Arugao is a magical mage.

Although few people know his name, anyone who has seen Arugao will remember his strange behavior.

You must know that it is very difficult for you to be recognized in a place where mages like Dalaran are gathered, and the mages who can enter Dalaran are all geniuses selected from various human countries, and even so, after each year of practice, not every genius can stay in Dalaran.

But Arugao did.

He doesn't have superhuman magical talents, he doesn't have the magic skills to cast spells, and even his sense of magic is only half-baked, which makes it hard not to wonder if there is some dirty shady deal that Arugao can finally stay in Dalaran.

But actually, no!

Arugor relied on his own efforts to stay in Dalaran, but of course his way of trying was a bit odd, unreasonable, and not understood by most mages.

"Arugao! Today we're summoning a beast! Get up and help! You slacker! ”

Dalaran's famous "crazy" archmage Ur shouted in his mage tower again, compared to other mages' mage towers, Master your's mage tower can almost be called a "garbage dump", in fact, calling it a garbage dump is to look down on it.

Look here, the corpse of the Astral Hound summoned from the stars has begun to decompose, but there is not even a single person to extract the precious blood before it is completely spoiled, the leftover hamburgers and unwashed plates in the morning are piled together, and a tattered black robe is thrown on the laboratory table, but don't underestimate it, this is the "magic robe" made by the summoning master Mr. Uhl himself.

Yes, it has some magical effects, provided you can put up with the bad taste of the tattered robes, and the disgusting smell that emanates from them.

But believe me, even so, if you send it to the goblins' auction house, you'll be able to reap the money you'll never make in your lifetime, provided you can escape from the disgusting monsters your summoned.

And Arugao, he lives in such a garbage heap.

He was your's apprentice and the only man in all of Dalaran willing to become your's apprentice... Even the best-tempered Master Antonidas once reprimanded your as a "madman with a brain burned by magic", and to become an apprentice of such a man would require a terrible price and steely nerves.

And so far, in the entire Dalaran, only Arugao has done it alone, this mage apprentice from the poor countryside of Gilneth has also become a high-level mage in the torture of your, and there is only one step away from the archmage.

But the terrible price he paid for this was that Arugor probably didn't even realize that he had become accustomed to your's weird and crazy ways of doing things, and that he was beginning to draw closer to his mentor.

"I'm here, stop shouting, hearing your voice every morning will make my good mood disappear."

A sleepy-eyed Arugao walked out of his room, dressed in his fairly clean robes, and threw the leftover food from last night into the garbage heap at the door, he didn't need to follow the strict routines of the Dalaran mages, because the overseeing mages never entered your master's mage tower.

Gilneth slowly climbed up the stairs, this mage tower is not as magical as other mage towers, your admires the habits of ancient mages, his mage tower is a real "tower", 25 meters high, from the bottom to the top, are only made of hard wooden planks to form a staircase, if you have bad eyes, or are stunned by the strange smell of the tower, then you are likely to fall headlong... Then there is no need to say more about the results.

But luckily, Mage Arugao has become accustomed to this kind of exercise, which can be called "high-intensity" for mages.

By the time he reached the top floor, the air in the Mage Tower had finally improved, and the crazy your, dressed in shabby robes and untidy gray hair, looked like a crazy old man, and he did not wait for his apprentice to arrive, but had already begun his favorite "summoning".

Oh, by the way, did I mention your weird habits?

As the most powerful summoning mage in the human race, your summons a monster every day from somewhere the devil knows for fun, and he likes the feeling of traveling through the worlds during this summoning process, like knocking on medicine, and he can't stop at all.

But generally speaking, what your summons are some small monsters that are not too troublesome, the kind that he can pinch to death at will, and the cemetery he summons is also very simple, in addition to enjoying the fun of summoning, he also has to observe the living habits and characteristics of these otherworldly creatures, and then record them in his "Book of your", of course, this great and crazy book is still being written, so your has not been driven out of Dalaran.

Even 2 months ago, he accidentally summoned a Void Derror, and almost destroyed a block.

"So, my dear Mentor, what are we going to call today?"

Arugao picked up the wine bottle on the table, took a sip of it with great interest, and stood aside to watch your summoning ritual like a dancing god, and the most peculiar thing was that your could answer his apprentice's questions while jumping back and forth.

"What else could it be?"

The summoner master jumped dissatisfiedly and said:

"Emerald Dream, of course! Didn't I tell you? The creatures summoned from that place are all very beautiful, such as the specimen of the rainbow horse I gave to Modra a year ago, which I "caught" from the Emerald Dream, and today, I am going to summon that beautiful place again, oh, I hope the mighty Ysera doesn't find me. ”

"Interesting."

When Arugao had finished his drink, he picked up his quill and flipped through the purple Book of your, dotted with green dots of light on the table, ready to record the summoning process.

The Emerald Dream is not another small world, it is a half-plane shrouded in the real world, and because of the relationship between the powerful Green Dragon Queen and the demigods of the wilderness, it is very difficult and risky to break through the spatial barrier of the Emerald Dream Realm.

It's not that he can't, it's that he lacks the experience to deal with dangerous calls.

"I said, Mentor, that gnome sorcerer who contacted us last month sent me another magical newsletter last night."

Arugao waited boredly for the summoning ceremony to be completed, and he complained to his mentor:

"That's Wilfred. Fitzban guy, obsessed with the summoning charm you made, said he could pay anything in exchange for a summoning sigil made for him, and this is the 47th time he's been rejected, and I'm a little embarrassed. ”

"I'm not available!"

Concentrate on the dancing gods... Well, I mean, Master your, who was concentrating on the summoning ceremony, said without looking back:

"You can take this private job, as long as you don't get discovered by the Council of Six, anyway, all those warlocks need is a demon charm that distorts the void, and the method of making the summoning magic seal is on page 1456 of the Book of your, by the way, don't mess too deeply with those warlocks, my apprentice, they are all a bunch of guys who eat people and don't spit out bones, and don't be fooled by that little dwarf's harmless appearance."

Your muttered:

"I can feel that in that short body, there is a mad soul hidden, who knows what he will do with the magic seal I made."

"Okay, then I'll contact him tonight, do you have anything you want?"

Arugao watched the summoning ceremony emit a seven-colored light, and began to record everything in front of him at a rapid pace, and as he wrote, he asked:

"We can extort a good deal from that warlock, I heard that he has a close relationship with the Mana Storm family, maybe we can get some good things."

"Me?"

Your stopped throbbing, reached out and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his dirty robe, and he whispered:

"What do I want? I don't know... But maybe a succubus would be fun, don't you think our mage tower is too quiet? We need a housekeeper, a beautiful, sultry housekeeper. ”

"Well, I'm sure even a hungry succubus won't be looking for you."

Arugao quipped of his mentor, and he snorted:

"But since you've reached out to ask for it, it's better to ask him to send two succubi, plus some materials related to demons... Wait, Teacher, are you sure this calling step is correct? How did this light turn dark red? ”

The high-level mage put down the pen in his hand and walked over to his mentor, and Master your's brows furrowed tightly:

"That's not right, the Jade Dream Realm itself is a half-plane, why is there another half-plane hidden in it? And it looks like it's still sealed, this kind of breath... It's crazy, even the Void Dreads didn't have such a crazy will last time, this must be something sealed here. ”

The summoner master stretched out his hand and pulled his apprentice back a few steps, he flicked his fingers, and a magic spark rushed to the edge of the running summoning circle, disrupting the channeling of magic power, so in Arugao's curious gaze, the magic circle that exuded a dark red strange aura slowly stopped running.

"Record it, Arugao!"

Your brow furrowed, and only then did he act like a powerful and wise mage, and he took his staff, circled around the circle a few times, and said in a deep voice:

"12 days before the summer solstice of the 12th year of the Dark Gate, this is a failed summoning ritual, no, it can't be called a failure, but I feel the hidden malice in the accidentally discovered space opposite, I feel the souls sealed in it, the chaotic, wild, crazy souls, there are so many of them, it's like a specially created space cage."

"Unless it's a matter of life and death, we can't connect that space anymore... It's too dangerous, and judging by the sealing technique, there's a good chance that this cage has something to do with the Night Elves, and I hate everything that has to do with them! ”

After saying that, the summoner turned his head to look at his apprentice, only to find Arugao standing there in a daze, which made your very dissatisfied, because Arugao, who had always been "smart", showed the same stupid expression as other mages.

So he waved his staff and struck his disciple on the body, awakening Arugao.

"Are you done with the record? What are you doing? ”

Your looked at his disciple dissatisfied, Arugao shrugged his shoulders and turned the book in his hand in a different direction, the beautiful magic pattern in his hand made the master nod, while Arugao carefully looked at the shimmering light on the bracelet on his wrist.

That means the magic message is activated, and the meaning is simple:

"This letter represents my greetings and your future.... From your loyal friend, Khadgar, in the Yongmao Woodlands of Ullano. ”

Along with the text message, there was also a location at Lake Lordamere, and it looked like Khadgar had sent a letter, but given Khadgar's bad reputation in Dalaran, Arugao finally decided not to tell anyone else about it.

As a "magical" mage, after following a "magical" mentor, Arugao has very few friends in Dalaran... But Khadgar, a "weird" mage who has become old because he studied magic with Medivan, is his best friend, and there is no one.

Without taking into account the elegance of the text, perhaps we can call it a friendship between "freaks"?

Some reader brothers said that I glorified Gasseris too much... Actually, I can't help it, there were only a few well-known figures in Lordaeron at that time, and it was definitely impossible for Uther and Fordin, who believed in the supremacy of royal power, to say this, and whether the others had the right to command the army, I also had a way~