Chapter Twenty-Three: The Ranger Festival

In the realm of elves, Rollin felt the festive spirit today. Tutor Biluohua changed his usual casual clothes and traveled in full costume.

Following behind the Mentor's brightly colored outfit, Rollin was wearing the mage outfit that the Mentor had given him. Rollin is slender and of medium build, and if you don't look closely, you won't notice that Rollin is a human.

Today, the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas, up to the House of Elders, the Council of the Silvermoon, the Army Lords, the Ranger Generals; Ordinary civilians, elven merchants, and students of the Academy of Magic will all come here to witness this grand event.

For millennia, the Elven Ranger has been a central defender of Quel'Thalas. The Windranger family is the best of the rangers. To this day, the surname Windranger is still active in the kingdom's political, military, and decision-making through the Ranger Lordship. Even though the Windranger family doesn't have many descendants anymore.

The ceremony takes place at 9 a.m., when the sun shines right on the plaza of the Tower of Sunrage.

Mentor Biroa walked up the steps to the Tower of the Sunrage, with Rollin close behind. The surrounding elves wondered why the Archmagister was following a human, and the human was carrying a quiver full of arrows.

The strange gaze did not change Luo Lin's calm complexion. The instructor and the student climbed the ladder safely.

The Mentor did not enter the Tower of the Sunwrath, which is where the Sunstrider family resides and where the royal family of the Elven Kingdom is located. Follow closely behind the Mentor until the Mentor stops and talks to another Archmagus.

The magister in front of him was dressed in a dark red outfit, and it was worth noting that his collar was high, high enough to cover half of his cheeks.

"It's not your style yet, it's not like your style." The Magister said with awe in his tone.

"Come on, Romans, we're the same, and if you want to make fun of me, it's not the time." Bi Luohua shook his hand and teased.

The Magister named Romans made an exaggerated gesture and continued, "The members of the Silvermoon Council have arrived, you should check out the new members. ”

The instructor tilted his forehead and gestured, leading the way.

Following in the footsteps of his mentor, Rollin reached his position in the center of the square. Outside the fountain in the center of the square, several rangers, magicians and priests stand.

The members of the Silvermoon Council naturally saluted Archmage Romans, and they also saluted Archmager Biroa, but in a somewhat blunt manner. Also as an archmage, Romans is still young, but his prestige far surpasses that of Biloi.

The mentor didn't care, and he immediately found a new face among the councillors.

"This one I know, Darkan Delahir. Your students. ”

"Yes, today he got his wish. Without your obstacles, he successfully joined the Silver Moon Council this year. Romans spoke.

Darkan looked at Bi Luohua confidently, with different feelings in his eyes.

Birohua ignored him, didn't even look at him.

"This young elf is a priest?" The tutor's tone softened.

The elf was very generous, and she bowed and said, "I am Liadrin, Mentor von Delors. ”

"Loyal and Light-minded elves, may your power save the dead." The tutor nodded.

Having become acquainted with the two new faces, the Mentor left the square with Rollin, leaving Romans to consult with the members of the council.

After walking dozens of steps, the instructor stopped and said to the students, "You have to be better and more loyal than these people." Loyal to the kingdom of Quel'Thalas, just the kingdom. ”

In the words of the mentor, he deliberately avoided the court of the Sun Chaser. Rollin heard it very clearly, and he didn't say it explicitly, but simply agreed: "Understood, mentor." ”

It was nine o'clock, and the Tower of the Sunrage Square was filled with elven people in an orderly manner.

At the door of the royal court, a man dressed in a costume with a golden phoenix carved on his chest. An elderly High Elf, followed by two elven maids.

He walked out of the main hall of the royal court and looked kindly at the people beneath the Tower of Sunrage.

Rollin stood on the periphery of the square, he was only a magic apprentice, and he had no right to stand with his mentor.

Far away, but the sight was clear, and Rollin completely imprinted the face of this old elf in his mind.

This is Anastrian Sunstrider, King of the Kingdom of Quel'Salas.

Unlike the elves around him, the king's face was slightly haggard, with a fair face without any blood, and the corners of his eyes were covered with wrinkles. Like an old towering tree, it has withered its bark, leaving only this empty shell.

Only his eyes still maintain a youthful demeanor. There is a lot of wisdom and experience hidden in these blue eyes. It's so bright and wise.

The ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner, with General Aurelia Ranger and General Sylvanas Ranger leading the 20 new rangers into the plaza of the Tower of the Sunfury. It's a celebration that belongs to them.

The old king was gracious, and he handed over a longbow that had received the blessing of the high priest to the Ranger. The old king did this more than a thousand times, but every time he was so sincere. The king's wisdom told him that these rangers could make his kingdom peaceful for a long time. Mutual respect is the most basic and important thing in this grand ceremony.

Twenty longbows carved in gold with the golden phoenix were handed over to the rangers, and the old king invited the rangers and all the people to pay respects in the direction of the shrine of Darth Rema in the west.

The next holy work was tasteless. Like the human temple, a large number of polite words and official explanations did not arouse any interest in Rollin.

Luo Lin has been putting his eyes on the little sister, and today's little sister is wearing a strong suit. Ranger's formal attire. The little sister is tall and tight, although her chest is not tall, but her small buttocks are very high.

But no matter what, the little sister has always occupied the position of the most beautiful elf in Rollin's heart.

Wen Lesa also noticed Rollin's eyes, and she deliberately avoided Rollin's eyes, ignoring his presence.

I didn't come to see myself for many days.

After the fireworks made of magic exploded in the sky, the festival came to an end.

The family and friends of the new rangers are sending blessings to the rangers. The same goes for Rollin.

Several rangers and elves all walked towards the little sister, only to be repulsed by the cold eyes of General Sylvanas.

But Rollin didn't stop, he ignored the presence of the Ranger General and grabbed the little sister's left hand. Warmly said, "Congratulations, Wen Leisa." ”

The little sister shrugged her shoulders, still didn't turn around, she said angrily: "I'm very unhappy, very unhappy, you know, big stupid Rollin!" ”

"You're a ranger now, you have to take responsibility, you can't continue to be coquettish like a child." Rollin said.

Sylvanas gave Rollin a blank look, flicked his longbow, and repelled all of his little sister's suitors. He walked in the direction of Aurelia.

The little sister hurriedly pulled Luo Lin out of the crowd and came to a place where no one was, a path between two attics.

Rollin took off the magic arrow on his back and said, "I made it for you, the arrow has a fire blasting spell on it, and it was taught to me by my mentor." ”

The little sister blushed and her eyes reddened, and she whispered, "Do you know what this magic arrow represents?" Fool. ”

"Of course I know, on behalf of my love for you, I will officially travel tomorrow, so you must be careful." Rollin said wordy.

"Don't talk about that!" The little sister's slender arms wrapped around Luo Lin's neck, and she naturally stood on tiptoe and greeted Luo Lin's face with her thin pink lips.

With her lips pleading, Rollin felt the wetness on her face and the tears of her little sister