After that, Jes hardly listened to the king's speech at all.
He was about to truly enter the Wizard's Sanctum. Not as a marginal assistant, but as an apprentice. It could be said that he had truly entered the ranks of mages. Although he hadn't sensed the Arcane Weave yet and didn't know any arcane magic, at least in name... In fact, mages were reluctant to recruit older people lacking talent mainly because they didn't want to waste resources. It wasn't that it was completely impossible to learn magic after the age of teens.
There were too many useful arcane magics, such as conjuring water and food, invisibility, and even teleportation magic... Of course, he didn't expect to learn teleportation magic so soon.
For offensive magic, he could use shadow and practice martial skills to make up for it. And as long as he specialized in one or two functional magics in arcane magic and didn't need to learn too much, his combat effectiveness would undergo a qualitative change.
Moreover, in the Wizard's Sanctum and even if he had the opportunity to enter Dalaran in the future, Jes believed that he could learn more deeply about the principles of energy operation in this world. Perhaps he could minimize the negative impact of shadow energy on the body and spirit as much as possible. This was also one of his main purposes.
After the meeting, on the way back to his room, he heard a lot of compliments. Everyone was immersed in a joy of excitement because they had won the victory and survived the battle and had also been inspected by the king.
But in fact, because the battle that night was too dark, Jes still felt a bit embarrassed.
Was the courage inspired by those shadow powers true courage?
Back by the window, Jes flipped over his shoe sole. There were still some scorched marks on it, traces of being burned by the shadow fire on the corpse.
Those gnoll corpses... Would the people handling the corpses notice the shadow fire?
What would Morgans think when he saw those gnolls burned to death by the ominous fire?
"I used the sword ignited by the gnoll warlock to kill those gnolls..." He murmured to himself in a low voice, as if practicing exonerating himself in advance.
"Jes Seso."
Hearing the voice behind him, Jes suddenly turned around.
However, it was Colonel Todman. Right. Morgans had hurried back to Stormwind and shouldn't be here.
"You did well today, kid. You are the first person I've ever seen who dared to hit the king's chest with his head. Hahaha!" Todman said with a loud laugh.
Jes's mouth twitched.
"Don't be so nervous." The colonel patted Jes on the shoulder and said, "It's normal for young people to feel nervous in such a situation. I think the king is even more nervous than you. When are you planning to go back? You can stay here as long as you want. The king may stay here for another day or two to see our training situation."
"I still have things to do at the Wizard's Sanctum." Jes tightened his bundle and said, "I have a friend in Lakeshire. He was injured a few days ago. I want to go and see him."
The colonel pointed downstairs and said, "There happens to be a patrol leaving soon. Are you going to Lakeshire with them?"
"Good. That's great." Jes said, "I'll go get my horse. Please wait for me for a while."
Jes couldn't wait to leave this place and get as far away from those gnoll corpses as possible.
In the afternoon, Jes followed the patrol from Stone Fort back to Lakeshire. As soon as he arrived at Lakeshire, Jes rushed straight to the herbal clinic. However, on the way, he saw a familiar figure on the dock.
"Why... you... Greed?"
Hearing Jes's voice, Greed turned around and asked, "Where have you been?"
Seeing him sitting there completely unharmed, Jes could hardly contain his excitement. Before, he had looked like he was about to die.
"The pharmacist said you might still be in a coma for a while."
"Who are you looking down on?" Greed laughed loudly and said, "It was just an electric shock. It's not like I haven't been shocked before. I am a gryphon rider. My own hammer is an electric hammer blessed by the sages. What does he think I am?"
"That's great." Jes said, "Now you can pay me back the medical expenses. Three silver coins. I'm running out of money for food."
"You haven't paid for your swordsmanship lessons yet, my brother." Greed said calmly, "Besides, three silver coins is not enough. I added some more myself. Do you think I'm as penniless as you? Although we have left Ironforge, we haven't lost any of the best qualities of dwarves."
"You don't even have a bag. Where do you have money?"
"Who puts all their money in a bag? Wouldn't it be an instant return to poverty if a thief took it away?"
Jes glanced at Greed's shoe and asked, "Aren't you uncomfortable?"
"Who said it's in the shoe? This is a secret." He glanced sideways at Jes and said, "Speaking of which, I heard the pharmacist say that you were going back to Stormwind. I thought you had already gone back."
"I was delayed for two days at Stone Fort."
Jes sat down next to him. Greed saw the bandage on his hand and asked, "What's wrong? Didn't behave and got your palms hit by the mages at Stone Fort until it became like this?"
"Why are you so imaginative?" Jes shook his head and said, "The gnolls sneak attacked the castle at night and I happened to run into it. Do you think I'm unlucky?"
"Did you use the swordsmanship method I taught you?" Greed said, "I bet you didn't at all. Without me by your side, you must have used dark magic a lot and made a mess there!"
Jes asked, "Then could I still come back alive? Wouldn't the soldiers there cut off my head thinking I'm an orc?"
Greed stared into his eyes, licked his teeth and said, "That's true."
Jes hugged the warlock's cloth bag to his chest and said, "Anyway, I survived. The commander of Stone Fort thought I had defended the castle and told the king about it by the way!"
"What?!" The dwarf shouted, "The king passed by Lakeshire and went to Stone Fort the day before yesterday. Could it be related to the gnolls? What kind of attack was that? It could even alarm that little king."
"What do you think?" Jes said with a proud smile, "He promised to help me enter the Wizard's Sanctum when he goes back and become a real mage."
Greed exclaimed, "You still a real mage? You're on the wrong path!"
"Keep your voice down!" Jes emphasized.
"Okay, okay." Greed sighed and said, "Great. Why can't I encounter such a good thing? It would be nice if the human king rewarded me with a few pieces of broken gold!"
"You still dare to mention it?" Jes asked, "Who lied to me and said that I definitely wouldn't encounter a difficult task? Who told me that I could earn dozens of silver coins by going with you to find the orc mage? Who got shocked once and couldn't get up on the ground. In the end, I had to bring you all the way back to Lakeshire from a place even further east than the lumberyard by myself? Do you think why you didn't encounter such a good thing?"
Greed knew he was in the wrong and chuckled twice and said, "I'm really sorry. That orc was really a bit too powerful."
After saying that, he remembered something and his expression changed. He asked, "By the way, how did you defeat him?"