Senkin was dizzy.

He felt like he had been dizzy all day today.

"Zurkin."

"Zurgin! It's Zulkin! ”

The young Gulabash troll muttered to himself, and the chief of the Fengzhi tribe next to him looked at him with naked envy and jealousy.

"He's my most adored troll!" The chief was upset, but he didn't expect to be bumped into by Senjin, and he was so good at talking, and he comforted him with good words!

Isn't it said that Zurkin is fierce and powerful on the battlefield, and that he is a hero who has only produced one troll in thousands of years, and has successfully integrated the entire Amani tribe with the ability of a troll and unified it under his command?

Such a big man, if Senjin bumps into him, he should be beaten up if he is lighter, and if he is heavier, shouldn't he be crushed like an ant?!

How could he be so good at talking?

That's a troll hero!

His story began decades ago and has been passed down throughout the troll world, and even the trolls of Zandalar consider him a troll hero.

As a forest troll, who can make so many Zandalar trolls and jungle trolls identify with him, Zulkin has done what most trolls can't.

And even his name is full of glory!

Zur – This modifier is sacred in the troll world, a modifier full of power.

Gold – This affix is often used for male trolls, which often means "leader", "king", "chief".

Zurkin, in the context of the troll language, is probably the divine and great king.

Apparently this was not Zurkin's original name, as he was referred to by almost all trolls since decades ago.

He is the hero king of the troll world.

And he is also "famous" among other ethnic groups in the Eastern Continent.

Confronted with the threat of the Amani trolls he leads, the Humans and the Queldore alliance describe him as "extremely despicable", "extremely vengeful", "fierce and cunning", and "unscrupulous".

Nothing good to say anyway.

But it is the so-called "his hero, my enemy"!

Doesn't the elves and humans alike him say that they dislike him like this, and that the Amani trolls have the same level of respect for him!

Such a terrifying troll that can be used by the human world and the elven world to stop the baby's cry is so gentle when facing an ordinary troll.

This was a real eye-opener for the chieftain of the Fengzhi tribe.

He glanced at his former friend with envy and hatred, and now he didn't want to be Senkin's friend anymore.

Why is this little tribe that can only fish by the sea, the little chief, so lucky?

First, it was recognized by the god Loa and became a sacrifice.

As a result, it didn't take long for him to run into a troll hero like Zulkin.

The big hero was not angry when he hit him, and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, encouraging him to exercise more, saying that trolls can't be so thin.

Such treatment.

The chief can't wait for it!

"Darkspear Clan!"

"Senjin of the Darkspear Clan!"

"Humph!"

Looking at the dazed Senkin, the chief angrily left him, he no longer wanted to go with this lucky troll who had stepped on the feces of a thunder lizard.

……

……

Eastern Kingdom.

Southeastern of the Kingdom of Lordaeron.

Southwest of the Kingdom of Alterante.

On the shores of Lake Lordamere.

Dalaran.

The glorious arcane capital of mankind, lingering with a strong Ossian flavor that lingers.

Even the elves from Quel'Salas thought they smelled unexpectedly good.

This phenomenon of Dalaran is also called by the Queldores "a rare aroma in the human world full of iron smell".

July of Flowing Fire.

The magical capital of mankind, the only human city that the High Elves are satisfied with, has a new owner in one of its dozen or so towers.

Midsummer night, the lights are shining.

Master Dalaran, Modra Aztec stood under his mage tower, followed by two honest troll girls.

They had regained their original appearance, walking the streets of Dalaran as trolls.

The reason they could do so was that their mentor had been proven to be a master, a new arcane legend.

In addition to the guardians of Tirisfa, there is also Antonidas, who became a legend at the age of eighteen and became the first day in the history of Dalaran.

She was the first mage in Dalaran's history to cross that hurdle and become an arcane legend, even along with Quel'Thalas.

The mages of Dalaran marveled at her achievements and greatness, and under such an aura, having two troll apprentices became a quirk for the masters.

Dalaran couldn't say that he didn't mind, but he gritted his teeth and accepted it.

After all, geniuses are all weird tempers, and masters can have privileges, this is the consensus of Dalaran and even the entire arcane world.

This.

Even her mentor, who became the legendary Master Antonidas before her, can be regarded as reluctantly agreeing.

Especially after seeing the talents of those two troll apprentices, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was of an alien race, and they were also trolls.

The masters who are good at teaching people want to take each other under their seats and become his students.

"It's beautiful."

At Modra's side, the very spirited Speaker Dalaran, Master Antonidas, stood beside his students and said in admiration.

"Yes."

"It's beautiful."

With a demure and beautiful face, Modra looked at the Mage Tower that had been built in a short period of time with satisfaction.

It should be said that it exists by itself.

It's just that it now belongs to Modra, becoming her exclusive mage tower.

There are more than a dozen such mage towers in Dalaran, each with its owner, and all of them are masters.

The mage tower in Modra, its original owner, died thousands of years ago.

The Mage Tower had been vacant for thousands of years without an owner, and now Modra was its new owner.

"Its old name was Secrets of the Evil Wind." Antonidas said calmly.

"Its first owner, Merrell Evilwind."

"He fought in the Troll Wars, and he was one of the founders of the Council of Tirisfar."

"There is very little record of his feat in Parliament. There are few legends about Dalaran either. But as Speaker, I know these things about him. ”

He let out a long sigh.

Antonidas glanced at the two troll apprentices behind him, they were very well-behaved and motionless.

"Dalaran has five mage towers vacant. It's the only one that resonates with you, so you can only say that it's yours now. ”

Only the Master can have his own Mage Tower in the Arcane Capital, as is the consensus of all Mages.

Even Quel'Thalas, if he wants to raise his own tower in Silvermoon City, he must be a legendary master.

The difference is that the masters of Queldore can often occupy a tower for thousands of years, making it his family's private property.

On the Dalaran side, due to the short lifespan of humans, the owners of the Mage Tower can often only have them for a hundred years.

"Merrell, Master of the Wind?"

Modra whispered.

She had met some of his reporters, but she knew that he was a very powerful master.

"Yes. But it's yours now. You can keep it by its original name", but you can also give it a new name. Antonidas said. It's your right. ”

"Okay. Mentor. Then I would like to exercise my rights. Modra said.

"Yes."

From now on, it is not the "Secret of the Evil Wind", its new name is - the Sun and the Moon and the Tower of Modra! ”

"Forehead ......"

Hearing this name, Antonidas pondered for a moment, then nodded and said to the several mages who followed him, "Then it's called that, well—the Tower of the Sun and the Moon and Modra. ”

"It's a pretty easy name to remember." He laughs.

"Okay. Your Excellency the Speaker. ”

Of the several Dalaran staff members who followed Antonidas, the one at the head was a Quildorei mage.

He looked at Modra with some envy, and then wrote and drew on the magic tablet he was holding, but his heart was not at all calm.

The elf sighed.

The human race has a terrifying arcane talent that even Quel'Salas envies, even envy.

There are so many of them, it's too easy to be geniuses, too easy to resonate with in the arcane.

In the Arcane World, they are obviously students, but they have even more masters than Quel'Salas!

If it weren't for the limited lifespan, after so many years of development, Dalaran would have already surpassed Silvermoon City.

The masters of Queldore, relying on the advantage of longevity and longevity, relied on the long time to accumulate knowledge and arcane arts, and finally stabilized Dalaran qualitatively, barely maintaining the reputation of the Magic Kingdom.

After all, the same master, a master who has accumulated thousands of years, is better than a master who has only been a few decades and more than 100 years at most.

If it weren't for the short lifespan, with the number and talent of human mages, as well as the indispensable diligence, they would have surpassed Quel'Thalas.

This is the consensus of the arcane world.

But she's too young, isn't she?! Whether it's Quirdore or human algorithms, she's only 23 years old at most!

Thinking that he had barely become an archmage after the second hundred years of his life, Darkan Derahir felt a little unhappy in his heart.

The handsome male Queldore had not been in Dalaran for a short time, and he was now working for the princes of Queldore, for Kael'thas.

The Elven Prince had been a member of the Kenrito Council for a long time, and due to his status as an immortal, he was not only a teacher in Dalaran, but also responsible for the leadership of Dalaran's magical files, records, documents, and so on.

Modra's inheritance of Merrell Wind's Mage Tower will of course leave a mark on the Magic Archives.

This kind of thing could not be done by His Royal Highness the Prince himself, and Darkan Drahir, as one of His Royal Highness's places in Dalaran, he could only come.

Even if he hated trolls so much, and the eyes of the two troll apprentices behind Modra were extremely unfriendly, he could only come.

Looking at the appreciation and discussion of the Mage Tower by two short-lived human mages.

Darkan was thinking.

"When will I be able to have my own mage tower?"

"Of course."

"Preferably in the Mage Tower in Silvermoon City. And not this kind of country place! ”

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