For a moment, Janice tried to regain control of everything and regroup the magic traps in a short time. But the Princess Barov soon gave up, feeling a disagreeable sensation which was at once familiar and strange to her.
"God, Duque, you remind me of Antonidas. This' old 'brother of his makes me feel so helpless." Even though Janice had her hands on her hips and was lecturing a junior, Duke Barov was still shocked to hear his proud wife compare Duque to Antonidas.
"Just now …" Duke Barov could not hide the shock on his face.
"The magic defense system I painstakingly set up was seen through by him in one glance. Not only here, but also those in your dormitory. I told you, with my level of skill, I can only defend against petty thieves. I can't defend against a true master. In front of a true archmage, setting up such a clumsy magic trap would reveal the location of the trap in advance. "Janice scolded her husband without holding back.
"Sorry, I was hit by the magic trap and overreacted." Duque raised his head slightly. There was a lightning magic trap hidden on top of the gorgeous chandelier. As long as Janice willed it, or pressed a switch in a secret passage at the side of the corridor, the entire 20-meter-long corridor would be baptized by lightning.
Duque's "sincere" apology made Duke Barov even more embarrassed.
"Alright, alright. Our guest must be hungry after coming all the way here. Let's eat first."
In the beautiful dining hall, Duque, who was sitting at a long table that could seat ten people, fell into a new dilemma.
Western etiquette was quite complicated. Unfortunately, Duque's understanding of it was limited to holding a fork in his left hand, a knife in his right, and not talking while eating.
Then, when Duque saw the elegant butler place a large number of spoons and forks of different sizes beside his plate, Duque was dumbfounded.
The habits of nobles were quite troublesome. If he took the wrong thing, he would be looked down upon. Duque didn't have the chance to cram on this knowledge. Similarly, because he didn't have this knowledge in his head, the System Elf couldn't save him.
When Duque felt the Duke and Duchess looking at him, Duque suddenly felt glad that the Duchess was a mage and quite obsessed with him.
"Did you know? Mrs. Barov, in fact, low-level spells are very helpful in training one's [Multi-Casting] ability. "
"Oh?" Janice's eyes lit up.
This was multiple casting! Countless people had practiced Metamagic Abilities for a long time without being able to develop any. But everyone knew that a Mage who was good at casting multiple spells could definitely take on two or three Mages of the same level. Janice had also heard some rumors about Duque.
"My teacher is Huo Jia, the Hundred-Handed Reaper. In fact, I learned the rarest way to train my [Multi-Casting] ability from my teacher. Since we hit it off so well, I might as well introduce you to each other. "
"Oh, my little Duque is the best! Hurry up and teach me. If I really learn it, I'll help you bully my old man at the negotiating table. "
As soon as she said that, Duke Barov's hand froze in the middle of reaching for the spoon.
He had always known that his wife was a magic maniac.
Back then, Janice, who was beautiful and noble, was absolutely loved by everyone. Thinking back to the time when he, handsome and elegant, finally plucked the Dalajan rose with all his magic treasures, it was something he was proud of for decades, both for his feelings and for his career.
He didn't expect that after decades, because of magic, for the first time, he would feel like he was tricked by his wife. Duke Barov was really speechless.
"Don't worry, dear, it won't be too hard for you." Janice symbolically comforted her husband and then looked at Duque without blinking.
Duque made an apologetic expression to Duke Barov and then activated [Hands of Magic]. When the twelve Hands of Magic appeared, they simultaneously helped Duque tie the napkin, cut the food, swirled the wine, poured it into his mouth, and wiped his mouth with the napkin …
After a series of dazzling magic performances, who would pay attention to whether Duque used the right spoon or knife?
Duque even instigated, "Duchess, you can start with the two simplest Hands of Magic and let the two additional Hands of Magic help you complete the actions of daily life. After a while, you'll find that you can easily multitask … "
[Hands of Magic] was, of course, the simplest level-0 spell. It was when a Mage focused all their attention on one Hand of Magic. When using two or four hands at the same time, the mental power required was completely geometrically increased.
But it was undeniable that this method could indeed train one's ability to cast multiple spells.
Seeing that his wife was easily bought over, Duke Barov also looked helpless. Soon, this somewhat ceremonially ridiculous meal was over.
To Duque's surprise, Duke Barov actually agreed to immediately start the negotiations in the afternoon.
Originally, Duque thought that Duke Barov would deliberately give him the cold shoulder.
In a private meeting hall, the lights were brightly lit.
Duke Barov sat on one side of the conference table. Beside him was a secretary, and behind him stood two guards who were obviously experts.
On Duque's side, there was only one attendant, Makarov.
Duke Barov clasped his hands together, his chin resting on the back of his fingers. He immediately got to the point.
"Duke Duke Marcus, I have to admit that I have underestimated you. Your talent in the field of magic is unparalleled, and your wisdom is also evident in negotiations. Janice is my darling, and her pressure forced me to open this negotiation in a passive position. But I hope you understand that personal feelings are not the main factor in this negotiation. The Barov Family does have the food that Stormwind urgently needs. I just want to ask, if the Barov Family takes out the food that is equivalent to the family's lifeline as a bargaining chip, what will the Barov Family get? "
Duque did not hesitate: "Safety, and the continuation of the Barov Family."
Duke Barov immediately frowned, obviously thinking of something bad.
Duque flipped his left palm: "Don't misunderstand, the swords of the Stormwind Warriors will never be pointed at humans. I think it is necessary for me to educate you on the destructive power of the beastmen. "
Prince Barov made a gesture of invitation.
Duque cast a spell that looked like Magic Mirror.
Duke Barov saw this and was immediately moved.
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