Chapter 13: What? Your name is "Merry Winterwind"?
After a brief conversation, Mistress Grian Stallman departed with his men and headed to the Jangorod Mines to inspect the details.
In any case, as the second of the three mountains of the Western Wilderness, the combination of kobolds and fish-men is a major event that can affect the situation of the entire western wilderness, and Grian Stallman has to be extremely careful. In comparison, a teenager who can cut wood and repair a puppet in a wheat field is insignificant.
Old Satin had planned to follow Grian to the town of Shining Gold, but when they came, Grian had to inspect the Jangorod Mines and the Gold Coast, which was dangerous along the way; Second, Old Sardinia was going to take the truck to Shining Gold Town to do business, and now the goods are not ready, of course he can't set off.
So after some discussion with Grian, old Sardinia decided to wait another day. Tomorrow, Old Satin will head straight to Jason's Farm, the northernmost part of the Wild West, to meet Grian, and then head to Shining Gold together.
After breakfast, Sean did not go back to his room, but went to the warehouse.
Closing the door, Sean leaned on the scrapped wheat field puppet, and his little face sank instantly.
Today, Sean is upset.
Yes, in front of Grian, he felt very passive. This is not only because of the gap in age and experience, but also because of the difference in status and strength between each other.
Grian is a paladin, a member of the Knights of the Silver Hand, a veteran of Lordaeron's desperate struggle against the Scourge Legion, the leader of the Western Wilderness People's Army, and the sheriff of Sentinel Ridge.
And Sean, just a minor half-elf, has never learned martial arts, and if he really fights, I'm afraid he can't even beat Old Satin.
In front of Grian, Sean felt a lot of pressure, so he was very upset.
He has to change that.
And if he wants to change this situation, it seems that the only thing he can do at the moment is to change his career and become a mage. In order to become a mage, he must complete the mage professional task called "The Beginning of the Arcane".
And that mission, you need to pass through the gate of time and space to go to Riptide Castle 2,800 years ago. If you want to pass through the space-time gate, you need to invest enough fortress materials to build a temporary space-time gate.
Even if it's a mission, it's no exception.
There was no way, Sean had to hide in the warehouse, silently converting the ore and minecarts obtained from the Jangorod mine into fortress materials.
1, 2, 3......
In the meantime, Sean went back for lunch and then back to the warehouse.
As twilight fell, Sean had accumulated enough fortress resources at noon, enough to complete this crossing.
Sean didn't start right away, though.
Before that, he still needs to get a good night's sleep and recuperate. The devil knows what will happen after passing through the portal of time and space.
After going back to dinner, Sean returned to his room and slept beautifully, until midnight, when the door to time and space was built.
"Fort Riptide (Dark Gate, 2,800 years ago)."
"Do you want to enter?"
"Yes/No?"
Sean chose "yes".
The next moment, it was dark in front of him, and Sean disappeared.
I don't know how long it took for Sean to wake up from his slumber.
Before he could open his eyes, Sean heard a series of shouts.
"Sean, Sean! Come and see, come and see! Elf, elf! β
Who's calling me?
Sean hurriedly opened his eyes and quickly counted everything around him.
It is a modest bedroom, with angular rocks forming the walls and foundations of the bedroom. The old wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy appeared in front of him with a happy face, shouting at him.
"Sean, Sean! The legendary elves are here, and they're here at our Riptide Castle! What do you think the elves are doing? I heard that the elves are all good-looking, the men are handsome and the women are beautiful, the body is very good, and the ears are pointed! Sean, Sean, it's similar to your ears, but much sharper than yours! β
Sean followed the voice and looked over.
This is a somewhat thin teenager, the size of which is the same as what he has. Who is he, and how does he know his name? It's weird, too.
But listening to him, it seems that he has come to Riptide Castle? Riptide Fort 2,800 years ago?
Now, a group of elves have arrived at Riptide Castle? What are they here for?
At this moment, the elven kingdom of Quel'Salas is being attacked by the troll Amani Empire, and the few High Elves cannot resist the crazy trolls, so the King of the High Elves at this time, Anastarian Sunchaser, has to ask for help from the humans who are still very weak at this time, but there are very many of them.
At this time, the human race formed a great empire, that is, the Alaso Empire centered on Riptide Castle.
Anastarian believed that there were many humans, and although they had never been exposed to magic, they had great potential. If you train it, it will definitely come in handy.
So, he came up with a crazy plan.
He sent several ambassadors to Fort Rapids, day and night, to meet with the ruler of the Arathas Empire, Soladin the Great.
Emperor Soladin, though surprised by this, received them with dignity. He had known a little bit about the elves' plight from rumors, but he had never thought that trolls posed a real threat to his country. The weary elves warn the king of the gravity of the situation. Once Quel'Thalas falls, the trolls will undoubtedly have AlaΓ§o as their next target.
Although there were too many doubts about magic, Soladin the Great had to admit that the elven ambassador was right. It's an obvious truth.
So, he agreed to the elf's request.
Soon, the elven mages arrived at Riptide Castle and began to teach humans the ways of magic.
So here's the problem.
Are the elves who come to Riptide Castle now the first elven ambassadors or the elven mages who came later?
Or is that initial arcane training going to take some time, or is it about to begin?
The lack of information sources has created blind spots. Sean also took the easiest way to solve this problem.
He quickly got up, left the bedroom with the boy, and went out into the street.
Whether it's an elven ambassador or an elven mage, you can tell at a glance.
The group of elves, numbered and unhurried, walked from the gates of Riptide Castle towards the king's palace. They didn't ride horses, and they weren't fast, but they all looked very noble and elegant. Sumptuous robes and elaborate staffs, showing their status.
"It turned out to be an elven mage. It seems that the show is about to begin. Sean sighed.
I don't have any time to prepare!
I don't know what kind of people the elven mages are for teaching magic. If you have to screen or something first, if you are screened out, won't it be troublesome? You have to think about it!
Therefore, the traverser has always had atmospheric luck.
At this time, I only heard the young man beside me clench his fists and swear with a serious face: "I, Merry Winterwind, must make a lot of money, buy a lot of beautiful clothes, and dress more noble and beautiful than them!" β
Hearing this, Sean almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.
He pointed to the boy and stammered, "You, what did you say?" You, you are, you're Merry Winterwind? β