The northern breeze blows across the shores of Lordaeron, and the air mixed with a hint of Northrend's cold wind becomes warm and humid as it enters the lush woodlands that make the northern part of the continent almost covered with dense jungle

For years, the Tirisfal Glade had always been a source of eerie intimidation for Magna. Far from the hustle and bustle of the city, this woodland in the north of Lordaeron's capital is lush and mysterious. When her mother first took her here for camping, she was a child. In addition to being frightened, she couldn't help but admire its magnificence and charm. The various animals and colorful flowers and plants in the woods dazzled her and amazed her. Forgetting the city full of torches and lanterns, Magna was amazed to find so many stars in the deep blue night sky.

Magna always dreamed of becoming a mage, but her father and mother always took the trouble to tell her over and over again that she would be a man's wife in the future, and that this was her fate. She is still young, and she still talks about the past, but soon she will start to learn how to run a house, such as sewing clothes, cooking and cooking......

Until today---

"Scarville, don't you feel like you're robbing the people with your current request?"

Two mages in long cloaks came to their house, and one of them, known as Scarville, told her parents and herself that Magna was ---going to be his mage apprentice and couldn't say no

"Oh, Your Excellency, you have to be clear" Scarville sighed, "It's not easy to find a suitable person, spells are a kind of talent, some people are born with the possibility of becoming a ** master, and some people can only become a magic master at most, no matter how hard they try." Maybe there are many powerhouses in your era, but if you can find such a level now, I won't let go no matter what."

"Really," Qiuchen shrugged, glancing at Magna, who was excited to become a mage's apprentice. Tossed into the flow of time by Nozdorm in the Temple of Angela, he travels to the world of Black Gate about eight hundred years ago, and soon encounters the old mage in front of him and the organization behind him---- Council of Tiris

Scarville is approaching retirement age, and the council wants him to raise an heir, and now he has three apprentices under his wing, three boys from various human kingdoms, and Magna is the fourth, from the kingdom of Lordaeron

As for suddenly appearing in this world, but being able to gain the trust of the Council of Tirisfar~ or because of Nozdorm. There is a guardian dragon guarantee plus the high elf mages in the council, Darth Rema's generation knows that the ancient war is not dead, and they also know about Qiuchen, even if they have reservations about the guardian dragon's sudden help, but ~ good things don't go in vain

There is not a single stupid mage in the mage

"This sentence of yours is not at all different from the textbook of Dalaran - everyone can become a ** teacher as long as they work hard---

"Believe me, Your Excellency, distinguishing the truth and falsity of a sentence is also one of the compulsory courses for mages" Scavill has always maintained a smile "The practice of spells is different from other aspects, after hard training, a person can become a powerful warrior, an excellent hunter, but a mage can't, ** teachers all have a good arcane affinity physique, and people without a spell affinity can't become a mage at all, and this kind of person is even more rare among all humans......"

"I understand this, don't treat me like an antique who just crawled out of the grave and doesn't know anything" Qiuchen scratched the back of his head, "You educate your female apprentice well, just leave the demon who slipped in just now to me"

---- Nanhai Town-----

In the huge barn outside the town, ordinary people in a circle of more than 300 meters stretched out their heads and kept looking in the direction of the barn, but they would soon be driven farther away by the Lordaeron guards in charge of guarding

"Hey, Rosen, what's going on here" A farmer who had just finished his farm work and was returning home with a pitchfork pulled a crowd of onlookers and asked, "Why is everyone here, the mayor's butler lost his temper this morning, and no one ...... the farm?"

"What do you care about so much" The man known as Rosen slapped the palm on his shoulder, "Have you heard, the serial murderer in Andohar recently?" ”

"Huh? I...... Uh......"

"If you haven't heard of it, I'll tell you that I've heard from merchants who pass by here that this murderer killed more than twenty people in a row near Stratholme and Andorjar, and even several children!"

"It's... It's really..."

"Tell you, now that he's here, I saw the lord just now," Rosen said foaming, waving his hand from time to time to describe "They now surround the murderer in the barn, it is said that the murderer is very powerful, more than seventy soldiers who can use swords can't kill him, I don't mean the group of rubbish in town, these soldiers are all soldiers stationed in Dunhold, they are all good hands, but as far as I can see, I guess I will be able to catch it soon... Ay? Have you ever asked about any strange tastes? ”

"It seems to be really—" Before they could finish speaking, the guards who kept the cordon immediately pushed the crowd of onlookers away

"Hurry up, hurry up! The lord said that if there is a smell of sulfur, let everyone leave quickly, and if you don't leave, the tax will be increased this month! ”

As soon as they heard about the tax increase, the crowd that was still a little dissatisfied with the guards immediately dispersed. Originally, the taxes were high enough, and adding a little more would be terrible

About two minutes after the crowd dispersed, there was a muffled sound, and then the smell of sulfur that filled the air gradually dissipated. Soon, with a bang, the barn door opened, and a figure in a black mage's cloak stepped out

Seeing this, the captain of the guard, who led the nearby soldiers, greeted him: "Wu... Lord Wizard, what's wrong with the murderer?"

"Murderer" The wizard shrugged "He didn't want to surrender, so I turned him to ashes, you go back and tell your lord, the murderer was dealt with by me, and I'm going back to Andohar now to return to the city archon"

"Yes, Wizard Good Going!"

Using the teleportation stone that Scarville had given him to the Tirisfara glade, Autumn Dust took off his robes. Looking at the attitude of those soldiers towards themselves, it can be seen that the reputation of wizards among ordinary people is not good at all.

However, this one Qiuchen has come to a conclusion--- mage is not something ordinary people can be! Definitely not!

In the past, he had Ai Wen's help to use teleportation as a flash, but now he wanted to learn teleportation to see if he could fly like this in Ai Wen's absence, and after a day, he gave up decisively

Not to mention those complex magic theories, just elemental models, spell formulas are enough for Qiu Chen to carry for a few weeks, it's like bringing together all the chemistry, physics, history, and mathematics of the world where Qiu Chen is located, I really can't figure out how a traverser who is a scumbag in his own world ran to another world and suddenly became a magic genius...... Maybe you have time to get in touch with the Traveler Alliance?

"How does it feel to hunt?" A voice sounded near Qiu Chen, and after hearing it, Qiu Chen let out a long breath of air and threw the gray cloth bag he was holding to the ground, revealing the black claws of an eternal dragon

"Nozdorm, you threw me here just to help you take out a few Eternal Dragons? Give me an explanation, or I'll just leave, I don't have the time to spend time with you on this timeline."