"I haven't seen you for more than half a year, Kael'thas , the momentum on your body is getting stronger and stronger!"

Mephites sat by the bookshelf, holding a thick magic book, his eyes full of sighs.

"What momentum?"

Kael'thas who was sitting across from him was a little confused.

"The momentum of the superior."

Mephiteres replied:

"A kind of momentum that is accustomed to commanding people."

Indeed, after 5 years of Zuaman, plus half a year of the Silver Moon Council, Kael'thas is young, but the first feeling given to people has been transformed.

No matter who it is, the first time he sees the current Kael'thas with the indifference and steadiness between his eyebrows, it will immediately make people feel that he is a person who is used to commanding.

"You're overrated."

Kael'thas was noncommittal and asked directly:

"I wonder what the teacher came to me for?"

"I hear you've been in some trouble lately" Mephites put the book down and looked at Kael'thas with deep eyes:

"Do you know why?"

He asked, and Kael'thas nodded.

"I'm too big with my hands and feet."

"Of course, that's a reason."

Mephites laughed with satisfaction:

"However, you should also understand that it is your own ability that is not enough."

At least not to show the whole race.

"So, tell me, do you have a solution?"

Mephites asked with a smile.

Didn't he let himself come over and give advice?

Kael'thas smiled bitterly in his heart, but left no trace on his mouth:

"I have, but, teacher, can I hear your opinion first?"

[Sure enough, something is different, Kael'thas]

Mephites was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her lips increased.

"I have a proposal to get your abilities and prestige recognized."

When he said this, Kael'thas immediately became serious:

"Please advise!"

"Hellfire"

Mephites stretched out his finger and tapped it on the table, quickly drawing a circle-like pattern.

"Research out the method of summoning hellfire and popularize it to some of our mages."

[How is that possible!?] 】

The offer immediately surprised Kael'thas with surprise.

"Teacher, no one will agree to summon a demon!"

The High Elves, they are the race that hates demons the most.

"Whoever said that he wanted to summon demons, if he summoned demons, he didn't need to study the sealed materials"

However, Mephites shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Kael'thas guessed something, but wasn't that his patent?

"Yes, it's about how to summon the same hellfire as you."

Mephites seemed to see Kael'thas in question, and continued:

"Just because you're special, doesn't mean others can't do it"

In fact, when the results of the research came out a few years ago, even Mephites was taken aback.

Because it turns out that if Kael'thas is willing to fully explain the elemental composition that makes up Hellfire, some people with enough talent can do it.

With a deep foundation in magical research, some fire mages are also able to borrow inhuman flames to construct the body of Hellfire and summon it.

The Hellfire Demon is made of Evil Flame, which means that with the method of Kael'thas composition, the High Elf mages will be able to research another flame to replace the Evil Flame.

The hellfire summoned in this way is not a demon but a loyal slave.

(This reason is not entirely true, but it is true, there are more important reasons that will be written later.) ）

Of course, Mephitaus reserved something for Kael'thas and only stated that it was a viable surname.

"Is this really possible?"

Kael'thas was still a little unconvinced.

"There's nothing more feasible than this, and"

Mephites smiled a little mysteriously:

"If you propose this to your father, he will personally arrange for the mage to study it, and will not let Darkan interfere, and the credit will belong to you."

In other words, Kael'thas basically doesn't have to do anything?

He still couldn't believe it, so he wanted to know more details, but Mephites shook his head and refused to reveal it.

"That's what I'm proposing, Kael'thas, and what about you?"

Mephites asked curiously:

"Would your approach be better?"

Even he couldn't figure out what method his disciple had come up with.

"Exploits"

Then Kael'thas replied:

"The best way is to build up enough combat exploits."

Mephites was taken aback.

This is indeed true, for thousands of years, almost all the upper lords have relied on their military exploits to improve their progress.

There isn't much power in the High Elves' lives, but while they don't like war, they are fiercely loyal to the commanders who win.

The world is not peaceful, and no one can reassure the people more than a leader who is proficient in war.

However, after Zuaman was defeated, where else could he gain military success?

If you want to go to war, you have to go out, but the High Elves are not war maniacs, and they don't have the idea of fighting for hegemony, so it's not realistic.

At the very least, His Majesty King Anastarian would not allow the elves to go out and wage war at will.

"Is it the next orc war?"

Mephites asked with a frown, he knew that the alliance with the human race, they would definitely participate in the war in a few years, but this time was still far away.

And for such a major war, how can Kael'thas be sure that he will definitely be able to go?

"It's not."

However, unexpectedly, Kael'thas shook his head.

"I don't have that much time to wait, so"

He laughed, and this smile seemed very indifferent and merciless:

"I'm going to start a new war, and my destination is Hinterland."

The information he received during his trip allowed him to know that the number of trolls in Hinterland had decreased significantly, and when he returned, he also learned that Zujin was in the south, far from Hinterland.

In other words, Hinterland is very fragile now.

Kael'thas knew that the tribe of trolls that lived there was at odds with each other. Without Zujin, they wouldn't be much of a threat.

"Hinterland!?"

Mephites didn't pay attention to what was going on there, and although he had heard about Zukin's heading south, he was still a little skeptical of Hinterland's idea.

"There's a lot of trolls out there, and I don't think that's a good idea."

"Your father wouldn't have allowed you to carry out such a huge project."

Kael'thas shook his head again and laughed:

"No, teacher, my father would agree."

"Why?"

Mephites was puzzled.

"Because I don't need many elves"

Kael'thas had a cold glint in his eyes:

"In Zuaman, I have plenty of tools at my disposal"

Those trolls who belong to him, if used well, can completely sow discord among the tribes of Hinterland, so that Kael'thas can reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It's a spy war