Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 575: Jaina’s Valentine’s Day

What is Valentine's Day?

Girls aged thirteen or fourteen are at the age when they love to dream the most.

Prince Arthas is indeed good, but that is just the extent of being good. Compared with Arthas, who has not yet officially stepped onto the Alliance stage, and Du, who is already full of legends and has even been deified by the people as Saint Duke...

Well, although the two are only four years apart in age, being beaten by a hundred streets is Arthas' inevitable fate.

Princesses of this era are miserable.

Because how to find a husband is a common problem for kings with princesses.

There is no higher you can go; if you are lower, you will be looked down upon by your own people. It is not easy to be on the same level either, as people will always think of you usurping the royal power.

In the past thousand years, 70% of princesses had to be exported and sold domestically. The remaining 30% either died alone or eloped with horsemen or knights and were then killed by the king.

Only one percent of them actually get married successfully.

Jaina once worried whether she would be forced to abandon her magical talent, because a queen who can perform magic would always be easily associated with a witch.

Duke was ideal. As the Archmage of the Moon, he would not restrict her in any way on the path of magic. Moreover, Duke's fiefdom and status as the uncrowned king were so exaggerated that Jaina did not feel that she was marrying down.

Although she didn't know why she went there as an apprentice, but after seeing her father's attitude of marrying off his daughter and receiving enough courtesy from Llane in Stormwind City, she had many guesses about Duke, many of which were unrealistic.

There is no way. Who told the two kings who were in cahoots with each other to reach a consensus while the Duke was resisting firmly?

All sorts of wonderful misunderstandings arise.

Judging from the results, Jaina was tricked.

She arrived in Karazhan and was left alone for two weeks. Fortunately, she was not confined to her home, and her best friend Ilucia accompanied her during these two weeks.

The two met in Dalaran, and their similar status made them close friends. Although she was surprised that Ilucia had gone through so much trouble to become a countess under Duke, Jaina was still very happy about the revival of her best friend's family.

"When can I see Duke...Sensei?"

"The Grand Duke is very busy. The responsibility of rebuilding the entire kingdom falls on his shoulders. There was no other way, as most of the nobles with management capabilities died in the shipwreck. And the task of supplying the army in the Cursed Land also falls on the Grand Duke." Ilucia lied patiently.

That's right. Ilucia couldn't explain Duke's almost natural resistance to Jaina.

Duke said before Jaina arrived: "Ah! I don't want to marry Jaina. Ilushia, you and Jaina are good friends, right? Then help me leave her alone for two weeks. As long as she doesn't leave my fiefdom, you can take her anywhere you want."

And Duke was holding her waist and whispering in her ear. This was simply asking her to cheat on her bestie, but Duke's declaration that he didn't want to marry Jaina made her heart warm.

Whether it was because she, as a vassal, should first be loyal to the Grand Duke, or because the relationship between the two of them almost broke through the last level, it drove her... to help Duke to trick Jaina.

Even though she knew Duke was actually teaching Rhonin deep in the library of Karazhan, Ilucia just said she didn't know, and then took Jaina and a group of followers to visit East Elwynn Forest.

However, after witnessing Duke's series of miraculous policies that helped the people survive the cold winter, Jaina's favorability towards Duke really began to rise.

"He is not only a powerful wizard, an extraordinary commander, but also a great wise man who governs the country!" The young princess did not hide her admiration for Duke.

Ilucia held her forehead with her hand and sighed inwardly: "I am following your orders. I don't care what happens next."

On the evening of February 13, when Khadgar, the Heroic Mage, came to inform Jaina, Jaina was surprised but a little uneasy.

She felt that this newly born "Valentine's Day" might be prepared for her. But Khadgar repeatedly emphasized that the first lesson tomorrow would be a practical magic course, which made Jaina extremely confused.

"Isn't tomorrow the newly set 'Valentine's Day' by Stormwind Kingdom?" Jaina tried to get more information from Khadgar.

Khadgar shrugged. "So what? I'm only responsible for informing you."

"Well... Sir Khadgar, do you have any advice for me?" Although the smart Jaina didn't know how to bribe a ghost, she still tried her best.

"Well, I can only tell you that Master Edmund has never been an academic mage." After saying that, Khadgar bowed, walked out of the room and disappeared.

Poor Jaina.

She had no idea what to prepare for tomorrow, but a Jordan Staff was a must. This mid-level staff had a large spirit crystal magic stone on the top and four small crystals that kept rotating around it. It was the best staff she could use as an Adept Mage.

What troubled her was what kind of robe to wear.

Jaina almost subconsciously picked up the Robe of Insight, and her pretty face turned red the moment she picked it up.

After trying it on, Jaina made a sexy S-shaped pose in front of herself in the mirror, and was immediately defeated by herself: "Too embarrassing!"

This is considered a dress, but the upper body only has a bra with gold thread edges. There is a golden decorative belt running from the middle of the chest to cover the belly button and then extend to the waistline.

Apart from this, there was no other clothing on his upper body.

The slender waist and smooth back are completely exposed to the air.

The lower body seems serious, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a long opening on each side of the thigh, which not only exposes the thighs along the leg line to the air, but also allows the body to be exposed as long as the walking range is a little larger.

After changing no less than ten robes, Jaina finally appeared in front of Duke on February 14, wearing a pure white Mooncloth Robe embellished with sapphires.

This robe looks very solemn and elegant, but the exposed shoulders and the brilliant golden hair scattered on the white moon cloth still show the unique beauty of the girl.

Fortunately, she changed, otherwise if she really wore the Robe of Insight, Duke might really practice what it means to 'make huge profits in three years and lose money in no period'.

In the magnificent Karazhan Library, Jaina's heart skipped a beat the moment she saw Duke.

That was because she was scared because she saw the scimitar given to Duke by his father hanging on his waist.

"Very good. For the first lesson today, I just want you to know that being a princess means nothing."

Surprise and uneasiness were frozen on Jaina's beautiful face.

Just by looking at Duke's aura and eyes, Jaina knew that the person standing in front of her was Duke as a teacher, not Duke as a husband.

Damn! Is Duke for real!?

As smart as Jaina is, she had thought that Duke would really do it, but in her estimation, the probability of this happening was less than one percent.

Even though she knew that her beauty might not surpass that of the Windrunner sisters, Duke's rumored lovers, Jaina, who grew up in a royal family and was influenced by the aristocracy from childhood to adulthood, still firmly believed that she would be Duke's only choice for marriage.

Now it seems that she was wrong.

She didn't know why Duke looked at her with eyes full of resistance, and she didn't know whether she or something else went wrong. Anyway, at this moment, Duke completely put himself into the role of a strict teacher.

The identity of a princess is meaningless?

Jaina almost wanted to refute Duke on the spot, but when she thought about the Battle of the Dark Gate that had just ended, Alterac was destroyed, Silvermoon City was almost captured, and Stormwind and Stromgarde were once destroyed, but they were restored again.

Jaina immediately understood what Duke meant - if even the country behind her was gone, then the so-called princess was nothing more than a princess of a lost country with no real significance.

Jaina's expression froze.

Duke is right.

Since ancient times, there has been no family affection in the family, and the road to becoming a king is always full of cruelty.

Others only saw her glory as a princess, but who would know her bitterness and helplessness if they were not at her level? As smart as she was, she knew that her seemingly perfect marriage to a distant place was actually due to her father's exclusion from the power core of Kul Tiras?

Jaina fell silent, and for a moment she had the thought of retreating. Since ancient times, all princesses from the seven kingdoms of mankind who married out ended up depressed. If she returned to Kul Tiras...

No!

If she really wanted to go back, even if she could find some plausible reason, she would be a disgrace to Kul Tiras.

Look at Princess Calia. Fortunately, she died, otherwise the title of being Deathwing's fiancée would be enough for King Terenas to ban her for life.

Yes, if she goes back, Kul Tiras will not protect her.

Although she had a high talent for magic and might achieve great things, she was far behind Duke, who had already stood at the top of the alliance and was almost destined to become a Sunshine Mage.

After thinking about it thousands of times, Jaina weighed the pros and cons and made a decision immediately.

Holding the staff, Jaina bowed.

"Teacher Edmund, my last name is meaningless. The one in front of you is just Jaina who came here to learn the secrets of magic."

A perfect and absolutely impeccable answer.

Duke narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but sigh at the amazing inertia of history. Jaina's mind and talent were indeed amazing. She realized her situation in just three seconds and quickly found her position.

Duke used the teacher status given to him by Daelin to pressure Jaina, and in a blink of an eye, Jaina became a student.

Judging from the look in her eyes, she has already made up her mind to learn magic to protect herself first.

Damn it, she's only 13!

For Rhonin, who has experienced a lot of actual combat but lacks knowledge base, Duke can let Rhonin soar in the ocean of knowledge in the Karazhan Library.

For Jaina, Duke decided to educate her in a way that could very well change the trajectory of her life.

"Well, now that you understand, I won't emphasize it anymore." Duke said with a straight face, "I am different from Archmage Antonidas. Master Antonidas should strictly be considered an academic, but I consider myself a typical practical man. I have improved more than a hundred spells, all of which were adjusted in actual combat, and the number of orcs who died at my hands has reached five figures."

Duke was not making this up, and to date, he has mastered countless metamagic feats. But not every metamagic feat is applicable to him, nor is it applicable at all times.

For example, those specialties that increase magic power by increasing mana consumption, when the total amount of mana was low and the mana recovery was too slow, they really had to be used according to the situation. Now after being promoted to Grand Magus, they can use them whenever they want.

The system is adjusting Duke's magic all the time.

This is how Duke became invincible in group attacks on the battlefield.

If you kill a lot of people, you will naturally feel murderous.

It's not that there must be some wronged ghost haunting that person or something, but it's a kind of indifference or even cruelty towards life.

Duke just stood there, and under the pressure of his momentum, Jaina couldn't help but take half a step back.

Duke took a big step forward, and the sound of his heavy footsteps weakened Jaina's pride.

Duke suddenly asked: "Actually, His Majesty Wrynn doesn't mind me being crowned king. Do you know why I don't want to be crowned king?"

Jaina found herself afraid to breathe: "I don't know."

"The Burning Legion has already begun its attack on Azeroth. From Sargeras controlling Medivh to open the Dark Portal, to Kil'jaeden's lieutenant's attack on Karazhan not long ago. In just three years, Azeroth has experienced two major world-destroying crises."

Jaina hugged her Staff of Jordan and nodded.

"I have foreseen the coming of an evil force beyond the mortal world. Under the terrifying power of demons, worldly power is meaningless. So what if Lordaeron is so powerful? Who knows, within ten years, Lordaeron will become history, and the great city of Lordaeron will become a ruin."

When Duke said this, Jaina shuddered and got goosebumps. She couldn't imagine the beautiful city of Lordaeron being destroyed.

She wanted to refute Duke, saying that it was a ridiculous rumor.

However, Stormwind had fallen, Stromgarde and Broken Ridge had been destroyed. Even the palace of Lordaeron had been demolished by Deathwing. This would have been unimaginable a hundred years ago, no, even five years ago.

Jaina could only nod.

Duke continued, "The only power that can protect Azeroth from demons is a power that transcends the mortal world. What can give you a sense of security is not a man, not a powerful duke, and not a prince of a great country! Remember, the only thing you can control is magic!"

Jaina was extremely surprised. Even now, she couldn't believe that this was what the man who was supposed to be her husband said. But she had to admit that if even the kingdom was unreliable, then only magic could save her.

At this moment, Duke suddenly grabbed Jaina's wrist, and a strange magical power enveloped both of them.

Teleportation!?

When Jaina came back to her senses from the dizziness of long-distance teleportation, she was shocked to find herself in a snowy place.

Woo! It's so cold!

The biting cold wind made Jaina shiver.

Although she was a mage specializing in frost magic, she couldn't help shivering when she suddenly came to the cold north from the warm living room of Karazhan with a burning fire.

She was wearing a little too little.

"here it is..."

In mid-February, the severe winter had not yet retreated, and the mountains and trees in the distance were all covered in white.

Besides the mountains, there are trees.

For Jaina, who had no experience in surviving in the wild, it was simply a blind guess.

Jaina was a little confused: Where is this?

At this time, Duke's voice sounded in Jaina's ears.

"Ah!" This scared Jaina. At the same time, the sleeveless design of the Mooncloth Robe also bothered Jaina. She couldn't help but almost instinctively hold her other arm with her left and right hands and rub it hard.

"This is the northern mountains of Tirisfal Glades." Duke's blue and white wizard robe fluttered in the cold wind.

Tirisfal Glades?

Smart Jaina suddenly thought of something and her face turned pale.

"Yes! The first lesson I'm going to teach you is 'survival'! How to survive in this world that will soon become extremely bad. The requirements for the first lesson are not high. With your current equipment, you will survive in the orc-infested Tirisfal Glades for 24 hours."

What!?

When Jaina heard this, she felt so wronged that she almost cried.

Let her, an underage girl who had never lived independently, stay in a dangerous forest where orcs might appear at any time for 24 hours without winter clothes, food, assistance, or any heating equipment?

Isn't this bullying?

Tears quickly gathered in the corners of Jaina's beautiful eyes. Duke almost softened his heart for a moment at her pitiful appearance.

But the best actor is the best actor.

Duke pretended to be generous and asked, "Are you scared?"

"Scared!" Jaina suddenly looked up, a hint of surprise flashed in her aggrieved eyes: Oh! It turns out that Duke was just trying to scare me!

Duke waved his hand, and after a brief spell, an illusory portal more than a meter tall opened.

Just as Jaina was about to step in, her body suddenly seemed to be petrified and froze in place.

Even Jaina would have recognized the sight.

On the other side of the door is Kul Tiras!

"As long as you promise to tell His Majesty Proudmoore that you will give up studying with me, then you can walk through this door, return to your warm home, and be your Kul Tiras princess." Duke spoke slowly, but every word was like a knife, cutting deeply into Jaina's heart.

It's not that no one around her had reminded Jaina that Duke didn't like her, didn't want to marry her, and didn't even want to take her as his apprentice.

But the pair of Smoke Gloves that even Antonidas envied made young Jaina forget this in her excitement.

Now it seems to be true!

Yes, she could go back, but what would happen after she went back? She came to Duke's rank in the name of apprenticeship, but was sent back because she couldn't endure the arduous training. Such a shame, it would be strange if her father didn't peel her skin. From now on, not to mention Antonidas, no archmage in Dalaran would accept her as an apprentice again.

Thinking of this, Jaina's mouth was full of bitterness.

Does she have any choice?

Jaina bowed with impeccable manners and used the honorific title: "No, Sir Edmund, I am your student. I came to Karazhan to receive your teachings. If you think that surviving in the wild is very helpful for my growth, then I will accept your trial. 24 hours, right? I hope you can pick me up on time then."

"I promise to be here on time in 24 hours." Duke raised his chin.

"There is one more question."

"You ask."

"What if there's a danger I can't handle?"

"Remember your eldest brother Drake's coming-of-age ceremony when he was 16? Your father only gave him a dagger and pushed him into a pool with a grown shark."

Jaina got goosebumps. When she was little, she grew up listening to the great deeds of her father and elder brother. Only when she was older did she realize how dangerous it was.

When facing a shark attack in the sea, the only way to survive is to stab the shark's nose with a dagger at the moment the shark attacks, and then use the dagger to twist the shark's head to get the body out of the shark's bite range. Otherwise, if you are scratched by the sharp teeth, your skin will be torn apart on the spot, and you are more likely to die from the infection of the wound.

Jaina was shaking all over, but after a few seconds, she managed to calm her trembling and bowed again: "I understand, teacher. Can I ask one last question?"

"Can."

"Have you ever experienced something similar in the past?"

"Yes."

"Then I have no problem. What the teacher could do back then, I can do too." Jaina's blue eyes flashed with determination.

"Very good!" Duke said, and a teleport disappeared in front of her.

So cold!

Exhaling a puff of white mist, Jaina realized that she had to find some clothes first, otherwise she would freeze to death in less than an hour, let alone survive 24 hours.

The only good thing was that she was wearing standard mage cloth shoes today, not high heels for banquets. At least when faced with bad mountain roads, she would not be desperate enough to take off her shoes to walk.

In a cave on the mountainside 500 meters away, a beautiful elf looked at Jaina who was lost in the snow. She gathered her golden hair that was blown by the wind and smiled, "Duke, you are really cruel."

"Do you think so, too, Alleria?"

Alleria smiled. "This is too cruel for a little girl who is just 14 years old. Don't you know? Today is her birthday."

Pfft! Jaina's birthday is on Valentine's Day? What the hell is this?

Duke really didn't know whether it was like this in the original history, or whether he had traveled through time and space, so he became like this. Well, she could hate him if she wanted to. It was better than her becoming a "scammer" according to the original trajectory.

Duke held Alleria in his arms, feeling the warmth of the female elf. "Jaina is undoubtedly a true genius. She has the talent to grow into a great mage of the Sun. But there is always a lack of geniuses in this world. Only one in ten thousand can finally reach the pinnacle."

The female elf's eyes flickered: "Because geniuses all died because of their own pride or laziness, or died of misfortune on the road to growth?"

"right!"

That's not right either!

I just don't want her to become that bad woman who sells out her father and the alliance!

Jaina below was turning around in the cold wind in a daze, and suddenly, she was surprised to find smoke from a cooking fire.

The rising smoke can be clearly seen even from several kilometers away.

Someone! ?

Looking at the smoke rising high and drifting into the distance, a burning fire of hope ignited in Jaina's heart.

That's a life-saving straw!

The mooncloth was very tough, and Jaina was unable to tear the mooncloth robe to make herself more flexible. She could only pull the hem of the robe, which was almost dragging on the ground, to almost her thighs. Since she didn't know how to tie a knot, she could only hold the staff in one hand and the robe in the other, and hurriedly speed up her pace.

The cold wind seeped into the hem of her robe, and Jaina felt even colder.

Bastard Duke! Bastard Duke! How dare you do this to me!

It would be fine if you don't want to marry me, but if you really dare to marry me, I, Jaina, swear to take revenge on you severely.

However, no matter how much I curse in my heart, it is useless.

The forest is silent in winter.

There are no insects and no birds singing.

Apart from the sound of the wind that sounded like the wailing of an evil spirit, no other sound could be heard.

At first, Jaina was still wondering whether she should move forward with caution, but the cold wind whipped her back and exposed arms like a whip. If she didn't rub them, a layer of fine frost would form on her arms in just two minutes.

Jaina ran wildly in the rugged forest. Because of her lack of agility, she fell down no less than five times. But her instinct for survival drove her to continue running.

Getting closer.

Getting closer!

Closer!

She saw that the smoke drifting away into the distance was getting thicker and thicker.

What a big fire, are they having a bonfire party?

But it's broad daylight now.

Jaina had already seen the road, which was a forest path that had been trampled out by the villagers for countless years. Although it was not as good as the perfectly designed tiles in Dalaran, nor as good as the "cement road" that ran through the entire Elwynn Forest, it was much better than the bumpy and rubble-filled forest just now.

Finally, we rushed out of the woods, and the view ahead suddenly became clear.

"Hello! Is anyone there? Yes..."

Jaina immediately covered her mouth with her free left hand, tears of panic streaming out uncontrollably.

Someone.

But they were all dead.

What appeared before Jaina was a hellish scene.

This was obviously a village that had been attacked not long ago.

Because of the headwind and the winter season, Jaina could not smell the unpleasant smell mixed with the stench of corpses and burnt food. But now, at the same time, her vision, smell, taste, hearing and skin sensation all gave her an impact that exceeded her psychological endurance limit.

The burning house still had embers emitting wisps of black smoke. A huge human figure was revealed at the entrance of the house that had been kicked in. There was a small amount of scattered food on the ground, and the whole place was in a mess.

Because of the ice and snow, each corpse retained the same appearance as when they died, and their fear, anger and unwillingness before death were all frozen on their faces.

There was still a small piece of green skin in the loyal family dog's mouth, but the part below the head had been eaten clean by the war wolf.

The old man who raised a pitchfork to protect his elderly boss had his head crushed.

The father, whose half of his body had been chopped off, used his last bit of strength to stretch out his hand, trying to grab his wife and children.

The mother holding her child had half of her body smashed off by a heavy weapon.

A baby that was bitten by an ogre and no longer resembles a human.

These... were all done by the orcs!

Jaina saw an orc corpse covered with wounds, and beside the corpse there were seven or eight fallen militiamen. It seemed that this was the only record of the village militia.

Lack of food forced the Warsong orcs hiding deep in Tirisfal Glades to attack human settlements in the forest.

She could no longer control herself.

"Ugh... Ugh——" Jaina vomited out all the bread, snacks, and fragrant milk that she had eaten early in the morning.

For the first time in her life, Jaina felt so uncomfortable.

The churning feeling in her stomach made her feel like she was going to vomit out last night's dinner.

After vomiting for a long time until her stomach was empty and she felt the dead cold again, Jaina realized that if she didn't do something, she would most likely become a cold corpse like them.

"I have to do something!" Jaina told herself.

Restraining the nausea and discomfort, Jaina stood up firmly and forced herself to enter this Shura field to find anything that could help her survive.

The orcs looted almost everything that was edible, broke into every room rudely, and smashed open the basement of every house.

Because of their huge size, they pushed through every door and turned every house into a ruin full of holes.

Fortunately, Jaina found two thick blankets in a closet under the stairs, and then found two large pieces of black bread under a bed that she had never even glanced at before.

She didn't know how to live with flint, but fortunately, she was a qualified Adept Mage. She came to a messy basement, piled wood together, started a fire with a fireball, then put a blanket underneath and wrapped herself in it.

This is finally a little warmer.

After an unknown amount of time, she could no longer bear her hunger and finally boiled snow water in an iron can. She cracked the wood-chip-like black bread open, soaked it in water until soft, and forced herself to swallow it.

She may never forget this bad taste in her life.

She fell asleep in a daze.

She was awakened by the noise.

"Is anyone there? Is anyone still alive?" The standard Lordaeron accent was not something an orc could imitate. Jaina rushed out of the cellar in infinite surprise and saw a group of Lordaeron cavalry.

"Praise the Holy Light!" The leader was obviously a paladin. He had already given up hope for this destroyed town, but unexpectedly, he could find a survivor, who seemed to be a noble ms. of a very noble status.

"Oh! Thank you, ancestor Thoradin." Jaina was also extremely excited.

She had long forgotten what it meant to survive 24 hours.

"What's wrong with you..." Before she could greet him, Jaina suddenly heard a strange, tiny voice.

"Swish——" Less than half a meter in front of Jaina, a cavalryman nearby was shot in the neck by a wooden spear thrown from nowhere.

The impact of the spear was so great that Jaina watched in amazement as the hairy tip of the spear pierced from the left and broke out from the right, almost breaking the rider's entire neck.

Looking at the tilted head and feeling the warmth of blood spraying from the wound on the cavalryman's neck onto her face, Jaina could not help but let out a scream: "Ah——"

The Paladin raised his shield, blocked another spear, and shouted: "Orc--"

This is Jaina's first Valentine's Day in her life, and it is also a bloody Valentine's Day.