(Thanks to Kazukami Kazu, the 100 starting coins that were once rewarded!!) ）

Kael'thas reigned in Zuaman for the second year.

The circle in the newly built Hall of Voices in Zuaman emitted a new arcane radiance.

Several legendary mages who were tasked with helping Kael'thas with his research stayed on the sidelines, waiting for each other to appear.

At the same time, Kael'thas, accompanied by Solan Lian and others, stepped in.

After the light of the magic circle transmitted, several figures of the same legendary mages appeared, as well as the old men who were kept alive by their magic.

"I didn't expect it to be like this when we met again, His Highness Kael'thas"

The old man opened his tired eyes and greeted Kael'thas with a forced smile.

"Me too, Lord Ralfslav"

Kael'thas stepped forward, crouched down, and said with some sadness.

"I didn't expect to see you like this again"

Ralfuslav, Kael'thas vaguely remembers the handsome and mature appearance of the High Elf man who gave him a rune sword. After only a few years, his appearance has become as old as his voice, and the huge wound on his chest indicates that his life is coming to an end.

"Hehe, Your Highness doesn't have to be sad, it's already a very happy thing that I can come here!"

Ralphsla said, her face also full of relief:

"Did you build that rune sword yourself?"

He asked about the sword that Kael'thas wore at his waist, and the golden flames burned brightly.

"Hmm."

Kael'thas nodded, took his sword, and placed it in front of Ralphsla.

"It's a permanent rune."

Ralphsla looked at the sword carefully, with some shock in her eyes, and couldn't help but admire:

"Your Highness is really a genius in the sky, and in such a short time, he can actually do this."

"Mephites, sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person"

[Relatively speaking]

Thinking of the organization he had fought for all his life, Ralfsla's eyes darkened, and his wounds tore apart.

The surrounding mages quickly increased their magic, and the blue light connected Ralfuslava in a bundle.

Kael'thas was silent

"Your Highness, I once said that the Council of Tirisfa is a great organization"

"But I retract it now, we made a big mistake"

"This mistake could even destroy the world"

He is talking about the betrayal of the Guardian Medivan, and because of Medivan's betrayal, the orcs corrupted by the demons came to this peaceful world and brought war. By the time Ralphsla and the others found out, it was too late, and the Guardians were the strongest, and Medivan assassinated them one by one.

Luckily, Ralphslav survived.

"Of course, Your Highness doesn't need to ask and worry too much, everything has His Majesty the King."

He had already told King Anastarian what had happened, but it was so serious that it was clear that His Majesty was thinking carefully about what to do.

Ralphsra didn't know that Kael'thas was already familiar with history, so he comforted him like this, not wanting to make it too clear.

To him, Kael'thas was just a child, and there was no need to accept something that big.

And it's not because of this that he is looking for Kael'thas

"Your Highness, my organization has invented a spell that can infuse one's own magical energy into others without causing sequelae"

"Now, I want to infuse the remaining magical energy from my body into you"

Ralphsla spoke, immediately startling all the High Elves present.

Only Kael'thas retains his composure, and Tirisfa is made up of the strongest of the strongest, who then infuse their magical energy into one person to protect the world.

He already knew that

Moreover, Ralphsla's magical energy has long been instilled into Medivan's body, how many more can there be now?

"Can it be done?"

Kael'thas asked:

"I think this kind of spell must require a very complicated process or magic circle, can you do it now?"

He didn't refuse, or rather, Ralfuslav came here with the scars of death, which in itself was not something to refuse.

"Of course it can't be complete, but at least I'll give you a part, and that's enough."

Ralphsla said, then explained:

"I've successfully used this spell several times, and my body is used to it, so it's no problem to give you some magical energy. Because the total amount is less than one percent of what I was in my prime. ”

“”

Kael'thas nodded silently.

"Ding"

"You've been tasked with [Receiving the Legacy]."

"Note: You have accepted this task, and you must not give up!"

"Note: This quest has a large XP bonus!"

"Note: This mission will cause disruption to existing systems, and the repair time is undetermined!"

"Note: Before the system is repaired, the abilities that have been mastered can be used normally!"

The system's prompt sounded, and Kael'thas turned pale, not expecting that he had accidentally accepted such a serious task.

Whether this is good or bad, Kael'thas is not clear, but he can only accept it now.

Ralphsla didn't see anything wrong with Kael'thas and laughed. He asked Kael'thas to come to him, and then asked the legendary mages to draw a magic circle on the ground, and then chanted a long, complex incantation.

A powerful arcane glow took shape on the magic circle, and then formed a blue circular enchantment to encircle the two of them.

Solan Lian and the others looked nervously inside the circle, and saw several blue virtual pipes appear between Kael'thas and Ralfusla, and the astonishing arcane energy began to transmit from Ralphsla's body to Kael'thas.

A full half hour of teleportation

When Ralfusla's face turned pale and the transmission pipeline was cut off, Kael'thas opened his eyes with a normal face.

There was no chime, but his mind flickered, and the fluctuations of the rich arcane were clearly visible

Senior Professional.

Kael'thas looked at Solan Lianne, silently reciting 'Detective Loyalty'

"Solan Liane, High Elf Astrology Sorcerer, Loyalty 95."

The system's prompt sounded, and it seems that although the system is temporarily damaged, it can't take the initiative to prompt anything, but its own ability is still there.

"Ahem, ahem"

Ralphsla coughed, but couldn't help but look at Kael'thas and laughed:

"The young body of His Royal Highness the Senior Professional, receiving so much energy, does not have the slightest resistance"

"We succeeded."

[Mephites' conclusion is correct]

He waved his hand to interrupt the magic of the mages around him, smiled and gently closed his eyes, feeling the fire of life rapidly extinguishing in his body, and his heart suddenly brightened

[He is destined to be the new savior]

Because, what flows in his body is

Real power.