"Hum~"

With the pale blue portal closing behind him, Dick, who had put on the silver armor again, appeared in the visitor reception center in Dalaran with his helmet in his arms, and Miss Gianna, who was in a good mood, took Dick's arm and pulled him to look around curiously, and walked out of the room that was almost completely wrapped in pale blue magic crystals and psychedelic light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When he really stepped into this city of mages, which was almost as long as the history of mankind, even though Dick had prepared in his heart, he was still shocked by this huge city full of exotic scenery, and he was almost speechless.

Dick had already seen the city of Silvermoon in Quel'Salas, and frankly speaking, in terms of scale and momentum, Dalaran was not comparable to the magical kingdom that had been established for nearly 7,000 years, in fact, when the complete city of Dalaran came into Dick's eyes, he knew that the city was not even a third of the city of Silvermoon.

But even so, the eyes are full of violet and blue-white towers of towering mages, and the solemn and neat magic avenue shuttles back and forth, the figure wearing magic robes, although there is no novelty from the magic brooms and mana structures that can be seen everywhere in Silvermoon City, but the friendly attitude of the people, and the strange clothes, still make Dick feel the unique vitality of this magic city.

Unlike the majesty of Silvermoon, this human city built in the middle of Lake Lordamere and the Alterac Mountains gives a surging enthusiasm, or more precisely, the semblance of a high degree of freedom of thought and lifestyle.

The mages are always the wisest group of people in this world, they see through the appearance of the world, and use the most suitable way to rule the weakest, but also the most powerful country in the human federation, which is almost the most free place in the whole world.

From its inception to the present, Dalaran has always adhered to this idea, and this open concept of rule is also the most basic reason why Dalaran can be so prosperous.

It only took ten minutes for Dick to take Gianna's hand and walk around the streets of Dalaran in a very comfortable and relaxed mood, which somewhat made Miss Gianna a little curious, as a mage who had grown up in Dalaran since she was a child, she had seen more than once the amazement and discomfort on the faces of those nobles when they came to Dalaran for the first time.

"Why do you always look at me?"

Dick, who was picking and choosing at the vendor's stall selling magic items, suddenly glanced back at the curious eldest lady, he stretched out his hand to help the eldest lady smooth the messy hair on her forehead, and scraped the bridge of her nose dotingly, this intimate act made the eldest lady's pretty face turn crimson, she lowered her head shyly, but the other hand was hidden on Dick's waist, turning 180 degrees.

"Shhhhh

Dick gasped, looking at the hawker's appearance of wanting to laugh and not daring to laugh, Lord Paladin snorted coldly, quickly picked up three inconspicuous things from the dazzling stalls, threw down a few gold coins, and left with the slender waist of the eldest lady.

Leaving the pale hawker, holding the gold coin and crying without tears, desolate in the wind.

Having eyes that can view the information of items, unless it is a highly sealed secret weapon, this kind of pediatric "luck" is not difficult for Dick at all, and the three trinkets he took away are the "treasures" at the bottom of the box pressed by the peddler.

A few minutes later, Dick sat in a small mage tower to the right of the Violet Tower, Gianna's residence in Dalaran and the mage tower that Antonidas once owned, and at the table opposite him, the wise Antonidas, the Crassus, who had a relationship, and another female archmage wearing a gold-background saffron robe, were sitting.

This is simply the scene of three sessions.

However, Dick is also a "big man" who talks and laughs with the two Sun Kings before and after, so naturally he will not feel timid about this small scene, in fact, if it were not for the imminent war, Dick would not have chosen this time to come to Dalaran.

Although the Ash Messenger stood very upright in front of the great right and wrong, and he was also a comrade-in-arms worthy of reliance on the battlefield, he was a stubborn old nobleman after all, and the old Mograine's style and aristocratic thinking made him more and more unaccustomed to Dick's "misconduct" in the Stratholme Warband.

Although the personal relationship is not bad, in business, the old knight has drifted away from Dick, 3 days ago, the supplies sent from the Chapel of the Wish of Light were less than a third, and the warband priest Lady Whitemayne and a quarter of the priest were transferred, this is the old Mograine's "warning".

For this kind of stinking and hard stone, but also a hero on the side of justice, Dick's lack of political intelligence and fighting skills makes him look like a wild dog who sees a hedgehog, and he doesn't know where to start... The analogy may seem a bit inappropriate to say, but that's the way it is.

For the requirements of the noble nature of the Holy Light and the Holy Knight and the Knights of the Silver Hand, this is almost the bottom line that Old Mograine has insisted on all his life, and the situation of the Stratholme Wargroup was suddenly embarrassing when the Grand Knight Uther, who acted as a relaxation zone, broke away from the Silver Hand, Da Sohan ignored government affairs, Old Fording's attitude was unclear, and Ethanlien and the Valley of the Hearth were completely dependent.

Dick believed that if it weren't for the fighting in the Sidaronmere region and the participation of the Stratholme Warband, I am afraid that a series of sanctions would have fallen on his head.

But old Mograine has his own beliefs, and Dick also has it! He knows that the "rule of chaos" is coming, and the cultivation of civilian paladins is definitely a strategy that he cannot give up, and Dick is not very panicked, unlike old Mograine, Dick clearly knows that the so-called victory over the "undead" will not appear in a short time, at least within 5 years, and 5 years is enough time for him to do a lot of things.

And Dick is not without a backhand, at least on Quel'Salas's side, Kael'thas through the newly created leader of the Blood Knights, Dick's old comrade-in-arms Myrah-Dawnblade, more than once vaguely mentioned the idea of recruitment, if the old Mograine did too much, Dick would not mind taking the entire Stratholme clan into the command of the Phoenix Dynasty.

Belch... The topic is a little further away, so let's turn our gaze back to Dalaran.

It's definitely not a pleasant thing to chat with mages, especially the archmages with strong mental power, especially when facing three archmages at once, Dick has to think carefully about every word, learning from the astral mage Medivan This kind of nonsense can fool old Mograine, but it definitely can't fool the three in front of him, they are all guys who have really dealt with Medivan.

"Knight Dick, let's talk openly and honestly. ”

Antonidas didn't speak, but the red dragon mage Crassus said first,

"Master Gianna has submitted a report on "Analysis of Special Artifacts and Energy Classifications" to the Kenrito Council as her graduation thesis, and frankly, the gold content of this paper has surprised the Council of Six, and it is hard to believe that there is such a strange theory in this world that we have not noticed. But, I suppose, you should explain to the Council of Six the origin of this forbidden knowledge. ”

This kind of forced and question-style questions should have made Dick angry, but Dick's face was surprisingly peaceful, what else could he do? Your girlfriend is going to write a graduation thesis, can you still slap her in the face? You have to find a way to fill the hole you dug yourself!

Dick touched his cheek, he smashed his mouth, and regretted it a little, maybe a hot kiss from Miss Gianna was not enough for the things he was about to say?

"Uh... On this issue... You know, Medivan..."

Before Dick's nonsense could be made, Antonidas, who was kind and kind, opened his mouth with a smile,

"Medivan was taught by her mother, the last generation of Tirisfa Guardian Egwene, since she was a child, and also received an aristocratic education from her father, Neras Aylan, the royal archmage of the Stormwind Kingdom, he has a very arrogant personality, in fact, I am also good friends with Medivan before the big change of temperament, he is a very sane person, and he doesn't care much about things other than magic and mages. ”

Well, the old mage is a naked slap in the face, and his meaning is very clear: stop fooling about Medivan, even if he becomes a ghost creature, the arrogant astral mage will not surrender his identity, and have nothing to do with a big-headed soldier, let alone teach and so on.

Dick was silent, he really didn't know how to continue, the facts about Nogannon and the world turned around were too terrifying, although there was no restriction on the characters in the plot that could not be revealed, but judging from the reaction of Liadeline, the only one who knew the truth, if Dick really admitted that he had a relationship with the Titans, his best fate would be to be used as guinea pigs by these crazy mages.

Never doubt an archmage's passion for the unknown!

Dick swept his gaze over the three archmages in front of him, and finally on the blazing red dragon mage Crassus, and he gritted his teeth.

I'm sorry, Nozdorm, brother dumped you with a pot, you shouldn't mind, right? It's a big deal, brother will find a way to help you reverse the future of the Bronze Dragon's depravity in the future, so, this pot, you can carry it with peace of mind!

"Uh... Now that I've said that, I won't hide it from you, in fact, this knowledge has been accidentally acquired by me in many time travels. ”

Dick's eyes were a little strange, and finally landed on Crassus, who seemed to be a little suspicious,

"You should know that there are many powers in this world that can travel through time, such as the most mysterious of the time kings, His Majesty Nozdorm..."

"Hum~"

As soon as Dick mentioned the name, the last time it had been seen on the coast of East Daron Mill was at one point, and the entire room of the Mage's Tower was shrouded in a yellowish light, and everyone except Crassus was stuck in a moment of standstill.

"Little one... Dare to use my name to swagger, you are the first... But considering what you've done in Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas, this time, I'll leave you alone... Don't take it as an example!"

Nozdorm's deep voice rang in Dick's ears like a yellow bell, and Dick was a little dizzy in front of him, and he shook his head, and then he saw Crassus's incredulous gaze.

"You... You can actually communicate with Lord Nozdorm... It's unbelievable that the bronze dragon is about to reappear on the world?"

Dick looked at Crassus's trembling fingers, feeling a little embarrassed, he scratched his head, and said to Crassus,

"You see, that's the way it is, so... Let's stop talking about that, shall we?"

Before Crassus could speak, a pale yellow light appeared on Antonidas's body, which eliminated the power of time that Nozdom had left in the air, and the old mage looked at Dick with great caution, whispered a few words to Crassus, and finally touched his beard,

"Very well, so let's talk about Ebony Cold. ”