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As much as he wanted to fly back to her queen right away, the rigors of his personality prevented him from making such a frivolous conclusion: to report back as Alan had told him - there were no Guardians.

He had Alexstaza's expectations on him, and he wanted to make everything perfect.

Crassus no longer holds back about his intentions - a prerequisite for his stay.

Crassus began to tell the story of his origins, admitting that he had been sent by the Dragons to spy on the Night Elves.

"Because the location of the Well of Eternity is somewhat special in history, Her Majesty the Red Dragon Queen specially sent me over to find out if the races derived here are harmless to this world."

"If it turns out to be harmful, then what is the standard of the dragon clan?"

"As long as you don't destroy this planet and don't cause too much trouble to dragons and other races, you should meet this standard."

"And what about the trolls, they are noisy every day, to grab other people's chassis."

Crassus shrugged: "Our standards are loose. ”

"It seems to be true, but you haven't answered all my questions yet." Alan still bites and refuses to let go.

Crassus looked up at the sky: "I think Your Excellency should be able to imagine it. ”

This sentence made the dragon's eyes empty, because Crassus's tone was not a boast, but he took it for granted. But it is also undeniable that among the creatures and races that can still move freely on the planet Azeroth, there are really few opponents who can match the dragons, so it is understandable that the other party will uphold this arrogance.

Although Alan can use Kamui to fall on the other party's face, he gave up, because aside from this arrogance in his bones, Crassus's attitude is still sincere and friendly.

"I can promise you to stay, and cover for your identity," Alan said, "but in exchange, you must also follow the rules of the Night Elves." ”

"Of course." Crassus assured.

"Also, I will arrange for you to do some work within your ability, and as long as you stay here for a day, you will not be allowed to refuse, you can rest assured that it will not be a difficult thing to do, and it will not violate your conscience and your proud pride, and it will not involve your beloved queen, but only use your wisdom as a dragon and the magic that you are good at." Alan added such an additional clause to the end.

Crassus didn't hesitate for long.

"Okay." He replied.

In fact, in the past few days of Alan's absence, Crassus has already made a preliminary observation of the life and production level of the Night Elves. As a new race, the social system of the Night Elves is incredible, although he is not the Taranistaz who loves folklore and geography, and has no interest in the biological research of Azeroth, but because of his early travels, Crassus has some knowledge of most of the races on Camlido.

The civilization of this era is divided into two veins.

One vein comes from the Titans, the so-called Guardians. Titan's technology is a black technology that has accumulated for many years, spanning countless planets, and has the power to create new races. Even if the Guardian weakened them when they were carried over, and then weakened a little when they were passed on to the races below, they were still strong.

Like the Valhalla where Odin ascended into the sky, the pyramids built by the Tóvels in the vast desert, they are all magnificent forces that cannot be replicated by mortals in this world.

Regardless of whether the way it was obtained was correct or not, the Mokoku can be said to be the representative of this vein today.

On the other hand, there is the native race of Azeroth. They were born and raised, and they had no basis for this, making their civilization relatively barbaric and uncivilized, the most representative of which was the trolls.

But whether it's the Diaokoku or the Trolls, Crassus has come into contact with them, and compared to them, the Night Elves are very different. Their numbers are extremely small, and population is an important issue to know whether a race is prosperous or not.

And all the number of Night Elves combined, Crassus didn't count more than a hundred, if it weren't for the Red Dragon Queen saying that there might be guardians here, such a race that wasn't even a tribe, Crassus really wouldn't be interested in them.

But upon closer inspection, he discovered something strange, not the wooden house he had been building when he arrived—even the trolls of Zandalar were able to build even more elaborate altars and temples from stone slabs, not to mention the Mogu or other black technology from the Titans.

What really makes Crassus wonder is the small aspects, as Crassus once lamented the wonder of the Creator during his travels, because the races that had mastered the technology left behind by the Titans had built their Fortresses in a magnificent way.

Because of their size, dragons also like big things, and small spaces can make them feel uncomfortable, but the Night Elves are all small and detailed. The pots and pots of ceramics, the spoons for eating, and the plants planted around.

Including the day when Azhara beckoned him to go to the field to use his magic to get rid of the pests and carry things, he realized that the Night Elves seemed to be planting something here, especially when he arrived and saw that an entire riverbank had been cut down from the trees that were used to plant the green seedlings that were used to plant the branches.

"What is this?"

When he asked Aysara what it was, the other party smiled with pride and told him that it was rice, a food that would feed the entire Night Elf clan in the future.

This surprised Crassus, because he had seen countless races in Kalim, most of the creatures were running around for food, and filling their stomachs was all they had in life, and Crassus at that time only thought that Aysara's words were based on the current population of the Night Elves, a population of less than a hundred, and it was not a big problem to be full, for example, the dragons, with such a large body, it was really a big problem for each dragon to rub every other day.

Fortunately, the Guardians also thought about this problem in the beginning, and they gave the five-colored dragons eternal life and the power to save them from starvation, so the dragons (the five-colored) ate as a hobby, not a necessity.

Now that I think about it, the species that grows its own food in Azeroth is a novelty in itself.

Of course, he hadn't been here for long, and what he had seen was only a few superficial insights he had been exposed to in the past few days, and now that he had decided to stay, Crassus decided to delve deeper into what was so special about the new race of Night Elves next to the Well of Eternity.

He and Alan finally agreed that they would do what he wanted, but they couldn't wait for the other side to make some unreasonable demands, and after both sides gave in, they returned to the camp.

There, a grand banquet awaited them.