While the sun was shining in Quelsellas, autumn in the Haunted Lands came early, and the broad leaves scattered scattered to add a layer of color to the earth.

"It's south of Quelsellas, but winters in the Wraith Lands aren't any better than there." Each elf who has been in the Haunted Lands for a long time will teach the newcomers that have just arrived: "Quelsellas has a sunwell, so the seasons are like spring. But here, you'll need to pack your fleece jacket and boots and gloves, or you'll be sent back to Silvermoon City swollen all over. ”

The words of the veteran to scare the newcomer, and there are really some elves who believe that Shane received several applications for logistics support in his hands, and he also followed the requirements of his subordinates, summarized and compiled them, and then passed them up. Two clothing stores were quietly opened in the sentry post.

Sylvanas was the commander, and Windsa was training at the Far Wanderer, and the three rarely met at the same time. Usually only one of the sisters accompanies Shane, and while practicing her spells, Shane listens to their feelings and deeds. The time spent together was quiet, but it drained quickly, and when I looked back, I saw that it was so late. ’

"Wen Resa is working harder and harder, but the gap is still getting bigger and bigger."

With a sigh in his ears, Shane woke up from his meditation, his vision filled with a bright white light, and when the light dissipated, he saw Sylvanas placing a stack of papers on the table.

"Didn't you lead the patrol?" It's still daytime, and it's strange that Sylvanas, like him, never slackens off.

"Leave that to Theron, and he'll be able to take charge of it on his own. It's you, who keep getting stronger, and although I'm very happy for you, even I feel the pressure, let alone Wen Rasa. Hey~~~ Forget it, anyway, you have your reasons, plan to be here, you see. ”

More than thirty days ago, Shanra and Sylvanas pushed for a battle plan: launch an attack on the trolls before winter. The mage system readily supported this plan, because Shane did not ask them for resources, and only applied for more than 20,000 funds. Sylvanas took the opportunity to ask the Ranger Command and the Council for resources, saying, "Isn't it natural for a commander to find ways to increase his own strength? Besides, we have to find something to do for those guys who are vegetarian in the corpse position, otherwise they will have too much leisure. ’

It took more than twenty days for the council to scrape together some resources for Sylvanas, and the ten blade throwers she had applied for had arrived a few days ago, but the Ranger Command had temporarily placed the Far Traveler under her command and allocated another two hundred Ranger to support.

"Did Sylvanas get started with the Ranger General?" Shane looked at the power configuration and quietly raised his eyes to Sylvanas. The elf looked at him with her feet crossed triumphantly and smiled.

Turning over the power allocation chapter, the goal of the battle is to drive all the trolls into Zuaman. The process of the battle is similar to a mopping operation, destroying all the strongholds on the outskirts of Zuaman in order to attract the troll army to a decisive battle.

"Shall we act together?" Shane put it back in place after reading it.

"Of course we act together, the Red Sun Guard is my important left hook."

"Then I'll hand over the Chiyang Guards to you to command, do you have any other requirements?" Commanding operations is Sylvanas' forte, and the Red Sun Guard can be given command to her.

"One thing is required, can your combat puppet long-range attack be changed to a heavy crossbow?"

"Yes," Shane nodded in agreement. Sylvanas is sensitive to war, and Hadurun-Mingyi has also reacted to Shane's strategy of adding a ballista, and after considering it, he asked the engineers under the command of the White Tower to develop a modification with the most balanced recoil.

"Then it's okay, I still have to arrange work, and I'll come back to you in the evening." Sylvanas picked up the papers again and left.

The two sisters grew stronger in their own ways, and Shane could feel them working hard where he couldn't see.

Seeing the female elf disappear, Shane stood up and moved her sedentary body. The physical exercise designed for him by the Eye of Truth is very effective. Continued to exercise every night before going to bed, the muscles are not atrophied like other mages, and the mermaid line on the small belly has not yet appeared, but there are some muscles.

At this moment, the cool breeze blew on his face, and Sean turned his head, and the sunlight poured into the room through the window as far as his eyes could see, and small particles like dust rolled in the light. Touching his skin, he walked to the window to bask in the sun, warm and comfortable.

"Sasana, I'm definitely number one, you see my heather, it's much stronger than your dog's tail grass."

"Ahh Shut up, Carlinda, I can't stand you anymore, bone-sting, bone-sting, if you dare to say a word of dog's tail grass again, I'll chop you under with a shovel" Sashana raised her fur like an enraged puppy, baring her teeth at her companion.

Seeing that her companion was serious, Carlinda didn't speak anymore and shrank back.

Shane heard the voice and lowered his head to see the two apprentices harvesting herbs in the nursery, and they deserved a great compliment for their ability to keep their hands covered in mud regardless of their size.

"It's their luck that they didn't go to Silvermoon City, and it's also my luck, but I can't make them too proud."

Sean remembered promising to reward the winner of the two apprentices, but he hadn't decided exactly what the reward would be. In the future, there will be more apprentices in the Mage Tower, and he wants to divide the apprentices into two academies and compete with each other to learn. Two colleges, each with a chief apprentice, help manage new students.

"That's a good idea" Shane praised his idea, as a symbol of the chief apprentice, how about a staff per person? The winner is rewarded with an enchanted badge. He had plenty of loot from the trolls in his bag, more than enough to make two staffs.

The magic item workshop is used by Yan Ying, and most of the magic equipment produced by the Red Sun White Tower is made by him. Sean occasionally does a boutique or two.

"Oh, you finally remembered your two apprentices, I thought you forgot about the reward given to them" Yan Ying aimed to pay off his debts, and his work did not stop for a moment. Fighting trolls requires a large number of enchanted arrows, and the military quartermaster brings him a large amount of income and can be expected to pay off his debts.

"How can you forget? They are like two fine seeds that have not yet germinated, and they need to be carefully nurtured in order to thrive. ”

Shane waited for Flame Eagle to complete a set of enchantments, took over the use of the workshop, and took out two giant magic wands from his magic pocket to modify. Holding one in one hand, the purest arcane energy shines through the palm of the hand, washing away the remnants of hexology in the staff.

"Wow~~ I can't do this with you, it will take at least two days to wash away the witchcraft inside."

"That's because you've been drained of your spirits by the wine. If you quit drinking for ten years, you can do the same skill as me," Shane laughed, and there was never jealousy in Yan Ying's words, which was one of the reasons why he valued Yan Ying.

"Wine and Arcane are indispensable, I'm Hawkins-Firehawk, and I love my life."

Individuals have their own attitude towards life, and even friends should remember not to interfere.

Washing away the last vestiges of hexology, Shane carved spells into the two staffs, one for the cold wind and the other for the tongue of fire.

"Yan Ying, there is still a vacancy on the staff, help carve the two sheep transformation techniques."

"High-level mages are usually immune to metamorphosis spells, etc., I see, two little guys are just right to use" Yan Ying specializes in the transformation school, and turning into a sheep is also one of his specialties. Flame Eagle grabbed the staff, glaring and holding his breath.

He was sweating profusely, his face was flushed, and the portrayal was finally completed.

"Thanks to me, I left my name on the staff."

Shane took it with both hands, and casually melted the two pieces of silver with the flames of the Flame Explosion Technique, and the spell and spirit cooperated, extracting liquid metal to decorate the staff, and then sprinkled real silver powder and gold dust to distinguish the appearance.

The edges of the staff pattern are spiritually engraved with 'Chief Apprentice's Staff of Punishment - Ice, Chief Apprentice's Staff of Punishment - Flame, and the names of Sean and Flame Eagle.

Finally, use the remaining liquid silver to create a small badge and enchant a light spell as a prize for the victor.