Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

It has been two days since Anasteria issued the mobilization order. Although there was some chaos in the entire Silvermoon City in these two days, it was still calm on the whole.

It is worth mentioning that Kael'thas Sunstrider teleported back from Dalaran the next day after receiving Anasterian's order.

"Father!"

Anasterian raised his head from behind the table, saw that it was Kael'thas, quickly stood up and walked towards his beloved son, giving him a big hug.

"You are back, Kael'thas!"

"Yes, Father," Kael'thas said with a nod after parting from Anasteria, "I packed my luggage immediately after receiving your order, and returned to Dalaran through the portal early this morning. Silvermoon City. How is the battle at the front?"

Anasterian dragged Kael'thas to the next room. He asked the adjutant to pour two glasses of wine rich in arcane magic, and then let him back down.

"Come on, Kael'thas, let's taste the wine first."

Seeing that Anasteria was so calm, Kael'thas could only suppress the impatience in his heart, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down, and then his eyes suddenly widened.

"Father, this wine?" Kael'thas was a little shocked by the taste and efficacy of this wine, he couldn't wait to pick up the wine bottle on the table, and quickly poured himself another glass.

"Yes, it can alleviate our magic addiction." Anasteria said while sipping the sky blue liquor, "To be honest, I was also shocked at first, because there are so many drinks that contain magic power, But there are few wines as soft and cheap as this."

"What's it called?" Kael'thas looked at the wine.

"Moonlight," Anasteria said, a term more like that of relatives on the other side of the sea.

"..." Kael'thas frowned, "This name is too..."

"It doesn't suit our temperament, does it?" Anasterian finished his drink, "but that's what I'm going to tell you, my boy, that arrogance overshadows Quel'Thalas. eyes."

Kael'thas looked puzzled.

"What do you think of the human race?" Anasteria suddenly changed the subject.

Kael'thas was caught off guard, but he thought for a while before answering: "They have a short lifespan, but they are full of enthusiasm for life. Take Dalaran as an example. Many people are very talented and can do things in their short life. Achievements that far exceed ours, and develop all kinds of magic that we can't even imagine."

"You must be wondering why I asked you that?"

"Father, please make it clear."

"When Quel'Thalas was first established, the former King Dath'Remar and the first members of the Council were just like the human beings you saw. They loved life and were tenacious. It was their hard work that led to the present glorious The magical empire of Quel'Thalas.

But in the past four thousand years, the elves have changed their appearance. We have discarded our traditions. The members of the parliament are crazily intriguing with the royal family, fighting for power and profit, and our mages are also greedy for life and fear of death. Has degenerated into a waste elf who knows how to eat, drink and play, and is drunk every day! "

Anasteria became more and more excited as he spoke. He stood up and pointed out the window. The thick magic power continued to surge, and the air was filled with arcane energy again. Kael'thas looked around and found that it was everyone in the council. The Magister's Mage Tower, surrounded by layers of arcane energy like a tulle, glistens against the sunlight.

"Kael'thas, have you seen the seven tall mage towers? Each mage tower occupies a very good node of the magic net. What do you think it should look like inside? It is so precious that you can't see the end at a glance. Books? All kinds of rare materials that are difficult to see?

However, apart from the great magister, the remaining councilors count as one,

Each tower is filled with all kinds of precious jewels and arcane crystals! They discarded their knowledge like nothing, and never developed spells. All they thought about was how to rely on their own power to seek greater benefits for the family!

Most importantly, they even want to seize the right to use and control the Sunwell! "

"Father, why don't you let me stay and help you?"

Anasterian breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head after controlling the magic power of rampage: "Kael'thas, my child, do you think I don't want to? The reason why I put you in Dalaran is because of these things. Before my strength reached its peak, the councilors asked me to forcefully send you away so that they could better control the Sunwell.

If I hadn't made another breakthrough in the past two years and improved the absorption and control of the Sunwell's energy to a higher level, believe me child, you still can't come back. "

"...." Kael'thas looked at the mage's tower in the distance silently, without speaking.

"Okay, Kael'thas, I'm not telling you this to make you anxious, but to tell you that the kingdom is facing a dilemma. This dilemma is caused by many reasons, and I have some ideas about the solution. Remember the wine I gave you just now?"

"?" Kael'thas showed doubts on his face.

"This is the wine produced in the Farstrider Fortress. You haven't heard of the Farstrider Fortress, have you?" Kael'thas shook his head.

"It's a strange little guy from the Windrunner family, he's different from all the elves I've seen." Anasteria seemed to think of something, and laughed, "Well, you gather in Silvermoon City first The mage, and then go to Tarquilin to accept the dispatch of Creevey Windrunner, and then you will have a chance to meet."

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Night in Silvermoon Forest, jungle to the east of the ruins of the Temple of the Sun.

"You are back, Lor'themar, how is it?" Taranas asked.

"The situation is not good, Captain Taranas, I saw some strange things, these trolls seem to be offering sacrifices, and there must be some big people stationed inside, I saw two trolls have been accepting other Troll's salute." Lor'themar said in a low voice, taking off the hood on his head.

Taranas frowned. They had been lying in ambush here all day, watching the trolls keep coming in and out of the Sun Temple, carrying all kinds of things, including the corpses of elves, and all kinds of things. decorations.

"How about this, Kars, you lead five people to the troll camp on the south side of the main road and set a fire to attract the attention of the trolls. Lor'themar, let's take the lead in the raid after the fire starts, don't be too fond of fighting, we can kill the leader most!"

"Yes, Captain!"

After speaking, Kars led his team and moved along the edge of the jungle to the south side. Taranas ordered the remaining rangers to prepare in a low voice.

"It's on fire!"

Accompanied by the cries of the trolls, a group of dazzling flames lit half the sky red, and the sleeping trolls were awakened one after another and rushed to the south to put out the fire.

Taranas and Lor'themar concealed their whereabouts and led the rest of the team to sneak around the Sun Temple.

"Captain, look!" The female ranger Deborah behind the two pointed to the cage in the distance and the messy corpses in the open space.

"Deborah, stay alert! Lor'themar, come with me!"

The two quietly approached the cage, and seeing the only two elves inside, Lor'themar could not help but take out a sharp short knife and cut off the wood.

Taranas walked in, he patted the male elf, and then the two elves woke up in a daze.

"Who are you?" Looking at the well-equipped Taranas in front of him, the elf was still awake.

"Don't talk nonsense! Can you still go?" Taranas asked anxiously.

"Is there any arcane crystal? I, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Here, you two take a sip to relax, we have to leave here immediately." Taranas handed over a small wine jug, which was filled with the special "Moonlight".

Then he helped the two elves out of the cage. He ignored what the male elves said, and said directly to Deborah: "Lead a few people and take them out first, and Lor'themar and I will do some more scouting." .”

Deborah and the others helped the two weak elves to leave quickly, and Lor'themar continued to follow Taranas into the Temple of the Sun quietly.

At this moment, a troll voice sounded: "Who is it?!"