Chapter 42 The two do not owe each other
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"Don't look dejected, this shouldn't be the look that the mistress of Yuejun Real Estate should have. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Lorraine knew what was slacking off on Alyon, and he encouraged her.
With her eyelids lowered, Elions' cheeks twitching slightly against the moonlight, and she smiled coldly and said, "Don't comfort me, if you hadn't come to Sulama, our current council and royal court would probably be divided." You've lived in Sulama and you know what those nobles think. On the surface, they cater to our ideas, but in fact they care more about a comfortable life. As for Sulama City, only a small number of people will truly identify with and love this city. ā
Forcibly placing his position so high, Rollin was still a little uncomfortable. Although Rollin still doesn't understand what Arians' plan was in the first place, he at least knows that with Arians' cooperation, he has successfully sealed the Void Rift with the Staff of Elunis and Goshracher Shattering Edge. This is already the best result, Rollin thought.
"Alright, Arians, don't look like you're sick. There are some things that don't happen in your thinking, and there are a lot of things that you don't know, maybe because of your actions. I don't like to comfort people, so I hope you can understand my words. Rollin waved his hand and patted Aryons on the shoulder.
He is still such a person, he looks dull but has such an empathetic character.
Pursing her thin lips, Aryons ruffled the strands of hair from her forehead. With her supple hair neatly tidied up, a rune-like magical mark appeared on Aryons' forehead.
Rollin hadn't paid attention to this magic mark before, but Rollin wasn't surprised. The elves in the city of Sulama, including the body of his own ruler in the city of Sulama, have traces of such magical runes.
"I thought you were different from your people." Rollin was observant, he asked.
Rollin's words seemed to trigger the softest area in Alyons's heart, and she subconsciously stroked her forehead and said, "Every Nightspawn doesn't like the magical moonlight brought by the Night Well, it will transform our bodies and the energy structures within our bodies. But helplessly, in addition to the protection of the moon god, we also need the Well of Night to protect my city. That's a barrier, a barrier that you're familiar with. ā
"It's okay, you're beautiful like this." Rollin praised Aryons for the first time.
Perhaps because of Rollin's words, Arians disrupted the bangs on his forehead to cover the magical rune mark on his forehead.
"I don't know why, but I'm very happy with what you just said. You are different from those noble gentlemen, and your compliments will make me feel a little happy. Arians leaned on the narrow deck railing, she laughed.
"So, I'm honored to thank you?"
"Flim, Rollin, you've changed." Aryons snorted.
After a homely conversation, Luo Lin calmed down and re-showed a serious look: "What are you here for this time?" ā
The sudden change in tone and role made Aryons very uncomfortable.
"I am not your enemy, Archmage of Lorraine. I'm only here to repay you, yes, just to repay you. ā
"And what kind of gift do you have for me?" Rollin asked calmly.
With her hands raised, Aryons stood on her tiptoes, gathering a stream of energy into her hands. At the same time, out of the fused arcane energy, a magical artifact emerged, identical to the magical artifact embedded in Rollin's chest.
The sparkling light is lit up, and the picture is reflected on the sea level like a projection.
At night, the sparkling waters are the best curtain, and he foreshadows a catastrophe for Lorraine, and it is a picture of impending disaster.
The ruined Lordaeron, the barren Tirisfa, and the plague-tainted Northlands of Lordaeron. The undead plague has destroyed the vast human kingdom, and an army of white and black is rushing towards Quel'Thalas.
The magic barrier connected by the purple runestones completely protected the elven kingdom, but after a few moments, the runestones shattered, and the entire kingdom, connecting the central area of the Eternalsong Forest, burned with the flames of the army of the undead.
The shadow and aura of death permeated the place, and Quel'Salas fell.
This passage of light and shadow was something that Luo Lin feared, and his hand tightly grasped the wooden fence and said, "Thank you, I will go and prepare." ā
With a wave of his hand, Aryons knew that Rollin, as the archmage, must have known that this catastrophe was coming.
Surrounded by arcane energy, the pyramid-shaped magical relic fell into the hands of Elions.
"Here you go, this is the magical creature that seals the Well of Night, and it is also an artifact that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Moon County estate. I used to have two of these artifacts, they were a pair, but you took one of them, and this one has no value to exist alone. So, I sent you to. Aryons said with a blushing face.
Without refusing, Rollin took the dark magic crystal. When he got it in his hand, Luo Lin suddenly felt the position on his chest, and there was a violent fluctuation.
The power of time twisted up, and a smooth golden light flowed down Rollin's left hand, merging into the magical artifact.
After a brief period of light, the magical artifact vanished.
"I haven't told you how to use it? Rollin, where did you get it? Aryons said nervously.
Nodding on his chest, Rollin explained, "A new power, this magical artifact expands the power of time that was left of the previous one. ā
"It seems that you can use it to a power I didn't know existed. But let me tell you first, this disaster is more troublesome than the invasion of the Burning Legion. These creatures of light and shadow are more terrifying than the demons of the legion. Aryons said to warn Rollin.
The feeling of re-infecting one's own partners, relatives, and comrades-in-arms with necromancy or plague as one's own enemies, and then swinging the butcher knife at oneself, makes my spine chill when I think about it.
"Thank you for the Prophecy Stones, the only two remaining Prophecy Stones." Lorraine understood how important these two magical relics were to Elions, otherwise she wouldn't have taken them out and handed them to herself.
With a cold smile of indifference, Arians could show that he didn't care: "Compared to the future of the Night Spawn Elves, the magic relics are nothing. As long as the Nightspawn can survive, it's all worth it. ā
"I understand." Rollin said.
With a gentle smile, Aryons showed a different complexion from before. She walked slowly up to Rollin and put her arms around Rollin's neck.
The slender body pressed against Rollin's chest, and though it was only a few seconds, Aryons was satisfied.
After the hug, Aryons was very indifferent, and she said, "Okay, we don't owe each other now." ā
"I don't want to say it so absolutely, we'll meet again, Ms. Aryons." Rollin had something to say.
Frowning slightly, Aryons walked into the cabin without looking back. A minute later, Fierna stepped out of the cabin.
"Mr. Ravenchel, oh no, it's Mr. Rollin."
This well-behaved maid who once took care of herself in Sulama, Rollin had an inexplicable affection for her.
"Long time no see, Fierna."
Hearing that Mr. Rollin remembered her name, Fierna whispered, "Mr. Rollin, His Highness Aryons asked me to go back with you. She said, I don't need to go back to Sulama, she wants me to stay with you. ā
Inexplicably brought back an elf girl to his mage tower, or an elf girl with dark skin, one can imagine what the magician of Silvermoon City would think.
Of course, Rollin doesn't need to explain the origin of this elf girl, after all, he is the president of the council, as long as he doesn't say it, no elf dares to ask. However, what about the girl she guarded, Little Sister, Caponia, Sylvanas, and Aurelia would definitely not simply think that they had brought back a maid.
"It's dangerous here, Fierna, and you'd better follow Arians back to Surama." Rollin politely refused.
The light eyebrows moved closer together, and Fierna's slightly crying voice sounded in Rollin's ears: "Does Mr. Rollin dislike me?" ā
"Of course not, Fierna, do you think I'm the one who will bring you here to face the catastrophe of the future with me? Be obedient, follow Aryons will go, and we'll definitely meet again later. Rollin said.
"But, Your Highness, she ......."
Before she could finish speaking, Aryons stood at the exit of the cabin on the second floor and said to Fierna, "Since no one else appreciates it, we have no reason to post it upside down. Forget it, Fierna, it's time for us to go home. ā
"Goodbye." The teleportation circle lit up, and Rollin left the deck of the Sulama ship and stood in the harbor on the shores of the North Stream.
The purple ships faded away, and the coastline of the Eastern Kingdom slowly disappeared from sight. Standing on deck, Aryons looked into the distance and muttered, "Fool. ā
In the early morning, Silver Moon City is exceptionally bright. Riding a warhorse, Iriel left her horse at the Tower of Darth Visser, and she entered Silvermoon City.
Revisiting the old place, Iriel maintains a cheerful mood and travels through the kingdom of the elves.
"Hi Caponia. I've been waiting for me for a long time. Irel took off his steel cuirass, placed it behind the magic wrap, and hugged his friend tightly.
"I've just arrived, let's go, Rollin is still waiting for us." Caponia said with a smile.
Hearing the name Rollin, Iriel's face instantly darkened.
"I'm here this time because I received a letter from the Archmage of Romance from the Silvermoon Council, but I'm not here to find this guy." Irel said angrily.
With a faint smile, the intellectual Carbonia spoke for the man of her family: "Romans is also a member of the Secret Society of Magic, and he is now also following the instructions of Lorraine. At the end of the day, Romans is just acting as a spokesperson, and it's Rollin who really brings you here. ā
"Phew, I wouldn't have come if I had known!" Irel said arrogantly.
Mentor Veron once commissioned this guy to bring him to Azeroth. Before he could think about it, this guy left himself in Stormwind. After some twists and turns, he finally came to Lordaeron and found Rollin. Unexpectedly, Rollin also lectured himself. What is the meaning of the mentor to let him come here is to find his former self and regain trust. There is some truth to this, but it does not hide the fact that the magician has abandoned himself.
Iril didn't want to be an instructor at Silver Hand in the first place, he didn't want to, and he didn't want to.
Ariel prefers to be a place where to care for his own people who have been corrupted by evil powers than to teach others about the power of the Light and spread the faith of the Light.
"Don't sulk, Rollin is in the Mage Tower. We'll be there in five minutes at most, and when we're there, you'll tell him anything. Caponia took Iriel's hand and smiled.
Okay, okay.
Arriving on the benches in the spa plaza, Irel removed his legplates and placed his crystal hammer into the magic package.
Dressed in plain clothes, Irel followed Caponia's steps to Rollin's mage tower.
"Rollin, Irel is here." Caponia said as she led Irel into the Mage Tower.
Seeing that this strange-looking but well-built sister came, Gianna ran over from the desk and buried her cheeks tightly between Iriel's twin peaks.
The mischievous Gianna's mischievous actions made Irel laugh, and she pushed Gianna away slightly and said, "Don't make a fuss, Gianna, I'll bring you some more delicious food from Lordaeron later." ā
Smiling happily, Gianna obediently stood behind Carbonia's sister.
"You're here." Rollin looked at Iriel, who had a gloomy face, and said with an embarrassed smile.
"What's the matter with me?" Irel glanced at Rollin and said angrily.
There is no way, today Rollin has a request for Iriel, and he can only rely on Iriel's temperament. "Come with me to Dalaran once, I need your help."
"Snobbery, when you didn't need me before, did you just let me stay in Lordaeron and fend for myself?" Irel tilted his head to the side and said coldly.
When is this, still making a child's temper, Rollin squinted his eyes and thought for a moment. He didn't explain, but pulled Irel directly into the teleportation circle.
The glow of the Scepter of Sargeras flickered, and Irel took a free ride through the magically fast passageway.
Ten minutes later, Irel traveled from the warmth of Quel'Salas to Dalaran, surrounded by purple magical energy. Before she could understand what was going on, she was forcibly grabbed by Luo Lin next to her and pulled to the place where Dalaran was in the sewer.
"Rollin, what are you doing!" (To be continued.) )