In Dysom's psychic tower, a human mage wearing a blue magic robe, a sheep's bone helmet, and three skulls with three magic chains at the hem of his robe is tirelessly explaining to Leo, and from time to time he has to stop while Leo is thinking, waiting for him to continue with a signal or other inquiry.

Because of his age, the human mage with white hair and a long beard has a surprisingly good temper, and he doesn't have the pride that magicians are used to, and he doesn't care about Leo's interruptions from time to time.

"That's all for today, Rotande."

Leo rubbed his eyebrows, not that he didn't want to hear more, but that magic was too complicated, and what he was listening to now had reached his limit today, and he had to take a certain amount of time to digest it.

Rotande bowed, turned and walked to another room in the Psychic Tower, leaving it to Leo and Leadlin, who had been waiting for most of the hour.

Seeing Rodander leave, Liadlin's eyes were full of doubt, if it wasn't for the fact that the human mage was alive and had a kind face, she would have thought that Gotic, the soul reaper of the Scourge Legion, had reappeared.

Glancing at Lea Delin, Leo said to the Blood Elf Countess, who always came to check on her movements from time to time, "If you have any questions, just ask me directly, I said, you don't care about that set of equipment, do you?" If it weren't for Gotik's equipment, do you think I could hire a Grand Karcist who is proficient in dark magic to guide me? ”

You can still get some useful information without asking, but if you ask, you are afraid that nothing will come out.

Liadlin gave Leo a blank look, this guy has a lot of skills, the skull and the matter of Dragonakoth were simply dealt with by him with a reason that he didn't even believe in, and the most depressing thing was that when Liadlin asked him again, this kid couldn't remember what he made up.

It's infuriating!

"I really don't understand why you should devote yourself to the study of dark magic, when you can go far in arcane art, given your talent."

When it comes to the study of magic, the blood elves say that humans dare to say first? The reverence for magic has penetrated deep into the marrow of the Blood Elves.

Leo rolled his eyes and said to Leah Delin with a joking expression, "I'm a warlock, I can't afford to be a businessman, right?" By the way, what do I want you to find, did you bring it? ”

Taking out a few magic notes and handing them to Leo, Leadlin looked a little reluctant. These magic notes are the experience of several warlocks in Silvermoon City who have studied dark magic for many years, and although they are not very precious in Liadlin's eyes, she is unwilling to hand them over like this.

What's even worse is that Leo's attitude towards her is a terrible, the Blood Elf Countess dares to swear in the name of the arcane, this hateful little soul completely treats herself as a rough maid, and when she instructs herself to do things, it makes her feel at ease and unburdened, so that Liadlin can't wait to purify him with holy light.

After a cursory look at the contents, Leo was satisfied, it was full of knowledge about cursed spells, which was exactly what he lacked now.

"Don't underestimate the warlock, I've always wondered why there is only a magister group and no summoner legion among the blood elves, you must know that the warlock is a top two existence, and the effectiveness of integrating powerful warlocks to form a legion is not necessarily much inferior to that of the mage group, and even has advantages in some aspects."

"It's not as simple as you think, a warlock who can summon demons to help him in battle does have his advantage, but the warlock is too arrogant, even a mage sighs to himself, how many powerful warlocks can you expect to gather? For now, these warlocks who took out their magic notes were only discovered by searching all over Silvermoon City. ”

Lea Delin replied angrily to Leo, but what he got was a more contemptuous look from the other party.

"None? Not enough people? Don't you know how to cultivate yourself? My God, don't say anything stupid about everyone going to join the Magister Regiment, you still don't know what the situation is in Silvermoon City right now? I believe that there are many Blood Elves who are going to go further and smoother on the Shadow Path than on the Arcane Path, so why not guide them? Don't say it's hard to do, if it's easy to do, what does Kael'thas want you to do? ”

Leo pursed his lips and sighed, "Poor Prince Kael'thas, it is really not an ordinary sorrow that he has such a group of subordinates on his shoulders to revitalize Quel'Thalas, can he alone carry the burden of the entire race?" Tsk, I'm really worried he's going to be crushed. ”

What did he mean by this, saying that we are all wine bags and rice bags?

Leadlin admits that Leo has a point, and she also feels that as one of the high-ranking people of Silvermoon City, she has indeed neglected something, now is not the time to be voluntary, for the sake of Sindore, she must use all the power that the whole clan can mobilize, and it is worth it to make some people make personal sacrifices for this goal.

Seeing that Lea Delin's heart was moved, Leo raised his eyebrows: "How about it, what I said is acceptable, right?" ”

Just as she was about to nod, Liadlin's heart suddenly became vigilant, this soul was not so kind.

"What do you want to do?"

Leo spread his hands, with an expression that I am a warm-hearted and good person, don't be a thief, and guard against me like a thief: "I don't have any malicious intentions, I just want Silvermoon City to send a few warlock trainers to Riptide Castle to improve communication between them." ”

"If you want to train warlocks on a large scale, aren't you afraid that the Holy Light Cathedral will have an overreaction to this?"

Liadlin was surprised, she didn't expect Leo to be so bold and train warlocks in the Terrans who believed in the Holy Light, and the Holy Light Cathedral would not sit idly by. Originally, Leo and the nobles of the Stormwind Kingdom were on the same page, and now he is ready to provoke the Holy Light Cathedral, isn't this pushing Stormwind City to his opposite, he is crazy?

"Alatao should focus on cultivating warriors now, otherwise even if you really build a formed summoner legion, without a strong warrior legion in front, you can only bully the weak."

Leo pursed his lips and said with a relaxed expression: "Speaking of powerful warrior legions, doesn't Alaso have ready-made ones?" Is there any Terran legion that is stronger than the Seventh? ”

Looking at Leo with a shocked face, Leadlin thought this guy was really crazy.

"Well, whether your idea is feasible or not, I can promise you on behalf of Silvermoon City that there will be a Blood Elf Warlock Trainer when Riptide Castle needs it."

Looking at Lea Delin's distant back, Leo pouted, this woman really thinks I'm crazy?

The reaction of the Cathedral of the Holy Light?

Hmph, with the current situation in Stormwind, they are already too busy to take care of themselves, what energy do they have to trouble Riptide Castle? As for the Seventh Legion...... Leo laughed weirdly, and he whispered, "I really want to go to the Outlands." ”

"Master, the elf is gone."

Dragonakoth appeared beside Leo, waiting for his orders.

"Gotik, come to me."

As soon as Leo finished speaking, Rotande appeared at the door of the room.

"Honorable master, Gotik awaits your orders."

The mage who is called Rotander in front of outsiders is none other than Gotik the Soul Reaper, who has been resurrected by Leo as a necromancer, and he is now called Rotande. Gotik.

Handing over the few magic notes he had obtained from Leadlin to Gotic, Leo said to him, "You can take a look at these first, and then give them to me after sorting them out." ”

The magic notes are written on some experiences, but these are the mage's own essay records, except for himself who can understand them at a glance, others must spend a lot of effort to integrate them, this kind of time-consuming and laborious thing Leo naturally will not do it himself, so poor Gotik was captured.

"Yes, my master."

Gotik had no objection, it was a trivial matter to him. If it would take Leo ten days and a half to sort it out, Gotik would have done it in a day or two.

A blood elf in black heavy armor hurriedly walked in, and he handed a letterhead that resembled a list to Leo: "Master, this is a message from Dunhold Castle. ”

Leo took it and looked at it, hey, there are really a lot of names on it, and it seems that there are a lot of restless guys.

"Fatola, you go and tell the singer that I'm happy with her efficiency." Leo said and threw a spatial package to the blood elf, "There are 200,000 gold coins in it, give this to her." ”

The singer, one of the leaders of the original syndicate, was captured after Leo killed Farcureste in the battle to retake Riptide Castle, and was also a female thief that Leo inadvertently rescued from the gallows.

Initially, Leo saved her life because of her singing talent, and it was her singing in the War Bastion against the Polluter Legion led by Varymatas in the Valley of Refuge that boosted the morale of the Arathso soldiers, making that battle so beautiful.

After the war, in order to continue to live, this woman contributed her value to Leo - taking advantage of the chaos of the Syndicate's current leaderless state, and quietly brought this organization into Leo's grasp despite its weak intelligence ability, which can rank first in the whole world.

Knowing that he had an important surname for the source of information, Leo accepted the singer's surrender and made her directly responsible for himself and Scarlett, except for him and Scarlett, no one else knew that the syndicate had been brought under the control of Riptide Castle, to be precise, this organization was in the hands of Leo.

Originally, it was impossible to control the entire syndicate with the ability of a singer, but when she was surrounded by an elven warrior with a mysterious origin wearing black heavy armor, everything changed - all opponents were wiped out in the face of force and money.

"Riptide Castle must be very lively right now, I'll go back and join in the excitement when the thing the blood elves helped me make for me is finished."

Leo sneered, let's make trouble, I'm not afraid of you, I'm afraid you won't make trouble.

Without some tossing, how can you find out those who have a bad heart?

A cleaned team can maintain its purity.

(To be continued)