Chapter 12

Apart from Adam, the rest of them wanted to take a stroll around this bustling city. Compared to Harbor City in the south, Cold Maple City in the north was undoubtedly a small town in the countryside. Young people all yearned for the beautiful world.

Their plans could not keep up with the changes. Before they could leave, the door of the Duke's mansion opened and a group of people walked out.

The Duke looked to be a middle-aged man. He came to Wizard Blake's side and performed a standard aristocratic etiquette. He greeted, "Respected Wizard Blake, welcome." After that, he hugged the six apprentices and said, "Welcome to you too, little apprentices."

Everyone returned the greeting. The duke laughed heartily and led them into the mansion. "You've all come at the right time. The banquet has just begun. The other mages and their apprentices have already arrived. "

Mage Black smiled. "Oh? That's not bad. Looks like we can leave early. I've been away from the Mage Continent for too long. My body is getting tired. "

The duke expressed his regret. "Is it really so rushed? I still have many questions to ask. "

"It can't be helped. This time is different from the past. You know, the academy is in a hurry …"

As they spoke, they arrived at the banquet hall. A large round table was already filled with people. Two men and a woman sat at the front and back, chatting among themselves. When they saw Mage Black, they all stood up and greeted him. "Mage Black, you're a little late."

Mage Black greeted them one by one. "Mage Robert, Mage Jerome, and the beautiful Mage Irene. You should know that I'm in charge of the distant Northern Lands. Of course I'm not as fast as you."

Adam and the others bowed to the three unfamiliar mages and took their seats. Apart from them, there were a total of thirty-four apprentices. They were all about the same age, but they didn't seem to be very friendly to Adam's group.

The Duke appeared again, wearing a bloated and extravagant ceremonial robe. He personally stood at the door and directed the servants to bring in plates of food that were so exquisite that no one could bear to spoil them. Barrels of fragrant wine flowed freely into cups, and beautiful maids personally soaked them in wine before serving them to everyone.

Ophelia's expression turned ugly. She appeared to be very embarrassed. Compared to the Duke's banquet, Earl Johnson's hospitality was really unpresentable.

Kristel and the three male apprentices were stunned. One of them was a commoner, while the other three were nobles. They had never seen such an extravagant banquet in their lives in the barren lands of the Northern Lands.

The Duke announced the start of the banquet with a loud voice. He then walked to the side of the mages. The apprentices were naturally served by the servants.

"Gulp."

Sam Eden could not help but make a gulping sound in his throat.

Adam's attention was not on the food. In the North, both nobles and commoners used oil lamps to light up the night. But here, Adam found that the lights were similar to electric lamps, but he did not find any traces of electricity.

"Is this an alchemy product? The power of magic? "Adam was very curious and kept staring at the light.

Just as everyone was about to enjoy the food, a hateful sentence was heard, ruining their mood. "Heh, what's wrong? Have you never seen a banquet of this standard before? No wonder. I heard that you are from the North? Do the people there live with the beasts? Tsk tsk, how pitiful. Eat more later, or you won't have another chance in the future. "

The apprentices from the North angrily turned their heads to look at the person who spoke. They found that it was a young man with greasy hair and a powdered face. His hair was neatly combed behind his head, and he slowly played with the food on his plate with a knife and fork. He did not even raise his head when he spoke, which was extremely rude. He only looked at the apprentices when he felt their gazes and mocked them. "What's wrong with you guys? Did I say something wrong? If so, I am willing to apologize to you on behalf of the nobles of the civilized world. "

Sam Eden stood up from his seat and mysteriously took out a glove from his pocket. He said in an extremely angry tone, "Tell me your name and apologize immediately. Otherwise, you will suffer the wrath of the Eden family."

The youth with the powdered face was still disdainful. "Am I right? The Eden family? Haha, I've never heard of them. Did you get your noble status with your mouth? "

The duke and the mages did not care about the conflict that happened under their noses. They only calmly reminded him, "Don't break anything." After that, they did not care anymore.

The rest of the apprentices were mostly watching the show, waiting for the northerner to make a fool of himself.

Sam Eden's faint blood aura rose. He waved his glove and roared, "Tell me your name, coward. Don't you dare?"

Adam was a little puzzled. Perhaps it was because he had too little contact with nobles, but even Marshall and Dennis seemed to have never done such a foolish thing. Although Sam Eden and the others had treated him coldly after hearing that he was a commoner, they had not been rude in the end. Why was this person in front of him so foolish?

This time, even Ophelia could not help but say, "Insulting a noble but not daring to say your name and accept the duel. I never knew that there was such a coward among the nobles."

Sam Eden was emboldened by Ophelia's support. He threw his glove at the powdered face and said, "Let's fight, coward. Only one of us will survive."

After the glove fell from his face, the powdered face could no longer maintain his taunting expression. He looked around at his companions for help, but he found that no one was paying attention to him.

At this time, a young man with a temperament similar to Ophelia stood up and said, "Enough, Tom. I never knew that a commoner had the right to represent a noble. Now, apologize and sit down. "

The powdered face — no, Tom — looked at the young man in disbelief and said, "No, Mister William. I just want to teach these country bumpkins a lesson. You can't do this, I —"

"William Alfred. That's the young man's name. He's the duke's son and the brightest genius in the south. His spiritual power is excellent, and he has a soul affinity with the fire element." Mage Irene took a sip of wine and said, "Congratulations, Duke Alfred. Your son is more talented than you. It's very likely that the Alfred family will have an official wizard."

The duke was smiling from ear to ear. He was very satisfied with his son, but he still said, "You're too kind. William still has a lot to learn."

Mage Irene did not mind. She asked her companions, "What about you guys? Did you find any good seedlings? "

Mage Robert, who was in charge of the west, complained, "We were in too much of a hurry this time. We couldn't organize a large-scale test. The apprentices I brought were all very ordinary. Only one of them showed a weak affinity with curses."

The other mages expressed their regret. Since the success of the wizard revolution, most curse spells had lost their effectiveness. Affinity with curses was a narrow path for development.

Mage Jerome, who was in charge of the east, said, "The east is not bad. There are a few with excellent spiritual power. A commoner apprentice called Quentin has an affinity with life force."

"What about you, Blake? The north is barren. I don't think you've gained much?"

While the mages were talking, the conflict between the apprentices was not over.

Ophelia could easily see through William Alfred's thoughts. First, he allowed his companions to provoke him. Then, when he saw that his companions could not handle the situation, he stepped in to smooth things over. Soldier against soldier, general against general. Ophelia stood up and said, "Since when can a commoner just apologize after insulting a noble? Is this the rule of the south? Since Sam has challenged him to a duel, then this commoner can either accept it, compensate Sam with his life, or become his slave. "

Tom was completely terrified. He trembled and begged for help, "Mr. William, please, I can't …"

William ignored him. People had to pay for their stupidity. If it were not for this situation, and if he was not from the south, William would be happy to see him in trouble.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor of knowing your name?" William asked Ophelia with a slight bow.

"Ophelia Johnson."

"I've heard of your name, the Goddess of War of the north. It's an honor to meet you." As he spoke, he took off a ring from his finger and placed it in front of Ophelia. "This is a magical item. It contains the level-5 spell Fireball. I think it's enough to make up for Tom's mistake."

Hiss.

Everyone sucked in a cold breath. Even Ophelia and Sam had not expected William to take out such a thing as compensation.

After witnessing the magic of sorcerers, the apprentices had no resistance to the fact that they could have a magic item right away. Sam 'forgave' the commoner's rudeness in a split second and nodded at Ophilia's inquiring eyes.

William smiled and said, "Then, it's a deal."

Sam excitedly took the ring. After struggling for a few seconds, he reluctantly handed the ring to Ophelia. "Miss Ophelia, I think this ring should belong to you."

Ophelia also wanted the ring, but she did not want to take it for herself. She shook her head and did not speak.

The conflict ended just like that. Wizard Blake then said, "From the looks of it, my luck isn't bad. Although I've only recruited six apprentices, three of them have Soul Inclination. Ophilia's talent in body-refining is astonishing, another girl has the same talent as me, and the last one has astonishing talent. As for talent, I can't really tell."

The mages congratulated him. When they returned to the academy, the dean would reward them according to the number of geniuses recruited. But it was better than nothing.

Duke Alfred, on the other hand, kept these words in his heart.

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Translator: Transn Editor: Transn