Without saying anything more, Lotherma directly put the robe around Locke's neck, and several elven maids surrounded him, wanting to help Locke put on the robe, but was stopped by Lotherma.

Locke could only look at the elves around him in embarrassment, and asked Lotherma, who was slightly lower than himself, to straighten out the robe on his chest.

However, it is also a rare experience to have the current regent of Quel'Thalas tidy up his battle robes, and beyond the embarrassment is that boundless pleasure.

It's just that the expressions on the faces of many elves are even more dissatisfied, perhaps because they didn't say much because of this ceremony.

With his robes arranged, Lotherma took a step back and looked at the golden phoenix on Locke's chest. Then, under Locke's shocked gaze, Lotherma suddenly fell to her knees!

This seemed to be a signal, and the surrounding elves all knelt in front of Locke one by one, and even Nollis behind Locke knelt down.

Locke stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to do. No wonder those elves reacted dissatisfied!

"I—" Locke only felt a little dry in his mouth, he swallowed a little and continued, "It's not just me..."

"Nope! It's yours alone! It's your glory! No one else! Half-kneeling on the ground, Locke was interrupted by a sudden voice, and then he quietly winked at Locke.

Locke seemed to understand something, his mind was a little confused, and he remembered something for a while, but he couldn't grasp it.

This respectful kneeling was soon over, except that many of the elves looked at Locke in a much stranger way.

When everyone had stood up, Lotherma beckoned, and a second maid came up with a plate.

"Hero, how can there be no weapons that match him?"

Lotherma took the long tray from the maid's hand and brought it to Locke's chest. The surface of the long tray was covered with a flag of Quel'Salas, and Locke didn't know what kind of weapon it was.

The weapon is the life of a warrior, and Locke, who has never taken advantage of the weapon, is full of excitement and gently pulls open the red flag on the tray.

A double-edged greatsword that shines silver from above!

A two-handed greatsword from Locke's memory!

Phoenix Twin Blades!

A huge grip made of intertwined gold and red threads, at the top of the grip, represents the phoenix of the royal family of the Sunseeker, with its wings spread out to form the hilt of the sword. In the middle of the hilt, a large red gemstone is set in the middle. Along the position of the gem, two blades that seemed to be as thin as pieces of iron twisted and circled twice before reaching the tip. In the middle of the sword body of this big sword, there has always been a gap of more than an inch, firmly separating the two sword blades.

For a moment, Locke was in a trance.

When the real thing collides with the virtual thing in the impression, Locke's consciousness is still a little turbulent. It's as if the soul hasn't merged yet, and it's confused.

"Our prince is a collector of weapons, and in his treasury there are many weapons that are difficult to see in legends. And this weapon is the only weapon that our prince has left in the court of the Sun-Seeking King. ”

"It's called Phoenix Twin Blades!"

Locke's confusion was interrupted by Lotherma's voice, and he looked at Lotherma in front of him.

"After asking the prince, the prince specially gave this sword to our hero!" As if to tell the people around her, Lotherma kept telling the elves, "The prince has affirmed the hero's deeds!" ”

Lotherma's words made the surrounding elves relax, and then some of the elves began to cheer, and they began to cheer for Locke.

Locke was also vaguely aware that it seemed that the current Lotherma was a puppet with the regent hanging on it, and many of the elves present were not interested in many of Lotherma's decisions.

Thinking about it, Locke was still excited to pick up the big sword in front of him. To Locke's surprise, the greatsword was just as ornate as it was, and they didn't seem to feel the weight when they grabbed it!

"Our Prince Kael'thas is a gifted archmage who often experiments with his weapons in his spare time." Lotherma looked at Locke with a smile, "I don't know what kind of magic this sword is attached to. It's all up to you. ”

"Thank you."

Locke thanked Lotherma, then put the sword back in his hand in the hand of the maid standing behind him, holding the long tray.

Lotherma beckoned again, and a third maid walked up.

"Heroes, even without complete protection, are difficult to persevere in the face of evil. Magic, on the other hand, has helped us achieve things that many of us can't do. ”

With Lotherma's words, Locke's high-ranking crusader armor was brought up by a seemingly weak maid.

An elven mage unknown to Locke walked out and explained to Locke. "Hero, we've re-polished your armor, repaired a lot of damage, and added a lot of Thorium to it to make it stronger. It also allows it to withstand more magic runes, and we've added a lot of useful magic enchantments to it. ”

"I believe that when you fight in it, it will give you many surprises that you did not expect."

"Thank you." Locke nodded in thanks to him.

At this point, the ceremony seems to have come to an end. The elves gathered here bowed to Locke and left the place one after another. They used the rear of this side hall, and some of the mages were using the group portal that was maintained by mana to leave the place.

Haduron and the rangers who had fought here before took the tray from the handmaidens, and the handmaidens bowed respectfully to Lotherma, Haduron, and Locke before quickly leaving the place.

Soon, there were only people left here from the time of the Great War.

"This is an order for the various legions in our country," said Lothima, picking up the parchment scroll on the red tray in Hadurun's hand, and looking at Locke, "and that is the purpose of your trip, and I will not read it to you when I hear that you know our Quel'Salas." ”

Noris, who was standing behind Locke, stepped forward to take Lotherma's hand and handed the parchment roll to Locke.

Locke unwrapped the red clay and looked at it in front of Lotherma, who later looked up and thanked Lother.

Roughly speaking, the various legions of Quel'Thalas, including the Council of Mages, each legion drew an elite soldier and mage from Nogan to Lordaeron. Help the Crusaders led by Locke clear the undead. At the same time, it will not stop the scattered elves who want to go to Lordaeron for revenge.

Putting the copy of the order into his magic bag, Locke accepted some magically made knick-knacks and some gems from the remaining tray, and followed Lotherma and them to the main hall where he had just come.

Norris suddenly tugged at Locke's clothes behind him, and Rock slowed down and turned to look at him. Norris looked at the robe on Locke's chest with complicated eyes and said, "This robe was specially designed for you humans, and there is only one person who has ever worn him. ”

"Who is it?" Locke asked curiously, could the person who could wear this robe be Soladin?

"Because of my age, I haven't seen that person," Norris said slowly, looking Locke up and down, "It's the first king of the Araso Empire, Soladin. ”

Locke was so surprised that he almost bit his tongue off, what was originally a joke turned out to be true!

No wonder the elves are so respectful of themselves!

Locke couldn't help but turn his head to look at the back of Lotherma in front of him, pondering what he wanted to do?!! Is this to roast yourself on the fire of the elves?

"So, you pay attention."

With that, Norris pursed her lips and motioned for Locke to follow Lotherma in front of her. The Elven Regent had deliberately slowed down, as if he had something to say.

"There are some things I can't say too clearly to the people down there."

When Locke followed, Lotherma said to Locke after a moment's deliberation, "About you helping us this time. I'm sorry, but I didn't tell them the truth. ”

"Anvina's existence cannot be divulged outward, lest it attract the prying eyes of those who do not want to do it. So those who know about it," Lotherma gestured with her finger out.

Less than 10 people.......

It dawned on Locke that it was no wonder that Lotherma kept silent about the names of the others, and only mentioned his own person. Something so big had happened in the ruins of the Well of the Sun, and Lotherma was sure to give an account to the others, to the council of Quel'Salas. And Crassus, Carré, and Anvena are all not allowed to show their faces in front of people, only themselves are the most suitable.

And there is a benefit to doing so.

From the attitude of the elves towards themselves just now, it can be seen that Lotherma actually does not have much power. In doing so, Lotherma also wanted to create the most suitable political environment, and then re-align with humanity to build momentum.