The Red Sun White Tower, Shane's 'lair'.

After brushing the Night Elves, he had a hunch that one day people would think of him: skeleton-level elites. I just don't know if there are dozens of cannon fodder in front of me, one of them said: Each group brushes the buff according to the distribution, eats food, and the priest and shaman put a shield on T and prepare to open.

Ding Dong ~ More than a dozen molds fell to the table and tumbled a few times to make a crisp sound, and the pattern in the groove was the obverse of the Lordaeron gold coin. How strong a country is, you can see one or two by looking at the gold coins. The elf's neighbor, Lordaeron's national power is at its peak, and the gold coin contains only three layers of lead. In the spirit of profitability, Shane increased the lead content to three layers of five, but the degree of delicacy of the mold was definitely a line higher than theirs.

The gold worth 400,000 was conjured into an additional 130,000 gold coins by him like this, and the total amount of 530,000 seemed like a lot, but it would not even splash when it entered circulation.

Shane pressed the bell, and the apprentice, Sashana, entered.

"What does the teacher command?"

"The mold is taken to the puppet workshop and the gold coins are stamped using the equipment inside. Call on Carlinda and learn how to use the equipment of the Puppet Workshop is your subject for the next few days. ”

The apprentice bowed and left, and the first batch of gold coins was quickly placed in Shane's hand, and he played with it twice, and it felt wide and strong, and the pattern lines were clear and graceful, compared to the original Lordaeron gold coin, which looked like a fake. Falsification must be more true than reality - the proverb of the school of illusion.

The stamped gold coins were all used by Dalaran and Kurtiras to buy Northland Metal, which may not be enough. In order to make the Hongyang White Tower have the ability to move after floating, the design should have two floating rings, one large and one small, the large floating ring is buried in the ground, and the small floating ring floats in the halfway waist of the Hongyang White Tower.

What is needed in total? Shane calculated that it would be at least one million gold coins, and as for the cost of compression, he had to make careful calculations until the Northland route was opened.

There is a lack of money in the hand, and gold coins are indeed a common spell all over the world, and without gold coins, arcane magic cannot be practiced in the material world. Arcane. Military power, political power, divine power, Jin Yuan. It is interwoven into the rules of social order, and everyone dances under the rules. Thinking of this, Shane had more insights, what kind of order is the order beloved by the world of Azeroth? The order that moves the world forward is the rule that is accepted by the world. Compared to what I have seen and heard in my past and present lives, the rules of the world of Azeroth are not perfect. The simplest phenomenon is that the dead and the living coexist in the same life, there is no strict boundary to separate, and the chaotic law of life and death drags down the momentum of the world.

I wonder if there are any people who have thought the same way as him, or if the people of Azeroth think that life and death should have no boundaries and never think about it?

There was something in the darkness that echoed Shane's thoughts, and the sweet feeling was like nectar. At this moment, more realizations came, the rules of the world are issues that only the holder of divinity is qualified to think about, and the rest are mundane and not enough to talk about.

There is a little sublimation of the spirit. Accumulated into the spirit, as a foreshadowing to the eight rings.

Fifteen days after returning to the White Tower, Sean didn't rush to Silvermoon City, waiting for the council to invite him to join the game and regulate his instability outside the power field.

A few days ago, the mentor who stayed in Silvermoon City sent a message that the council members were brewing something for him to do, wanting to separate Shane and Sylvanas. They try to make things difficult for the elves in order to warn the two families not to get too close, but to their surprise. Sylvanas ignored the warning, and Shane didn't care. After the 'trip', they returned to Quel'Salas and the two became closer.

The Windrangers have no influence on Sylvanas, and the Dawnblade has no control over Shane. This realization has been difficult for some people.

Outside the Red and White Tower, a group of knights crossed the avenue of farmland, and the fields on both sides were reclaimed into squares, with elves and some small puppets working in the fields. And above the red chocobo in this group of knights, it was Verles, who had arrived from Silvermoon City.

He came here for the second time, the last time he came to read the king's reward. At that time, the Red Sun and White Pagoda were desolate border sentry posts. Now there are neat fields, neat roads, mainly grain crops, with herb nurseries, vineyards, and good growth, and it is only the second year, everything is in order, and all the changes are due to the mage I want to visit.

Verles thought with a somewhat complicated expression, and the group arrived at the sentry post, went through the notification process, and were ushered into the mage tower. The little girl who guided him last time didn't see it, and this time she was replaced by an adult female elf. He couldn't get anything out of his mouth. The mage named Erexi Morning Song said back and forth, "Please don't inquire about the Master's business" and asked him to wait in the reception room with a smile on his face. The smile was familiar to him, a mask-like smile.

Erecy had a clear idea of what she had to do as a legal advisor to the Master, a part-time clerk. Talk less, inquire less, don't look at what you shouldn't see, and don't do what the master tells you to do. Leaving Velles, she went to her study to report on the situation.

Shane observed Velles' expression in the Mage Tower's surveillance for a while, he had a mixed sense of discomfort and was not comfortable with the change in identity? Then forgive him for a moment.

"Is Sylvanas back?" Shane asked.

"Lady Windranger in the Bath"

"You go...... Forget it, you step aside."

Sylvanas returns to the former Windranger Outpost, sets out at sunrise in the morning to patrol the woods and rivers, walks through fields, walks on roads, and leaves footprints in familiar lands, and returns to the Mage's Tower at night to spend a leisurely day with Shane on his evening meditation or stargazing at the stargazing platform.

"Are the people from Silvermoon City here?" In the middle of the night, she wiped her hair and walked into the study: "When I came back, I saw a few chocobos with phoenix emblems on their coats. ”

She was dressed in a dignified home-style dress, with hot water droplets on her skin, and her hair wrapped in a towel and rubbed, all of which revealed her most simple side, but it could not reduce her beauty, but added some charm to life.

Shane liked her dress: "The person who came was Villeres. I guess we're going to have to rush to our respective posts, so let him come over now? ”

"Let him come, but wait first" The elf smiled lightly, took a look, quickly tidied up, and took out a comb to tidy her hair, "Blow dry my hair with the cleansing technique I cast." ”

The magic flashed, and Sylvanas finally put her hair on her back and sat on the arm of her chair against Shane.

"I'm ready, call him over," the elf was intent on letting someone know about her relationship with Shane.

Verles was finally revealed, suppressed all discomfort, and walked into the study with the most normal expression.

The "elf who can't afford not to pay attention" saw Sean for the first time, and Wellles was stunned for a second.

"Master Shane, I represent ......" He suddenly saw Sylvanas and paused again, "The king and the council ask Master Shane to be sure to attend the meeting on the first day of next month." ”

Then salute Sylvanas: "Lady Sylvanas's leave is canceled, and she is appointed commander of the Elven Gate, commander of the patrol cavalry, and the appointment documents are here"

The hand of magic dragged the document to Sylvanas's hand, and the female elf opened it and looked at it, and the council made a lot of work, originally the military leader of the Ghost Lands, but now he wears three hats, and he intends to keep her busy.

"So I quit under it"

"Don't you stay one night?" the elf asked deliberately.

"No, I'll retire."

Verles hurried out of the Mage's Tower, it was getting late, but now he had to go to the meeting immediately.

The masters of Silvermoon City were wrong, and His Majesty the King was wrong. Wrong, the last time we met was in disguise, Shane-Dawnblade He had expected the council's actions and was waiting for me unhurriedly, more thoughtful than the few masters at the bottom of the ranking, not an elf who could be manipulated at will.

He waited deliberately for many days, so that he was ready to show his minions in a good manner.

As soon as the night breeze blew, Vellais shivered, his mind calmed down a lot, looking back at the light of the mage tower in the dark night, the political situation in Silvermoon City has been very stable, I hope this time it will be stable. (To be continued.) )