Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 12 The Grizzly Brotherhood ([-])

Amy is 12 years old this year. She has never seen her father since she can remember. She lived with her mother and brother in a room less than 20 square meters. A sensible child takes care of his younger brother while doing what he can.

One day the church distributed relief meals for free in the civilian area. With the favor of the god of luck, Amy received the relief meal, plus her mother’s salary, which could feed the whole family for a day. Although the black bread in the bread soup had some sawdust, but Feeling full after eating is the happiest thing.

From then on, Amy would come to the relief meal place to wait early every day. There were successes and failures. Amy found that although she was short, she was very fast compared to those homeless and old people. As long as she rushed to the front, today's You can be full.

Today is also the same as before, Amy rushed forward desperately, God bless, she was actually ranked first, and it was a full day. The difference from the past is that the record today is a blond high elf , This is rare in the civilian area, and I can brag with my friends for a week when I go back.

Just as Amy was desperately protecting her position, a strong man stepped in from the side and pushed Amy out of the team in two or three strokes. Could it be that he was going to be hungry again today?

"No!" Amy shouted, hugging the strong man's thigh, pushing desperately, trying to regain her position.

In the scene before Karl's eyes, a strong man punched and kicked a child, and the child tightly hugged the strong man's thigh and did not let go.

"Dangdangdang!"

Carl knocked on the table and said to the strong man, "Hey, don't you feel ashamed to jump in line and compete with a child for a seat?"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm from the Grizzly Brotherhood," the brawny man said proudly,
"In this area, our Grizzly Bear Brotherhood is the boss, and it doesn't matter whoever comes!" After speaking, he turned and shouted to the people behind: "Do you have any objections to me jumping in line?"

People looked at him in fear, the strong man turned around triumphantly, and kicked the child out of the team.

"Grizzly Brotherhood? Defias Brotherhood is useless!"

"The Mage's Hand."

Raising his hand to throw the strong man out of the team, Carl said to the strong man: "Either go to the back line, or get out, don't let me say it a second time!"

"Huh? Apprentice mage? Wait!" The strong man spat on the ground and left the square.

He took out the paper and quill, registered Amy's name, and handed Amy the number with 1 written on it.

"Brother mage, can I get two copies?" Amy looked at Carl and said carefully.

"My child, it's better not to."

The two female priests glared at Karl, and said to Karl angrily: "It's inhumane, you don't understand the situation, look how pitiful this child is!"

"I'm thinking of you." Carl turned to them.

"Lord Tang Chao! Let's give little Amy a bowl of bread soup!" Seeing that persuading Carl was ineffective, the two female priests turned their eyes to the pastor again and begged in a low voice.

"No," Carl frowned. "You give little Amy 2 bowls of bread soup, which is unfair to other people who receive relief meals."

"There are only so many bowls every day. If one person gets an extra bowl, one person will not get it."

"But... I didn't think too much about it, I just think little Amy is too pitiful," an apprentice pastor defended.

"I have a way," Carl took out the magic pocket, took out the money bag from it, took a silver coin in his hand, and put it in Little Amy's hand, "Little Amy, this is a silver coin, bring it back The house is handed over to my mother, I don't think I will have to worry about being hungry for a while!"

Looking at the back of little Amy leaving, Carl couldn't help complaining in his heart: "This is really a world where only I am hurt. I am really a good person. I am almost dying of poverty, and I pretend to be a big dog to help others!"

Maintain the order of relief meals +20 experience.

Total experience: 380.

……

"Number two, Bill."

"Number Three, Dorian."

……

"Number two, Bill."

"Number Three, Dorian."

.......
"Number 30, Guilliman."

Looking at the person in front of him, Karl was puzzled. What appeared in front of him was a human being, wearing an old mage robe. The robe was a little white due to too many washings. There were a few patches on the hem of the robe. Very hard-working mage apprentice.

In the human world or the world of high elves, mage is a hot profession. Whether it is studying magic in Dalaran or living in a human city, you can live a good life.

"Miss Guilliman, are you a mage apprentice?" Carl asked, putting down the quill in his hand.

Under Karl's gaze, Guilliman lowered his head, pulled the collar of the apprentice's robe to cover his face, and said in a mosquito-like voice, "Yes, sir."

"We are here to help the poor who are hungry every day. You are an apprentice mage, so you don't need to receive relief meals, right?"

"I'm sorry to disturb you," Guilliman saluted, a flush of shame appeared on Guilliman's face, and he ran out of the crowd with his head bowed.

"Come back," Carl handed over the work in his hands to an apprentice priest, and chased him out, only to see Guilliman's figure gradually disappearing.

"The Mage's Hand."

The body of Guilliman who was running was floating in the air, his feet left the ground, and he flew backwards. Then he stepped on the ground with both feet, and when he turned around, he saw the light of the magic spell in Cal's hand that had not been extinguished.

"I just want to know about your situation," Karl explained, "Why do apprentice mages in Dalaran fall to such a low level?"

Through communicating with Guilliman, Karl understands Guilliman's situation.

It has been 2 years since Guilliman came to Dalaran. His family has fallen into poverty, and he lives with his two younger sisters. In the apprenticeship test, her arcane and water and fire elemental affinities were respectively DCC, and her arcane affinity was only D.

Generally speaking, the recognized standard in the mage world is that only an arcane affinity of C or above is possible to become a mage. The chance of becoming a mage with arcane affinity D is very slim. Guilliman did not give up, hoping to become a mage one day.

No mage is willing to leave an apprentice with arcane affinity and only D. She has become one of the few mage apprentices in Dalaran who has no mentor and is not recognized by the mage association.

While taking care of his sister while studying in Dalaran, she soon ran out of money, and could only make ends meet by working for mages. However, his arcane affinity was only D, and he made frequent mistakes in spell experiments and copying scrolls. The mage is willing to hire him, reduced to the point of receiving a handout meal.

"Sir, are you a mage?" Guilliman asked cautiously.

"I am," Karl immediately understood what she meant from Guilliman's eyes, "but I will not keep you as my apprentice!"

"Arcane affinity D, the hope of becoming a mage is very slim. Even if I become a mage, I am afraid that I will be a junior mage for the rest of my life."

The flames of hope were extinguished in Guilliman's eyes.

"Miss Guilliman, I have a suggestion." Karl stood up, smiling encouragingly, and said to Guilliman, "You can try to become a governess. I believe that many Dalaran nobles would like to hire someone who can spell tutor."

Karl helped Guilliman analyze: "First of all, you are a nobleman, you know noble etiquette, you can also read and write, and you are still a mage apprentice, you can give children magical enlightenment, and the most important thing is that you can be a tutor at the same time. Continue your spell research in Dalaran!"

"thank you, sir."

Watching Guilliman bow and leave the square, Karl turned and continued distributing relief meals.

　I'm sorry, Little Amy didn't handle this paragraph well, and it has been revised again. I didn't grasp the details well in my first writing, and I didn't express myself clearly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)