What is the Blade of Dawn, Haduron Mingyi has a deep feeling.

"Dawnblade is the one that can cook a quail in an atmosphere as long as three members are together," he said in the tavern one day off.

"Why?" The crowd asked

"Yu Reshen 'stew', hahahaha."

"Isn't our master also the Dawnblade?" The drinker asked

"Our master is not as rigid as they are, but he is so cunning that everyone thinks he is ...... Hiccup" Haduron paused and tilted his head to take a drink: "Cheers to our master, hahaha." ”

"Cheers"

Soon, he couldn't laugh, and a large number of Dawnblade Priests entered the Red Sun Guard, each battle group was accompanied by three priests, and they had another identity that made Haduron unspeakable: reserve members of the White Tower Council.

At one meeting, Shane led the way, and the White Tower Council unanimously agreed, and some of the Dawnblades were admitted to the council, and without incident, all of them became full members a year later. Then the members of the council got out of the company and went to the front with the military priest, and as soon as the policy came out, Haduron could only sigh and obey the arrangement. No matter what he did, as long as he was in the barracks, even if he drank water, there was a silent priest staring at him.

Complaining to Shane, Shane said: As long as they find a way, they get along very well. When Haduron heard this, he went back to find a way.

The Chiyang Guards have their own temperament: chivalrous and drunk, like a fine wine in a bottle, if you drink it excessively, you will be dizzy and weak the next day, so you must match a bottle stopper to control the rangers to release their energy just right.

In addition to his opponents, the people who pay attention to Shane are the people who love him.

Four arachnid puppets, with the ranger cavalry to do combat drills, the puppet carrying the blade car and the ranger crew, the ranger light cavalry combined into a very layered shooting formation. 300 steps to throw the blade, 100 steps to shoot, close charge, three means of distance strike, and then use their own mobility to attack far and near. If you bring the battle into its own rhythm, victory is within reach.

"It's enough to deal with miscellaneous soldiers" Sylvanas led the army to the Red Sun and White Tower, and automatically used her taunt talent, and the female elf had a strong aura. The moment it appeared, the Red Sun Guard rangers retreated.

At this time, Shane automatically ignored a male ranger who had been thrown into the sea by him, and noticed that the female elf was surrounded by guards, both male and female. He used the highest standards to judge their military appearance and discipline: ah~ Throw off the three streets of the Chiyang Guard; The spiritual outlook has its own merits.

"I heard that, congratulations. The next patriarch of the Dawn Blade" The female elf turned over and got off the chocobo, brushed Shane's shoulder on the shoulder, and smiled generously at him, "When will you keep your promise." ”

"Soon," Shane said.

"My family won't support it, but only I can call the shots, and I'm waiting for you to go to the day when the Tower of Windranger is officially proposed," the elf said with a warm smile, smiling and congratulating Shane on her growth. A wind blew her cloak, armor, longbow and short sword, revealing her other identity, a general who wears three hats and commands half of the elves.

Both of them are busy people right now. I cherish the little time we spend together. His subordinates didn't bother him today, and the Dawnblade didn't show up to oppose him, and they kindly supported their relationship. In the small living room of the Red Sun White Tower, they, two cups of black tea and a book, told and listened to each other, and spent days worth remembering.

Sylvanas's army is about to enter the land of trolls and launch a sweep offensive in the second half of the year. The autumn offensive was delayed by two months because of the increase in her position and the fact that things were straightened out. "Half of the recruits," the elf said. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "The council transferred veterans, and a lot of novices were stuffed to increase my trouble." But they don't know that I like recruits instead. Because newcomers are like blank slates, it won't be long before I train them to become rangers of Windrangers, and they are really asking for trouble. ”

Shane gripped a cup of tea, rubbing the rim gently, imagining what the council would look like when he found out that the Ranger had been trained by Windranger, his mind glad at Sylvanas' delight.

"Something to eat in the evening."

"Whatever. Light"

"Okay, I'll tell the cook to do it" put a magic message, and Shane handed it to the apprentice to contact the cook.

After a while, dinner came.

In winter, the Spiritlands are higher dimensional, and the daylight quickly slips away.

After dinner, it was completely dark, and at night, the street lights of the red sun and white tower were shining, and the hazy yellow faintly illuminated the road. It's not as good as the all-night like day in Silvermoon City, and the feeling here is just right for a small border place.

The terrace of the White Tower, Sean and Sylvanas leisurely and appreciatively watching all this, the green trees and lawns between the street area and the mage area, are also a place for people to rest and chat, although it is winter, but the magic works on some lawns and trees, keeping it green and full of life force, and the mage area behind it is not a place for civilians to enter and exit casually.

During the day, residents have their own jobs, and at night after work, people come to the streets, and the busiest time of the day comes, they go out into the streets to relax, shop, or drink and have fun. The academy engineering brought caravans, construction teams, and they brought merchants who served the caravans. Dozens of students in the academy, rangers and priests under Shane also have their own needs, and the White Tower is becoming more and more prosperous.

"I've lived here for five years, and I've been busy hunting trolls every year, and I never thought that the sentry post would become so prosperous" Sylvanas looked at the civilians living here and said, "You look at their expressions, they are more satisfied with life, but no, they should be full of hope for life, Shane, you are different from other elves, guiding the people who come out of Silvermoon City." ”

The female elf's eyes were blazing, and she said sincerely.

"Perhaps, the difference between me and other elves is that the mobility is different" Shane replied to the female elf: "The White Tower is in the ascending stage, and it is natural to grasp the present and look forward to the future to become the spiritual norm of the residents. ”

"And your untelltainable sense of crisis" Sylvanas understood Shane, and said that not to say a word, to love someone is not to know all his secrets, and it is more attractive to keep some secrets.

She consciously sees men more accurately than her eldest sister, and the male creatures close to their sisters in the eyes of the eldest sister are all pests. "And it was our common luck that I met Shane," the elf's instinct told her, and her life would take a very different and magnificent path. "It's a pity I'm leaving tomorrow"

"Good luck with your victory," Shane said, taking Sylvanas' hand, smiling at each other, and admiring the night view of the White Tower

The two ranger troops within the White Tower don't get along well like their leader. The regular ranger faced the irregular ranger, and the tavern was opened, and the sound was noisy, and it was clearly transmitted to the white tower.

"Amateur" Losoma yells "Die"

"Professional, eat me a punch" was Hadurun's voice.

At first, it was a hand-to-hand fight between two people, and I don't know who shouted: "The irregular rangers are coming, the regular bullies are coming" The two-person hand-to-hand fight evolved into a group fight, venting their excess energy.

Sylvanas sneered, "I don't think it's better to organize them later."

"Listen to you," said Shane, "the chaplaincy will be busy in the evenings. ”

Sean is 'like a god', and his team of priests join the fight, and Dawnblade uses their strong 'sense of collective honor' to be more ruthless than the Ranger. "Let's go over," said Shane with a sneer, seeing the man in the robes using a wooden staff as an axe. Take control of the scene with the elves before things get out of hand.

During the day, Sylvanas took dozens of wounded soldiers, and Shane saw them off to the border alone.

Haduron later told Shaun about the black history of Losoma putting little shoes on them, and said, "It's just that I'm disgusted with the little white faces with their hair combed." "The Red Sun Ranger isn't unkempt, but it's not as meticulously groomed as Sylvanas' guards.

"Are you jealous?"

"Not at all" he waved his fist: "Luo Soma eats my two skills Chiyang Iron Fist, and he will not have a good time." Compared to you, you're just an ordinary-looking elf, and looking at Ms. Sylvanas's guards, don't you have a sense of crisis? ”

"Men don't eat with their faces," Shane said

"Men who make people envious, speak with ease," Haduron made a crooked expression, "The vengeance of the Blade of Dawn and the Windrangers is known to all elves, do you know what your people think of your relationship with Sylvanas?" ”

"Say it quickly."

"I've changed my opinion about Dawnblade a little, I asked for you yesterday, and they said they were expecting a big victory from you"

"They" Sean sighed, and Dawnblade gossiped.

"I have to go beforehand"

Haduron said and left.

Sean shook his head and sat down, looking at the calendar on his desk, flipping through the pages of the calendar, and wonderfully thought: history is about to begin. (To be continued.) )