Dorothy stood alone outside the arena of Roursk High Magic Academy.
As expected of one of the best magic academies in Noland. Just the building in front of Dorothy was comparable to the gladiator arena in Ossen Castle.
So … so many people.
Dorothy scanned her surroundings. All she could see were the figures of humans and dwarves. From time to time, she could even see some goblins selling drinks and food.
Is there some kind of festival going on here?
Dorothy could not figure it out. A few days ago, when she was competing, she could only see a group of dwarves and a few spellcasters in the Hearthstone Tavern.
She was glad that she was well prepared today. Not only did she wear the hood of her mage robe, but she also sewed a mask for stealth.
This way, even if her face appeared on television, Dorothy did not think that she would be recognized by anyone she knew … probably.
Wait … I'm going to be late!
Dorothy circled outside the magic arena but could not find the entrance. The surrounding crowd seemed to want to swallow her up.
"That's the entrance for the audience."
Just as Dorothy was getting more and more anxious, she heard a somewhat familiar voice.
Josiah … A person that Dorothy had labeled as an unscrupulous businessman. Dorothy did not dare to have too much contact with him, but the moment she saw Josiah, Dorothy suddenly had the urge to hug Josiah and cheer.
However, her ladylike demeanor made her suppress the excitement in her heart.
"Isn't there an inscription on the letter to guide the way?" Josiah took out an invitation letter and injected mana into it. The invitation letter seemed to be folded into the shape of a bird by an invisible hand and flew to the other side of the magic arena.
"I … didn't notice," Dorothy said.
"Don't worry about these details. You are the first contestant to fight, and the audience is already waiting."
Josiah led Dorothy around the crowd and arrived at a hidden entrance on the other side of the Mana Arena. Dorothy followed Josiah through the dim passageway and arrived at a brightly lit exit.
"Up ahead is your battlefield. Have you brought your 'weapon'?" Josiah asked.
"Weapon?"
Dorothy searched all over her body and quickly took out the card box that contained her deck of cards.
"I'm … ready." Dorothy took a deep breath to calm herself down.
She looked at the glowing exit. Just by standing there, she could already faintly hear the sounds outside.
Dorothy, who was born in Ossen Castle, was familiar with the sound. She had heard it countless times when she watched gladiator matches.
It would give cheers like a surging tide to the victor, while the loser would leave in dejection.
Dorothy never thought that she would one day become a gladiator and stand on this stage.
But it wasn't a bad feeling.
"Let's go and win the glory together."
Dorothy touched the cards hanging on her waist and walked into the Gladiator Arena.
There were indeed many people.
Dorothy raised her head and looked around. Ruhrsk Higher Magic Academy was also a circular arena, and the arena was filled to the brim.
She still couldn't understand why a card game that originated from a tavern would be so popular in Noland.
Isn't this a niche game for the Dwarves?
But there was no point in wondering. Dorothy glanced at her 'battlefield' and realized that it was completely different from what she had imagined.
In her imagination, there should only be a Hearthstone magic-guided machine in the middle of the arena. Both players would sit beside the machine and fight like in a tavern.
That was why Dorothy thought that it would be very inappropriate to arrange a Hearthstone match in this arena that was suitable for knights to fight.
However, the magic-guided machine that Dorothy was familiar with was not placed in the middle of the arena. Instead, there was a tower that was four meters tall on both sides of the arena.
"Miss Dorothy, the magic-guided machine that you are using is on top of the tower."
A spellcaster who looked like an assistant stood beside the tower and said to Dorothy.
What … is he doing?
Dorothy ascended the stone tower with doubts in her mind. She discovered that there was indeed a magical machine playing Hearthstone at the top of the tower.
And another player also came up to the tower?
Dorothy, who was troubled by her doubts, suddenly heard a voice in the magic arena. It was an exciting voice.
"The first player is Dorothy Bexner, a young lady from the Iron Nation!"
Dorothy froze on the spot. She raised her head and looked at the other side of the arena. There was a huge 'movie screen' there, and Dorothy realized that her figure was on the screen!
Oh no … Dorothy had forgotten that before the start of a Gladiator match, the names of the contestants would be announced loudly to the audience.
Even the famous knights in Ossen Castle would cause the audience to cheer.
Dorothy did not expect Noland to have such a tradition …
Under such circumstances, there was no point in covering up her appearance.
Dorothy threw caution to the wind and took off the mask on her face. At the same time, she took off the hood on her head.
Her long burgundy hair glowed under the light of the Origin Crystals. Her appearance that could make any noble boy in Ossen Castle fall in love appeared on the screen.
At this moment … Dorothy could hear the exclamations and cheers from the audience.
Perhaps the spellcasters did not expect that there would be a girl in Hearthstone!
Come on …
Dorothy stared at the stone tower opposite the arena.
She had placed all her bets on becoming the champion. If she could not become the champion, Dorothy could not imagine how she would be treated when she returned to Ossen Castle.
"Then let's invite our next contestant …"
Dorothy listened quietly to the voice announcing her opponent. Dorothy predicted that it would be a dwarf. After all, all the top eight contestants that Dorothy remembered were dwarves!
A human? And an … old man?
Dorothy watched as an old man slowly walked up the stone tower with the help of a walking stick. His filthy robe and beard made it impossible for Dorothy to associate him with the top eight contestants of Hearthstone.
But the moment Dorothy recognized him, the girl from the Iron Nation once again went into a daze with her eyes wide open.
"Impossible …" Dorothy muttered to herself. Since she came to Noland, she had lost count of the number of times her worldview had been hit.
Unfortunately, no matter how much she denied it, it was the reality in front of her.
"The dean of Rursk Advanced Magic Academy, one of the Seven Sages of Noland, Rursk the Gray Robe!"
Even louder cheers erupted from the audience.
Dorothy's brain had already entered into a state where she could not think, but she quickly regained her senses.
The Gray Robe, one of the great Seven Sages, was also a Hearthstone player?! And he even made it to the top eight?
Dorothy looked at the dirty and messy old man in the distance.
As a normal citizen of the Iron Nation, Dorothy clearly knew how sacred the Seven Sages were.
Even the prince of the Iron Nation was able to make the king so happy that he could become an apprentice of the Seven Sages.
But now, Dorothy was not standing in front of this Sage as an apprentice, but as an opponent!
An equal opponent was standing in front of him.
Why would the high and mighty Sages also play this kind of card game!
Dorothy did not have time to think. The spellcaster assistant had already reminded Dorothy to put the card box into the slot.
The battle was about to begin, so Dorothy subconsciously put the card box into the slot.
From the letter, she learned that the tournament was going to be a best of three.
When the card set selection popped up, Dorothy subconsciously chose the card set that she was good at, which was a Mage that controlled the power of fire!
Dorothy chose her own card set and instantly entered the familiar reading screen.
The moment she entered the match, a blue light fell from the sky and gradually formed the figure of a woman.
Dorothy looked at the woman standing in the ring from the stone tower. Dorothy knew her! She was the representative of the Mage in Hearthstone, the legendary spellcaster Jaina Proudmoore!
What happened? Why did the character in my card come to the real world?
Dorothy felt that her brain was not enough to process what was going on. However, Jaina, who was standing in the arena, quickly conjured an ice-blue magical inscription on her hand. After a loud explosion, the Legendary-mage slowly uttered the lines that she was familiar with.
"My magic will tear you into pieces!"
Below the tower where the Gray Robe stood, a large number of vines and green plants began to grow. An elf with light purple skin slowly appeared in the arena.
"I am the Guardian of Nature."
Along with the elf's voice, half of the ground in the arena was already covered by green vines and grass.
Dorothy also knew this elf. She was the representative of the Druids in Hearthstone, Malfurion Stormrage.
"Let us appreciate this battle more clearly under the illusion created by the purple-clothed Mellows!"
The voice that had just announced Dorothy's identity to everyone explained everything that happened in the arena.
Illusion … Is this an illusion created by another Sage Noland?
Dorothy looked at the magical machine in front of her in disbelief. She had the right to make the first move and was lucky enough to draw the follower Mana Float Dragon that only required 1 Mana Cost.
As usual, she placed this follower on the battlefield. Faint purple inscriptions condensed, and a translucent dragon-like creature appeared in front of Jaina.
This match … is going to be exciting.
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