"Wait, what are you talking about・・・・・?" Gianna's face changed drastically, and she wanted to call out to Moon Shadow to ask for clarification, but unfortunately by the time he shouted, Moon Shadow had already disappeared.

"He's gone." Egwene said as the light flickered on her body, transforming back into the image of a high elf.

Gianna lost her mind for a while, and her thoughts were full of thoughts. Arthas was her first and only man. She had been blaming herself for the depravity of Arthas, and many times she had wondered if she should have stayed with him at that time. Maybe with her company, everything will be different.

"Report." Just then a guard walked in.

"Tell me what's the matter?" Gianna retracted her thoughts and sat back on his copy, she knew that the guards would not bother her easily, there must be something important. She is now not only a woman but also the leader of the city, and she has to be responsible to the people of the city.

"The messenger from Dalaran asks for an audience."

"The messenger of Dalaran? Gianna frowned, his mentor Antonidas would definitely use the magic beacon to transmit information directly if he wanted to find her. And if it was said that the messenger from Dalaran came, it must have been sent directly by Kenrito. "・Tell him to come to me." After thinking for a while, Gianna gave an order, and the guards retreated.

"What will happen to Dalaran with an envoy at this time?" Gianna asked Egwene thoughtfully.

"Dalaran is a magical country, and it doesn't usually get involved in politics. When they visit, there will definitely be something else. We'll figure it out when he arrives later. Egwene said, and Gianna nodded. Soon the guards had already arrived in the hall with a middle-aged man dressed as a mage.

"I'm Gianna, and I'm welcoming you on behalf of Theramore." Gianna spoke first.

"Master Antonidas, I have often heard your teacher speak of you. It's a nice city you've built. ”

"I wonder what advice the messenger has for coming?" Gianna didn't want to talk too much nonsense with him, so she asked him directly.

"Oh, you should be concerned about this. It's an exciting thing. The middle-aged mage paused as he spoke, carefully observing Gianna's expression, his eyes squinting and continuing: "The executioner of the death knight who killed his father and destroyed the country some time ago, Arthas, the former prince of Lordaeron, was captured in Quel'Thalas. He will be put to trial in public next month in Dalaran, and Kenrito hopes you will be there. ”

After speaking, the middle-aged mage still had a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, he knew the relationship between Gianna and Arthas, and he was observing her expression from time to time when he spoke.

"I know, I'll go then." Gianna's face was expressionless, and after speaking, she looked at the guard next to her: "Guard... Take this messenger to rest first." I think he'll be tired after walking this far. ”

"Well, a little bit. Trouble this gentleman to lead the way. The messenger heard Gianna's tone of eviction, and followed the guards out of the hall no longer.

As soon as the guards and messengers were out, Gianna collapsed in her chair, and she could not accept this fact for a moment. Although she had thought about this scene many times in her mind, when it came time to face it, she found herself helpless. Her eyes moistened, and she looked like a helpless little girl: "Egwen, what do you think I should do?" ”

"I don't know, you can choose not to." Egwene frowned and gently stroked Gianna's head. If Gianna had asked her about magic, she would have been able to talk about it, but she had never loved a man, and she had no experience in it.

Moon Shadow stood atop a purple spire and looked silently at the city beneath her feet, if there was any other place in the human kingdom that could be called a miracle, it was Dalaran. Nestled just south of Lake Lordanmere, this beautiful city is the most brilliant jewel of the entire continent of Lordaeron, combining wisdom, strength, majesty, magnificence, art and mystery. Nearly every human mage in the world delves into the arcane arts they learned from the High Elves, and the mysterious and graceful white towers that dot the city beckons to the mages' wisdom, ambition, status, and power.

The founding of Dalaran dates back thousands of years. After the High Elves and humans joined forces to defeat the trolls, the first hundred wizards taught by the elves continued to grow their powers, studying the occult discipline of manipulating spells in greater detail. However, as the generations changed, the young magicians gradually lost the caution of their predecessors, and they used magic more and more casually and self-interestedly.

In order to be able to exercise magic more freely, the young magicians used their mysterious powers to establish a second human city, Dalaran, on Cross Island in Lake Lordamere, north of Riptide Castle. From its inception, the city was used as a center of magic and experimentation in Lordaeron and the world. A multiracial mage guild known as Kenrito ruled the city for centuries, and from the Violet Castle towering in the center of the city --- a huge, slender minaret that houses the world's richest library and largest laboratory. The inhabitants of Dalaran respected the sorcerer's hard work, and under their protection, they established a lively trading system.

As time passed, more and more magicians used magic uncontrollably, and the space around Dalaran became fragile and began to crack. The demons slipped in through the cracks. As the deaths grew, and the popular backlash grew, the Magoklas Council sent its own most powerful magicians to capture the cunning demons alive. However, they were horrified to see that although these Burning Legion minions were fighting alone, they were far more powerful than they could handle. As a last resort, they had no choice but to ask the High Elves for help.

After the High Elves sent their most powerful wizards to find out why, they quickly discovered the extent of the problem. So the High Elves told their ignorant human students about the war that nearly destroyed the world in ancient times. As a result, the high-ranking mages of Dalaran learned the name of the most evil and powerful terrorist organization in the universe - the Burning Legion. After hearing this story, the mages were still a little frightened after thinking about it. After all, the vast majority of mages are still normal people, not crazy people. However, the seemingly innate self-confidence, even arrogance, of the mages made them feel that there was nothing that magic could not solve.

The prestige of the Burning Legion didn't stop Dalaran's mages, even if it was a little less of using arcane. The council of Magoklas in Dalaran quickly came up with a solution: use the power of the arcane to create a transcendent being close to the power of the gods, and let him hunt down the damned demons who are affecting their arcane research. The mages in the world are generally black, so this method was immediately passed. The two councils elected dozens of the most powerful mages in all of Azeroth from their respective groups of mages to form the Council of Tiris. The council will use arcane magic to infuse the bodies of those chosen by the council to create an artificial demigod known as the Guardian.

This was also the beginning of the heart in the man, so that with such great power, no matter where he was, this artificial demigod called the Guardian could single-handedly resist the minions of the Burning Legion leaking through the spatial rift. Due to the sheer power of the Guardians, only the Tyriss Mage has the power to select those who have the potential to carry on the mantle of the Guardians. Whenever a Guardian is too old, or tired of this secret war against evil, the Council will elect a new strong man to formally channel the Guardian's power into the new agent's body while ensuring that nothing goes wrong.

Under the protection of the Guardians, Dalaran has survived more than 2,000 years of peace.

It's not a good idea to turn a person into a magic weapon, and it's a weapon with near-divine power. Everyone knows how dangerous a self-aware, well-loaded nuclear bomb launcher can be, and Arcane can do far more than an exploding nuclear bomb. Eventually, their approach went wrong. A disobedient, independent man-made demigod - Egwene appeared. And just when the Council of Tirisfa was calculating to get back the power when Egwene was about to die, Egwene used the god-like energy in his body to extend his life for more than a hundred years, and he also chose a successor alone.

The Council of Tirispha has completely lost control of the Guardians. Eventually, it was this chosen successor of Egwene, the last Guardian, whose consciousness was controlled by Sargeras due to too many congenital problems, who buried the Council of Tirisfa with his own hands. And he used it to open the portal to Draenor, and the Orcs corrupted by the Burning Legion poured into Azeroth. Not only did this completely change the course of Azeroth's history, but it also kicked off the second invasion of the Burning Legion. If Khadgar hadn't finally killed Medivan, Azeroth's history would have come to an end.