Chapter 143 The Days of Face-to-Face with Khadgar (beibei1.63 Million Rewards)

The moment before, everyone was pale with fright.

In the next second, everyone's face was full of infinite surprises.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay!?"

"Father!" young Varian nearly cried.

"It's okay..." Not to mention other people, even Ryan was still in shock.

Everyone's curiosity is about to explode. You know, Ryan is not wearing armor. All he was wearing was an incomparably gorgeous white-bottomed jacket with gold trim and a lining.

The queen who came in a hurry knelt down and gently tore off Ryan's coat, revealing the secret inside.

"This is……"

Pairs of eyes widened, staring at the lining that had resisted the dagger throw of a super-strong assassin.

It is as pure white as snow, exuding a faint cool breath.

Lothar stretched out his hand, carefully put on thick gloves and took off the daggers. He had to be careful, because thieves are a profession that likes to use poison very much.

"Ice web spider silk!?" Lothar was well-informed and recognized the material of this inner lining.

"This is...Duke gave it to me...what kind of Kaila..." Ryan wriggled his mouth in shock: "I just think it's cool to wear."

"Kevlar!" Wen De Sole came up and corrected: "Your Majesty Marcus specially developed it, weaving several magical materials such as ice web spider silk in a special way. Its protective power is even higher than that of chain mail. .”

The nobles suddenly burst into an uproar.

so smart? ! They all saw Lane's lined jacket. Very light, very comfortable, did not expect to have such a strong protection.

You know, nobles can still save their lives on the battlefield. It is usually a heavy iron armor on the outside, a chain mail made of interlocking iron rings in the middle, and there is often a leather armor on the inside. This kind of wearing method is absolutely fortified in protection, but it is midsummer, and the heat is so hot that it is often like riding a horse and running around in the sun, and the whole person is like being fished out of the water.

Even wearing the simplest leather armor, it was still terribly hot.

Now that Duke has invented such a lightweight yet highly protective shirt, it's really...

"No, even if you want to squeeze another fortune for that vampire later, you have to get one back." This is the voice of almost every nobleman.

Ryan let out a long breath of foul air, and he looked at Windsor with a typical look in the eyes of the survivors: "Duke's order again?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Windsor put away his sword and lowered his head.

If it weren't for Duke's order, it would be impossible to explain that Windsor would have such a quick response. Windsor's reaction speed was even higher than that of Lothar, who was vigilant day and night.

Didn't ask in the presence of so many people, Ryan stood up and said loudly: "I announce that Duke Marcus will be promoted to earl in view of his meritorious service. Reginald Windsor Promoted to Jazz."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone shouted that His Majesty is wise.

Why did Duke kill the demonized Medivh and only get promoted to viscount? It's not because a group of nobles are blocking it! He cited a lot of reasons, saying that young people are spoiled and spoiled, and that Duke's origin is unknown and so on.

Well now, even if Duke is not there, Duke's products and Duke's people also came to the rescue.

There is no reason to refute at all, so I can only pinch my nose and admit it. Who told you that you are incapable of going to the rescue right away?

Throughout the ages, this kind of great achievement has been the fastest way to get promoted.

What's more, now that the orc army is approaching the city, when Ryan's commanding power and appeal are needed, no one will stand in the way at this time.

Seeing everyone praising Duke, the young Varian's eyes appeared like star fans.

Unknowingly, Duke Marcus, who was not much older than him, had become another idol in Varian's heart.

Today, whether it's the capriciousness of the orcs, or Duke's strategizing and control thousands of miles away, Varian is very impressed. Varian couldn't compare his favorite uncle, Anduin, to Duke. Because the two are completely different types of heroes.

Anduin is heroic and masculine, full of masculinity, brave and resolute, he will never lose confidence and courage at any time, and inspires everyone around him.

Duke, on the other hand, is wise and resourceful, proficient in business, invention, tactics and strategy, full of mystery and powerful mana. Also courageous.

Someone once compared Anduin Lothar and Duke Marcus to the Kingdom of Stormwind. Varian didn't believe it at first, but starting today, Varian made a small decision...

At this moment, what is Duke, who has been pushed to the top of the storm without knowing it, doing?

Unfortunately, he is bickering.

"Damn! Why are you so stupid? My God, how did you become an Earth Mage? Even apprentices in Dalaran who are less than ten years old have learned these basic magic knowledge, and you don't understand?"

"Yes yes yes, I am a wild mage from Yeluzi, please teach me, Mr. Khadgar!"

Bright lights gathered from all directions, one after another, they intertwined to form a blue semi-incorporeal human figure, as arcane energy gushed out from the magic circle around Duke, in an instant, Fill the entire figure.

The still somewhat translucent figure raised his hood with his right hand, revealing a rather youthful face.

He is Khadgar, who used to be a secret agent of the Council of Tirisfal, an apprentice of Medivh, and who would become one of the strongest magic gods in the future if he did not die.

As Medivh said before he died, Khadgar was indeed a good helper.

First of all, the simplest one, when the entire Karazhan was pulled into the void by Medivh's spell, Duke discovered that the first big thing was that he had no food.

If the great hero who killed Sargeras, Duke, who inherited the mantle of Medivh, the greatest mage in the world, starved to death in Karazhan, it would definitely be the biggest joke in Azeroth.

Duke, who was empty, lonely and cold, almost drove himself crazy. Fortunately, he remembered that he still had Khadgar. So, after paying 5 points of soul power through the system elves, Khadgar came back to life in a ghost state similar to the shadow of Elam.

Khadgar still has his own sanity and can still cast spells, but unfortunately, all his soul power must be provided by Duke. If Uncle Duke is upset, it will be a matter of minutes to kill Khadgar's soul.

Of course, Duke would not allow a talent like Khadgar to be wiped out.

So after some inhuman 'bargaining', Khadgar became Duke's housekeeper in Karazhan, a teacher in some magic fields, as well as a thug, cannon fodder and so on.

Externally, Khadgar wants to call Master Duke.

Internally, I still have to call Duke Master.

Well, in a way, Khadgar is no different than a slave beast.