"You know where the queen is, do you?" the elven mage asked Benny, his eyes fixed on Sylvanas' pure white longbow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"In the Temple of the Dragon's Sleep. Benny knew that the Red Dragon Queen would stay there when she had nothing to do, and that it was the breeding ground for the Red Dragons.

"Clay Ostraz can take you there, but I can't. The elven mage was still staring at the artifact, and the high priest's eyes lit up as she knew Kleistraz. "Not all dragons are as good at magic as Clyostraz, especially me. The elf finally opened his eyes, and he looked at his mage robes and smiled. "I'm wearing a mage robe, but that's only because it's comfortable. ”

"I have very important matters to see Her Majesty. Benny frowned, he couldn't teleport himself, and Clais Ostraz couldn't, the red dragon mage was completing the task that the bronze dragon had given him, and he wasn't here at all.

"About nightmares?" the elf's brow furrowed slightly.

"You know the nightmare?" Benny startled.

"I've been observing this place for a long time. The elf looked at the forest around them. "At first I thought it was just the demons of the Burning Legion, but I found some unusual creatures here. The elf looked thoughtfully at the High Priest. "A cursed creature, but not a demonic curse, they spread another curse in the forest, the nightmare you mentioned, the name of which Lethorne told me. ”

"Lethorne?" Benny's heart jumped slightly, it was the green dragon guarding the door of the Dream Gate of the Great Shade. "When did you see it?"

"About half a year ago, it told me to be careful about the power in the woods. The elf said.

"It's probably not that Leshorne now. Benny sighed, half a year is enough time for a nightmare to corrupt a giant dragon, not to mention just a juvenile dragon, none of these green dragons who guard the dream realm will be spared.

"What do you mean?" the elf frowned slightly.

"The Nightmare is corroding the Emerald Dream Realm on a large scale, and even the managers of the Dream Realm---- the Green Dragon Clan, cannot avoid this corrosion. Benny said with a solemn face. "I must meet the Queen, Mr. Osostraz, the Nightmare has caused more trouble than we can imagine, and the Great Lady has no control over it!"

"You mean, His Majesty Ysera can't contain the nightmare's erosion?" the elf was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Do you know the power of that great lady?"

"She knows better than herself!, Mr. Osostraz. ”

The elf retracted his smile as he took a few steps and looked at Benny carefully, his gaze finally resting on the mark on Benny's forehead.

"Your words are ridiculous, but I don't feel like I want to laugh. The elf stared at the mark with a solemn face. "You don't feel like you're talking big. ”

"What you see is the blessing of the Light. Benny pointed to the mark on his forehead. "The great life bonders have seen it, too. ”

"Does it allow you to see certain images?" the elf asked suddenly.

"Looks like you know something. Benny said.

"I don't know anything. The elf shook his head. "But your situation is not uncommon, such as the high priest beside you. The elf looked at Tyrande and continued. "It's not uncommon for many powers to give people the ability to 'foresee illusions,' and Cleo has shown me magic divination. ”

"The Light has told me something very bad, Mr. Osostraz. Benny raised his right hand, and there was a faint glow of light on it. "Is that okay?" he asked, asking the elf.

"Of course, the bearer of the Queen's Scale. "Of course, the mortals that the queen trusts, she can certainly trust.

The elf, who was a head taller than Benny, bowed his head slightly, and Benny stretched out his right hand, stopping two centimeters from the elf's forehead.

'Kaisha?'

'The spiritual world is closed, and the illusion is ready. Mechanical, but cordial to Benny's voice rang out.

'It's better not to let him find out anything. ’

No one can penetrate the Light. ’

Benny doesn't want to face the wrath of a full-grown dragon!

Taking a slight breath, the light in Benny's hand lit up violently.

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"Damn, can't you be careful? This is the third time this week! the third time! you idiot!" a dwarf yelled as he jumped to his feet and pointed at a human who was half his height.

The human scratched his head innocently.

"It really doesn't matter to me this time, Mentor Binnsyard, it's a stone bullet into the drive shaft of its leg. The human looked cautiously at the black smoke emitting from the machine beside him.

"Damn, why are you so stupid?!" the dwarf almost tried to pry his brain open with the wrench in his hand. "Why did you leave the driveshaft exposed? Who gave you permission to design that?" the gnome kicked the smoky machine. "Tell me, what did you design?"

"Autonomous handling machines?" said the human, cautiously and uncertainly.

"Good idea. The gnome nodded, but immediately changed back to its original form. "But what is made is just a pile of garbage!"

"But it can lift something heavier than a goblin harvester. The human lowered his head, trying to hide his somewhat unconvinced face. "It can lift 500 pounds!"

"Fool, I can see your face. The dwarf looked up with disdain, and the human immediately retracted his expression and became serious.

"Come here!" the dwarf tapped the smoky machine with the wrench in his hand, and the human cautiously stepped inside.

"Look here, your load-bearing system is well designed, but why do you use iron to make this load-bearing shaft? Don't you know that iron is brittle?! And here's -------."

The gnome pointed at the machine, the human apprentice nodded suddenly from time to time, and the Buddha in the distance smiled at this scene.

"How can I always see Bart scolded? Isn't he a good learner?" Bart was the son of a paladin, a clever young man who had just turned fifteen. His father was killed in battle against demons, her mother was killed in the invasion of the undead, and Stratholme recruited orphans for training, and he was chosen to study engineering.

"That's when you don't see the students who are studying 'metals'. Gavinrad held the hilt of his sword at his waist, his face sympathetic. "Those bearded voices can literally deafen people's ears. ”

"Huh. Verdingfur smiled. "I did see a student who practiced magic turned into a toad himself, and it took him a whole week for his tutor to help him remove the magic. ”

"These lads are good. Gavinrad said with a smile. "I've talked to paladins in the army, and their apprentices are good seedlings who can endure hardships. ”

"You're still not going to send those boys to the academy?" Fordin turned his head and continued with Gavinrad towards their destination, the guards behind him. "The Paladin Academy is about to be built, I've seen it, and the training ground there is no different from the army's training grounds. ”

"I'm just afraid that the academy will wear down their will. "Gavinrad went to see the Mage Academy, which was built a month ago, and the atmosphere there was ----- so relaxed! It wasn't supposed to be a 'soldier' environment.

"It's okay not to send it in when you're older, but it's always going to be sent in for those who are still young. Foding said. "Most of these children are illiterate, and they can't even understand the doctrine on their own. Fording patted Gavinrad's arm. "They can become a qualified paladin at the academy and then a qualified soldier on the battlefield, which is also what the Great Lord means. ”

"Well, I'll let those under the age of 16 go to the academy. Gavinrad nodded helplessly.

(To be continued.) )