The scene is eerie.

Surrounded by a crowd of brightly dressed people, a young man dressed in burlap received the Arcane Badge of honor and status from the hands of Medivan, the strongest mage of the kingdom.

Such a huge contrast is extremely dazzling to see those magic apprentices from noble backgrounds. I really want to be out of sight, but in terms of etiquette, I don't allow them to bow their heads. Otherwise, it would not only be a disdain for Duke, but also a disrespect to Medivan, who issued the badge.

At this time, there was applause all around. Whether it was heartfelt blessings or envy and jealousy wishing that Duke would go to hell, at least the applause was very warm.

"Congratulations!

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

The compliments were endless. Now that he has become an official mage, his natural treatment is different, and almost everyone is smiling as if his face has changed. It was as if the interrogation and even the insults just now were nothing more than Duke's auditory hallucinations.

"Duke, you're still young, the world of adults is sometimes so bad, these things, just get used to them. Medivan smiled gently at Duke, and naturally the squire next to him, who was already an organic spirit, sent a wine glass full of fine wine, which was originally supposed to celebrate the birth of the chief apprentice of the Royal Family Spell Academy, but now that the specifications were a little worse, the timing was just right.

When Duke mechanically picked up the glass, Medivan took the initiative to touch the glass with Duke, and then drank his own wine.

As a senior, as a respected court archmage, Medivan's appreciation of Duke fell into the eyes of everyone around him. This is almost an unattainable glory for mortals.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have a lot of things to do, and I'm missing first. With that, Medivan just floated away in style.

As a court archmage who is highly regarded by the king, Medivan is still fulfilling his duties as an assistant to the king at this moment. In Duke's known timeline, Medivan was also at his most active and busy at this time.

I just don't know whether the Medivan just now is Sargeras, or Medivan's own will, or the will of Medivan who is hinted at by Sargeras's spirit. After all, one body and two souls or something are the most complicated.

However, isn't this a 'run away after pretending!'?

Or is it 'the boss is forced to run away in front of me, which is more exciting!'?

Thinking of this, the blood in Duke's body boiled unconsciously.

I didn't expect that I would one day use the villain super boss as my shield...... Duke suddenly realizes that he seems to have awakened some evil attribute of thrill-seeking.

What happened next became a little bit irrelevant to Duke.

A guy who looked like a host came up and announced, "Alright, it's time for the apprentice and the mentor to choose each other." This year, according to the Academy's regulations, the instructors who must recruit magic apprentices are......"

The host said a lot of things that had nothing to do with Duke's fart. In fact, this two-way choice reminded Duke of the talent market, but unfortunately, Duke even rejected Medivan, so naturally there would be no mage with a hot face and a cold ass.

In previous years, there seemed to be a chief magic apprentice award ceremony or something, but now Duke, the chief apprentice, has directly become an earth mage, and this step is also saved.

The biggest limelight was robbed by Duke, and the rest of the apprentices, mages, and mages were not bored, and soon the birds and beasts dispersed.

It was only then that Danielle and Itana, who had come with Duke, came up.

"Congratulations, Duke...... Uh, Lord Marcus. It was Danielle who spoke, and Itana, who was a little afraid to look at Duke.

"Call me Duke. ”

Danielle seemed a little hesitant, but still said bluntly: "Duke...... We talked to Mentor Norton and decided to become his disciples. ”

Suddenly, Itana looked up, and the little girl with a little freckles seemed to have a lot of courage: "Duke, why don't we ask Mentor Norton together, after all, he discovered you single-handedly, and we ......"

Duke held up a finger and stopped Itana from talking.

Duke said secretly in his heart: If Old Man Norton dared to accept me, he would have come over a long time ago. I don't know if people are old and timid.

I don't blame Old Man Norton, after all, not everyone has the qualifications and luck to be a hero. However, it is the struggle of thousands of mortals against fate that has written epic events.

"Everyone has their own position, and besides, my path is very different from yours. You learn from Mentor Norton, and if there are any good things, I will take care of you. ”

The two young men nodded as if they didn't understand.

Everyone dispersed, Duke asked the waiter where he was, and under the waiter's lead, he walked through the long marble corridor, and knocked on the door of the old man Norton under the gaze of the people in countless paintings.

The door was opened by the ordinary second-year female apprentice named Sasha, who smiled kindly when she saw Duke outside the door.

She whispered to Duke, "You're here." In fact, the mentor has always expected you to come, and the mentor he ...... His heart is not bad, but he has too many concerns. ”

After a quick finish, Sasha said loudly, "Welcome, Lord Duke Marcus, the mentor is free." You can just go in on your own. ”

Duke smiled and nodded, and walked in with his chest held high.

Maybe it's just a temporary room for apprentices, and the room is a bit of a surprise to Duke. To be precise, this is not a magician's room, but more like a nobleman's reception room.

A white rectangular oak table was empty except for the ornate golden curves of the edges of the table, filled with various arcs. In front of the table is a chair with a red flannel background, which allows the apprentice to sit comfortably and communicate with the instructor.

The Mentor's chair is a bit cool, as the long-backed chair has two crystal balls infused with arcane energy, which exude a soft glow, presumably to declare the field that Mentor Norton is good at—arcane.

However, Old Man Norton was not in his chair, on the contrary, he turned his back to the direction of the doorway, and looked out of the window from the large window in the room, which was almost floor-to-ceiling, and looked at the green color everywhere in the academy, and the old man seemed to sigh.

"Sorry for the trouble. Duke said first.

"Alas—" the old man sighed, "although you have been in trouble since the first time I saw you, I never thought that you could cause such trouble. ”

"Do you regret it?" Duke asked with a smile.

"If I really regret it, I won't even let you into this room. ”

"So you ......"

"I've decided to take a gamble!"