Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In Stormwind, the king was lost in thought looking at the invitation letter on the table in front of him.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

"You're here, Langdon," Tarry Luns returned to his senses and looked up at his child. "Is the etiquette class over?"

"Yes, father," Langdon sat across from him, "what's the matter? Your captain of the guard is still waiting for me in the martial arts field."

"Well, I got an invitation here," Tarry Luns said as he passed the scroll on his hand to him, "About the Magic Academy."

"Magic?" Langdon's eyes lit up. "Is it the kind of magic school mentioned in the storybook?"

"Ah, I think it should be almost the same," Tarry Lance was stunned. "You also know that there is a wizard archmage in the southeast of our territory. He has just built an academy and is planning to recruit the first batch of students. Do you want to go?"

The little prince was taken aback for a moment, and was about to agree, but suddenly remembered something: "Father, how many years do I need to go there?"

"Huh? How many years? How many years do you plan to stay?"

"I think three or four years will do," Langdon whispered. "After all..."

"After all, you are a human, right?" Tari Lunsi took the stubbornly, "I see, you should prepare your luggage first."

Langdon didn’t know how his father communicated with the elves over there. He only knew that Tarry Lence told him at the dinner table that the basic school system was five to seven years and that he had regular holidays every year. It is perfectly possible to return to Stormwind during the annual holiday.

The little prince soon bid farewell to his father, left Stormwind City through the portal, and came to Linumouville.

Although he was the heir of Stormwind Kingdom, Langdon was also the first time he went out, and because of the elf's request, he did not carry any servants, so after passing through the door, he stood there blankly, not knowing what to do.

"What can help you, human."

Suddenly there was a nice sound from behind him. Langdon turned his head and found that it was an elf wearing a green cloth robe with long silver hair like moonlight, standing on her shoulders a creature like a lizard, it He flapped his wings and screamed at Langdon, startling him.

"Ah? Oh? Hello? I'm Langdon Wrynn from Stormwind. This is my admission letter." Langdon quickly put down his luggage? He took out the red scroll from his waist bag and handed it to him. The elf? At the same time, he stared at the young dragon on the elf's shoulder.

"Welcome, Langdon? This is Vereesa, Vereesa Windrunner? This is Estirthera? A young dragon." The female elf glanced at the scroll in his hand, then clapped her hands. The long-awaited structure came over and put the prince's luggage on his shoulder.

"This is Newman Langdon, the newcomer guide? You can follow him to find your dormitory. We will hold a welcome banquet in the evening, and it will take you to the hall at that time.

Langdon thanked him, and then followed the structure out of the hall. The sight in front of him shocked him: the towering white tower emits blue light? The valley in front of him emits a five-colored mist, and there are some faint sounds from below. Came.

He looked around? He found himself standing on the top of a high mountain with faint rune arrays in the surrounding air? He reached out and touched it, and the blue light flashed.

At night? Not to mention the exquisite tableware, the magnificent restaurants, and the students of all races? The variety of dishes alone made Langdon stunned? Human, elf, and dwarf greatly increased the little prince's knowledge.

Langdon turned his head and looked to his right front. On the long table in the front of the auditorium, four elves, a panda, a lover, and a troll were sitting there, watching the students talking in a low voice. What's going on.

"Hey, human boy, can you eat this?"

Suddenly a dwarf came over and interrupted his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, I won't eat." Langdon shook his head quickly and stepped aside.

"Then I'm welcome," the dwarf immediately sat next to him, grabbed the plate and started to eat. In the middle he turned to introduce himself to Langdon, "I am Soderling of the Wildhammer tribe, and I have just grown up this year. "

"Ah, this is Langdon, Langdon Wrynn, from Stormwind City." The little prince wiped his hands quickly and stretched out to the dwarf.

"Hello, Langdon," Soderling shook his hand, took a look at him, and tore off a large piece of meat and placed it on the plate in front of Langdon. "From now on we will be companions. Look at your small body. Come on. , Eat more meat!"

Langdon looked at the bold dwarf dumbfoundedly, and then lowered his head to eat.

After eating and drinking, the elf sitting in the middle stood up: "Everyone, I am Aristophane Windrunner and the dean of this college. You are the first batch of students I enrolled, and this The foundation and seeds of the college’s development and growth, so I sincerely hope that you can live through these five to seven years and learn what you want to learn."

The wizard mage paused, and then looked at the 60 or so students in the audience. There were humans, elves, dwarves, and trolls among them. They were not very old. It was a good time to learn to grow and fix the three views.

"Okay, let's all go back, our course will officially start tomorrow."

In this way, Langdon stayed and began an intense and orderly apprenticeship.

Every morning, they will exercise for an hour in the morning under the leadership of Pandaren Lao Chen. In the morning, Aristophanes will teach them the basics of magic, and in the afternoon, they will be led by Sencelia and Lucia alternately. At night, it is said to be free activities, but under normal circumstances, the troll and the dwarf will take turns to teach them knowledge about herbs and minerals.

Under this kind of high-pressure training and education, several races have gradually divided up: first, the trolls~www.ltnovel.com~ They are madly absorbing under the leadership of the priest Yallo, that is, the troll teacher With the knowledge of Professor Aristophanes and their superb self-healing ability, they didn't care about injuries during the spell training in the afternoon, so they mastered the most spells.

The apprentices of the elves are on the contrary. They still retain the inexplicable pride of the longevity species. Although they are very good at casting spells, they are not hardworking. Only a few apprentices from the commoner family will choose to participate in the Troll and Dwarf Teachers. Elective courses, the rest will either meditate in the dormitory or sleep in the dormitory.

Langdon and Soderling united together. They united humans and dwarves, fighting steadily. Although they didn't master many spells, they had the strongest basic knowledge.

In this way, half a year passed in a flash, and the results of the first bottom-testing examination were also displayed. Not surprisingly, as expected by Aristophanes and others, humans and dwarves occupy the top rankings in the theoretical course, with elves in the middle and trolls last; In the practical course, the trolls took the top five, followed by a few elves who usually worked a little harder, then humans, dwarves and trolls occupied the middle reaches, and the last few were "rounded up" by elven apprentices.

After the results were announced, an uproar was caused in the territory, which forced all the elves who claimed to be "magic darlings" to cast their arrogant heads.