Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 552: Jaina

Duke was shocked!

Be Rhonin's teacher! ?

The style of narrative seems to be wrong!

Although 'there is no order of learning, the one who has achieved it first', in the mysterious field, no matter whether you are 80 or 100 years old, as long as you are lower than the other party, you have to call him senior, but a 17-year-old young man with a 20-year-old apprentice, that picture...

What's more, that's Rhonin!

Originally a famous example of a loser's counterattack in history, Rhonin, who had no background but almost reached the level of a god of magic!

If I accept Rhonin as my apprentice, I always feel that my moral integrity will be greatly reduced.

Well, even Duke himself didn't believe that he was a man of integrity for a long time.

Duke told himself in his heart: "I even saved Lothar, so it wouldn't be a big deal if I took Rhonin as my apprentice, right?"

However, you still have to pretend.

Duke said sincerely, "Rhonin, after all, you and I have lived and died together. I personally admire you. Maybe I have achievements that are enough to boast to anyone, but I am old and I am not necessarily more knowledgeable than you. Do you really want to be my disciple?"

Rhonin looked a little embarrassed.

Duke is right, but so what?

Duke's resume simply blinded all the mages' eyes:

The 17-year-old Grand Magus.

Killed the Burning Legion leader Sargeras.

Saved hundreds of thousands of people from the storm.

Fifty thousand elite soldiers were ferried away on ice boats overnight.

At the age of 16, he became the deputy commander of the Alliance and led his army across the entire continent of Lordaeron, killing millions of orcs.

He has killed the Blademaster Chief and destroyed the powerful Warlock.

Saved the Red Dragon Queen and killed Neltharion.

Even though he had been on adventures with Duke before, Rhonin knew very well that the person standing in front of him was a living legend in the alliance.

He placed one hand on his chest and bowed.

"No, Lord Edmund is too modest. Your courage is no less than that of Uther the Lightbringer who led twelve riders to charge at two hundred thousand orcs. Your wisdom is enough to illuminate the starry sky of Azeroth. I, Rhonin, sincerely hope to take Lord Edmund as my master, to learn how to be a good person, to learn wisdom, and to learn the secrets of magic!"

These words... definitely weren't something Rhonin came up with on his own!

If Rhonin was so good at talking, he wouldn't have offended so many people in the first place.

Duke shifted his gaze to the face of Krasus next to him, and the bastard red dragon in human form couldn't help but blush. Damn it! He was just about to whistle and pretend to be innocent.

Rhonin was anxious and hurriedly defended himself: "No! Lord Edmund, please don't blame Lord Krasus. I asked him for advice because I was afraid I might say something wrong."

This time it was Krasus' turn to laugh: "Don't underestimate the magnanimity of our great hero Duke of the Alliance! If he were such a stingy person, he wouldn't have won the recognition of so many kings no matter how great his achievements were."

Following the direction pointed by Krasus, Rhonin saw that the dignitaries from the nine kingdoms were all chatting and laughing. This was a private banquet, but dignitaries from various countries came. Why?

This has long gone beyond simple interests and is more of a recognition of Edmund Duke as a person.

At this moment, Rhonin's eyes were filled with indescribable envy. This expression only lasted for two seconds. Then he turned around and bowed deeply to Duke: "Master Edmund, please accept me as your apprentice. Maybe I can't become a great hero like you, but I still hope that one day, I can become a great arcanist who can stand shoulder to shoulder with you, Master!"

"Okay! I agree. But calling me Master Edmund is too distant. You can call me Sir Duke from now on."

"Understood, Sir Duke!"

Seeing that a super-talented person who had left his name in history actually became his disciple, Duke's bones felt numb and even his steps were a little light.

After Rhonin left, Alleria, who was dressed in an evening gown, couldn't help but tease Duke: "Hey! Duke, is it really so worth being happy to have Rhonin as your apprentice?"

Vereesa also came over: "Yes! I feel that he has some characteristics in arcane magic, but he is not necessarily outstanding! Wouldn't a true genius have already shown his talents long ago?"

"No, no, no!" Duke shook his right index finger mysteriously: "Rather than doubting, you should trust my judgment."

Speaking of vision, the Windrunner sisters put their hands on their hips. On this point, Duke really had to be impressed. He really made the right choice in choosing people. Even bringing Marian with him when rescuing the Red Dragon Queen could not be said to be a mistake, because judging from the fact that Duke had tricked Neltharion, Duke might have expected this from the beginning.

Duke didn't know if he could train Rhonin well.

After all, the three great young wizards in history were Khadgar, Rhonin and Jaina. One of them turned into a ghost, one of them seemed to have been robbed of the limelight by someone and became a little unknown, and the last one was just a loli who had not expired.

Duke muttered to himself: This is the world's fault!

After the second battle at the Dark Gate, Duke still felt that the world had not changed as much as he had imagined. However, with this abominable time traveler stirring up trouble, things seemed to be developing in a strange direction.

Over there, Daelin and Llane seemed to be talking about something, and then Anduin also went over to join in.

Looking at the three guys with beaming faces, Duke suddenly had a feeling that these three guys were going to cause trouble.

Duke shuddered suddenly and had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, the next second, three burly beasts came over together.

Duke pulled Rhonin over to use as a shield. "Hey, why are you three here together? It's just right. Let me introduce you. This is my new apprentice Rhonin. He has a strong talent in the arcane department."

Seeing the three nobles coming at the same time, Rhonin was a little confused. Duke secretly kicked him, and then Rhonin came to his senses: "Your Majesty Proudmoore, Your Majesty Wrynn, Commander Lothar, hello!"

"Haha! Disciple! It's okay, I believe in your vision." Lothar congratulated first in a loud voice.

But Llane... For some reason, Duke always felt that Llane's eyes seemed to be telling him - it's his own fault?

Huh? Did I do something wrong?

"Duke, are you starting to accept disciples?" Daelin asked with a playful look in his eyes.

"Well, is it not possible? At least I can be respected as the Grand Master." Duke put his hands on his hips and answered stubbornly.

"No, no, no, I recognize your strength very much. Since you are going to accept an apprentice anyway, why not accept a genius in frost magic?"

"Who!?" Duke regretted asking as soon as he asked. He already knew the answer.

"Hey, Jaina, come here." Daelin called his daughter.

Duke bared his teeth, as if he had a toothache.

The next moment, Duke saw a blonde loli walking towards him quickly, holding a blue dress with white edges in her hands.