The game is over.

Dorothy left the game alone, looking at the setting sun in the distance, her mood like a dim sunshine that had faded into darkness with time.

It's a really hard feeling, victory and dreams are close at hand, but because of the slightest difference, you completely miss out.

What was originally at his fingertips fell to pieces in front of him.

Feelings of reluctance and loss poured into Dorothy's heart.

But now she is more of a kind of confusion.

Dorothy walked down the streets of the High School of Magic, remembering how she felt when she first came to Nolan.

She didn't know the city well and didn't know anyone in it.

Dorothy poured all her chips into the game.

With the defeat of the final game, everything Dorothy did after coming to Nolan became meaningless.

What's next?

Dorothy began to think of a remedy.

She didn't get Nolan's championship, but she knew the whereabouts of the leaves of the World Tree, and that was the prize for the championship.

The dwarves live in Nolan, and it stands to reason that they don't need the leaves of the World Tree very much.

Or many Rosie could buy twigs of the World Tree from that frostaxe.

But Dorothy found that the most valuable thing in her body was probably the Hearthstone card box.

A Frost Axe with all the golden cards won't be a surprise to Dorothy's card box.

Is there really nothing to do?

At that moment, she suddenly heard an extremely familiar voice.

"Dorothy!"

Someone was shouting her name.

The moment Dorothy heard this voice, she felt that her body was frozen and she could not move.

"Father...... Kiss. ”

Dorothy turned to look at the middle-aged man running from a distance, trying to organize words to explain to her father.

"Miss Dorothy, it's so hard to see you."

"Mr. Aitke."

When Dorothy saw the Count's son following her father, the feeling of self-reproach was overshadowed by a wordless fear and uneasiness.

She's completely screwed it all up!

The gloomy expression on the count's face said a lot about it.

"Dorothy! You're here to study, right? Look at Nolan's caster's robes you're still wearing. ”

His father took Dorothy's hand, forced her in front of the earl's son, and questioned Dorothy.

Study? Dorothy was silent for a moment, and he quickly understood what his father meant.

That's to find a reason for his escape from marriage!

If it was for the 'noble pursuit' of coming to Nolan to study, perhaps the earl's son would be able to reluctantly accept it, and if Dorothy pleaded in a low voice, it was possible to mend the rift in the relationship caused by the escape from marriage.

If the earl's son is not happy, he can easily remove the Silver Flower Chamber from Orsenburg!

Dorothy closed her lips, and she could feel her father's eager eyes beside her.

All it takes is a panic, if the earl's son knows that he came to Nolan to participate in the Hearthstone competition, everything will be over.

But wait... What's wrong with her just competing in Hearthstone?

Suddenly, a strange anger overflowed from Dorothy's heart, the source of which was the disdainful look of the earl's son, and a strange sense of honor.

That's the honor of being a Hearthstone player.

"Nope! Father, I'm here to compete in Hearthstone. ”

Dorothy said to the man in front of her under her father's desperate gaze.

"You ignored my invitation to you and came to Nolan just to hang out with a bunch of filthy dwarves and play some card game?"

He stared at Dorothy's burgundy eyes, and could feel the arrogance in the other man's eyes.

"Hearthstone is not a shoddy game!" Dorothy loudly retorted to the slander of the earl's eldest son.

"Dorothy! Shut up! ”

Her father couldn't take it anymore and raised his arm to wave it at Dorothy's cheek.

At this moment, Dorothy closed her eyes and prepared to suffer the impending 'punishment', but the expected pain did not appear on her cheeks.

Time passed slowly, and Dorothy opened her eyes to find that her father's arm was surrounded by a silvery-white inscription ring that stopped her father's movements.

It's an attack of magic!

The eldest son of the earl instantly realized that there was a spellcaster around him, and the five knights who had been following him also rushed out, trying to find the caster who had made a rash move.

But before these knights could take a few steps, they were directly knocked to the ground.

"Alien little human guy! What did you just say? Say it again! ”

A sound large enough to be heard throughout the street sounded behind Dorothy, who knew the voice...... It was the voice of the Great Dwarven Elder, the Frost Axe!

Sure enough, Frostaxe dragged a knight who had been knocked unconscious by his bare hands and threw it in front of the earl's eldest son, and then Frostaxe stood directly at Dorothy's side.

The frostaxe was accompanied by six dwarves, who held their arms and directly surrounded the earl's eldest son.

"Do you dwarves know what you're doing!" The knights, whose eldest son had fallen to the ground, finally shouted angrily at the dwarves.

The Humans of the Iron Nation don't have the same good relationship with the Dwarves as Nolan.

The dwarves living in the Iron Nation have always been vying with them for their veins, so no one in the Iron Nation will like these short, bloated subhumans, let alone respect them!

"Of course I do, and you're going to hit my fist in the next second!"

The frostaxe gestured at his scarred fist, which was about three times the size of a human, and the dent in the knight's helmet was enough to prove the power of the punch.

The eldest son of the earl felt fear and took a step back, and soon a pure white barrier appeared in front of him.

"Dwarves, please be respectful of the eldest son of Count Cruz."

The spellcaster who had been following the Earl's eldest son finally couldn't stand it anymore, which is why he was so fearless, and this spellcaster was one of the strongest magicians in Orsenburg.

His usual mission was to serve as his father's bodyguard, but on Nolan's trip, Count Cruz appointed the spellcaster to protect him.

"Master Lars, please let those dwarves disappear from my eyes." The Earl's eldest son, Atek, said in a respectful voice to the spellcaster beside him.

But before the old mage could cast the next spell, the magic barrier he had constructed shattered into pieces, and the staff he was holding flew into the air.

"Master Lars!"

Aitek looked in shock at the wand that the caster beside him had taken off, the caster seemed to have seen something terrifying, and at this moment he didn't even have the idea of resisting.

"Little Lars, have you forgotten the academy rules? It seems that after all these years of graduating, I'm going to teach you the rules again. ”

An old man dressed in shabby clothes slowly walked out of the darkness.

"I'm sorry, but I was too impulsive, Sage Lursk."

Before the earl's eldest son could say anything, the spellcaster, whom he called Master Lars, immediately made a respectful mage salute to the front.

Rurske, one of the Seven Sages of Nolan, the Grey Man?

The eldest son of the earl looked at the somewhat sloppy old man in a daze, if his image could not be equated with the 'sage', the magic he had just cast was enough to show the strength of this spellcaster!

Why is one of Nolan's Seven Sages here? But Ateke ran out of time

"Great Grey Man, I came to this academy only to bring my fiancée back, and I didn't mean to anger you." He respectfully bowed to the gray-clothed man.

"Get out of here now."

The man in gray didn't explain much, just said six words very calmly.

The eldest son of the earl was stunned for a moment, and was about to continue arguing something, when the elderly spellcaster beside him immediately pulled him and prepared to leave.

"Master Aitek, let's go!"

Although the eldest son of the earl was thoroughly enraged by the dwarves, reason told him that it was not a wise choice to anger a sage, and he chose to leave after taking one look at Dorothy, who was protected by a group of dwarves.

"Dorothy... This ......"

Dorothy's father stayed, looking at the Grey Man standing behind Dorothy in disbelief.

For the common people of various countries, the Seven Sages of Nolan are almost the same level as the 'legendary gods'.

Dorothy didn't figure out what was going on, and she turned to look at the old man behind her.

"You've beaten many of Nolan's mighty Hearthstone players, Dorothy, and even though you didn't win the title, you still won your glory with your own hands, and... My respect. "There is also the respect of other players, you can choose to leave just like that, or go to greet your honor and listen to your cheers." ”

The man in gray turned sideways.

The sky had completely darkened, but the magic arena behind the Grey Man was still brightly lit, and Dorothy could hear the audience standing here.

There was still a group of people waiting for her in the Magic Arena, and a group of people who wanted to see her as she walked up to the podium, and chanted a special slogan.

It's like Dorothy has someone cheering her on every victory.

It would be too irresponsible to choose to run away at this time.

Dorothy felt something swirling in her eyes, she rubbed her eyes and didn't wait any longer, and followed the gray man and the dwarf led by the frost axe to the magic arena.