Three days later in the afternoon.

Dorothy took a bite of the croissant that the Hearthstone Tavern provided for free, and looked at the black-haired dwarf across from her, who was scratching her head with her hands.

The older dwarf had been cornered by Dorothy.

"With this one? No... Wrong. He hesitated with his hand, but after several calculations in a row, an unchangeable conclusion fell in front of him.

"I lost."

The dwarf picked up a large glass of wine and poured it down his throat, then said helplessly.

When the old dwarf conceded defeat, Dorothy's familiar cheers rang out again.

"Congratulations to Dorothy, a girl from the Iron Country, for winning the quarterfinals!"

The sound of congratulations rang in Dorothy's ears, and Dorothy collapsed on the wooden table beside her with some weakness after learning that she had successfully advanced to the quarterfinals.

The qualifiers were a long one, with more than a thousand players battling it out in the tavern until there were only eight places left.

The daily race starts at 9 a.m. and lasts until 5 p.m.

For most of the Dwarven contestants, the unique stamina of the Dwarven clan allows them to play even for three days and three nights.

But for human players, it's a ...... Spiritual experience.

Dorothy put all her energy into every game, and when the final game was over, Dorothy was completely unable to cheer and just wanted to find a place to sleep.

But with the cheers and congratulations from the surrounding Hearthstone players, Dorothy still managed to sit up and raised her arms to the players around her.

At this moment, Dorothy did feel a sense called ...... Something of honor.

It's like the gladiatorial knights of the Iron Nation winning the victory, raising their arms high in the applause of the audience.

"You're the last player to reach the semi-finals."

Joshua stepped down from the referee's bench to Dorothy and handed a letter to Dorothy.

"Good luck with your qualifications and the time and place of your next race in the envelope."

Dorothy's tired expression finally turned into a smile when she saw the letter.

"Can I take it apart right here?" Dorothy asked.

"It's yours, of course." Qiao Xiu said.

Dorothy couldn't wait to open the wax stamp on the envelope.

As she unwrapped the wax seal, a hint of worry came over Dorothy's heart.

All the previous developments were as Dorusi had hoped, and she won a place in the quarter-finals and was one step closer to the title.

And the three-day tournament was as Dorothy had envisioned, all in the Hearthstone Tavern.

The audience for the match was only Hearthstone players, no other outsiders, and Dorothy did not see footage of Hearthstone matches on Nolan's ubiquitous 'TV'.

I ran away from marriage in order to come to Nolan to participate in this... In the tavern card game, Dorothy doesn't want to be known by her acquaintances in the Iron Country.

So for the next tournament, Dorothy also hopes to be held in the Hearthstone Tavern.

In anticipation, Dorothy opened the envelope in her hand, and the letter had the smell of an inscription, and the first line was written by her name, Dorothy Bexner.

Knight's medal?

Dorothy remembered the word when she saw the letter.

She continued reading and began to look for information about where to compete, and soon Dorothy saw the location of the semifinals and semifinals in the penultimate row.

'Higher School of Magic in Rursk, Magic Arena. ’

Rash... Higher Academy of Magic in Lursk?!

Dorothy's fears came true.

Young spellcasters from all over the world want to go to Nolan's four High Magic Academies to study, and this fierce competition determines the status of these four High Magic Academies in this world.

Although Dorothy had not been to one of them, the Higher School of Magic in Rursk, she could imagine if she had a Hearthstone competition in the Magic Arena......

The audience couldn't just be Hearthstone players.

"To play Hearthstone in such an empty arena... Is it? Dorothy tentatively asked Qiao Xiu, who was the organizer.

She admits that Hearthstone's games are indeed very enjoyable, at least compared to traditional card games, Hearthstone's various chance events and special effects add a special 'sense of drama' to the game.

But set up eight magic machines in such an empty magic arena, and then let a group of people come over and watch and play cards?

Dorothy felt a little out of place just thinking about it.

"It's not just in the arena, it's going to be on TV for all the people at Nolan, and it's never monotonous." Qiao Xiu said.

Present... In front of all the audiences of Nolan?

"I'll be well prepared." Dorothy's face was a little strange, and finally Qiao Xiu watched the girl drag her tired body out of the tavern.

After today's game, the entire tavern was once again open for business, and a group of young dwarves who had taken a leave of absence to participate in the competition were dragged back by their elders to start iron mining again.

Qiao Xiu handed over the affairs of the hall to Lady Marina to take care of, and went straight to the third floor of the tavern himself.

After coming to the third floor, a strong vitality enveloped Qiao Xiu, and he felt like he was lying on the grass in the afternoon and basking in the sun.

Qiao Xiu came to a room on the third floor, and before he could reach out and knock on the door, the door was automatically opened.

"How are you feeling, Sage Melols?"

Qiao Xiu walked into the room covered in vines, and the Purple Man agreed to Qiao Xiu's suggestion yesterday, preparing to try to use the World Tree to relieve his body from aging and death.

"The exhaustion has gone away a lot."

The inscription on the purple-clad man's hand flashed, and one book after another of illusions was piled up on the wooden table made of vines.

But the books were soon knocked over by a black dragon the size of a puppy.

This black dragon is the Deathwing Nesario that Josiu is familiar with! But the wing-waving in the room is a miniature version, and there is no deterrent effect at all.

A miniature version of Deathwing flew around the room and landed on Ciri's shoulder, then spat out a circle of small flames.

"The details are pretty well done." Joshua walked over to Ciri's side and looked at the Deathwing.

She was an illusion constructed by Ciri......

"But it's too much magic and spirit." Ciri clutched her forehead in annoyance, and the Deathwing on her shoulder did the same.

Soon the black dragon was reduced to pieces and fell to the ground and vanished.

This is also the reason why there are very few people who learn illusion magic, one of them is that it is difficult to get started, and the second is to master the movement of an illusion so that it looks like it is real, not as simple as other magic just 'release' it.

"Ciri needs to spend time building up her magic." The man in purple said, "She is learning fast in terms of inscriptions. ”

"What about the other apprentices?"

Qiao Xiu remembered that the Purple Man was also the administrator of a higher magic academy, and there must have been illusion-related majors in her academy.

It has been a long time since "Avatar" was broadcast, and Qiao Xiu first mentioned the name of the person in purple at the beginning of every movie.

Let the viewer understand that everything in the movie is constructed by the illusion of the man in purple.

"The only two instructors of illusion magic in my academy told me that the students who chose this class... There are a lot of them, and many of them have come to learn in order to try to shape the Na'vi. ”

The purple-clothed man had a rare smile on his face when he said this.

"It really worked, so Josieu Arnorod, tomorrow in the game at the Rulsk Academy, I will help you perform a little better."

The purple-clad man spoke, and a lilac inscription appeared in the palm of her hand, and an orc in heavy armor appeared in the room, snarling at everyone.

In a flash of light, the orc's figure vanished in an instant, transforming into a magician in a blue robe.

These visions are all Hearthstone heroes.

"Well, I'm already thinking, 'It's not too late to sign up.'" ”

Qiao Xiu looked at those heroic characters who seemed to exist in reality, and began to look forward to the arrival of tomorrow.