The game is over.
Dorothy left the scene of the game alone. She looked at the setting sun in the distance, and her mood was like a dim sunshine, which turned into darkness with time.
This kind of feeling is really uncomfortable. Victory and dreams are so close at hand, but because of a little gap, they are completely missed.
The things that were at your fingertips were smashed to pieces in front of him.
Feelings of unwillingness and loss poured into Dorothy's heart.
But she is more confused now.
Dorothy walked on the streets of this high school of magic, remembering how she felt when she first came to Nolan.
She was not familiar with the city, nor did she know anyone in it.
Dorothy poured all her chips into the game.
With the loss of the final game, everything Dorothy has done since coming to Nolan becomes pointless.
What's next
Dorothy began to think of a remedy.
She did not win Nolan's championship, but she knew the whereabouts of the leaves of the tree of the world, which was the reward of the championship.
The group of dwarves lived in Nolan, and should not need the leaves of the World Tree very much.
Or many Rosie can buy the twigs of the World Tree from that Frost Axe.
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 certainly wouldn't want Dorothy's card box.
Really helpless
At this moment, she suddenly heard a very familiar voice.
"Dorothy!"
Someone was calling her name.
The moment Dorothy heard the voice, she felt as if her body was frozen and unable to move.
"Father."
Dorothy turned to look at the middle-aged man running from a distance, trying to organize the language to explain to her father.
"Miss Dorothy, it's really hard to see you."
"Mr. Atek."
When Dorothy saw the earl's son following behind her father, her inner self-blame was enveloped by a silent fear and anxiety.
She screwed it all up!
The sullen look on the count's son's face said a lot.
"Dorothy! You came to this school of magic to study, right? Look at you wearing Nolan's spellcaster robes."
His father took Dorothy's hand, forcibly pulled her to the earl's son, and then asked Dorothy.
study? Dorothy was silent for a moment, and he soon understood what his father meant.
That is to find a reason for his escape from marriage this time!
If it was for the "noble pursuit" of coming to Nolan to study, perhaps the earl's son could still accept it.
If the earl's son is not happy, he can easily remove the Silver Vessel Chamber of Commerce from Orsenburg!
Dorothy pressed her lips together, and she could feel her father's eager eyes beside her.
It's just a matter of panic. If the earl's son finds out that he came to Nolan to participate in the Hearthstone competition, everything will be over.
But wait... what happened to her playing Hearthstone
Suddenly a strange anger overflowed from Dorothy's heart. The source of the anger was the contemptuous eyes of the earl's son, and a strange sense of honor.
That's the honor of being a Hearthstone player.
"No! Father, I'm here to compete in Hearthstone."
Dorothy said to the man in front of her, under the desperate eyes of her father.
"You ignored my invitation to you and came to Nolan just to play some shitty card game with a bunch of dirty dwarves?"
He stared at Dorothy's burgundy eyes, and could feel the arrogance in the other's eyes.
"Hearthstone is not a bad game!" Dorothy retorted the slander of the earl's eldest son in a loud voice.
"Dorothy! Shut up!"
Her father couldn't take it any longer and raised his arm to slap Dorothy's cheek.
At this moment Dorothy closed her eyes to prepare for the coming "punishment", but the expected pain did not appear on her cheek.
Time passed slowly, and Dorothy opened her eyes and found a silver-white inscription ring around her father's arm, which stopped her father's movements.
It's a magic attack!
The eldest son of the earl instantly realized that there was a spell caster around him, and the five knights who had been following him suddenly rushed out, trying to find the spell caster who shot rashly.
But these knights were knocked to the ground before they took a few steps.
"Little alien human! What did you just say? Say it again!"
A voice that could be heard all over the street, rang behind Dorothy, and Dorothy knew this voice... It was the voice of the dwarf elder, Frost Axe!
Sure enough, Frost Axe dragged a knight who was stunned by his bare hands and threw it in front of the eldest son of the earl, and then Frost Axe stood directly beside Dorothy.
Along with Frost Axe were six dwarves, who surrounded the eldest son of the earl with their arms in their arms.
"Do you dwarves know what you are doing!" The knights, whose eldest son fell to the ground, finally yelled angrily at the dwarves.
The relationship between humans and dwarves in the Iron Country is not as good as Nolan's.
The dwarves living in the realm of the Iron Nation are always competing with them for mineral veins, so no one in the Iron Nation will like these small and bloated demihumans, let alone respect them!
"Of course I know, and in the next second your face is going to hit my fist!"
Frost Axe gestured at his scarred fist. This fist was about three times larger than that of a human being. One punch knocked the knight's helmet into a depression, which was enough to prove the power of the punch.
The eldest earl felt fear and took a step back, and soon a pure white barrier appeared on the ground and appeared in front of him.
"Dwarves, please show some respect to the eldest son of Count Cruz."
The spellcaster who had been following the eldest son of the earl finally couldn't stand it any longer, which was why he was so fearless. The spellcaster was one of the strongest magicians in Orsenburg.
The usual task is to serve as his father's bodyguard, and this time on Nolan's trip, Count Cruz appointed the spellcaster to protect him.
"Master Lars, please make those dwarves disappear from my eyes." The eldest son of the count, Etek, said in a respectful voice to the caster beside him.
But before the old mage had time to cast the next magic, the magical barrier he built was instantly shattered into slag, and the staff in his hand flew into the sky.
"Master Lars!"
Aitek looked at the magic wand that the caster next to him dropped in shock. The caster seemed to have seen something terrifying, and he didn't even have the idea of resisting at this moment.
"Little Lars, have you forgotten the rules of the academy? It seems that after so many years of graduation, I will teach you the rules again."
An old man in shabby clothes slowly walked out of the darkness.
"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive, Sage Rusk."
Without waiting for the eldest son of the earl to say anything, the spellcaster, whom he called Master Lars, immediately gave a respectful mage salute to the front.
Rusk, one of the seven sages of Nolan in gray
The eldest son of the earl stared blankly at the somewhat sloppy old man. If his image cannot be equated with a "sage", the magic he just cast is enough to show the power of this spellcaster!
Why does one of Nolan's Seven Sages appear here? But Atek had no time to think.
"The great man in gray, I came to this academy just to bring my fiancee back, and I didn't mean to anger you." He respectfully greeted the man in gray with a noble salute.
"Get out of here now."
The man in gray didn't explain too much, just said six words very calmly.
The eldest son of the earl was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to continue to argue something, the elderly spellcaster beside him immediately pulled him and prepared to leave.
"Lord Aitek, let's go!"
Although the eldest son of the earl was thoroughly angered by the dwarves, reason told him that it was never a wise choice to anger a sage, and he chose to leave after taking a look at Dorothy, who was protected by a group of dwarves.
"Dorothy... this..."
Dorothy's father stayed, looking at the man in gray standing behind Dorothy in disbelief.
Nolan's Seven Sages are almost on the same level as "legendary gods" to commoners in various countries.
Dorothy didn't even know what was going on, and she turned to look at the old old man behind her.
"You have defeated many powerful Hearthstone players from Nolan, Dorothy, even though you didn't win the championship, you still won the glory that belongs to you with your own hands, and... my respect." The man in gray Say, "There are other players' respect, you can choose to leave like this, or go to greet your honor and listen to your cheers."
The man in grey turned sideways.
The sky was completely dark, but the magic arena behind the man in grey was still brightly lit, and Dorothy could hear the voices of the audience in the arena 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 what she looked like when she walked on the podium, and then chanted a special slogan.
Just like Dorothy's every victory has someone applauding her.
It would be too irresponsible to choose to run away at such a time.
"Let's go, everyone is still waiting for us."
Dorothy felt something spinning in her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and didn't wait any longer. She directly followed the dwarves led by the man in gray and the frost axe to the bright magic arena.