Neither Duke nor Aurelia knew that after they left, a third group of people had found the boar.

"Isn't this the 'prince'?" one of the servants exclaimed.

"Prince?" a young man dressed to look like a nobleman snorted disdainfully.

The servant immediately bowed his head and bowed: "Well, respected master, that's just a nickname. The Brackvilles have a prize-winning pig named 'Princess'. The sow was huge, and she often snuck into Stonefield's farm to steal vegetables! The princess had somehow taken a bigger murderous boar, and three farmers had already died on the boar. So on the bounty order, the boar's name is 'Prince'!"

When the aristocratic young man heard this, he was interested.

"Huh, wouldn't I bring this 'prince' back to increase my prestige?"

Several of the servants were sycophants, and when they heard it, they immediately understood.

The current king was a very wise man, and in order to keep the nobles motivated, he even laid down the iron rule that the descendants of the nobles must have meritorious service in order to inherit their father's title.

Unfortunately, there are policies and countermeasures, and in this era when there is no large-scale war, people's lives are relatively stable, and there are not many thieves or robbers. The only ones that can be counted as enemies of humanity are the beasts, monsters, and subhuman races that are all over the mountains.

If humans want to expand their survival territory, they must grab territory from other creatures and open up new territories. Therefore, killing the monster on the bounty order can also be counted as a meritorious service.

"Yes, yes, that's right. Young master, you have killed this 'prince' on the town's first-level bounty order gorgeously with a spell, and you will definitely win the favor of the viscount. ”

Seeing the servant so uplifted, the aristocratic young man smiled proudly.

The series of events that happened behind him, Duke had no idea about.

He's still struggling to survive. Finally crawling out of the slightly turbulent river, he was stunned to find that he had been swept away by a long way of running.

Lying on the river beach, gasping for breath and feeling the sun behind me.

The system suddenly spoke: "Dear host, the system elves feel obligated to remind you. With your constitution, the chance of catching a cold like this is 68.3%. ”

Duke bared his teeth, and finally agreed.

He almost struggled to take off his burlap clothes and trousers, and collapsed on a large rock by the river, which was still dry, and he was paralyzed like a dead dog.

It's terrible, sure enough, crossing is a physical work plus technical work.

Such a primitive natural environment is really very difficult for a college animal who has to complain and be tired of military training.

With his mind in turmoil, Duke recalls everything in the world of Azeroth.

Suddenly smiled bitterly, complaining all day long before crossing that reincarnation to **** was to turn on the hell difficulty mode. Compared to Azeroth, it's not even a gate to hell. There is a saying that people in any war years rarely live past the age of 40.

Holding his forehead, Duke muttered to himself, "There is still too little information." The only thing that is known is that if Aurelia is still around, then it should be a fairly early point in time for Azeroth. Because in the World of Warcraft, Aurelia should have been besieged and completely disappeared after an expedition to the outer regions with Tulayan. ”

Finally recovering his senses, Duke stood up, put on his shirt and pants again, looked around, and finally found what he was looking for—cooking smoke.

Where there is fire, there are human beings...... Uh, at least humanoids.

With hope and apprehension, Duke walked to the place where the smoke rose in the distance.

Finally, half an hour later, Duke, walking down the stream, found what he was looking for—a human settlement.

People come and go, bustling.

Colorful flags hung everywhere on the quaint brick and wood houses, and there was a lot of noise and cheering voices.

In front of the town, Duke saw two smiling guards. The white armor with blue trim and the lion coat and shield on the chest are typical of the guards in Stormwind attire.

Suddenly, Duke breathed a long sigh of relief: "Whew!"

There is a feeling of finding organization in the bottom of my heart. At the very least, it was a human town to find, not an ogre's human meat barbecue convention.

In the world of Azeroth, there was once a very powerful human empire, Arath. However, around 1,200 years ago in the history of the game, the Arathas Empire split into seven small kingdoms: Lordaeron, Dalaran, Alterac, Kurtilas, Gilneth, Riptide and Stormwind.

Stormwind is the beginner's section of the game for all human players.

Duke didn't know if that was the case with the history here, but it didn't seem to be any different.

"Yo, little brother, are you also here for the inauguration trial? It looks like your little body can't be a guard in Stormwind City. Hahaha!" Seeing Duke, the guard on the left laughed very bluntly.

"Maybe he's a hunter and can be an archer?" the guard on the right laughed.

"No, no, no, look at his white and tender palms, maybe he is a noble mage!

Duke didn't know what career he could pursue, but he knew that if he didn't do anything, he would sooner or later become a ghoul in a world of war and destruction.

But...... No matter how down-and-out I am, I can't take the turn of you two teasing soldiers to laugh at me!

Just as Duke wanted to punch these two guys desperately, an officer with golden eyebrows, a Chinese face, and a big sword at his waist came.

"Shut up, you two idiots. ”

Seeing their boss coming, the two guards immediately shut up and stood upright, and could clearly see a drop of cold sweat dripping down their cheeks.

The Legion turned his face to Duke with a gentle smile on his face, "The nobility of a man depends on whether you or your ancestors have contributed to the prosperity of mankind. It's good to be a professional and move up the elite, but don't be discouraged if you fail, Stormwind's prosperity requires talent from all walks of life. Young man, do you think I'm right?"

"Uh, yes. ”

The officer held out his hand to Duke: "My name is Verry, deputy captain. ”

"Duke. Duke reached out and shook Verry's hand, and Duke's palm took 100 critical damage......

! This guy has a lot of hands!

"Well, Duke, welcome to the Northshire Abbey Proving Grounds. I hope you can become a professional, and I sincerely hope that there will be more elites in the human race. ”

That's how Duke went in.

Verry looked at Duke's back and touched his chin: "This young man is not a warrior's material." ”