Chapter 42: The Stormwind City Auction House Incident
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Perhaps sensing that Iriel was thinking about himself, Rollin turned his face to the side and smiled softly at Iriel.
I didn't need that fake smile, Irel snorted coldly, and followed Rollin into the sewers.
The mage of the garrison saw Rollin's arrival, and he respectfully showed Rollin the way, and told him the location of President Kel'thugad. Since the Great Magister of Rollin came every week, the mages of the guards didn't say much, but sent Rollin directly to the entrance of the alchemy room.
It was a little cold around, and the sparsely dressed Irel tucked her shoulders and gently stroked her right arm with her left hand.
A stream of heat passed from Rollin's left hand to Iriel's shoulder, and the warm, thermostatic heat flow freed Irel from this small negative state.
It's not the same thing to be so silent all the time. Irel finally spoke, and she asked, "What exactly are you bringing me here for, I have to go back tomorrow, and the new Silver Hand Knight still needs to be trained in actual combat." ā
Nodding, Rollin said, "Don't worry, it won't be wasted for long." ā
Slowly pushing open the wooden door of the alchemy room, Rollin and Irel walked to the dark stone chamber.
The structure of the alchemy room is very simple, with three rows of experimental equipment arranged horizontally on an elevated shelf, and in the middle of the elevated is a laboratory table and memory device placed by magic stones. The sides of the house were relatively spacious, but the magicians and alchemists occupied the only places.
The ten magicians were doing their jobs, and when Rollin entered, none of them looked up. Only Kel'thugad looked up, for he knew that, at this time of work, only Rollin would enter this important place.
"I sent an invitation to the Silver Hand six days ago, but no one in the Order paid any attention to me. Actually, I should have thought that such a thing should be left to you. Kel'thugad said, looking at Rollin's side, Delaney.
"Welcome to Leader Irel, the Apothecary Guild of Dalaran, we need your help." Kel'thugad said respectfully.
Slender fingers quietly pulled the mage robe behind Rollin, and Irel looked at Rollin questioningly, not knowing what to say.
Rollin kept smiling, and he didn't say a word.
Gritting his teeth, Irel said, "What can I do, Archmage?" ā
As he spoke, Kel'thugad retrieved the Mark of the Dark Scourge that had been imprisoned in an arcane cage.
Perhaps it was the power of this Dark Scourge Mark that suppressed Iriel, and when Irel saw the Dark Mark at this moment, her face suddenly turned gloomy.
By now, Irel understood that Rollin hadn't brought her here for an easy mission.
"Necromantic aura, this power makes me feel very depressed." Irel frowned slightly, she stared at the magic sigil in the arcane cage.
Kel'thugad handed the arcane cage into Rollin's hands and said, "The development of the potion has come to an end, and what we need now is a core force that can forcibly restrain this necromantic aura. I've tried, the power of magic can't be used as a core force to resist the breath of the dead, but the power of the Light may be. ā
"Do you understand?" Rollin guided the arcane torrent to slowly open the arcane cage he had made, and forcibly tore the mark apart using the cutting marks of the Dark Scourge's mark by the potion and magic blade.
The fierce sound of the arcane sound irritated the eardrums of the two magisters and Iriel, but Irel was calm, and she stood next to Rollin, waiting for Rollin's orders.
"Got it, but what do I need to do next?"
It was easy to use Rollin's arcane energy to limit the spread of necromantic aura, which was the guarantee of this experimental mission after all.
"Draw the power of the Light, then let the pure power of the Light flow into the arcane cage. Remember, the power of the Light doesn't need much, just a little. Rollin said, leading Iriel.
Slowly closing his eyes, Irel placed his left hand on his chest and his right hand on the gap above the arcane cage.
After a minute of preparation, Irel began to reverently recite the incantation of the Light. Soon, a glimmer of light shone from around Iriel, and a blinding light covered the entire alchemy room in an instant.
It was subtle, and a faint flow of light descended from Ariel's palm. It was like a clear spring that permeated the pitch-black earth.
"Snort!" The sound of insects sounded in Rollin's ears. Rollindo wielded an arcane energy to protect against the enormous pressure caused by the collision of the two powers, the Holy Light and the Undead.
A fierce conflict arose, and the power of golden light burst into the breath of the undead. As soon as it came into contact, the originally soft power of the holy light was transformed into a sharp long sword. The mutation, which was completed almost instantaneously, surprised even Iriel. Because she did not shape her body for the power of the Light, the change just now was completely under the autonomous control of the power of the Light.
Continuing to cast the power of the Light into the Arcane Cage, the indestructible Mark of the Dark Scourge soon began to fade. Almost an entire imprint was purified by the power of the Light.
Five minutes later, the golden power purified the necromantic aura of the dead, and eventually, only a shell glowing with golden light remained in the arcane cage.
"I've never felt such a wonderful confrontation, and for the first time, I know that my Light will change and shape on its own." Irel was amazed at what had just changed.
As a paladin, Irel didn't care about Kel'thugard and Rollin's mission experiments, she only felt the subtle sensation just now. A feeling of repression, but also full of strong resistance.
With a long sigh of relief, Rollin eliminated the arcane torrent from his hands. Grappling at Kel'thugad, Rollin placed the purified dark mark into Kel'thugad's hands.
Receiving this purified dark scourge mark, the fine lines on Kel'thugad's face were relaxed by his relaxed smile, he sighed, stretched and said, "Finally, I can finally get a good night's sleep." It's been nearly half a year, Lorraine Magister, and our potion experiments are finally on track. ā
Hearing the word time, Rollin sounded the alarm to Kel'thugad and said, "There is still a year and a half left at most, Your Excellency the Pharmacist President, and we are about to start the operation. ā
A year and a half? Kel'thugad glanced at the alchemy room behind him and said confidently, "Although there are many samples of natural disasters sent back from Northrend now. It's getting harder to crack by the day, but I'm confident that we in the Apothecary Guild can develop a solution that is faster than the dark magic of the Scourge of the Dead. We now have the core to fight against the necromantic aura, Chief, rest assured. ā
Hearing Kel'thugad say this, Rollin smiled and said, "During this period, Dalaran and the Blizzard Guild will be of the greatest help to you. If you have any critical needs, you can also tell me as soon as possible, and I will do my best to help the Pharmacists Association. ā
"Understood, President." Kel'thugad bowed in thanks.
The pharmacist's task was off track, and Rollin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. For nearly half a year, Rollin had been worrying about this matter every day, but now, Rollin could finally put his mind on other things.
As for what, Rollin has already begun to deploy.
"You're going to be on a three-day trip this time, and I've already told Uther about it. For the rest of the day, you'll be in Silvermoon City, after all, the friends you'd love to see are here. Lorin Station arrived at the entrance to the Laran Magic Sanctuary and said to Iriel.
Irel didn't refuse, she nodded like a dragonfly, and then said, "Since you've invited me like that, I'm too embarrassed to say no, so be it." I'll stay in your mage tower for a few days. ā
"That's good, the teleportation circle is ready, let's go inside." Rollin made a gesture of please, smiling at Iriel.
Feeling inexplicable, Iriel frowned, and she asked, "What about you, won't you come in?" ā
With a lift of his hand, the pillar of light of the teleportation circle rose, and Irel was restrained in place by the teleportation spell.
"I've got another trip to Stormwind, and I still have some things to do."
Inexplicably feeling a little lost, Irel didn't want to ask, but when she saw that the light of the teleportation circle was about to reach her neck, she hurriedly asked, "Well, when will you come back?" ā
"As little as one day, as much as ten days, I have to deal with it before I can go back."
As soon as the words fell, Iriel's eyes darkened, and then a flash of Olympiad light flashed, and she was already standing in the Western Temple of Silvermoon City.
"Rollin told me to wait for you here." Caponia said with a smile.
Irel sighed, and then she stepped down, barely smiled, took Caponia's hand and said, "Take Sister Gianna to Garden City, and the three of us will go shopping together." ā
Stormwind, Mage District.
"Tulayan, Varian hasn't given Blizzard Guild approval for the auction house?" Khadgar flipped through a boring old book and asked the generalissimo in the wooden chair impatiently.
Wiping his sword, Tulayan frowned and said, "It's not that you don't know what those nobles mean, just looking at the opinion of King Varian alone, it won't work. ā
"Why, aren't they satisfied with the price Tyr has offered them? I've heard that the auction houses of Gilneth, Alterac and Riptide are all 700,000 gold coins, but our Stormwind is 1 million. By the way, Lordaeron's auction house is still free. Khadgar said with a look of incomprehension.
Tulayan put his sword on the table, waved his hand irritably, and said, "Don't talk about politics, I'm worried about military service in the western wilderness now." ā
With a cold snort, Khadgar threw the ancient tree at random and said, "The Wild West? Tulayan, Generalissimo! Didn't you know that since Stormwind was rebuilt, the Wild West has become a gathering place for refugees? The people here have devoted their labor, material and financial resources to the rebuilding of Lordaeron. But, until now, they can't even eat three full meals a day, and you still have to talk to them about military service? ā
The more Tulayan thought about it, the more annoyed he became, he also knew that these nobles of the royal court were not good things, but now that the economy of the kingdom was in the hands of these nobles, he couldn't help it.
It's one thing to have an army, but Tulayan can't meddle in politics and economics after all, and if he acts rashly, there can be civil strife in Stormwind, which is just in the recovery stage.
"If you can't speak, I'll just say that economic power cannot be completely in the hands of some aristocracy. You need to figure out how to sell the auction house and the trade routes it connects to the Blizzard guild, so that we may be able to bring back King Varian's rights. Khadgar analyzed soberly.
Scratching his hair fiercely, Tulayan propped his forehead with his left hand and said, "What can I do, besides, I can't tell King Varian this in my current capacity." You don't want to think about it, the nobles want to divide the power of the army from me every day, and they want me to find fault. ā
After a moment of silence, the helpless Khadgar slapped the table and cursed: "We followed Sir Lothar to fight the Orc War, followed Rollin to fight the Draenor War, and we have gone through so much, and in the end, the dominance of the kingdom turned out to be these nobles. I can't figure it out, when Stormwind was rebuilt, it was necessary to negotiate financially through these nobles. ā
Tulayan pondered for a moment, and then he said, "Why don't we find a way to find Rollin?" I heard Master Alonsos say that Rollin will be in Stormwind this afternoon. I don't think it's possible for these nobles, as the leader of the Blizzard Guild to negotiate with our Varian King in person, without giving face. You must know that the trade routes of these nobles north of the wetlands are all in the hands of the Blizzard Guild. ā
"Tsk, you told Rollin when he came. I don't want to bother him with these things, I owe him enough. Kade stepped up the chore and pushed it to Tulayan.
"Okay, I'll just say it." Tulayan put on his hammer and walked out of Khadgar's quarters.
After Tulayan left, Khadgar laughed and said, "A general who can only fight will suffer a big loss sooner or later." I let you do it today, and you'll have to thank me later. ā
"Thank you?" The light of the teleportation circle flashed, and a familiar voice rang in Khadgar's ears.
"Day! Rollin. Khadgar hurriedly turned around and took Rollin in his arms.
Nearly a year has passed, and when Khadgar sees Rollin, it's like seeing the girl he likes. (To be continued.) )