"I..." Hearing Archmage Modera call his name, Khadgar stood up somewhat nervously.
"Don't be nervous, child. Come here!" Modera said warmly to him.
Khadgar nodded and slowly walked onto the stage, facing the hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of mages below.
"Welcome to Dalaran, Khadgar! How long have you been studying magic?" Modera asked.
"Less than th-three years!"
"And what is your current level?"
"Fourth ring!"
"What a monster!" Polly could not help saying.
"A monster?" Karin was immediately somewhat surprised.
"Yes! I've worked hard studying magic for ten years, and I'm only at the third ring. He's reached the fourth ring in less than three years. How is he not a monster?" Polly exclaimed indignantly. After a moment's thought, she added, "Though I suppose you elves aren't very sensitive to the passage of time!"
"We aren't!" Karin nodded.
He could no longer clearly remember how much time had passed since he had transmigrated to Azeroth!
But it should not have been more than two years!
Khadgar's words immediately drew eager looks from the archmages on the stage.
Especially those sixth- and seventh-ring mages of the School of Abjuration seated behind the Council of Six who still had room for apprentices.
A fourteen-year-old mage who had studied magic for less than three years had already easily broken through to the fourth ring... He was an absolute genius... Not to mention his powerful mental strength, nearly twice that of an ordinary mage at his level.
With just a little guidance, a genius like this was destined to achieve something as he climbed the steps of the arcane!
And his mentor would naturally share in that glory.
But quite a few people seemed to have that idea, and they would not get their turn.
After all, two principal members of the