"Please forgive me, Prince Farodis. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info: I used a little bit of a trick to get the information that you met with Counselor Savis tonight to discuss. ”

Simon said such a thing, naturally he was ready to meet the scolding of Prince Farodis. But to his surprise, Prince Farodis only sighed tiredly. He sat down and poured himself a glass of wine, taking a sip before speaking.

"It's amazing to be able to be prying eyes without me and Savis noticing. What do you want to say? ”

"Did you promise Savis?"

"This is a request from His Majesty, and I have no reason not to grant it." Prince Farodis looked at the wine glass in his hand and replied without raising his head.

Simon sensed something was wrong with Prince Farodis's words and actions. As far as the Night Elves' worship of the Empress is concerned, getting the other party's attention should never be the way it is now. "However, there seems to be some unrest in your heart."

"What about you?" Prince Farodis looked at him sharply. "Simon, how much are you hiding from Tyrion and from me?"

Simon choked. But he immediately realized that it was an opportunity. "If I say it, will you believe it?"

Prince Farodis did not answer him, but changed his mind. "Tyrion asked me to join me and El Ya in my experiments after taking you as a disciple, but I refused."

"That's in the past, and I didn't take it to heart."

"In fact, I have my own selfish motives in rejecting you. Because I don't want you to know that the cornerstone of our experiment is the stone you traded for me. ”

Simon was taken aback, but what surprised him was even more was to come.

"And what Savis asked me for is the stone."

The amount of information was too much, which made Simon a little stunned for a while.

He gave Prince Farodis a stone of unknown purpose. The prince developed its potential and told Azhara about it. Azhara had the same thing in his hand, which happened to be given to Savis. So Savis used that stone to build the prototype of the cross-border portal???

Is this your own pot?

"I've always known it wasn't an ordinary stone, so I don't think its former owner would be an ordinary Night Elf." Prince Farodis asked him with a calm face. "Now, what do you want to tell me?"

Simon took a deep breath, perhaps Prince Farodis would be the most powerful ally he could strive for. He quickly drew the barrier, isolating the room from the magical elements. This action made the prince frown. But that's about it.

Simon held out his hand towards Prince Farodis. "So, Your Highness the Prince. In the name of the Eternal Keeper of Time, I, Simmond, his heir, ask for your help. ”

Prince Pharodis looked at the hand he stretched out to himself, it was no longer the hand of the Night Elves, but a claw covered in golden scales—the claw of a dragon. Rao was that he had thought of many possibilities, but he was still dumbfounded.

"Please forgive my faux pas, but it's not convenient for me to return to my original self here." Simon tried to be more honest in his tone. "What I'm about to say next may be unbelievable to you. But as you say, I won't hide anything from you anymore. Savis was indeed calling a god, but he was not like Elune. He is the god who brings destruction and destruction to the Night Elves. ”

Simon carefully avoided all unfavorable remarks about Empress Azhara and put the blame on Savis.

"What you said sounds reasonable, but how can I believe you're not cheating on me?"

"I swear in the name of the Eternal Keeper of Time." Simon was in a hurry. "And if that god is allowed into our world, we dragons will have an inevitable catastrophe. His harm will last for tens of thousands of years, even forever, until the world is completely destroyed. ”

Prince Farodis waved his hand. "I know that if you were true, this would be the case. But as I said to Savis -- I need to think twice about something as big as this. ”

"Your Royal Highness!!"

"I will not let the fate of destruction befall this world, even if only for the sake of my people in Assuna. However, I need some time. ”

"But time is precious!"

"Didn't Savis need me to give him the power of the Cornerstone? I guess I still have a few days to think about it. ”

When it comes to this, Simon can only compromise. "Well, hopefully, it won't be long."

"Simon, does Savis know who you are?" Prince Farodis asked suddenly.

"He should know I'm not a Night Elf, but he doesn't know who I am."

"Oh......," Prince Farodis replied. I'm tired, please go back. ”

Simon left Prince Phalodis's room, and within a few steps he said somewhere, "Come out, I know you're there, Illidan." ”

"Tsk."

The air twisted, and then Illidan had an unwilling expression. "You've found out."

"Come on, what do you want to talk to me about? Why be so sneaky. ”

Illidan's face was one of Simon's rare seriousness. "Let's find a convenient place to talk?"

"Okay."

"What do you think of Counselor Sarvis?" Illidan asked, grimacing.

"The question is not how I look at it. Illidan. The question is what do you think. Simon paused, then said, "Do you believe the Counsellor?" ”

"Why don't you believe it?" Illidan asked rhetorically, "The Counsellor is a noble man second only to Her Majesty the Empress, so what good is it for him to lie?" And though I am not strong enough to hear the words of the distant god, the immense coercion I feel from the gods is not a lie. ”

"Even if you already believe Savis, come and ask me what to do?" Simon asked unhappily.

Illidan scratched the back of his head. "Well, didn't you say that? Tyrande ......"

"Do you think Tyrande would serve another god?"

Illidan grimaced. "I just knew she wouldn't, so I came to ask you. Is there any way you think she can change her devotion to Elune? ”

Simon squinted at him. "I think Tyrande will choose to die."

"Tsk!" Illidan was barely jumping in anger. "Why don't you answer people's questions well?"

Simon replied coldly, "Tyrande will not change her devotion to Elune, and with her temperament, she will either defend Elune's dignity until the last moment, or die. There is no other option. ”

"Can't her husband either?" Illidan's voice was a little cautious.

Simon looked at Illidan steadily, then suddenly reached out and patted him on the shoulder. "I know what you're thinking. Illidan. Unfortunately, no. ”

Illidan was patted on the shoulder, and he bared his teeth in dissatisfaction. "Alright, I got it. Why do you have to be so heavy? ”

"Illidan, would you want Tyrande to hate you?"

"What stupid question are you asking, how could I do something that makes Tyrande angry."

Illidan replied with a righteous face, so that Simon couldn't help but laugh out loud in his suppressed mood at the moment - classmate, you have done a lot.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?!" Illidan was dissatisfied. He was clearly serious, why Simon reacted this way.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Simon put away his smile and said solemnly, "In that case, are you willing to do something to make Tyrande happy?" ”

Illidan's eyes lit up. "You say."

Simon hooked Illidan by the neck and whispered. Illidan's eyes grew brighter as he listened.

He patted his chest and swore an oath. "No problem, trifle! Rest assured, wrap it up on me. ”