The match was over.
Dorothy left the competition venue alone. She looked at the setting sun in the distance, and her mood, like the dim sunlight, faded into darkness as time went by.
It was a terrible feeling. Victory was so close to her dream, but she missed it because of a small gap.
Something that was so close to her was smashed into pieces in front of her eyes.
Feelings of unwillingness and disappointment surged into Dorothy's heart.
But right now, she was more confused than anything else.
Dorothy walked on the streets of the advanced magic academy and remembered how she felt when she first came to Noland.
She was not familiar with the city, and she did not know anyone in the city.
Dorothy had bet all her chips on this match.
With the defeat in the last round, everything Dorothy had done since she came to Noland was meaningless.
What should she do next?
Dorothy began to think of ways to salvage the situation.
She did not win the championship in Noland, but she knew the whereabouts of the leaves of the World Tree. That was the reward for winning the championship.
The dwarves lived in Noland, so they should not need the leaves of the World Tree.
Or Rosie could buy twigs of the World Tree from Frostaxe.
But Dorothy realized that the most valuable thing she had was probably the Hearthstone card box.
Frost Axe, who had all the golden cards, would definitely not care about Dorothy's card box.
Is there really nothing I can do?
At that moment, she suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
"Dorothy!"
Someone was calling her name.
The moment Dorothy heard the voice, she felt as if her body was frozen and unable to move.
"Fa … ther."
Dorothy turned around and saw a middle-aged man running from afar, trying to organize the words to explain to her father.
"Miss Dorothy, it's really difficult to see you."
"Mr. Etke."
When Dorothy saw the earl's son behind her father, the guilt in her heart was shrouded by a wordless fear and uneasiness.
She had completely screwed everything up!
The earl's son's gloomy expression was enough to say a lot.
"Dorothy! You came to this magic academy to study, right? Look, you're still wearing Noland's spellcaster robe. "
His father grabbed Dorothy's hand and forcefully pulled her in front of the Earl's son. He then questioned Dorothy.
Study? Dorothy was silent for a moment. She quickly understood what her father meant.
That was to find an excuse for him to run away from the wedding!
If it was for the 'noble pursuit' of studying in Noland, perhaps the son of the count could still reluctantly accept it. If Dorothy begged him in a low voice, there was still a possibility of repairing the rift in their relationship caused by the escape of the marriage.
If this count's son was unhappy, he could easily remove the Silver Patterned Flower Chamber of Commerce from Ossen Castle!
Dorothy pressed her lips tightly together. She could feel her father's eager eyes next to her.
If the Earl's son knew that he had come to Noland to participate in the Hearthstone tournament, everything would be over.
But wait … what's wrong with her participating in the Hearthstone competition?
Suddenly, a strange anger overflowed from Dorothy's heart. The source of the anger was the Earl's son's disdainful gaze and a strange sense of honor.
That was the honor of being a Hearthstone player.
"No! Father, I came here to participate in the Hearthstone competition. "
Dorothy said to the person in front of her under her father's despairing gaze.
"You ignored my invitation and came to Noland to play some lowly card game with a bunch of filthy dwarves?"
He stared into Dorothy's burgundy eyes and could feel the arrogance in them.
"Hearthstone is not a lowly game!" Dorothy loudly refuted the Earl's son's slander.
"Dorothy! Shut up! "
Her father could not stand it anymore and raised his arm to swing at Dorothy's cheek.
At that moment, Dorothy closed her eyes and prepared to receive the 'punishment' that was about to come. However, the expected pain did not appear on her cheek.
Time passed slowly and Dorothy opened her eyes. She discovered that her father's arm was surrounded by a silver-white inscription ring. The inscription ring stopped her father's movement.
This was a magic attack!
The Earl's son instantly realized that there was a spellcaster in the surroundings. The five knights that had been following him suddenly rushed out, trying to find the spellcaster who had rashly attacked.
However, before the knights could take a few steps, they were directly knocked to the ground.
"Outsider human! What did you say? Say it again! "
A voice loud enough to be heard by the entire street came from behind Dorothy. Dorothy recognized this voice … it was the voice of the Dwarf Elder, Frost Axe!
Sure enough, Frost Axe dragged a knight that he had knocked out with his bare hands and threw him in front of the Earl's son. Frost Axe then stood next to Dorothy.
Along with Frost Axe were six other dwarves. These dwarves hugged their arms and directly surrounded the Earl's son.
"Do you dwarves know what you are doing?!" The knights that the Earl's son had fallen to the ground finally roared angrily at the dwarves.
The relationship between humans and dwarves in the Iron Country was not as good as that of Noland.
The dwarves living in the Iron Country's territory had always been competing with them for mineral veins, so no one in the Iron Country would like these short and bloated demi-humans, let alone respect them!
"Of course I know, and in the next second, your face will hit my fist!"
Frost Axe gestured with his fist that was full of scars. This fist was about three times the size of a human's. One punch was enough to dent the knight's helmet, which was enough to prove the strength of this punch.
The Earl's son felt fear and took a step back. Soon, a pure white barrier appeared on the ground in front of him.
"Dwarves, please show some respect to the eldest son of Count Kirrlutz."
The spellcaster who had been beside the Earl's son finally could not stand it anymore. This was also the reason why he could be so fearless. This spellcaster was one of the strongest magicians in Ossen Castle.
His usual task was to serve as his father's guard, but this time, Count Kirrlutz had appointed this spellcaster to protect him on this trip to Noland.
"Master Lars, please make those dwarves disappear from my sight," the Earl's son Eitek said in a respectful voice to the spellcaster beside him.
But before the old magician had time to cast another spell, the magic barrier he had constructed shattered into pieces in an instant, and the staff in his hand flew into the air.
"Master Lars!"
Eitek looked in shock at the spellcaster's staff that had flown out of his hand. The spellcaster seemed to have seen something terrible, and at this moment, he did not even have the thought of resisting.
"Little Lars, have you forgotten the academy's rules? It seems that after so many years since you graduated, I have to teach you the rules again. "
An old man in shabby clothes slowly walked out of the darkness.
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive, Sage Rursk."
Without waiting for the Earl's son to say anything, the spellcaster, who was called Master Lars, immediately bowed respectfully to the front of the old man.
Rursk, one of the Seven Sages of Noland, the gray-robed man?
The Earl's son stared blankly at the somewhat sloppy old man. If his image could not be equated with a 'sage', then the magic he had just cast was enough to show the power of this spellcaster!
Why would one of the Seven Sages of Noland appear here? But Eitek had no time.
"Great Gray-Robed man, I came to this academy only to bring my fiancée back, and I have no intention of angering you," he said respectfully to the gray-robed man and bowed respectfully to the gray-robed man.
"Leave this place immediately."
The gray-robed man did not make too much explanation, but just said these six words very calmly.
The Earl's son was stunned for a moment, and was about to continue to argue, but the old spellcaster beside him immediately pulled him away.
"Lord Eitek, let's go!"
Although the Earl's son was completely enraged by the dwarves, his rationality told him that it was not a wise choice to anger a sage. He glanced at Dorothy, who was protected by a group of dwarves, and chose to leave.
"Dorothy … This …"
Dorothy's father stayed behind, and he looked at the gray-robed man standing behind Dorothy in disbelief.
To the commoners of various countries, the Seven Sages of Noland were almost on the same level as the 'legendary gods'.
Dorothy did not understand what was happening, and she turned around to look at the old man behind her.
"You have defeated many powerful Hearthstone players of Noland, Dorothy. Although you did not win the championship, you still relied on your own hands to win the glory that belongs to you, and … my respect," the gray-robed man said. "And the respect of the other players. You can choose to leave now, or you can go and receive your glory, and listen to the cheers that belong to you."
The gray-robed man turned around.
The sky was completely dark, but the Mana Arena behind the gray-robed man was still brightly lit, and Dorothy could even hear the voices of the audience in the arena.
There was a group of people waiting for her in the Mana Arena, and a group of people wanted to see her walk up to the podium and shout a special slogan.
Just like how people would cheer for Dorothy every time she won.
It was a little too irresponsible to choose to escape at this time.
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