Locke placed a systematic observation at Duane, and soon Duane's attribute panel appeared in his mind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Name: Duane

Age: 41

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Identity: Archmage of the Knights of the Silver Hand, leader of the Crusader Mages, and Mage Trainer

Class: Scholar Level 10 / Mage Level 10 / Arcane Mage Level 8 / Fire Mage Level 1 (Elite Template)

Factions: Alliance

Nationality: Lordaeron

Faith: Knowledge is the source of all power

Organization: Knights of the Silver Hand

Hometown: Talenmere

Ability: Unknown

Specialty: Enchantment (Intermediate) Alchemy (Elementary)

Condition: Good

Title: Mage Trainer

Title Skills: Superior knowledge reserves give him a small chance of increasing the level of the matched class skill (not more than the level of the Title Person) when teaching mages

Note: Scholar ranks do not count towards the overall grade

Locke smashed his mouth, a level 19 mage, this is not much lower than the mage council of Dalaran, right?

"Welcome to the library, kids." Duane sat in the chair at the end of the desk, he got up and waved, and two wooden chairs in the far corner moved their legs and ran over.

They stopped in front of their desks.

"It's incredible!" Locke couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's not a child, magic comes from knowledge." Duane motioned for the two of them to sit down and said, then he pointed to the books around him with both hands, "As long as you can read the books in this room, well, theoretically, you can also become a mage." ”

"Come on, who's going to have time to kill time here." Renault smiled and refused, he sat down and continued. "It's only been since I last saw you turn that erring mage apprentice into a sheep, though only for a moment."

"It's just horrible, isn't it? So from that day on, I kept my back on you mysterious mages. ”

Duane smiled, leaving wrinkles on his face over the years, perhaps because of the destruction of magic power, which made him look a little thin, but no one could deny that under this thin body there was a powerful force enough to destroy the monastery.

Duane is wearing a purple mage robe, and he is also wearing a crusader robe, not the red robe called Duane's robe in the game, and the shoulders are a purple cloth armor shoulder guard, on which Locke can see the illusion of a spell fluttering.

"You're Locke, aren't you?" Locke looked at Duane, and Duane looked at him at the same time.

"I'm sorry I heard Mograini talk about you, I didn't expect my old friend to be gone." Duane said sadly.

"Your father is a few years older than me, but he is quite brave. We were both young in the Second Orc War, and we fought side by side, following in the footsteps of Mograine. Once, when we were attacking an orc watchtower, oh, I was too young to know where I was. While casting a spell, I was accidentally targeted by an orc warlock from a tribe, who unleashed a shadow energy arrow at me, and just when I thought I was leaving this world, your father rushed up to block the shadow. ”

"That time, your father was seriously injured, and Mograine and Ethanlion had been treating your father's injuries with holy light, but they could only suppress the spread of the shadow within him, and when we were all hopeless, your father survived on his own. Your father was also a powerful paladin, but since that incident, his body has slowly failed, and the dregs of shadow energy often haunt your father, even your father's holy light cannot dispel it. ”

"When the Orc War ended and the Orcs were locked up in the asylum, your father returned to Quiet Town ahead of schedule, where he became a sheriff."

"We never got in touch again." Duane reminisces about his father's past to Locke.

This father is very powerful, why is he hiding so deeply? In the depths of his memory, he has never seen him say anything about the past, and all he has heard is the legend of others. And in Warcraft, there is no one surnamed Harvey in the Knights of the Silver Hand.

Locke couldn't figure it out.

"Condolences, Locke." On the side, Renault patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Alas, I have blamed myself all these years when I think of this, because my carelessness has brought indelible pain to your father."

Duane lowered his head decadently and looked at the burning candles on the table.

"Don't be upset about this, Duane, I'm sure if my father had done so, I'm sure you'd have saved him. Aren't comrades-in-arms like brothers to each other? Locke asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Duane raised his head and looked at Locke, "You and your father are really like what they said, yes, aren't comrades-in-arms like brothers to each other?" ”

"Locke, come, I'll give you a little gift." Duane put away his sad expression, pulled open the drawer under the table, took out a small object, and handed it to Locke.

"What is this?" Locke took it, fiddling up and down.

"I've made a gadget that can help you when it matters most." Duane looked at it with a smile on his face.

"It's a magical creation, try to focus your mind on it." Duane explained to him how to use it.

Locke scanned it with the system, but soon he screamed in surprise.

"The Gauntlets of the Dead (Epic Quality - Purple) strengthens the wearer's stamina. When hit, there is a chance to freeze the attacker in place for a few seconds.

It's it!

That rings with a very low drop chance!

IN HIS PREVIOUS LIFE, LOCKE HAD SEEN IT ONCE, BUT HE WAS STILL PULLED AWAY BY OTHERS.

"This! That's too precious, isn't it? ”

"Take it, child, and redeem my condemned heart day and night, though it is not enough." Duane's face turned guilty.

"Alright, Duane, every time I come, why don't I see you give me good things?" Renault stubble on the side boringly.

"Nonsense! You bastard didn't come and steal some of my things, I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

"Okay, okay, when I didn't say it." Renault hurriedly raised his hand in surrender.

"Bring it on, Locke, the little one in front of you is red-eyed." Duane looked at Renault urging.

"I'm going to be red at this? I'm the greatest paladin of the future! Renault shook his head disdainfully.

Locke tried to put the oddly shaped ring on his finger, and at first he thought it was a keychain. Strange to say, after wearing this ring, Locke suddenly felt lighter. He took off the ring and tried it, and sure enough, the pressure came again, could it be that endurance meant this? Strengthened your ability to overload?

"You take this." Duane handed over another bag, which emitted a strong smell of Demon Emperor Grass.

"What's in there?" Locke couldn't help but ask.

"It's filled with a few bottles of mana potions, drink it when you've overdrawn the holy light energy in your body."

Oh, if Duane hadn't explained, Locke would have thought it was Chinese medicine...

"Do you have a magic bag? Locke? I've got the magic packages I've made, you can put them all in. Duane asked, looking at him.

"Hey, Duane, I asked you if you didn't give it to me, you said it was very difficult to make, why did you give it to Locke when you saw it?" Renault was reluctant to watch from the sidelines, he didn't have a magic bag yet.

"Your father Mograini he has, go and ask him for it. This thing sells for hundreds of gold coins outside. Duane sent Renault up.

"Stingy guy." Renault muttered a few sentences, and went to the bookshelf next to him to flip through the books.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't touch my book! Duane watched Renault shout loudly as he hurriedly threw the magic bag in his hand to Locke. There's not much space in it, so I'll make a big one for you when I have the materials in the future. ”

"Stop, boy! That's my research. Duane saw Renault's hand, reached for the top scroll on the shelf, and hurriedly shouted.

He pointed at Renault, and then his mouth sounded, and then Renault in the distance, with a bang, turned into a little sheep, spinning in circles on the ground.

Locke put his things away, and couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Renault, who had turned into a sheep and was innocently spinning around on the ground.

Duane put all the books around Renault into his magic bag, and then he reached out and snapped his fingers.

"Smack!"

Then Renault instantly turned back into a human.

Renault stood there for a moment, then shook his head vigorously, then looked around for a moment.

"It's horrible, I just wanted to eat grass all the time!" He said to Locke.

"This is also what I hate about mages the most, as long as he is stronger than you, you will be tricked." Renault bared his teeth and pounded his head.

"Okay, I'll punish you a little, now you understand the fate of the mage's things, right?" Duane appeared happily among them.

Renault finally didn't say anything this time, he sat down in his chair and shook his head vigorously.

"That's... Archmage Duane, we won't bother you to study. This was my first visit to the monastery, so I asked Renault to take me to familiarize myself with the environment. Next time if I have a problem, I'll ask you myself. ”

Locke said goodbye.

"Okay, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me directly."

The two then left the library and appeared in the monastery's Whispering Garden.

"Oh, damn it, I'm finally relieved when I get here, this damn goat-changing, damn mage." Renault said with some annoyance.

"Okay, don't be angry, this is for you." Locke gives the magic bag given by Duane to Renault.

"You're going to give me this magic bag?" Renault looked at him in surprise. "It's worth a few hundred gold coins, and you can't buy it."

"How about using this to offset the damage you just received from the Sheep Transformation Technique, right?" Locke asked, tossing the magic purse in his hand.

"Good! Interesting! Haha, I didn't expect I to have a magic bag too, this time I was turned into a sheep and a colorful head, Dalyan would probably go crazy if he knew, haha. ”

Renault was ecstatic and left with his magic purse and went to Dalyan to show off.

Ha, now Renault is really a child.