The largest lake on the Bright Planet is called the Well of Eternity. Although it has a well in its name, it is a huge lake with a wide and deep depth.

White clouds and dogs, time passes.

The great lake known as the Well of Eternity has disappeared with the explosion, and the title of the largest lake on the planet has changed hands.

This laurel was taken away by Lake Lordamere in the realm of the human kingdom.

Lake Lordamere is a vast lake, at its deepest point – well, no one knows exactly how deep it is.

Fishermen from the kingdom of Lordaeron who fished here once said that they had seen an aquatic monster larger than a dragon near the middle of the lake!

To be able to make aquatic monsters bigger than dragons live, you can imagine how deep this lake really is.

This rumor is pure nonsense for the residents of Dalaran on the lakeside.

The mages in the city told them that the biggest creatures in the lake were just freshwater squid.

There was no monster bigger than a dragon, and if there were, it might have been a pet kept by a mage.

The lake lapped against the shores of Dalaran day and night, and the bustling magical realm of humanity ushered in its new morning on a new day.

Isaac Sunreaver had just finished his breakfast, and he was lying on his bed, smoking an extremely long pipe that almost reached his knees.

The pipe is made from the core of the ancient wood that has lived in the Yongge Forest for thousands of years, and the pipe is filled with fine blood thistle tobacco, and then mixed with some sun-dried and ground into silk Demon Emperor grass.

Ignite it with a flame and take a deep breath to let the magical, fiery smoke sink deep into your throat.

Squirt out from the nose again.

Surrounded by smoke, he will feel as if he is soaking in the water of the sun well, refreshing from head to toe.

This is the greatest hobby of the Esaac Sunreaer.

Every time after a meal, as long as there is no work and no entertainment, this Queldore will come to such a blood thistle smoke.

In terms of the various pleasures of life, the number and degree of the other races on the entire planet combined are not as good as a single foot hair of Queldore.

As the communicative mage and steward of the Sun and Moon Mage Tower, the Elsas Sunsnatcher has had a good life for the past year or two.

Blood thistle tobacco, which used to be smoked only once in a while, can now be smoked every day.

Lord Modra provided him with all of this, and what Aesas Sunsnatcher needed was his loyalty and ingenuity.

As a Queldore who has lived in Dalaran for over a hundred years, Esath Sunsnatcher has adapted to living with human mages.

It's been a long time since he's been back to Silvermoon City, and the Sunsnatcher thinks he likes Dalaran more than Silvermoon City.

In Dalaran, due to his identity as Queldore, as well as the identity of the Sun and Moon Mage Tower Mage Butler.

He is more or less the number one person, and when the archmages see him, they all have to call him respectfully "Lord of the Sun Retainer Pavilion".

If he returned to Silvermoon City, he would not be the "Sunsnatcher", but only Isaas.

Isaas Sunreacher, who doesn't have much ambition, loves life now.

Therefore, he is also willing to serve His Excellency Modra, a Dharma Master, a legendary master.

Staying in the reception hall on the first floor of the Mage Tower, Esath Sunreaver comfortably smoked two puffs of his cigarette.

Before he could finish his treatment of the blood thistle smoke, an uninvited guest walked into the mage tower.

Seeing the visitor's face, Esath Sunsnatcher quickly put down his work, and he almost jumped up from the chaise longue.

The guests who came were Lord Modra's Mentor, Speaker Dalaran, Leader of Kenrito, and Master Antonidas.

The master wears a blue peaked hat, a gray cloak, a silver scarf, a black beard that reaches up to his waist, and bulky black boots on his feet.

The master is one of the few in Dalaran who can enter the Mage Tower directly without notice.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Speaker." Isaas said sincerely.

The windows on the walls of the reception hall let in the warm sun and the sky outside was incomparably blue.

Today is another good day.

In July, except for rain and evenings, the weather around Loch Lordamere is always good.

Met with a friendly greeting from Master Queldore, the Master raised long, thick eyebrows to look at him.

This look looked very awkward at Isaac.

Queldore couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his dress today, which made Mr. Speaker feel strange.

When he doubted.

Antonidas spoke.

"I want to see Modra." He said.

"Oh, no problem!" Esaas Sunsnatcher, who had secretly checked his appearance, replied in the affirmative.

Lord Modra, who is also his employer, said it to him.

When Antonidas wants to come, when he wants to find her, the Mage Tower must be released immediately.

After answering in the affirmative, Esaas Sunsnatcher thought for a moment and couldn't help but add, "His Excellency the Heavenly Lord came back with Miss Maisley and never went out. But this time ......"

He looked at the clock hanging on the wall—the skill of a dwarf archmage from Dalaran, a gift from the dwarf archmage to Lord Modra.

"At this point in time, His Excellency may not have gotten up yet. Let me inform her, can you wait a minute? ”

Antonidas nodded.

Modra is not a lazy mage.

However, she is a doting mother.

A child who has to sleep with her parents and can't sleep without her parents by her side has completely changed her routine that she has maintained for more than ten years.

As her mentor, the Master knew that Modra should still be sleeping with her daughter at this time.

The Master told Esath Sunsnatcher to inform her that he had to consult with Modra about something.

"Wait a minute." Isaac Sunsnatcher said politely.

He turned around and picked up a small gadget that could communicate with the owner of the Mage Tower inside the Mage Tower, regardless of where the owner of the Mage Tower was.

As soon as Quildore picked up the communication tool, the voice of the Dharma Master sounded directly in the reception hall.

"Let my mentor come up. I'm looking for him, I'm looking for him, I'm looking for him. ”

A few minutes later.

In the student's bedroom, the Master saw a well-dressed Modra, and Messley, who was still asleep on the bed.

The master gets straight to the point.

"It wasn't long before Rysfa found me. They've discovered an arcane aura comparable to the power of the Guardian descending on your mage tower. ”

"Tell me honestly, my students. Isn't Egwen and someone from hers visiting your Mage Tower? ”

Antonidas stared at his students.

"I'm worried about it!" Modra said directly, pointing to her daughter who was still sleeping in bed. "The arcane energy you spoke of is comparable to the power of the Guardians, and it just fell on my daughter!"

"I didn't even react!"

"Mentor, Maisley will be fine. She's still that small! ”

Antonidas' thick eyebrows furrowed, and he looked at Messley, who was asleep on the bed, his eyes full of incredulity.

"What do I see?"

"I ......"

The half-spoken master suddenly said to Modra.

"Maybe I should just ask the people from Tirisfa."

Modra was even more worried.

"Is it that serious?"

"No, she looks fine. Letting them come over is another reason. ”

"What is the reason?"

"Ever since Maselie was born, I've had an idea. Now it may be possible. ”