Kleo Ostraz, who was incarnated as an elf, stood there with a smile, although it was inconspicuous, but the precipitation of his temperament for nearly 10,000 years made his whole body more elegant and calm than the oldest prince and nobleman of the elf race.

But it was precisely because of this that Lotherma felt unbelievable that she couldn't remember when there was a number one character among the blood elves that should be unforgettable. And the most incomprehensible thing for Lothima is that since the other party is also an elf, why would he turn his elbow outward and help outsiders slap his own clan in the face. You must know that the protection of the elves is as famous as the beauty and arrogance.

Not to mention Lotmar, even Rodman didn't understand. When did the elves have such an unruly mage again? If he was a member of the elven clan, it didn't make sense that he wouldn't have any impression as the highest level of mage. Even in the face of the magical oppression of Rodman, who was already at the level of the Grand Magus, his momentum did not fall behind at all. And the layman, the insider, Lotherma may not feel anything. But a cold sweat had already crept up on Rodman's back. He found that if it weren't for the fact that this mage was deliberately suppressing his own strength, his momentum would have been completely counterpressed by him without much effort.

Lotherma and Rodman were still in doubt. Anvina, who had already awakened, immediately sensed the movement of the magical element in the air. Although she knew that Claiostraz had already restrained her breath. But in the consciousness of the Sunwell part, the elves of Quel'Salas seemed to be children who had been nurtured by themselves, so Avena smiled and turned to Clyostraz and said. "Lord Claostraz. They're just kids. Her tone was like that of a spoiling mother pleading with outsiders for the harmless rudeness of her child.

Now that Anvena has opened her mouth to intercede, Clay Ostraz will naturally not refuse to give this face. Not to mention that he is not an aggressive and eventful person per se. Clais Ostraz smiled at Anvina, and restrained her magical element.

Clay Ostraz?

Neither Lotmar nor Rodman were shallow. After a few back-and-forth in my mind, I immediately remembered the identity of this person - the Prince of the Red Dragon.

However, at the same time, the two of them had new doubts in their hearts.

Who is Anvina? The two of them don't say anything else, just a fraction of their age is probably much older than Anvina. Anvina, however, spoke to Clyostraz in such an old-fashioned tone. And even more bizarre is that Clais Ostraz - the prince of the red dragon actually seems to accept her words. How much face is this?

Although the rumored Claostraz is known for her amiable and approachable image. But Lotmar and Rodman are not naïve enough to think that an ordinary human can be an equal in front of the Red Dragon Prince.

Their doubts seemed to be fully understood by Anvina. She turned her head and smiled helplessly in a tolerant and doting tone: "You two, although it may sound a little difficult to accept. But I must tell you who I really am, because you have the right to know. ”

said. Avena paused, as if considering how to phrase it so tactfully enough not to frighten them. "The human appearance is nothing more than a disguise on my appearance now. In fact, my true identity. It's your holy place, the Well of the Sun!! ”

"It can't be!"

"You talk nonsense!!"

Even if there were all kinds of conjectures about Avena's identity in my heart at that moment, I was mentally prepared. But Avena's words were still so shocking that they were far beyond their bearing. Lotmar and Rodman subconsciously retorted in unison almost at the same time.

Anvena smiled helplessly at Carré and Clay Ostraz beside her. "They're still a little hard to accept!"

Compared to the ignorant Carré. Clyostraz could fully understand the turmoil in the hearts of Lotmar and Rodman at this time. He smiled and put Avena's hand on his. With a respectful gesture of supporting the queen, Anvena led Anvina to the two of them.

"I, Clay Ostraz, swear by the name of the Venerable Alexstasa, the Oath of Life, that every word spoken by Her Highness Anvina is true. She is the collection of the remnants of the Sunwell's energy. ”

Everyone knew that the Red Dragon Prince would never be able to cast a single blemish on the name of his beloved queen. However, the position of the sunwell in the hearts of the elven mages led by Rodman is not far behind.

Therefore, even though Clais Ostraz made such a solemn oath, Rodman couldn't help but subconsciously retort: "Dear Lord Claostraz, I naturally believe in your oath. But, you know, the stakes are high...... What if you too have been deceived? ”

Claostraz smiled disapprovingly: "Deceive? Rodman. Not to mention that I was once a member of the Council of Six in Dalaran. I'm sure I say I'm far superior to you, and I don't think you have any opinion. ”

"I'm going to take it naturally. Your sorcery is beyond my reach. But ......" Rodman's neck stiffened, "The sunwell is related to the magic inheritance of my elf lineage. There is no room for sloppiness. Even if I would anger His Excellency Cleostraz because of this, I could not help but casually admit that such a little girl of unknown origin and a human appearance was the embodiment of our sacred source, the Sunwell, without any evidence. ”

Claiostraz had a good temper, and his previous experience of dealing with mortal mages in Dalaran had somewhat taught him how stubborn and arrogant they were. Therefore, although Rodman's words are a bit rude, they are also reasonable. So Clyostraz didn't think anything. But Carré on the other side of Anvina was on fire.

The sudden change in the identity of the lovers made Carré very uneasy. No matter how isolated the Blue Dragon Clan is, they will never forget the origin of the Ancient War that led to their almost annihilation. Therefore, the importance of the Sun Well, which is in the same vein as the Well of Eternity, is naturally very clear to the Blue Dragon, who is a member of the Guardian of Magic. What I thought was just a human girl in love with would be trivial to be punished by Malygos is now too tricky to explain to the Guardian of Magic. However, he was so troubled that these uninteresting blood elves in front of him still dared not believe Anvina's identity.

Carré, who was already irritable, was really angry at this time, and he couldn't wait to teach the blood elf mage in front of him a lesson now. But he hasn't done anything yet. Anvina, who had been paying attention to him all the time, smiled and patted his hand, signaling him to calm down.

"Rodman." Avena raised her voice. "Yes or no, wouldn't you just understand it if you tried it yourself?"

Clay Ostraz gave Vena a surprised look. In the face of Rodman's questioning, he had already wanted to tell the Blood Elves what happened after the explosion of the Sunwell - it was he who had personally caused Anvina's current form to change. However, if it did, he would have to explain how he had discovered the remnants of the Sunwell Essence at the time, why he had disguised it by transforming it into Avena's appearance, and most troublesome of all was why he had not left Avena in the care of the elves at the time, but had sent her far away to hide in the inaccessible Valley of Alterac.

If these problems are not handled well, then everything he has done to the elves and the sunwell will not be a favor but an enmity. That's why he didn't speak. I didn't want Anvina to understand his difficulties, so she took the initiative to skip his witness link, and directly asked Rodman to verify the authenticity of her identity.

"Since you say so, then you're welcome." The confident Anvina made Rodman involuntarily take a somewhat respectful tone when answering her words. If Anvina's identity is really what she and Clais Ostraz say, Rodman will be a matter of course even if he is humble and tame in front of her. But if not......

"Please." Anvena laughed, and motioned for Clyostraz and Carré beside her to step aside. Claostraz bowed, then pulled a reluctant Carré back several steps in a row.

By this time, Rodman had unceremoniously taken out his staff. Rodman's staff was the Scepter of Sindori given by the Blood Elf Prince himself in the Outlands. The effect of this staff on mages is simply quasi-artifact-level performance.

And this was not enough, Rodman held the golden scepter in his hand and actually began a lengthy chanting.

The fire elementals around him converged towards him with an almost visible intensity. In an instant, the heat in the air had reached an exaggerated level.

"Are you worried?" Simon asked softly in the ear of Thea, who was staring at Anvina intently, with a nervous expression.

"It should be fine...... "Thea was still staring at Avena intently, but her unconsciously gripping Simon's hand had already leaked the tension in her heart.

Simon looked down at the arm she had grasped, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift slightly.

"Anvina, give him some color!"

The blue dragon who likes ice and frost hates fire spells the most. Therefore, although the others felt hot, they still endured it patiently and did not say a word. But the little princess of the blue dragon, Tyri, doesn't care so much. She felt unhappy in her heart, so she naturally shouted. (To be continued......)