Modra was relieved.

She knew she was safe, at least for the time being.

This troll is weird.

She looked at the tall troll staring at her curiously.

He doesn't have fangs.

If it weren't for her iconic face and ears and hair, Modra would have even thought she had met a Kadore, an elf recorded in the Dalaran Archives, on the other side of a distant continent, close to nature, living in an immensely large tree.

And he didn't look hideous at all, without the ferocious spirit of the savage and primitive trolls she'd encountered in Azeroth. Even to Modra, there was an aura on the troll's face, and he seemed to be civilized.

He's too tall.

Even if you squat in front of you, you don't feel much shorter than standing up.

"Thank you, thank you."

The two sides have been talking for a while.

Although Modra was in a difficult condition, she still thanked softly in the troll language that she was not very proficient in.

She was glad she had learned the troll language in order to parse a troll artifact.

Otherwise, it's going to be trouble today.

"You're welcome."

Tonathiu shrugged.

"You're in terrible physical condition right now, it's a pity. I can't help you with anything. If I can do it, you can say what you ask. ”

It would be a bit of a good thing to befriend an archmage, and to be able to become a future big man like Councilor Kenrito, and not be an evil person.

The human race, to put it mildly, is the race of the children of destiny of Azeroth. In the "original plot", humans would hold up half of Azeroth in forty or fifty years.

"I ......"

Modra hesitated.

In the end, she didn't say anything, and asked the other party to send her back to Kenrito and Dalaran.

The first is that it is difficult, and she knows where she is now. It's too far and too difficult to get back to Dalaran from here.

Second, she's a little faceless to go back to Dalaran now. Tirisfa asked her to retrieve the former Guardian, but she was so deluded that she stabbed Egwene......

Although she knew that she was in a very wrong state at the time, a stab was a stab, and if the Guardian Lady wanted revenge, she had nothing to say.

Just when she was in a dilemma.

Her gaze narrowed when she landed on Tonatiu, her pupils shrank, revealing a nervous and fearful expression, "Wait a minute! How would you take it with you and put it down! It's dangerous! ”

She was talking about Saratas.

"Very nice human being. I didn't expect her to wake up from my influence so quickly, but it's a pity that she's too young. Put me in her hand if you need to, and she'll be sure to be back in my control! ”

Miss Old God whispered.

Tonatiu ignored her.

He said to Modra, "You say this? She's just an ordinary dagger, you see......"

Tonatius took Saratas out and swung it in the air, a dagger of unspeakable horror in Modra's hand, as ordinary as an obsidian stone tool in his hand.

Modra was stunned.

She was a little confused.

How did the dagger become different?

She already knew the culprit and the real reason for making herself what she was, and what she was doing.

This is the dagger.

Modra recalled what had happened in the past few days, and her heart was full of remorse, and she had a sense of happiness for the rest of her life.

She chased Egwen into Fire Feather Mountain, and the two of them clashed once. Modra, who couldn't be beaten, was originally a little depressed and planned to go back to Dalaran directly, but the dagger suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, exuding an aura that made her curious.

She shook it.

She heard a whisper that told her that it was an arcane entity from the Void, imprisoned in a dagger. If she releases it, it is willing to recognize her as its master, and offers her arcane powers.

This sounds a lot like the story of Elunis, the Guardian's artifact came from back then, and Elunis is actually the name of an arcane alien.

Modra didn't believe it right away, but she knew that if she could get help like this, she would be able to move forward a hundredfold faster on the arcane path.

She approached it with suspicion.

The archmage has her own self-confidence, and she believes that even if there is a problem, she can solve it as a young genius.

However.

The power and demagogic power of the ancient gods can be fooled even by a big guy like Nesarion. A little human girl who is not mentally determined, how can she compare with the former guardian of the earth. Soon, she was seduced by the temptation of Salatas.

Then Egwene appeared.

She had been staring at Modra, but the Guardian had no idea that the dagger contained the remnants of the will and power of an old god.

Egwene only sensed that the weapon was ominous, and he didn't want Dalaran's juniors to touch it.

Egwene seized the dagger.

The result was a conflict that followed.

And because of Modra's serious injury, magic backlash, and close contact when he fled by Tonatiu, affected by his unreasonable power, Salatas also focused on Tonatiu.

She was detached from the influence of Salatas.

But she knew.

This dagger is not a good thing.

It's just that now that she is in this situation, it is impossible to force anything, and Modra gritted her silver teeth:

"I'm a little scared of it. Hopefully you can keep it away from me. ”

Afraid of the Old Gods?

Nonsense.

Which normal person is not afraid?

Tonatiu nodded, and withdrew Saratas into a Tyrannosaurus leather box pinned to his waist.

He used to put small things like Aztec coins. It's just right to put Saratas now, and as long as Saratas stays by his side, she can be affected and can't be a demon.

"Now it's gone."

"You can rest well, my witch doctor will help you heal your wounds. But there is nothing we can do about the wounds in your body. ”

"That's enough. Thank you, my name is Modra Rhodes and I'm from Dalaran. ”

"Introduce yourself? Hello, my name is Tonatiu and I am from Zutona. Well, as you can see, I'm a troll. ”

"You look very different. And don't you wonder what Dalaran is? You probably haven't heard of it, have you? ”

"Hehe......"

Tonatiu smiled.

His tall body stood up and smiled at Modra, "I'm not interested in these, I'm interested in your spells and arcane arts. But now that you're the way you are, it's useless to say that. ”

"You have a good rest. I'll have the trolls deliver you food, but I'm sorry I don't have your bread. It's just meat and a mushroom, and while I think it tastes good, I don't know what you humans are like......"

"Thank you."

Before he could finish his sentence, Modra had already thanked him immediately.

Tonatiu nodded and walked out.

Just when going out.

The old god young lady who had been quiet for a while suddenly said in a strange voice: "Troll." You're not going to have a crush on this little human girl, are you?! ”

Tonatiu froze.

Ignore her.

"Huh! It's so much fun! ”