Looking at Medivan's excited expression, Carlin was suddenly a little stunned.

The person in front of him, this is very different from the image of Medivan in his imagination.

"How much can you drink?" Madison asked him.

"I haven't drunk in years!" Carlin waved his hand and replied, "Drinking alcohol can damage your mental strength!" ”

"Which idiot mage told you?" Medivan shouted swearing.

"Archmage Grey Robes Bus, who died two hundred years ago, mentions this in Chapter 3 of his book The Self-Cultivation of a Mage......," Carlin replied calmly.

"I don't care!" Medivin waved his hand: "This is Karazan, not Dalaran...... Karazan has rules that belong to Karazhan. ”

Moros had already brought another glass of ale and stood beside Carlin.

"Excellent Alvin ale, it tastes great; And I've got it made with the best wheat in the entire Elwyn Forest! Medivan commented.

Carlin took the glass of ale from Moros's hand.

"Of course, if you don't drink well, you can ......"

Madison's words were not finished.

Carlin had begun to gulp down the ale...... As Medivan said, it tastes great!

There was about a quart (about 1.14 liters) of ale in the whole cup, which was a bit difficult for Carlin to drink in one sip, well, so he needed to pause for two sips to swallow.

Medivan looked at the elf in front of him in some surprise.

"Didn't you say you don't drink?" Medivan asked a little strangely, apparently sensing that the other party was not lying.

"No, I just haven't drunk in years...... But before I became a mage, I was a regular at various banquets in Quel'Thalas; Or rather, I was once an alcoholic! Carlin replied with a smile.

"I think I'm starting to appreciate you a little bit!" Medivan said with a smile as he took a long sip of his wine and smacked his lips.

……

Medivan finished with a glass of ale, and Moros walked over to Carlin.

"Astral Mages need to rest!" He said.

Carlin nodded, and walked out of the observatory following the old butler's steps.

Moros began to take Carlin to his residence, and at the same time began to tell him about the current situation in the tower...... Of course, they both wore blindfolds.

"The food in the tower is more ordinary: bread and milk in the morning, cold food such as vegetables and fruits for lunch, and two meat and one ......vegetable for dinner," Moros said in his slightly eerie voice, "If you have any special requests for food, you can ask them!" ”

"What kind of requirements, for example?" Carlin asked curiously.

"Wild boar meat from the countryside of the East Valley, crocodile meat from the dark swamp, or crab cake, red ridge mountain stew, and fish-man fin soup; Whenever you need it, you can bring it up! Of course, I can't guarantee how delicious Cook will be with these ingredients! ”

"And then you go to the door and buy it?" Carlin asked with some curiosity, wondering if such a strange butler would scare everyone away when he walked into the market?

"You don't have to...... I'll write to the local officials and they'll send it! Moros replied.

"Okay...... Are there any special requirements for astral mages? Carlin asked again.

"No, he just asked for the wine from all over the world to be delivered as soon as possible!" Moros shook his head.

"Then I don't have to!" Carlin shook his head, "It's not good to cause trouble to people!" ”

……

With Carlin with him, Moros crossed a banquet hall and bypassed a large stone statue to a small room.

On one side of the room was a narrow bed, and on the opposite side was an equally narrow table with an empty shelf. There is also a closet for things.

After taking off his blindfold, Carlin opened his backpack, sorted out a few necessary things, and threw them into the closet.

"The toilet is in the innermost part, you pack up your things and go to the kitchen below, Cook will give you a hot dish!" Moros said: "Is there anything else you need? ”

"Nope." Carlin shook his head as he opened the window, ready to let the room breathe.

Suddenly he froze, his eyes went dark, and then it was dark, and he lost consciousness......

……

"Damn, it's another prophecy like this!" Carlin, who was in the illusion, said to himself helplessly.

When he returned to the room, he took off his blindfold, but he didn't expect to be able to get hit in the room!

The scene in front of him was very familiar to him......

Dalaran is located on Cross Island, just below him...... Yes, he floated in the sky, with a bird's-eye view of all of Dalaran.

Also, by his side is ......

Red dragons, more than twenty huge red dragons, each of which has several orc dragon riders.

There is no doubt that their target is ...... Dalaran!

Karin vaguely saw several archmages flying out of the city of Dalaran, apparently not going to sit idly by and watch the city be consumed by the dragon's flames.

There must have been familiar figures among them, but Carlin had no interest in them.

How do you get out of this illusion? Or to leave this prophecy?

Carlin pursed his lips.

As before, stimulate your brain with mental power again?

No, if you use this drastic technique too much, you will probably turn yourself into a madman...... A gentle approach has to be taken!

As Carlin pondered, he saw a red dragon spew a breath of fire at a town near Dalaran!

The entire town was engulfed in flames, including a separate courtyard not far from the town...... This small courtyard is familiar to Carlin, it is the home of Kel'thugad.

Carlin pursed his lips, then closed his eyes as he sealed his hearing with his mental power.

The battle between the dragons and the mages began......

Carlin didn't know which mages were involved in the battle, nor did he know the final outcome of the battle, let alone his role in the battle......

……

"Mr. Carlin! Mr. Carlin! ”

Moros, beside him, kept shaking him.

Carlin opened his eyes and regained his composure.

"Looks like your blindfold isn't working!" Carlin smiled and said.

Moros frowned and didn't speak.

"I heard that Mrs. Cook has a pair of glasses?" Carlin asked.

"Yes...... Cook had a pair of quartz glasses that allowed him to not see what was in the tower...... It was forged by herself! Moros replied intermittently.

"Didn't you just ask me if I had any other needs? I'd like to ask her to make me the same pair of glasses, okay? Carlin asked again.