When Locke came to the outside of the inn, a group of fully armored ranger guards were standing quietly. They were wearing a full set of red leather armor, and the phoenix embroidered with golden thread on the red robe on their chests was about to spread its wings and fly high.

Most of these rangers are the same height, Locke's visual measurement is about 1.85 meters, and they are all the same as those male models in later generations, but the pores and lines on their faces are more delicate and white. The red leather armor on their bodies seemed to be specially made, outlining the slender figures of the rangers enough to be obvious.

Long white or blonde shawl hair that covers the long ears on both sides and hangs down from the red cape behind him. In his left hand, he held a red longbow tightly, and a thick gray line strand straddled from the elbow to the left shoulder, holding the quiver behind his back, filled with white or red arrows.

Locke could faintly see the hilts of two daggers or one-handed swords on the outermost side of the cloak near the two shoulders. And on either side of their waists, there are indeed two daggers with red intricate pattern sheaths.

If you only rely on the aesthetic vision of women in later generations, then they can be called the first male model group in the World of Warcraft.

The elven rangers stood quietly outside the inn, in the small clearing that had been cleared. They stood motionless, waiting for their orders.

A gentle, full-bodied voice appeared in Locke's ears, interrupting Locke's wait and see of the Elven Ranger Guard.

"They're some of our most elite soldiers."

Locke looked up and saw an elf in a light red robe smiling in front of the rangers.

"Of course, this is only a small minority, and most of them are running around the land of Quel'Salas in order to exorcise the evil scourge spirits."

"Hello, Grand Lord Harvey. I'm Ambassador Kremmar, the current official in charge of diplomatic reception in Silvermoon City. The next road to the Sunrise Court will be led by me. The elf bowed slightly as a sign of respect for Locke.

"Thank you very much." Locke did as he could, placing his right hand on his chest and bowing his head slightly.

"Shall we go, then?" Kremar asked tentatively, "This is still a long way from the Sunrise Court. ”

"Obey your arrangement, Ambassador Kremmar."

With a wave of his hand, the rangers quickly split into three teams, one of which stood at the front of the line, the second team disappeared into the square, and the third team stood at the end of the line.

Locke and Kremar were placed in the middle of the team.

"I'm sorry, but the whole city is being rebuilt. For a variety of reasons, we need to get through it ourselves. Cremar said sincerely, "I hope you can understand. ”

"It doesn't matter, you can choose to rebuild a great city on top of this ruin. Such a determination is not something that other races, including us humans, can do. ”

Locke's compliment pleased Ambassador Kremmar, who smiled and nodded. Soon, the team slowly began to move towards their destination.

"Lord Harvey, you are a human nobleman. In view of this, I will not tell you anything about etiquette. ”

Kremar paused and continued, "I want you to understand that our Lord Regent is a very busy man, and I'm sure you understand that. ”

"He's taken some time out of his busy schedule and chose to meet you this morning. I hope you don't feel bad about the snubbing of you these days. ”

"I understand the suffering that Quel'Salas is facing, just like we in Lordaeron, and I can understand the Regent's feelings."

Locke nodded in acknowledging Ambassador Kremmar's statement, and if he was the king of this country, he would probably be busy.

"That's great," said Ambassador Kremmar with a smile, "and whatever you talk to Lord Regent today, it's a good start." ”

"Indeed, I hope so."

As the team progressed, there were no more intact houses in the city, and there were collapsed buildings everywhere. A large number of elves carried stones around the city, bringing them together.

The atmosphere became a little oppressive with the surrounding scene.

The passing of this gorgeous team also made the elves stop their work. And a human being in a bunch of elves is obviously very conspicuous. So, once again, Locke acted as a rarity.

Locke glanced casually, there was too much resentment and confusion in the eyes of these civilian elves looking at him, and a few of them had cold eyes, which made Locke very uncomfortable.

"Our city has suffered a lot, and the civilians have suffered too much. I hope you can understand their hatred, it's not against you, and the ...... behind you," Ambassador Kremar explained, then continued, "but this blow will not break us. ”

"Well," Locke let out a long sigh, and he nodded again, "I understand. ”

Soon, Locke's eyes were drawn to the floating crystals and flower pots in some of the buildings that had not yet collapsed.

"Why, these things are still able to float in the air? Isn't the source of magic in this city, and in the whole of Quel'Thalas, broken? Locke asked, confused.

"If it's broken, won't they be able to float?" Ambassador Kremar denied it at first, then said with a wry smile, "This is actually different from your living environment. It's nothing more than a prop we use now to show our strength, and of course it was, and still is. ”

Locke didn't understand what that meant, so he listened patiently.

"We care a lot about magical resources, just look at the elves in the dark corners around our city who lack magical resources and are about to become mindless. Aren't they pitiful? They are pitiful, they are about to lose their lives......"

"Then why don't you give them the extra magical energy? And then waste on these props? Locke couldn't understand it anymore.

"Hehe," Ambassador Kremar's wry smile grinned even more, "we can't do that, because these items are to tell the civilians that the kingdom still has plenty of magical resources to get them through this." That's it, and that's what I'm telling you, one of the ways we show power. It's just that we're now using this to reassure the confidence of civilians. ”

"But in fact, we don't even have a trace of superfluous magical energy," Kremar bowed his head bitterly, "The Well of Eternity is long gone...... The props you see are also secretly controlled by our Magus. We are now relying on the magic crystals that have been left over from the past to solve the addiction. ”

"If there is a superfluity...," said Cremar embarrassedly, "who would want to watch their fellow citizens become heart-wrenching ......"

"But the bubble can burst at any time," Locke looked pitifully at the elven civilians around him. Many of them are destined to die in this kind of addiction.