"I want to know it all!" Sylvanas said, leaning forward and staring at Shane.

"Haven't you sent men to keep an eye on me from the first day I came? Even if there are any secrets, they can't hide it from you. Sean looked Sylvanas in the eye.

"I know who you are, I knew you before I came, and you are a diligent mage as rumored. And through observation, I know your habits, I know your hobbies, and I know your little plans. My men have reported to me that you have destroyed three troll camps, killed at least four priests, and combined with the three sorcerers killed in the Wraith Lands, your record is seven. Tell me now! Gen Shane, what motivates you, desperate to become stronger. ”

The more Sylvanas spoke, the closer his face was to Shane, and the tips of their noses almost touched, and they could feel each other's breath blowing on their faces.

"It's Wen Lesa," Shane said without thinking.

"Huh?" Sylvanas frowned in confusion, sat up straight, returned to his normal distance, and thought for a moment: "Yes, it's not right, at least not all of it. The look in your eyes tells me that you only say half of it. ”

"I think my eyes are very pure." Shane smiled, "Why don't you take another look." ”

Sylvanas looked at it again suspiciously, then smiled as well, "You're really different from the other Dawnblades, you have a cunning they don't have, but at least you're not a nasty elf. ”

Shane was thinking that the three Windranger sisters didn't have a fuel-efficient lamp, the difficult Aurelia, the intuitive Winressa, and the difficult and intuitive Sylvanas. If the three sisters were together and dealt with one person together, the scene would not be imaginable.

After saying that, Sylvanas didn't leave, but stayed by Shane's side, and even if she went back to the house, she followed. Shane was a little unaccustomed to following someone around him. Sylvanas didn't speak, just observed.

"Ignore her, I'll leave after a while" Shane concentrated on the evening cultivation, but he underestimated Sylvanas's patience, and the late cultivation was until the refining of magic glass, and she hadn't left yet, sitting not far away to observe.

The astronomical telescope is still short of eyepieces to be refined, and there are three groups of them, from which the best use is selected. The focal length relationship, the proportional size is done in the brain, and it is made in groups according to the data. Because the eyepiece is much smaller, it has higher requirements in terms of light transmission and clarity, and the difficulty of refining is not lower than that of a large objective.

Concentrate and control carefully, and the last group is completed, and all three groups are floated in front of you at the same time. Sylvanas didn't say a word from the time he entered the house, and watched the whole process quietly. Finally, I looked at the sky and left with a very meaningful smile.

Shane shrugged his shoulders and continued to sift through a few parameters for the Eye of Truth.

"User, well done." The Eye of Truth gives data, all excellent.

"I've always been confident in my control, and I'm sure that the three sets of eyepieces are above the design requirements in terms of light clarity and clarity."

Several sets of lenses are ready, the telescope bracket and mirror body are prepared to be made of metal materials, and the base is made of 360 rotating types. The telescope itself is also designed to move one hundred and eighty degrees in two horizontal directions, with the dome as a reference point. For this reason, the entire ceiling on the second floor was completely removed and replaced with magic glass. The amount of work is relatively large, and it was commissioned in Silver Moon City and put on the agenda.

"This device is about the user's desire to capture and use it beautifully, and successfully attract the attention of the female Elf of Sylvanas."

"Want to get away with it? Where did you learn? "The Eye of Truth is getting bigger and bigger.

"In epic biographies, no, not to mention the user's methods are the same as in the story."

Sean knew that the Eye of Truth was crooked again, and was always on the same question, "Why do you always care about the things you have with the female elves?"

"Establish a conversational task, find the reason, succeed: First, the device puts the user as the highest priority. Second, "Biology" says that survival and reproduction are the top priority of all living things, and users affirm this statement. Third, the user has no offspring. Fourth, this device has the obligation to urge the user to reproduce. ”

"I said, there is one thing you have overlooked, intelligent beings are different from other creatures, reproduction is not the only important thing, such as career ideals, and the pursuit of goals sometimes precedes reproduction." Shane explained that if corrections were abandoned, the Eye of Truth could be crooked.

"However, users also breed**, and the device has detected blood boiling when using a female Elf in close proximity to Sylvanas. Judging from past reactions, these female elves are eligible for the user's courtship. ”

"Shut up" Shane quickly told the Eye of Truth to stop the images from playing in his head.

"Understood, the conversation ends."

Before going to bed, I still did two sets of physical exercises, and I was used to sticking to it for more than half a month, and my body was indeed better than in Quelcera, and the muscles in my arms were no longer so soft.

Sylvanas' relationship with Shane breaks the ice, and the attitude of the Sentry Ranger changes. There are even a few clusters, the Dawnlight Clan.

Sylvanas was also told something: mages are a privileged class in High Elf society, so patrols are allowed. At the sentry post, the mage is tasked with monitoring the trolls for high-level spellcasters, and if they do, report them immediately.

It just so happened that the puppet Tiger was slightly broken in the last battle, and the armor plate on the back needed to be replaced. Shane asks Sylvanas if he can go back to Silvermoon City to repair it. Sylvanas agreed, and then made a request to the Quettalin Mage Organization, and successfully bypassed Aurelia and obtained permission to return to Silvermoon City.

Sylvanas was now a regular in his room, and generally watched very quietly and rarely spoke. Occasionally, he chatted with Shane about the battle. Talking about operations, I was very interested in Shane's concept of omni-channel blocking of intelligence, and I would add my own understanding to Shane's story, at this time she was talking, and Shane listened quietly.

Sometimes, Sylvanas would stop and say, "Are you listening?" Sean nodded before she continued.

On the day of approval, Shane hit the road. Passing by Quetalin and inquiring about Hadurun-Mingyi, he was transferred to the south to guard the border between elves and humans. Sure enough, it's a smuggler, and it's quite suitable for him. Rumors of him were also heard in the tavern as several drunken merchants.

"On that day, the mage stood in the hands of the puppet, facing thousands of trolls, and with a wave of his hand, the stars fell...... Hiccup, then the troll dies with a light. ”

Hawkins Firehawk was going to get married, but he wasn't in Quettalin, because he didn't have much savings in his early years, so he went out on an adventure with his two waitresses for money.

The rumor about him in the tavern was: "When you earn money, you will go back to your hometown and get married." ”

The mud of the Wraith Lands didn't slow down for more than a few days, and back at Quel'Sellas, the sunwell radiated a lot rougher than it had been before leaving. Sean understood that it wasn't the sunwell that was roughening, but his senses sharpening.

In Yangfan Harbor, the nursery is run by the family, and kobold slaves and fish-man slaves seem to have been abused. Shane saw grass and beans in the trough.

"The nursery doesn't work hard, it's enough to feed them."

If you weren't standing in front of you, you would have thought it was a goblin just by listening to the voice.

The cottage was uninhabited and dusty. There was a place on the table where the dust was obviously thin, and someone had come and written a few words on the dust, followed by some meaningless graffiti after "not back yet".

It's the style of Wenressa.

The cleansing technique was released, and Shane rested for the night, first to meet his mentor and then to find Wenressa.