If it was said that Duque was still a little confused before the appearance of Medivh, then at this moment, Duque had undergone earth-shattering changes.
Perhaps it was because he had provoked Medivh, who was possessed by Sargeras, that forced Duque's mind into a corner. That was why Duque's mind became so clear all of a sudden.
Since Medivh was shot and possessed by Sargeras just like in the game, then according to the terrible nature of Azeroth's history, Duque no longer expected anything good to happen next.
Lordaeron, Dalajan, Alterac, Kurtiras, Gilnis, Rapidhold, and Stormwind City, these were the seven largest kingdoms in the world. Except for the island kingdom Kurtiras, which was far away from the mainland, the other six kingdoms would be destroyed one by one in the coming time. They would either be destroyed by the orcs or by the Scourge Army.
The only human kingdom that could constantly be destroyed and reborn was Stormwind City!
That was also the last hope of mankind!
As a human, Duque was very sure that his own future was also in Stormwind City. Thinking of the disaster that would follow in Stormwind City and even the whole of Stormwind City, Duque understood what he had to do. First, he had to accumulate strength. That must be enough to affect the incident at the Dark Portal.
Now, in a direct confrontation, Sargeras had no chance of winning. Even if he only had a soul left, he was still a super Boss who had mastered the power of Medivh as a guardian.
As an outsider, Duque was very clear that no one would believe him no matter what he said. On the other hand, the more he said, the faster he died.
However, a Medivh controlled by Sargeras would die. Facing such a big Boss who was extremely good at playing with souls, he would not be able to live in peace even if he died.
Du Ke threw caution to the wind, truly threw caution to the wind.
On the surface, Duque was challenging the authority, but in fact, he was setting a trap for Duque. As long as he maintained his identity as the Medivh, as long as he didn't take off this hypocritical mask, he had to treat Duque fairly. Moreover, Duque was still a child.
The Medivh raised his right hand and snapped his fingers. It was as if all the voices in the hall had been sucked out. Everyone's mouths were agape and their arms were raised. Their expressions were still agitated, but they could no longer make a sound.
"Everyone from the Wang Family's Magic Association of Stormwind City, I just want to ask, where is your demeanor? Where is your magnanimity as a noble? Was it wrong for a half-grown child to talk about his great dream? Is there a need to make it sound so serious? "
Why was everyone so excited just now? It was all because that bastard Sargeras had secretly used a demonic trick similar to [Berserk Aura].
But now, Sargeras was acting like a just and strict wise man, advising all the mages who made extreme remarks with a straight face.
Seeing this scene, Duque wanted to vomit.
Duque was silent, and looked at the 'Medivh' stubbornly!
Sargeras smiled. He walked over and seemed to want to pat Duque's shoulder lightly. However, as if afraid of being infected by the plague, Duque flashed and backed away.
"Heh … Seems like you have a deep prejudice against me."
"You could have stopped them long ago." Duque spoke the truth.
The 'Medivh' looked a little embarrassed. "Sorry, I was stunned for a moment too."
Duque was still staring at the 'Medivh'.
"Alright, this is indeed the Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy's lack of manners. Duque, your dream is actually not too much. The doors of me and the Royal Magic Academy are still open for you. As an apology, you can choose any mage in the academy to be your teacher. I guarantee in the name of the dean that no mentor will refuse you. As long as you join our academy, you will get a 20% discount on all the materials and spell formulas you exchange for. "
As soon as the Medivh's words fell, there was an immediate uproar.
Preferential treatment! This was too preferential treatment!
Unfortunately, Duque knew that Sargeras's words were almost like a fart.
He, Duque, didn't even care about the strongest mage, Medivh. Who would dare to be his teacher? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the Medivh? Even if Duque forced him to be his teacher, who would dare to really teach Duque real knowledge?
At this moment, even old man Norton, who was the closest to Duque, was afraid that Duque would look at him. He quietly took two steps back and lowered his head to hide behind the crowd.
The only useful thing was that 20% discount.
Of course, the premise was that Duque had to become a part of the academy.
The corner of Duque's mouth curled into a smile. At this moment, he actually had a second choice — to abandon Stormwind City and join the arms of the holy land of mages, Dalajan. Perhaps this could allow him to temporarily leave the center of this worldwide storm, but it would also cause him to lose a very important opportunity to rise.
"Alright, as long as I can read the information in the library according to your rules, I agree to join the Stormwind City Royal Magic Academy. As for the mentor … I don't think anyone will be willing to be my mentor. So let's forget about this. "
The moment he finished speaking, Duque could totally imagine what would happen next.
As expected, in the next second, there was an uproar!
Arrogant! Too arrogant!
A mere apprentice not only claimed to surpass the world's strongest mage, Medivh, but also publicly announced that he didn't need a mentor? Did he really think he was a self-taught super prodigy?
But when everyone saw Medivh's gesture, no one dared to utter a single word. However, in their hearts, they threw the worst possible evaluation onto Duque.
As an apprentice, Medivh seemed to be in a dilemma, "That's right, our public library is open to all members. However, the number of books and the level of magic you are allowed to read varies for each rank. As an apprentice, there aren't many books that are suitable for you to read. Usually, you will start from the [Apprentice's Handbook] provided by the mentor … "
Duque took two steps forward and asked boldly, "Then may I ask, what are the requirements to become a formal mage?"
Without waiting for Medivh to speak, Medivh's disciple, Cadgar, answered first, "Under the witness of three official Magi, if you cast three level 1 spells without the help of any magic items, then you can be recognized as a Primary Magus."
The current Cadgar was very, very young, probably around the same age as Duque. He was around thirteen or fourteen years old, and his face had a clear immaturity to it. The moustache that everyone would be familiar with in the future was now only a vague outline.
He had short black hair and a fair face. Apart from not looking like a farmer's son, he was no different from any other youth in Stormwind City.
Cadgar had been sent to the Dalajan by his family when he was six years old to learn all kinds of magic. It was only recently that he had officially become Medivh's disciple. Even though Cadgar was talented and intelligent, he was still not a novice mage.
At this moment, Duque's clear voice shocked everyone present.
"Then, I, Duke Marcus, request to take the novice mage exam."
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