Stormwind Wizard God-Chapter 137: Khadgar

The moment before, everyone was pale with fear.

The next second, everyone's face was filled with endless surprise.

"Your Majesty! Are you okay!?"

"Father!" Young Varian almost cried.

"It's okay..." Not to mention the others, even Llane looked frightened.

Everyone's curiosity was about to explode. You know, Llane was not wearing armor. He was just wearing an extremely gorgeous short coat with a white background and a lining.

The queen hurried over, knelt down, and gently tore open Llane's coat, revealing the secret inside.

"This is..."

Pairs of eyes widened as they stared at the lining that had actually resisted the dagger thrown by a super-powerful assassin.

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

Lothar reached out his hand, carefully put on thick gloves and took off the daggers one by one. He had to be careful because thieves were a profession that liked to use poison.

"Ice web spider silk!?" Lothar was knowledgeable and recognized the material of the lining.

"This is... Duke gave it to me... He said it was something called Kevlar..." Llane's mouth moved in shock: "I just think it's pretty cool to wear."

"Magical Kevlar!" Windsor corrected him, "Sir Edmund specially developed it, using a special technique to weave together several magical materials such as ice web spider silk. Its protective power is even better than chain mail."

The nobles were suddenly in an uproar.

So powerful?! They all saw Llane's lining short coat. It was very light and very comfortable. They didn't expect it to have such strong protective power.

You know, nobles were quite careful when they went to the battlefield. They usually wore a heavy iron armor on the outside, a chain mail made of interlocking iron rings in the middle, and a leather armor on the inside. This way of wearing was absolutely protective, but it was midsummer and it was so hot that people would feel like they had just been fished out of the water after riding a horse in the sun.

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

Now Duke has invented such a lightweight and highly protective shirt, this is really...

"No, we must get it back, even if we have to squeeze more money out of that vampire." This was the thought of almost every noble.

Llane let out a long breath and looked at Windsor with a typical look of someone who had just survived a disaster: "Another order from Duke?"

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

If it wasn't Duke's order, there would be no way to explain why Windsor would react so quickly. Windsor's reaction speed was even faster than that of Lothar, who was vigilant day and night.

Without asking any more questions in front of so many people, Llane stood up and said loudly: "I declare that in view of Edmund Duke's contribution to saving the emperor, he will be promoted to earl. And Reginald Windsor will be promoted to knight."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone shouted that Your Majesty was wise.

Why was Duke only promoted to Viscount after he killed the demonized Medivh? Wasn't it because a group of nobles were blocking him? They gave a lot of reasons, saying that young people are spoiled by their favors, and that Duke's background is unknown.

Now, even though Duke is not here, Duke's products and people have come to the rescue.

There is absolutely no reason to refute, so I can only accept it. Who told you that you don't have the ability to rescue the driver in the first place?

Throughout history, this kind of great achievement is the fastest way to get promoted.

Besides, now that the orc army is at the gates of the city, Llane's leadership and appeal are needed most. No one will make trouble at this time.

Seeing everyone praising Duke, young Varian's eyes were filled with stars like a star-chaser.

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

Today, whether it was the orcs' capriciousness or Duke's strategic planning and control from afar, Varian was deeply impressed. Varian could not compare his most admired uncle Anduin with Duke, because they were completely different types of heroes.

Anduin is heroic and majestic, full of masculinity. He is brave, courageous and determined. He never loses 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 great magical powers. He is also courageous.

Someone had previously compared Anduin Lothar and Edmund Duke to the twin pillars of Stormwind Kingdom, but Varian didn't believe it at first. However, starting today, Varian made a small decision...

At this moment, what is Duke doing when he has been pushed to the top of the storm without realizing it?

Unfortunately, he was bickering.

"Damn it! How can you be so stupid? Oh my god, how did you become an earth mage? Even apprentices under ten years old in Dalaran have learned these basic magic knowledge, but you don't understand it?"

"Yes, yes, I am a wild mage who was born in the wild. Please teach me well, Khadgar!"

Bright lights gathered from all directions, wisps and lines, interweaving into a blue, semi-virtual human figure. As arcane energy gushed out from the magic circle beside Duke, it filled the entire human figure in an instant.

The still somewhat translucent man used his right hand to lift his hood, revealing a rather young face.

He is none other than Khadgar, the former spy of the Council of Tirisfal, apprentice of Medivh, who if alive would have become one of the most powerful gods of magic in the future.

As Medivh said before his death, Khadgar is indeed a good helper.

The first and simplest thing is that when the entire Karazhan was pulled into the void by Medivh's spell, the first big thing Duke discovered was that he had no food.

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

Duke, feeling empty, lonely and cold, didn't care about driving himself crazy, but fortunately he remembered that he still had Khadgar. So, after paying 5 points of soul power through the system AI, Khadgar came back to life in a ghost state similar to the Shadow of Elan.

Khadgar still has his own sanity and can still cast spells, but unfortunately, all his soul power must be supplied by Duke. If Duke is unhappy, it will only take a few minutes to kill Khadgar's soul.

Of course, Duke would not let a talent like Khadgar disappear into thin air.

So after some inhumane "bargaining", Khadgar became Duke's steward in Karazhan, his teacher in some magical fields, as well as his thug and cannon fodder.

To the outside world, Khadgar has to call Duke master.

Internally, you still have to call Duke master.

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