Capítulo 281: Chapter 281: Disagree? Come fight!
The once bustling Dalaran was now enveloped in an interesting and eerie atmosphere.
"Hey hey! Have you heard? Duke Marcus is going to hold a public lecture in Dalaran!"
"A public lecture? Which Duke Marcus?"
"Fool! It's the Deputy Commander of the newly established Lordaeron Alliance, Lord Marcus!"
"Ah, I see!"
"He's a powerful mage who has battled demons and slain numerous elite orcs."
"Is he really that amazing?"
"Well, it's a free public lecture, so why not attend?"
Any mage at the Sky Mage level or above was eligible to hold public lectures at Dalaran's High Order Magic Academy. Every day, the academy's bulletin board would feature various public lecture announcements.
Due to a certain elven prince councilor's favoritism and Duke's great fame, Duke's public lecture was placed at the top of the magic bulletin boards throughout the academy. Not only was it framed with a dazzling red border, but it also featured an image of Duke's signature skill, multiple mage hands casting fireball attacks on a straw man.
This naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Dalaran decided the public lecture's level in a simple way: student voting. Any apprentice and mage could press their magic seal on the bulletin board, indicating their interest in the lecture. One day before the lecture, they needed to confirm their attendance through Dalaran's course system.
Based on the number of attendees, the academy would confirm the lecture location the night before.
Duke's lecture result was, of course... a massive hit!
It was simple; Duke had a big reputation.
The one who slew the Demon Lord Sargeras, the heir of Karazhan, Duke of Stormwind, Deputy Commander of the Alliance, the youngest peak Sky Mage of his time, the nemesis of two hundred thousand orcs, and the mage who could use magic to woo peerless beauties...
Any of these achievements would attract the attention of apprentices and mages, let alone all of them combined.
As a result, the enrollment for the lecture was unprecedented, with the number of sign-ups far exceeding the capacity of any lecture hall in Dalaran. The Kirin Tor Council (in reality, Kael'thas) had no choice but to announce: official mages would have priority in attending, with the remaining spots given to apprentices ranked by their performance. The top-ranked apprentices would be granted attendance rights.
Three days later, in Dalaran's largest central lecture hall, over a thousand people attended Duke's lecture. The hall, originally designed for ten thousand people, had somehow squeezed in an additional 2,000 standing spaces.
The packed crowd filled the entire hall.
As the central hall of Dalaran, its specifications were off the charts. Duke was awestruck by the seemingly scientific yet unscientific features.
For example, the sound transmission magic surrounding the entire hall allowed the speaker's voice to be clearly heard in every corner of the hall.
Another example was the huge magic screen: In a hall for ten thousand people, Duke appeared as a tiny figure to those in the nosebleed seats. But on the 20-meter-high screen behind the podium, Duke's image was magnified to an imposing scale, allowing even the audience in the back rows to see the whiskers on his face clearly.
The central hall was usually used for only two occasions:
One was Dalaran's annual opening and closing ceremonies, where a large number of magic apprentices, their attendants, friends, and followers would fill the hall.
The other was when a major figure gave a lecture or speech to all of Dalaran. In the past decade, only Archmage Antonidas had enjoyed such treatment.
Now, a situation has arisen that might be considered the second type: Duke!"
Judging by his achievements, Duke definitely qualified. However, Duke's magical fluctuations were only at the level of a Sky Mage, which left many Kirin Tor mages feeling displeased.
When Duke arrived at the scene with Jandice, someone immediately made a move.
As soon as Duke stepped onto the stage, the wooden floor beneath him creaked as if it were under an unimaginable weight. It wasn't just the wooden floor; the stone walls, curtains, doors, and large glass windows nearby all trembled as if they would shatter at any moment.
Jandice's face turned pale in an instant.
Prince Kael'thas, who had arrived early to support Duke, furrowed his golden brows in concern.
Psychic assault!
A common method for mages to test each other's strength.
For a moment, Kael'thas wanted to intervene, but he quickly gave up.
Respect couldn't be earned merely by talking. Duke, who enjoyed a high status comparable to Archmage Antonidas, naturally had to withstand the corresponding pressure.
Although Duke was also a mage and Dalaran welcomed any mage to study in this magical sanctuary, Duke was not from Dalaran.
Inheriting Karazhan and the legacy of Guardian Medivh, who once challenged Dalaran's authority, it was inevitable that Duke would face hostility from the mages of Dalaran.
Even Kael'thas, as a member of the Kirin Tor, should have sided with those mages.
In the end, Kael'thas chose not to help either side.
In the eyes of the Kirin Tor mages, a single spell from one of their own should have been enough to embarrass Duke, a mere Sky Mage.
Ideally, Duke would leave in disgrace and not flaunt his presence any further.
But no one expected that, in the realm of magic, Duke was actually an extraordinary anomaly.
In terms of magical "quality," Duke was indeed lacking. But in other aspects, Duke surpassed the majority of the Kirin Tor mages.
What is psychic power?
The common definition of psychic power will not be discussed here. In the realm of magic, psychic power reflects a mage's mana capacity, mana recovery speed, magical strength, and ability to utilize magic.
By all accounts, Duke shouldn't have been very strong.
But when Duke released his psychic power, the expressions of all the mages in the first ten rows changed.
In their field of vision, there was nothing but Duke smiling.
However, through their psychic senses, hundreds of mages felt as if a colossal creature was suddenly emerging from Duke's body.
This psychic entity, crafted from psychic power, wasn't a simple cluster of energy like the usual mage's psychic attack. Instead, it took on the form of a creature with a wingspan of 15 meters. Each flap of its wings stirred psychic turbulence, like a storm sweeping across the first dozen rows of the hall.
The intense psychic heat raised the temperature in the hall with just one flap of its wings, easily dispersing the psychic assault of the provoking Kirin Tor mage.
As the mage screamed and slumped in his seat, even losing control of his bladder, all the high-ranking mages gasped in unison.
"What kind of psychic power is this!?" .
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