lonce was about to continue arguing, a cold female voice cut in from behind.
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and realized that the one who spoke was the captain of the Vampire Fang squad, the Quasi Blood Elf Wizard Celia. In the Faern Plane, Celia had once been an elven archer with Grade 1 strength. However, after being transformed into a blood elf, her strength had changed too drastically, causing her to revert to the rank of a Quasi-Wizard.
Once she completed the fusion of her body and bloodline power, there was a high chance that she would return to Grade 1.
Celia had a different mindset and outlook from other apprentices due to the power she once possessed. Therefore, she wasn't bound by the narrow and bigoted sense of beauty. Her crimson eyes quickly scanned Locke's body, and her slender eyebrows couldn't help but knit together.
"Big sister, is there a problem?" The blood elves at the side all came over to ask.
"Nothing … Maggie, go and warn Lonce not to be careless. That … That green-skinned fellow seems a little strange … Don't let Lonce embarrass us blood elves! "
"Understood, big sister!"
With the approval of the two Prospective Sorcerers, this duel was unavoidable!
The duel was chosen on the circular square in the middle of the town. It was paved with thick green stones, and there were huge torches burning around it. The terrain was spacious and bright enough, suitable for apprentices to fight and have fun.
Anyway, with the apprentices' strength, they could not activate overly powerful spells, so this square of two to three acres was enough for them to fight to their heart's content. As for the buildings and roads destroyed during the battle, the loser would naturally pay for them.
"The duel cannot be carried out for nothing. I'm willing to use the Fire Lion Crystal Core as a wager!" When the two protagonists of the duel were in position, a large crowd of apprentices gathered around the square to watch the show. Pontar could not help but loudly provoke Celia.
"Hmph, we won't lose! I'll use a Wyvern magic crystal as a wager! "Celia was embarrassed and replied loudly.
Wyvern magic crystal referred to the magic crystal within the body of a Wyvern.
Although it was also a Tier-1 Magical Creature, due to its coarse skin and thick flesh, venomous claws and fangs, and its ability to fly, it was considered to be above average among Tier-1 Magical Creatures. Its magic crystal was worth more than twice that of the Fire Lion.
Seeing such a response from Celia, Pontar's face immediately lit up with excitement.
Over the past few days, they had seen the little gnome Loke's battle prowess as his teammates and were well aware of it. Against a similarly high-ranked blood elf, Loke's chances of winning were quite high!
Celia looked around at the dense crowd, her expression unchanging. She coldly said, "Since no one has any objections, I hereby announce the start of the duel …"
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