"The lair of the evil magician...... Countless treasures...... A chance to become a hero of the Seven Kingdoms...... Gordon, the famous adventurer of Azeroth, gathers like-minded companions and explores the Last Guardian's Mage Tower to gain wisdom, wealth, and fame...... Interested parties should go to the Zhennan militia training camp on the morning of the 16th day of the foggy month. ”

Isabella read the flyer in her hand intermittently, and smiled sarcastically, "Want to go to Medivan's Magic Tower? ”

Ever since the fallen Guardian Medivan was killed by Ser Lothar and the Khadgar Raider, the mage tower in Karazhan has been haunted, tyrannical magical energy has flowed, time and space have been distorted, and a large number of monsters and demons from otherworlds have burrowed through those 'gates' to Azeroth...... Out of respect for the Last Guardian and nostalgia for their teacher, Sir Lothar and the Grand Wizard Khadgar did not plunder the treasures of the Magic Tower, which attracted countless adventurers who coveted the power and wealth of the Guardians...... Go and die.

Even Isabella, who has always lived in a hilly city, knows that challenging the Magic Tower of the Fallen Guardian is a ridiculous and self-defeating act.

"Hmm...... Misty Moon ...... According to the ancient High Elves, this person was either an old elf or a pretentious fellow. Loria bowed her head slightly, a strange glint in her big crimson eyes, "How about letting them lead the way......?" Sounds like it was meant for me. ”

"You're not stupid enough to die, are you?"

Isabella frowned tightly, the foreboding she had been hanging in her heart since Loria picked up the leaflet when she went out to forage for food, "Don't go!

"Do you know who the master is?" Loria rolled her eyes and said, "I've made up my mind, I don't want to let my soul die slowly here, I'm going to pursue what belongs to me." ”

"Medivan's Magic Tower doesn't belong to you. ”

"How do you know if you don't go? Maybe it's waiting for me right there?"

If you use the metaphor of the immortal Night Elves. Loria is probably at the stage of a young elf now...... Realizing his eternal life and being confused by it, he began to yearn for an extraordinary life...... Obviously, their lives have just begun.

Of course, these young bear children naturally have their parents to clean up. A few more beatings will always be realistic...... However, in this past time, there was no existence that could restrain Loria.

"It seems that I can only use my fists to admonish the ignorant little master. Isabella threw away the flyer. Take a step forward, ready to manipulate Loria's perception as before, tying her up and locking her in the cupboard until she calms down.

"The view!"

The moment the water elemental girl's body revealed from nothingness, Loria's vision paused strangely, and when she recovered, Isabella had been cornered by the scenery, and the surrounding wallpaper was torn apart by water magic.

"Been together for so long. Do you really think I don't understand your weaknesses?"

Loria clasped her hands around her chest and said with a smirk, "Your perception manipulation can only be effective against one target at a time...... And it seems to have excellent effects only on humans. ”

As Loria had guessed, Isabella had no control over the elemental creatures at all, and judging from her previous battles with Loria, she didn't have any good countermeasures to magical attacks - she might be Loria's nemesis, but she wasn't a rival to the scenery at all.

Isabella bowed her head deeply, her face was dark, and she was silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "You won...... At least let me follow you and carve an epitaph for you. ”

"How can there be a maid who curses her master's death!" Loria glared at Isabella. With a wave of his hand, he returned the scenery to the water elemental plane, "Wait and see, I'm going to have my own mage tower." ”

This act of trusting the other party's promise made Isabella feel a little better.

Later certain facts turned out. Isabella underestimated Loria, and Loria underestimated the remnants of Medivan's magic.

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Two days after the 16th day of the so-called Foggy Moon, Loria began to buy supplies in the town of Shining Gold, and even bought two fine horses from the East Valley Lumberyard, Isabella complained about her wasteful behavior of buying many materials that she might not need at all, but Loria had her own logic: maybe these seemingly useless things could save your life at some point.

Well, it's always good to be a little more prepared.

In the early morning of the night of the full red moon, a large number of people gathered outside the militia training ground in the south of the town, and most of them came to see the excitement. The number of people who came to apply was quite large, far exceeding the number requested by the promoter - ten including himself.

Gordon is a bearded man. He doesn't look like a 'famous adventurer' from the outside, but the huge heavy sword on his back is quite capable of bluffing. Those who have good deeds have unwarranted speculation that he may be a strong man.

'It looks so heavy, the orcs can't lift it......

Heckled by the crowd and the panicked militia, Gordon jumped on a tree stump and let the people of the small adventuring group show off - it didn't matter whether it was a proud skill or a fight, and the judges were naturally Gordon and the crowd of onlookers.

Among the recruits were some of the best people, such as a bald man who could pick an axe and split a large old wood at once, and there were also unemployed young people with high blood who came to become the heroes of the so-called Seven Kingdoms, but they couldn't even figure out how to use the dagger.

Admiration, laughter, and boos erupted, and Gordon triumphantly stood on the stump and pointed at the people he fancied, three women and five men, all of whom were hand-to-hand combat types, except for a female priest who appeared here for some unknown reason.

Loria, dressed in a delicate tiered tulle dress, led her pony and squeezed in, followed by Isabella, the maid and the maid's horse full of large bags of luggage, and they looked like noble ladies and poor maids who were going on a long journey.

In fact, Isabella's weight-bearing capacity is very strong...... Hawkers, after all, it's half a machine.

"Leave me a pit!"

Loria shouted a black language that no one else could understand.

The crowd of onlookers pondered for a moment and understood what she meant, and they all smiled and bent over, and the frivolous men hiding in the crowd whistled at her and Isabella.

Loria frowned, she didn't like it, and held out her finger at the stump at the feet of the man who was grinning and laughing at her.

The ice arrow hit the stump accurately, and the spreading magical ice even froze the man's feet.

"That's you! Miss Magician!"

Gordon didn't care about his frozen feet, and opened his arms excitedly towards Loria. (To be continued)

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