The result?

None of the murderers saw it, only the two black men, and the straw men that had been placed in the open space and symbolically used as targets were all turned into powder.

Not far away, Vice Captain Verry was dumbfounded, and his mouth could even fit an egg into his gap.

A little farther away were Sir Famm Brando and several of his servants, who were paralyzed on the ground in fright.

"Oh my God, what did I see?" said Verry, who couldn't believe his eyes.

His former captain had told him that if he was a good mage, he could use that crystal ball to release a fireball and beat a certain straw man into slag.

What does he see now?

A row of ten straw men is gone. The ground was covered in black ash and a handful of hay clippings that had not been completely burned.

"Ahem, ahem...... "The old and the young were coughing desperately, and both were choked by the smoke from the fire.

"Sasha. The old mage called to his lieutenant, and there was indescribable ecstasy in his voice: "Tell old Mike, bring me the bottle of wine I treasured!

"Baby!?what baby?" The mage's deputy, who rushed over from elsewhere, was a little dazed.

Old man Norton brought Dukla, who was still in a state of confusion, over: "He--once in a thousand years, no, a great * mage seedling once in ten thousand years!"

"Wow-" All of a sudden, the entire North County Abbey Proving Ground exploded.

No matter what era it is, there are the most big-headed soldiers who don't need talent and just rely on their muscles. On the contrary, the more skilled and talented the profession is, the rarer it is. Legal professionals, no matter what kind of person they are, are extremely rare or even rare.

Almost the moment the old man announced, Duke could feel that everyone was looking at him differently.

Most are envy, a few are jealous, but there are ...... Awe!

Duke's ears were messy, but in general he still understood, as long as he became a formal mage, he would be equivalent to the existence of a nobleman, and he would even have his own fiefdom, his own mage tower or something in the future.

The two guards who had once looked down on him were twisted by Vice Captain Verry one by one, begging Duke for forgiveness like dogs.

Of course, the most shocking is Fam Brando.

After the initial shock, his face immediately turned from shock to iron, as he heard a word.

"Boy, from this moment on, you will be the highest rank ninth-qualified mage apprentice of the Royal Family Spell Academy in Stormwind City. Well, I'll apply for special treatment for you. This way you can enjoy the same benefits as Jazz. ”

What!? impossible!

Duke's pretty delicate countenance, in Brando's eyes, was more hateful and hideous than the most hideous ghoul. Brando couldn't believe his ears at all.

Ninth Class Qualification!

What is a ninth-class qualification!

Since the Stormwind King's kingdom, there is only one person who has obtained the evaluation of the ninth-rank qualification! That is the current Stormwind City Royal Court Master His Excellency Medivan, who is known as the legendary man who is known as the next patron saint of the world!

Who is Medivan's mother?

The famous Egwen, the patron god of the world of Azeroth.

Why does a poor boy of unknown origin have such terrible qualifications?

Brando is going crazy!

He knew he was defeated!

Although he didn't make any bets on it, Brando knew he had lost.

The reason why he was able to claim the credit was because of his nobility and because he had obtained the qualification of a fifth-class apprentice in the pre-arranged mage trial.

Among mortals, the fifth class already represents excellence.

There is only one Medivan in the world, and the better mage seeds have been recruited into the holy land of human mages, Dalaran City, early on. Therefore, the status of a fifth-class apprentice is enough for Brando to walk sideways in Stormwind.

It's a pity that compared to Duke, a ninth-class apprentice who came out of nowhere, he is not a.

"What's your name, little one?" the old man grabbed Duke's hand as if he would run away as soon as he let go.

"Duke. ”

"Duke, what's your last name?"

Duke was stunned: Uh, yes, this is a fantasy world with a Western tone.

In the eyes of others, Duke is just a name, not a surname. He couldn't tell the old man that his surname was Du Mingke, and he was a distant relative of the great poet Du Fu's theoretical N generation.

At this moment, a surname suddenly popped into Duke's mind, which was the surname of a winner in life that made all men envious and jealous in the World of Warcraft game.

Duke said the ghost, "Marcus...... Duke Marcus!"

The old man grabbed Duke's left hand with his right arm and raised it high: "This year's King of Mage Apprentice Trial Rookies is born, and he is Duke Marcus!"

As soon as this result came out, the audience was shocked, and more than 1,000 people opened their mouths wide to fit duck eggs, and watched all this stupidly.

There was silence.

Unconsciously, everyone's eyes refocused on the aristocratic young Brando.

Faced with a series of ill-intentioned, hostile, and even contemptuous glances, Brando's face burned like a fire.

Apologies?

A nobleman will always only apologize to another nobleman!

Even if they knew they were wrong, nobles would not give in to a commoner. What is equivalent to the status of a knight, yes, the status of a mage is transcendent, but no matter how talented Duke is, he is only a mage apprentice after all.

Apologies or something, before he became a court mage, there was no need to think about it at all!

"Hmph!" Brando stomped his feet and ran away with a bunch of servants.

After a long time, after Brando's figure was completely gone.

Rumble!

The audience was in an uproar.

The sensational frenzy broke out at this moment.

Every civilian was talking frantically, whispering to their companions what had just happened, causing them to scream.

"I ...... I...... Did I hear me right? That guy named Duke won the bet?"

"That's right! Duke overpowered the Brando boys in the Mage's Apprenticeship Trial. That's completely above Brando's fifth-class qualification. ”

"Yes, it's unbelievable that a commoner kid defeated a noble-born Brando!"

"In that case, little brother Duke has entered the Royal Family Mage Academy in Stormwind City?"

"Wow, when you say that, I suddenly remembered that this seems to be the first person to enter the Mage Academy as a civilian since the Storm King Kingdom!"

A muscular young man said excitedly: "Duke is too powerful, no, when he graduates from the Mage Academy, I will be his follower!"

"Do you have to wait for Master Duke to graduate? I suggest you catch up early. Ninth-class qualifications, maybe he will be the next Grand Mage of the Stormwind City Palace. ”

"Tsk, look at the glowing eyes of the girls around me, I can't wait to swallow Duke in my stomach. ”

A large group of young men were yelling wantonly, venting their inner excitement to the fullest.