Anomaly Of Warcraft

The members of Dalaran, Violet Castle, and Kirin Tor’s six-member council each have their own mage tower.

This is not only a status symbol, but also a need for work.

In the world of the mage, strength determines treatment, and ability determines power.

Although that is the case, Antonidas is not the strongest in Dalaran.

As the prince of Quel'Thalas, Guy El'thas is almost the strongest in Dalaran.

The reason that Guy Elsas is almost the strongest is because there is still an inhuman presence.

Krasus, the youngest spouse of the Red Dragon Queen, and the most beloved descendant, aliased to Borrell, mixed in the human world and became a member of the Kirin Tor's six-member parliament.

Only a handful of people know the true identity of Krasus, and Guy Elsas is one of them.

"Krasus, I have some questions I want to ask you, and I hope you can answer them truthfully."

Inviting the red dragon to his mage tower, Guy Elsas entertained the guests with the best morning dew.

"Guy Elsas, I have said more than once, called me Borrell, my identity is very useful, I don't want to be exposed because of your big mouth." Krasus smelled the wine like moonlight. The body is relaxed, but the tone is serious.

"Borrel, you should believe in my magic skills, even Antonidas, it is impossible to eavesdrop on our conversation without disturbing me."

Although Guy Elsas didn't care about it in his tone, he honestly changed his name for the red dragon.

"Let's talk, there is something you want to prove to me."

Archmage Borrell drank everything from his glass in one gulp and burped comfortably.

"My exile is expected to end. I need a guarantee, my friend."

Guy Elsas refilled Borrell for another glass, then sat aside and waited for the Red Dragon Mage's answer.

"Oh, it turns out that you were exiled. Who would dare to be exiled as a prince? You want to ask me for any guarantee?"

Borel responded with a frivolous tone and an indifferent attitude, but the latter didn't care.

"Everyone is a well-informed person, let go of your disguise, Krasus, even if you are Alexstrasza's favorite darling, it is not a wise choice to offend Quel'Dorei's future king."

Guy Elsace's words were harsh, but his expression was still warm as the sun at nine o'clock in the morning.

"Well, you say, I listen, but there is no guarantee that you will get the guarantee you need."

Krasus put down his cynical disguise, put down the wine glass in his hand, and prepared to listen carefully to what Guy Elthas wanted to say.

"The power struggle in Silvermoon City is very fierce. In order to protect me and allow me to accumulate merits, my father made me be responsible for the affairs of Silvermoon City in Dalaran. To be honest, although the life in Violet Castle is very easy and comfortable, it is for me. Said that this is exile. Antonidas is not helpful to the improvement of my magic level. On the contrary, it is me, our elves of Quel'Dorei, who are constantly helping mankind to improve their magical attainments. The human kingdom is like a piece of magic. The desert, Dalaran is just an oasis in the desert. I was exiled by my father in the name of love. I was squeezed out of the glory of the sun well by the guys in the council with merit and career." Guy After Sath said this, he took his wine glass and drank it, and then continued, "Now, the opportunity is in front of me, Quel'Thalas has been invaded by the Horde, and those dirty trolls have colluded with the orcs. , Joined the tribe, and my father is going to call me back to lead the army to fight against the rebellion. This is an opportunity, an opportunity for me to return to the center of Silvermoon City's full power."

"Then, what does this have to do with me."

Borel looked suspiciously at Guy Elsas.

"Enough, Krasus, the red dragon chose the tribe and the orcs. Everyone is not a fool. I want you to promise that when I lead the battle, there will be no red dragon in the sky above my army. I want you to promise. , My comeback show is perfect, and there will be no accidents because of your red dragon."

Guy Elsas put away the gentle smile he had exercised for hundreds of years, his handsome face was full of hideous fierceness.

"Guy Elsas, let's be friends."

"Calculate."

"Then I don't want to lie to you, I can't give you any guarantee, because I belong to your majesty, and all red dragons belong to the king. I'm sorry, I am not the king of red dragons. I can only try to contact some guys I know well. That's all. You know, you Quel'dorei elves should know that the red dragon has a split attitude towards you elves, humans, dwarves, and those dwarfs, and all creatures including trolls. If not for your majesty Repeatedly emphasizing the preciousness and equality of life, some guys in the Red Dragon Legion have long wanted to start a battle of purification. Sorry, Guy Elsas, I don't want to deceive you, I can't give you any guarantee."

Krasus sighed long.

"So, can I meet the Red Dragon Queen through you?"

Guy Elsas asked cautiously.

"I can help you convey this request, but I'm afraid you can't wait."

Krasus narrowed his mouth and made a regretful expression.

"Is that so? It's a shame then."

Guy Elsas didn't force it either, just helped Krasus fill up the wine again.

"Guy El'thas, you Quel'Dorei elves are also longevity species, and your magic talent is so good, why waste energy in power?"

Krasus, or Archmage Borrell asked.

"Because I am the son of Anastrian, the heir of Dathremar, the heir of the Sunstrider Dynasty, and the prince of all the Quel'dorei elves."

Guy Elsas replied.

"Well, my friend, although I can't give you what you want, as a friend, the headquarters can let you go home empty-handed."

Krasus drank the wine again, then stood up, took a ring from his arms and put it on his hand.

"In the name of the oath-binder of life, the guardian of all living beings, and the great king of red dragons, I bestow Guy Iersas. The sunstrider has limited strength. Within a year, you will have resilience like a dragon. ."

The hand of Krasus wearing the ring showed signs of dragonization in the process of blessing.

"Make good use of my blessings, Guy Elsas."

"Thank you, my friend, but what I want more is the promise of the Red Dragon Corps."

Guy Elsa Stanran accepted the red dragon's blessing, and then embraced Krasus.

Leaving the tower of Guy Er'thas, Krasus returned to his mage tower.

Before entering the bedroom, I heard the sound of chewing through the door.

"Alahu Akbar!"

Holding his wand in hand, Krasus pushed open the door, and what he didn't dare to do was the blow of an arcane storm.

However, after the room was in a mess, the clicking sound remained. Krasus followed the sound and looked down. A little dwarf was eating potato chips against the wall next to the door.

"Oh, kid Krasus, long time no see, this frizzy temper hasn't changed."

"Crack, click."

Krasus closed the door, and when nothing happened, he was going to Antonidas for another cup of tea.

As soon as he turned around, Chromie appeared in front of him again.

"Auntie, Auntie, Sister, what are you doing."

Krasus held his forehead speechlessly, what day did he encounter this catastrophe.

"I have news from Alexstrasza!"

Chromie shook the bag and found that the potato chips were all eaten, so he squeezed the paper bag into a ball and crushed it into powder ashes.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

In front of the Queen's news, Krasus could no longer calm down, and asked sternly.

"I know, your Red Dragon Legion is going crazy when you look for Alexstrasza. I never leave a name when I do good things, Chromie is the most anxious for justice, and I will take the time to inform you."

Chromie quickly praised my expression.

"what do you want?"

It wasn't the first time Krasus had dealt with a bronze dragon, and he asked straightforwardly.

"I want you to promise that the free red dragon will not intervene in the war in Quel'Thalas, and I want you to take special care of a person and ensure that he will not leave Dalaran within a year."

Chromie readily offered his own terms.

"Who?"

Krasus asked, frowning.

"Guy Elsas."

"Sorry, I can't do it."

"Then the previous requirements remain the same, and the latter can be changed."

Chromie did not insist either.

"Say."

"Ilusia Barov."

"Can."

Krasus readily accepted.

Carlos Barov, I prevented your sister's death for you, and you will accept this love from me in the future.

When Chromie explained to Krasus what happened to the Red Dragon Queen, he really thought of the battle not long ago.

Obviously, all the prerequisites have not changed, why the ending will change, and I am busy again.

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