So Oryx ushered in his second trip to Dalaran.

It's just that it's far less unbearable than last time, walking into the portal, walking out of the portal, lying on the ground and retching a few times, following Ronin, to Violet Castle, it's as simple as that.

Ronin placed him in a living room on the middle floor, and then went to the upper floor to report to the council.

The rooms are large and have floor-to-ceiling windows that offer sweeping views of the city.

Not a window in the true sense of the word. The violet minaret is made of stone, figuratively speaking, it can be seen as the Central Radio and Television Tower, until the top floor, there is no structural opening. It is magic that simulates the scenery outside the window, and you can also manipulate the crystal ball next to the window to let the wind blow in from the outside.

Returning from Northrend, still dressed in heavy winter clothes, he took off his coat, picked up the grape drink from the closet, poured himself a glass, and stood by the window to watch the scenery while contemplating the next meeting.

It's impossible to say not to be nervous.

After all, the Kenrito Council is the ruling class of Dalaran, and it is not necessarily the strongest of the seven kingdoms of the human race, but it is the most cutting-edge power, and its members are all prestigious masters.

For example, as the Speaker of the Council, Antonidas, the leader of Dalaran in the eyes of the outside world, is one of the most gifted geniuses in the history of human magic, and his growth path is simply legendary, although he is now in his twilight years, and may be slowly becoming less enlightened due to his years of reign and the "curse of knowledge", but it is normal. This is the case in this era, Dalaran knows more, that is, he understands the nature of the world better than others, 9,999 out of 10,000 judgments are correct, and he cannot hold on to a single mistake of others - although this mistake is fatal, and it also leads to the destruction of Dalaran.

But again, that's how it is in this era. The general backwardness, dullness, and sluggishness are incomparable with those of the posterity that have been tempered by the catastrophe. If someone can rewrite all this and realize the crisis in advance, then he is not a person in the plot, but the protagonist of the fanwork.

Oryx feels that he can be regarded as the protagonist, the kind that can turn the tide and help the building to collapse, provided that he does not die before he can leave the school.

He took a sip of his drink and continued to ponder how to disguise the prophecy, none of these big people are easy to fool, if they are caught with the loopholes in their words, and the identity of the traverser is not revealed, they will have to get into a lot of trouble.

After a while, Ronin pushed the door open, "Come with me, the Kenrito Council is summoning you." ”

Oryx put down his glass and followed.

The two of them walked directly into the portal outside the door, which was protected by heavy protective spells, so it was a whirlwind again, but fortunately, the distance was relatively close, and there was no embarrassing thing about falling to the ground with an unstable foothold.

When his vision was clear, he found himself in a space with the cosmic starry sky as the background.

He stood on a floating disc with a very respectful Ronin beside him. In front of him, like a courtroom, there were six seats, and on each sat a man whose size and appearance had been hidden by magic.

Those are the six members of the Council of Six Kenrito, whose identities have always been kept secret, and even high-ranking people like Ronin may not know the specific identities of all of them.

But Oryx knew that at this point in time, they were Antonidas, the leader of Dalaran, Kael'thas, the prince of the High Elves, Crassus the Red Dragon, and the politically savvy Modra, who was also in charge of Dalaran's foreign affairs, and was Ronin's nominal boss, Drandon, who was about to disappear in the Third War, and Ansrem Ruinwivol, who replaced the expelled Kel'thugad in the council.

"Oryx Rivendell?"

The figure sitting at the head asked, and a deep and deep voice resounded throughout the space, causing ripples in the background of the starry sky of the universe.

Although magic also obliterates the attribution of voices, the questioner must be Antonidas.

Oryx saluted respectfully and replied in a calm tone, "Yes, the following is Oryx Rivendell, a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand, who received the revelation of the Holy Light and brought the prophecy to Azeroth. ”

The six men on the "judgment seat" did not ask another question for a long time, as if they were scrutinizing him.

Perhaps seeing him so natural, some parliamentarians would be slightly surprised, and label him as "stable and powerful" and "manufacturable material" in their hearts.

After all, ordinary people can't see such a cosmic starry sky background at all, coupled with the too narrow foothold, and the unfathomable image of these six people, whoever comes, the most intuitive feeling will be a strong sense of oppression, and they are congenitally shorter, especially those who know nothing about magic.

And Oryx is obviously not among them, thinking that he is only a nineteen-year-old young man, this exuded bearing is even more valuable. Luo Ning on the side couldn't help but glance at Oryx a few more times, because his performance was really ......

It's perfect.

"If you may, please state the content of the prophecy." The figure on the left stretched out his hand to him, showing a good cultivation engraved in his bones.

I'm afraid it's Kael'thas Sunstrider, the prince of the High Elves - now that Quel'Thalas hasn't been destroyed, it can't be said that he is a blood elf prince.

Because his accent was slightly odd, not the kind of weirdness that he couldn't pronounce correctly, Kael'thas had been in Dalaran for hundreds or thousands of years anyway, and for the most brilliant magical genius Quel'Thallas had ever seen, learning a language was as common as eating and drinking.

Strangely, the magic in the words could not be concealed with grace.

"Yes," Orix said despite his humble status, and said with a truly impressive bearing, "The Burning Legion has twisted a poor but hateful soul, sent it into Azeroth as a monster, and endowed it with the most advanced necromantic knowledge in the universe, allowing it to form an army of the dead, weaken Azeroth's defenses, and clear the way for another invasion by the Burning Legion." ”

The six people on the "judgment seat" exchanged glances with each other, and this time, the other figure said in a very soft tone like a parent: "Child, in our opinion, there is no such thing as prophecy in this world, although we also have a 'school of prophecy magic'. But in any case, you are doing it with the good intentions of saving the nations, and no one will ask for the bottom of it, but you just need to tell us who told you these words and what kind of task you have been given. Whether it is sowing chaos or saving nations, I am only afraid that this person has ulterior motives and tries to destroy the order of mankind in the name of salvation. ”

After that, this person also emphatically added: "I have to say, you are an excellent young man." From the moment I entered here until now, the performance has been impeccable. You can rest assured that we will not stifle a good young man with potential, and even worry that you have gone astray. Say, we're listening. ”

Oryx's expression remained unchanged.

The councillors did not believe in the prophecy and thought that he had been instructed by someone. But he doesn't blame them, after all, this is a high probability event.

"I cannot prove to you that the prophecy comes from the Light. Whether you believe or not depends not on me, but on the facts. He said softly but firmly.

"The facts?" A figure on the right side of the "Judgment Seat" suddenly said very sternly, "For the sake of the so-called facts, you deliberately concealed the undead activities of Icecrown Glacier, resulting in the death of dozens of teleporters. Am I supposed to hold you accountable for this responsibility? ”

The logic of this sentence is really fine. It must have been decided that the matter about the Scourge was not a prophecy. The silver hand who wanted to verify it also became deliberately concealed because of this inference, and if he pursued it further, he might even dig out some other evil intentions.

But Oryx remained unmoved, just smiled.

He knew that this councillor was scaring himself, what the hell was going on, they still didn't understand? All of them are big people who have lived for decades and use more magic than the wheat grains that others eat, and making mistakes is also high-level mistakes, as for low-level mistakes, it's better to stay where it is cool.

So, the councillor who had just spoken turned to his colleague at the top and suggested, "I tend to use memory search on him, and I want to search his memory to find out who is behind it." ”

Oryx slowly felt that this person should be Modra, the elderly female mage who was well versed in politics and had fought for the political interests of Dalaran at the Alliance's high-level summits many times. It is not surprising to scare his nineteen-year-old young man in advance.

As for the memory search spell......

There really is. According to Orix, Dalaran also has an even more terrifying magic, which can trace back to the thoughts of a person at the time of writing through that person's diary, notes, or whatever words fall on the page.

But he wasn't too worried that these people would do this to him.

"I don't think it's appropriate, after all, he's a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand. We can't just search his memories - though this spell can answer our questions instantly. The figure identified by Oryx as Kael'thas said.

"Special times, special treatment. We don't have to be obsessed with impact. "Someone has expressed their opinion.

But during their conversation, Oryx still had a demeanor that was neither humble nor arrogant, not at all out of place, and even less frightened.

sings and harmonizes, with red faces and white faces, anyway, they are fooling together. If Orix hadn't been a traverser, he would have been fooled and lame.

After a while, the figure who was suspected to be Antonidas on the first one suddenly smiled, and as the voice came, Orix only felt that the pressure suddenly lightened, and the six gazes that fell on his body seemed to have softened a lot.

"You are indeed excellent, kid. Let's get straight to the point, regarding the threat of the undead, we will cooperate with your group in the investigation. But we still want to know more about your prophecy, such as more specific details. ”

"Thanks to Lord Antonidas." Oryx bowed his head modestly.

At this point, the summons really got to the point. I said so much earlier, but it's actually all nonsense. If it sounds good, it's called a trial, but if it doesn't pass, you won't be able to enter the real link—at most, people will ask about the prophecy and send him back. As for the real cooperation, it is still necessary for the Silver Hand Knights to send another heavyweight with a level to negotiate.

"Oh?" The figure in the top one was a little surprised, and then chuckled, "Child, I'm getting more and more interested in you." How did you guess my identity? ”

This old man is very upright, and he simply admits it very generously. As for this question, it was actually not a problem at all, and it was a deliberate attempt to give the kid something to answer, but he thought that Orrix would say like most people, "Anyone who knows about the existence of the Kenrito Council will think that the leader of Dalaran is the leader or a member of the Kenrito Council", but he didn't expect to get the answer later.

"There is also you in the prophecy, as well as Master Kel'thugad, who was sitting in the seat of Councillor Ansrem Ruinvivol not long ago, who was banished by you for repeatedly violating the ban on studying psychic spells." Oryx whispered.

The six men on the "judgment seat" seemed to be a little surprised, and could even see that they were looking at each other—knowing that Kel'thugad was nothing. After all, they had already done a background check on Oryx Rivendell. Knowing that their former colleague Kel'thugad was close friends with his father, Baron Rivendell, Oryx was not surprised to say anything about Kel'thugad. But Ansrem Ruinwivol's replacement of Kel'thugad is top secret! How did this young man know his identity?

Oryx smiled slightly, thinking that the time had finally arrived, so he stepped forward and prepared to let the show begin.