"I don't know if you've heard the term, the cost of trust."

After a few more days of rest, Carlos enjoyed top-notch hospitality in the half-plane of Medivan with the exception of XXOO.

Servants of more than fifty races provide life services for the astral mages, and their food and daily life are all exquisite and exquisite.

The abundance of books in the library of the Astral Mage was an eye-opener for Carlos.

Countless books that are worth even a few words to the mages of Azeroth, and the knowledge contained in them is also beneficial to Carlos, who is a paladin.

In this way, Carlos, who had forgotten the passage of time in the ocean of knowledge, was invited to the reception room again by Medivan, and heard such words.

"Uh...... Haven't heard of it. ”

Carlos had always felt weird to see Madivon again since he remembered Madean.

"The cornerstone of human interaction is trust, and this trust is risky, and the difference between the gains and losses is the cost of trust."

"For example?"

"I'll help you get back to Azeroth, and you can help me in turn for some things. However, you can also ignore my help to you when you go back, so that the amount of manpower and material resources and even more precious time I have spent will be useless. This is the cost of my trust in you. In the same way, you can accept my help, but also face the consequences that I may deceive you, which is the cost of trust on your side. ”

"That's right."

"The situation now is that we are also from Azeroth, and cultural consensus is the foundation of our trust."

"That's right."

"You know who I am and know a certain amount about me. Although I don't know you well, I think you are a person you can trust. ”

"Thank you."

He said thank you, but Carlos felt that something was wrong.

However, Medivan, who is in a wise state, is indeed very charming, and Carlos talks to him without the slightest disgust.

"So the problem now is how to seek common ground while reserving differences."

Medivin paused for a moment, giving Carlos time to gather his thoughts.

"Judging from the results, you actually don't have any more choices, because although you have a certain degree of magic attainment, astral travel has never been a paladin's specialty, so judging from the results, if you want to leave here, you can't avoid my help."

Carlos thought for a moment and nodded silently.

"It's very nice that you can admit it. And I don't mind helping you. ”

Medivan was afraid that his words would be a little aggressive, so he clapped his palms, and the magic wine bottle and cup worked automatically, and the wine overflowing with the cold aroma took the initiative to come to hand.

"But the reality is that it's really hard to get back to Azeroth."

Medivin took the initiative to clink glasses with Carlos, and then drank it down.

"Can you explain?"

Carlos drank it all and gestured in listening.

"Because of the Great Barrier of Azeroth. Let me think about how to illustrate this fact in words that you can understand. ”

Medivan said this, lost in a moment of deep thought.

"Human life is actually very short, for example, my mother, for you, the legendary archmage Egwen has lived for more than eight hundred years, very long, right?"

"That's right, except for elves, most living beings have a lifespan of about a hundred years, and humans are even shorter."

"Do you know how long I've lived?"

"Huh?"

Carlos didn't quite understand what Medivan meant.

"According to the passage of time in Azeroth, I have lived for more than three thousand years. Probably, it is also possible to be 4,000 years old, and if the contrast is lost, I can only make a rough estimate. ”

“！！！”

Carlos suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Time and space are never separated. It's like it's like you'll have to walk from Stormwind to Ironforge for two months, and I'll be there in a flash with a teleportation spell. It's not just the thousands of miles that are involved, it's still two months away. In Azeroth, or on the planet, this kind of problem is not yet obvious, and is more or less ignored. But in the universe, in the astral plane, this problem is very critical. ”

Medivin paused again, giving Carlos time to think.

"Then, go back to what I said earlier about the Great Barrier of Azeroth. It was just a conjecture, and the mages of Dalaran had studied it for hundreds of years without confirming that it really existed. But when I left Azeroth and gained power among the stars, I actually touched it. ”

"It'...... What kind of existence is it? ”

Carlos's heart was half cold.

"It's complicated and very difficult to explain. But for me, it blocks my positioning. I was even able to manipulate the clones I left in Karazhan to do some things, and I could clearly sense that some of the handiwork I had left behind was still functioning normally. But I, in front of you, can't go back. ”

Medivan said something mysterious, but Carlos thought he understood.

"If I forcibly open a portal back to Azeroth, the entire planet will fight back against me, which is a troublesome thing."

"Then you didn't try to open a door on the planet's periphery and then orbit it? Vacuum or anything doesn't affect you. ”

Carlos asked, with a fluke mentality.

"Don't make a fuss, Planet Rim? What position do I take? A fraction of a difference is a distance of hundreds of thousands or millions of kilometers. What the Burning Legion can't do, I don't dare to be so arrogant as to think I'm stronger than Sargeras. You must know that the Fallen Titans also need the help of the Well of Eternity to open the portal. ”

Medivan seemed to feel that ridiculing a paladin would not gain a sense of intellectual superiority, and quickly restrained the expression on his face.

"So, can you open a portal to Draenor? I can go home through the dark door. ”

Carlos asked.

"That's a great idea, and in theory it's really the best solution right now. But I have to tell you the bad news, even though I opened the Dark Portal to connect Azeroth and Draenor, but I have never been to Draenor, nor do I have any beacons related to Draenor. Although theoretically extracting your memories, it is not impossible to convert the coordinates based on the Draenor starry sky in your memories. But...... That would take more than thirty years. Or work efficiency in an ideal state. ”

Hearing this, Carlos already understood what Medivin meant.

Time and space never exist independently, and Medivan has a way to send herself back to Azeroth, but there is no way to send herself back to Azeroth at the "right time".

"Even more troublesome is the time stream, the one that the bronze dragon is in charge of. That stuff is too cumbersome to explain, so I'll just tell you how it turned out. If you don't have the right entry point and blindly send you back, you will most likely lose your identity as a human being, and all timelines will collapse from the same being. ”

"What will happen then?"

"I don't know, I don't think it will end well."

"I'm sorry, but my knowledge doesn't support my reasoning."

Carlos felt a little big.

At this moment, Carlos has not yet realized that he has been pulled into the realm of Xueba by Medivan, and he has been dizzy.

To put it simply, the function of the Carlos brand human flesh CPU plummeted because of the forced calculation of overloaded data.

So, back to the very beginning, the topic of the cost of trust. I will be able to help get back to the right Azeroth, but I will also pay a high price. So can you tell me how I can make sure that you don't miss your appointment, and in a situation where I can't hold you accountable. ”

Medivan made a look of indifference, and said very concerned words.

"Well, perhaps, we can sign a magical contract, a contract to seal the soul?"

Carlos thought about it for a moment and took the initiative to come up with the result that Medivin wanted in a big circle.