Azeroth Monster Manual

#9 - A great harvest and a new journey

【You have obtained the achievement - The First Public Class of a Soul Mentor】

【You have successfully completed a public class】 {Audience must not be less than 100 people}

【The teaching material of Agamaggan's offspring has been consumed】

【The system will randomly select a random skill or 10% attribute from all attendees】 {Please click to confirm}

… …

【You have successfully completed a public class】 {Students must not be less than 100 people}

【The teaching material of the Eternal Dragon - Dragon Whelp has been consumed】

【The system will randomly select a random skill or 10% attribute from all attendees】 {Please click to confirm}

… …

“As expected”

Aier's lips curled up, and a happy look appeared in his eyes. ♦ ♦ ☞ ♦

No wonder Aier was so happy. The previous ‘teaching materials’ that he had painstakingly obtained were consumed after only teaching a few people. Although those who were taught were high-quality students such as Archmage Belo'vir and Sun King Anasterian.

“A man cannot get rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot gain weight without night grass. I am destined to be a soul mentor.”

【Number of extractions: 1863 people, times: 2】

【Too many extractions, please wait… …】

【Too many extractions, please wait… …】

A surge of massive unknown energy suddenly surged in Aier's body. He painfully hunched over and fell to the ground, his skin burning hot and emitting thick steam. This was a sign of energy overload.

A quarter of an hour later.

“I was too hasty.”

Aier patted the dust off his body and stood up as if nothing had happened. He suddenly began to be grateful for all the moments of being a non-European over the past three years.

“Grandpa, do you know how to dispel the violent effect on the EverSong sapling?”

“Oh? Tell me about it.”

【Your EverSong sapling teaching material has been consumed】

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Stamina from Belo'vir】

“Grandpa”

“Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have to.”

【Your… …】

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Resilience from Belo'vir】

… …

“Your Majesty, I think the style of clothing of the female officials in your palace is a bit outdated. Are you interested in ordering a batch of Sarona Workshop's magic looms? This is the latest version that imitates the Spindle Spider… …”

Anasterian: “That's interesting? Tell me about it.”

【Your Spindle Spider teaching material has been consumed】

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Stamina from Anasterian】

“Your Majesty… …”

“Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have to.”

【Your… … has been consumed】

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Stamina from Anasterian】

… …

In the past three years, Aier had given Archmage Belo'vir and Sun King these two high-quality students countless ‘private lessons’, which made these two high-ranking figures annoyed.

“Fortune does not favor the unlucky, and kryptonite cannot change fate. The ancients did not deceive me. 18 materials, and all I get is stamina or strength. Even Salorian praised me as a good seedling for a warrior.

Except for 【Cross-Realm Teleportation】, everything else is useless. I'm supposed to be a Grand Magister, and you're embarrassed to give me a skill like Light.”

“Hey, isn't that Seeker Solarian? I see you, Salorian, don't hide. Today I'll tell you about Stone Scarabs.”

… …

In this way, in the past three years, in addition to acquiring some strange skills, Aier also possessed a physique comparable to that of a high-level warrior.

“Let me see what good things there are.”

“Cooking, not bad.”

“Constantine 10% Agility? Who is this? I don't recognize him, next.”

“Peeping… …still a gentleman.”

… …

‘Basically, they are all useless skills. The attributes provided by nearly two thousand civilians are not as good as those given by Grandpa alone. It's better than nothing. The next step is the highlight.’

【Congratulations, you have obtained the skill: High-Level Stealth】

“Hey, hey, hey, Sanguinar actually dropped High-Level Stealth. This is a good start.”

Looking at the 【High-Level Stealth】 displayed on the system panel, Aier smiled happily.

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Strength from Belo'vir】

“Tch, Old Bel is just not good enough, next.”

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Intelligence from Salorian Sunseeker】

Aier: … … Putting you and Old Bel together could make a debut. I've even thought of a group name, called Brainless and Unhappy.

【Congratulations, you have obtained 10% Spell Power from Anasterian】

“Hey, this is the first time the iron tree has bloomed. Little An, you're standing up too.”

While checking the rewards, he slandered his old man, and the happy time passed quickly.

【Congratulations, you have obtained the skill: Disperse】

“The skill dropped by Von'derol? The signature life-saving skill of a Shadow Priest. I didn't expect you, Old Von, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, to betray the revolution. Ahem, abandon the Holy Light. Forget it, let the older generation solve their own problems.”

“Next is the popular link - scoring twice, this may be the happiness of trouble.” Aier tangled to check the system's second lottery.

… …

Before dawn, a long queue had formed outside the Sarona Breeding Base.

“John, why are you here too?”

“My daughter is about to enter the Falselin Academy to study the magic enlightenment class. The tuition fee for the first semester has not been collected yet. I'm here to try my luck and see if I can buy piglets. As long as I raise them and sell their skins, the money for my daughter to advance to a beginner mage will probably be enough.”

“Haha, making money is not shameful. Besides, Arow meat is really delicious. That taste is more than a little bit stronger than陸行鳥 ribs.”

“Let me tell you… …”

Five years have passed since that speech that shook the entire Quel'Thalas. This ancient country, as closed as a pool of stagnant water, has been subtly changed by Aier, a fresh blood who suddenly broke in.

“In these five years, Councilor Aier has done what he promised, to let some people get rich first.

He teaches civilians the breeding and value of Arow for free. He buys leather from civilians at high prices and makes various magic-resistant equipment to sell to the royal family at low prices.

He has been assassinated 36 times in the past five years without changing his will, and has truly reached the point of loving the people like his own children. The masses affectionately call him the Father of Arow to commemorate the wonderful changes he has brought to the people.

In that legendary speech, Master Aier donated Franchi's manufacturing blueprint to the country free of charge and assisted the mage troops in developing a new type of construct - the Arcane Guardian and the Arcane Annihilator.

According to insider news from the Mage Association, the engineering and alchemy blueprints contributed by Master Aier are a full two hundred years ahead of Dalaran. This is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for Silvermoon City, where the academic atmosphere is becoming increasingly thin.

In these five years, Councilor Aier came to Zul'Aman, on the border of the Ghostlands, to assist the Farstrider troops in repelling several small-scale troll invasions, and captured the Amani troll's eagle god, Akil'zon.

His appearance saved the lives of countless rangers and fiercely deterred the arrogant arrogance of the trolls. This is a small step for Councilor Aier, but it is a big step forward for Quel'Thalas.

In terms of people's livelihood, Master Aier has researched various convenient creations for the general public, such as electric fishing nets, magic looms, and civilian version butler robots.

This undoubtedly embodies the excellent qualities of Master Aier, who comes from the people and goes to the people.

… …

“A good son of the people, a good cadre of the country?”

“Can run horses on the arm, can stand people on the fist?”

“Father of Arow?”

“Is this the title that a carbon-based life can think of? Is this how you test cadres? Which cadre can't stand such a test?”

Aier, who had just returned from gathering wind in Kalimdor, pointed at the magic monthly report on the table and spoke volubly.

Belo'vir: You chose it, idol.

“I want to see which unscrupulous editor dares to arrange me like this.”

Aier angrily flipped through the second page of the newspaper, looking for the editor's name.

“Kainnel Sunblaze, I'm going to crush you!”

Aier's roar came from Belo'vir's mage tower.

Kainnel: “Why does my back feel so itchy? Forget it, I'll think about how to flatter Lord Aier later. Maybe if Lord Aier is happy, I can return to Falselin Academy and continue to be an associate professor.”

What Kainnel Sunblaze, the new editor of the Magic Monthly Report, did not know was that he was about to usher in the darkest moment of his life.

… …

“Are you really leaving? Aier, the position of the next Speaker of the Silvermoon Council will always be reserved for you. You must remember that the entire Quel'Thalas will always be your strongest backing.”

The Sun King looked at the young man in front of him with some reluctance.

Over the years, this half-grown child has been silently dedicating himself to Quel'Thalas in his own unique way. He, Anasterian, has seen it all.

Belo'vir Saloron: “Your Majesty, I'm not dead yet… …”

“Ahem, Aier, the temperature in Kalimdor is changeable, please take care of your health.”

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