Putting aside the joys and sorrows between the Black father and daughter, the trio of Warlocks left the reception room and headed towards the viewing platform assigned to the Warlock School.

As the "backbone" of the Warlock School, they also want to participate in today's ceremony.

The three bad guys were in a good mood, because the "enrollment work" that the Warlock School had already completed had been approved by the dean. As the main executors, the three of them also received written rewards and were officially given

The status of "lecturer".

This means that the status of the three warlocks in the Immortal Fleet has been stabilized and they finally have a formal establishment of the academy. Even if one day they are disliked by the captain and kicked out of the fleet, they will not have nowhere to go.

However, now that we have the establishment, we have to work hard.

As an ambitious trio, they still want to become bigger and stronger and achieve greater glory in the future. At the very least, they want to obtain the official title of professor of the Warlock School.

In this way, if he encounters a risk and dies, he can still go through the college's "employee channel" and be transformed into an immortal lich.

This is the real "employee welfare·

However, when the trio was having a heated discussion, they came to the auditorium and saw a group of humans and elves surrounding the auditorium at a glance.

The nominal apprentices of Blake's Black Scythe Hermitage gathered together to confront these guys. Although there was no verbal conflict between the two sides, the momentum was already building, and it was just a matter of one party taking the lead.

"Hey, what are you doing around here?"

The loud-voiced Evil Eye sensed that something was wrong, looked at each other with his two evil brothers, and shouted forward.

As a member of the Warlock School, Anaris Yuejun is holding his pirate command knife in his hand, leading his juniors and juniors to join forces and play games with unkind opponents.

When she saw the trio of warlocks, the eldest lady of Yue County suddenly became more energetic, and she shouted,

Make the group of guys in front of you turn around.

"You three! Come here quickly! Support us! These guys are here to cause trouble, saying that they want to learn about the way of warlocks with us, damn it!

Let’s have a little discussion today!

He’s obviously here to play!”

When they saw the trio of warlocks approaching, these guys who were looking for trouble suddenly burst out into whispers.

Obviously, they recognized these three guys who were well-known in the warlock circle. Although the warlock school in Azeroth had already begun to emerge during the Elf Empire, this set of dark and evil magic that dealt with demons really flourished. That's what happened in the Orc Wars.

Unlike traditional spellcasters who emphasize talent and hard work, the warlock profession only requires you to be bold enough, lucky enough, intuitive enough, and ruthless enough to be able to achieve good results.

Therefore, after the end of the Orc War, the number of warlocks in the eastern continent suddenly increased.

However, because of their relationship with demons, they were not recognized by the government and the people, and they have been wandering in a gray area. It was not until the past month that the "good times" for the warlocks arrived.

Because Narthalas College was the first to officially list the Warlock School as part of the college's system, Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, who felt the pressure, also followed suit. However, the Warlock School of Narthalas College chose apprentices. The standards are so high that most warlocks have no chance to enter this academy and can only be diverted to Dalaran.

And this is exactly why the current conflict arises

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The evil eye wearing a black robe held his evil dog staff and walked forward carelessly. As he walked, he asked sarcastically:

"The mages of Dalaran maintain their identity and don't want to get their hands dirty, so they send their newly acquired dogs to pick out fresh food and cause trouble. I ask you, how much money did the Council of Six give you to let you come here on this day?

look for a job?

Is the money they give enough for your funeral expenses?"

"Oh, Evil Eye, you are so stupid."

The troll Zarak, who was wearing a big bad guy mask, played with the Loa bone dice in his hand, sneered and said in a long voice:

"Look at how these guys can't hold up the wall with mud. I guess the mages didn't say anything at all. These dogs who wanted to be hugged came to make trouble on their own.

They will try to figure it out.

If a few people die here, they will make things worse and ruin the opening ceremony of our Nathalas Magic Academy. Those who come back alive will definitely be rewarded.

Maybe I'll be given a lab in the sewers of Dalaran or something."

"Great idea, but I don't know who died?"

"Skinny boy" Kanrisade looked at the group of people in front of him with his usual cold eyes, and said casually:

"Oops, I suddenly remembered that I haven't fed my devil hound this morning. My dog ​​is very annoying.

It only likes to eat the brains of idiots. It should be able to feast here."

The three guys' cold speeches immediately calmed the scene.

The difference between the veteran who has participated in countless major events and exudes the vicious aura of a great warlock, and these newbie villains who have just dabbled in the warlock's way is too obvious.

This is the difference between the real darkness and evil and the brave and fierce cleverness. The difference is so big that the onlookers around can feel it.

Some timid guys have already started oiling their feet.

"We just came to see the quality of the Narthalas Warlock School. Facts have proved that although you are small in number, you are indeed an elite force.

Seeing that the human warlocks couldn't stand it anymore, several Quel'dorei elven warlocks stood up. These guys in blood-colored acolyte robes, with the unique arrogance of elves, made a caster's courtesy to the three warlocks, evil.

The trio also returned the standard courtesy.

"Ha, Quel'dorei Warlock."

Although Anares Yuejun is still just a sorcerer apprentice, she has a high level of vision and now she also speaks out:

"Of course you can claim to be academically knowledgeable, but in fact your status in Quel'Thalas has only been elevated in the past few months.

The Silver Moon Council did not prepare seats for warlocks before. Now that you have seats, it is only three or four.

You arrogant guys are just a bunch of dogs relying on the mercy of the arcanists! You are no better than these human bastards. Among the three of you, we Sha'dorei warlocks are the only ones who are somewhat outstanding.

But look how smart my people are?

They don't come forward at all, because they really know the power of Narthalas Academy! And you guys who know nothing about power are just trying to take advantage of us.

stupid!"

The eldest lady of Yue County looked at the several Suramar elf warlocks hiding behind the crowd, and she shouted in ancient Salas language:

"Hey! Didn't Elisande teach you etiquette? When you see members of the Yue County family here, do you still pretend to be blind? If you don't know etiquette, be careful to get whipped when you go back!"

Several Suramar warlocks named by Anaris looked at each other helplessly.

They walked out of the crowd and respectfully saluted the noble-blooded Anares. This move completely destroyed the final momentum of the three "Warlock Alliance" in front of them, and they suddenly became bleak.

"Go away, you losers!"

Seeing that his side had the advantage, Xie Yan burst into laughter.

This rude and evil orc warlock stood in front of the leader of the Dalaran warlocks, a black-haired human.

He looked unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

Xie Yan reached out and tapped his chest, and said in an arrogant tone:

"Today, as a senior warlock, I will teach you juniors that we are all magic thugs walking in the shadows. Don't admire the glory of the mages. We also have our own dark glory!

The most wonderful thing about this profession is that there are not so many twists and turns between warlocks!

I'm stronger than you, so you have to bow your head.

I'm better than you, so I can humiliate you arbitrarily.

Strength is king, understand?

Cold-bloodedness is our tradition, cunning is our dogma, and tyranny is our virtue! Prepare your demon army before the next provocation. The loser will keep his head and soul and become the winner's trophy!

understand?"

The human warlock gritted his teeth and wanted to punch the orc in front of him.

But in the end, he took a deep breath, nodded, and said in a cold tone:

"understood."

"Does this make sense?"

Zarakla, who was behind Xieyan, said in a long voice:

"Didn't your mage masters in Dalaran teach you scoundrels to be polite? Why don't you thank Big Brother Evil Eye for his teachings?"

The human warlock was silent for a few seconds, and said to the proud Evil Eye in a tone of suppressed anger:

"Thank you for your teaching, Master Evil Eye. I will remember today's evil wisdom."

"Is this the end?"

The skinny boy Kanrisade rubbed the jewelry in his hand and said coldly:

"Master Xieyan has taught you something, shouldn't you show some expression? Knowledge is priceless! With such a lack of expression, I don't think you can go far in the way of a warlock."

"Oh, don't make things difficult for the newcomers like this. You two bastards and scoundrels, look at this guy almost crying after being bullied by you."

Evil Eye waved his hand very hypocritically. Under the gazes of everyone with different expressions, the villainous orc Shi Shiran reached out and patted the shoulder of the human warlock in front of him and said:

"This is a rule. Learning evil wisdom requires a reward. I have taught you so much today, and I think it would be appropriate for you to give me one thousand gold coins.

What do you think?"

one thousand?"
To be continued...