"Maybe you're right, the Twilight Forest isn't safe, but I'm not sure I'll be able to convince Merry that he seems to have some purpose in staying in the Twilight Forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" For the coyote demigod's suggestion, Garona also nodded approvingly, but then her eyebrows became tangled again, although from her own point of view, Garona also hoped that Merrell could relocate to Eresaras City with Mad'an, but it was obvious that Merrell stayed in the Twilight Forest because of his personal purpose, so Garona was not sure that she could persuade Merrill to leave with her.

"I don't think you told Merrell who Mad'an's biological father was, did you?" For Garona's doubts, the coyote demigod did not hesitate at all, and gave Garona a solution.

"You're saying Merry knows Medivan?" If Garona could have known more about Merrell, she would have known what a marked mark this undead hermit had left in history.

Merrell Evilwind was originally a resident of the Arathso Empire about 2,800 years ago, and he was recruited during the war with the trolls, as one of the first mage apprentices, and received the teaching from the High Elf mages, in a sense, these human mages are the first human beings to master the power of magic, and can be regarded as the ancestor of the current magic kingdom of Dalaran.

In the war between the alliance of humans and the High Elves and the Amani trolls, Merrell was raided by the troll army and unfortunately died heroically, but this is not the end of Merrell, in fact, the legendary life of this archmage has just begun, with the help of other mages, Merrell completely transformed himself into an undead, but for some unknown reasons, Merrell still retains the self-discipline and sobriety that he should have as a mage, rather than being indifferent and bloodthirsty and irrational like other undead.

When humans and the High Elves won the war against the Amani trolls, Merrell found himself at odds with the living, finding a place away from the crowd and devoting his endless life to the study of magic, where only the mages he knew best.

Soon two hundred years later, after the establishment of the magical city-state of Dalaran, due to the unrestrained abuse of magic by the human mages in the city, the space of Dalaran was finally torn apart into countless tiny cracks, and the arcane energy that continued to escape also made the demons in the distorted void be attracted to this magical city in large numbers, in order to fight against these demons, under the efforts of Merrell and other people of insight, The High Elves' Council of the Silvermoon and the Mage Council of Dalaran have decided to work together to create a secret mage organization to fight the demons that have infiltrated Azeroth, which is where the Council of Tirith comes from, and Merrell is one of the founders of this organization.

For the next nearly two thousand years, except for occasional participation in the major affairs of the Tirisfa Council, Merrell rarely even went out, until Medivan's mother, the former Tirisfa Guardian Egwen, was influenced by Sargeras (at this time Egwene had defeated the incarnation of Sargeras and sealed the demon's body in Surama, but Sargeras's soul was hidden in Egwene's body), and after a complete break with the Tirisfa Council, in order to spy on Egwen and Karazan nearby, Merrell relocated his retreat to the periphery of Stormwind.

Of course, Garona didn't know all this, and it was a pure accident that she and Merrell met and became friends, and Merrell didn't know anything about what happened between Garona and Medivan, but Merrell found out that Madrian's talent was extraordinary, so he decided to teach the future guardian even though he didn't know that Madrian's father was Medivan.

"What do you think a powerful mage like Merrell is going anywhere, but he is living in seclusion around Stormwind City?" The coyote demigod is also unaware of Merrell's legendary deeds, but from Garona's introduction, the coyote demigod feels that Merrell and Hamuel have many similarities.

Obviously, a good old man like Merrell with a gentle personality, profound knowledge, and strong strength, the coyote demigod does not intend to let go, in fact, the coyote demigod planned to get Merrell back to Eresaras City from the beginning, after all, education should start with the gnolls cubs, and for Merrell, teaching a Maidan is also teaching anyway, and by the way, bring a group of cute gnolls cubs, why not?!

"You're saying he and Khadgar have the same purpose? All to spy on Medivan's secrets? So what I told Merrell about Maidean's background, will it lead to Maidean's danger? "It's just that the coyote demigod statement clearly misunderstood something for Garona, and she mistakenly thought that Merrell's purpose of seclusion around Stormwind was the same as Khadgar's.

After all, even Khadgar himself admits that Dalaran's Mage Council attaches great importance to Medivan's secrets, so in addition to Khadgar, it is not impossible to send a powerful archmage as insurance, so Garona is also a little worried about whether Merrell will be unfavorable to Madan after knowing Madjan's identity, after all, now that Medivan is dead, Madan is Karazan's worthy heir.

"Since you're worried that Merrell will be bad for Mad'an, why don't we go together? I guess Merrell's place of residence shouldn't be too far away? "Obviously, the coyote demigod was a little speechless about Garona's caution, but he was also on the way anyway, so it didn't matter if he went together, and it just so happened that the coyote demigod could also bring the Scepter of Sargeras to the learned archmage for evaluation.

"Sit tight, hold on! I'm going to start accelerating! The coyote demigod let Garona ride on his back, and then it took the scepter of Sargeras that Gul'dan had dropped aside, and it was obvious that the scepter that Gul'dan had to hold with both hands was like a toothpick for the huge size of the coyote demigod, and the coyote demigod holding this Burning Legion limited edition "toothpick" was like a thug holding a toothpick, but this coyote didn't pay much attention to the image, it ran quickly along the soft sand, And left a line of footprints shaped like plum blossoms on the soft sand.