All the while, Kael'thas worked hard for Quel'Thalas's defense.

He thought of many ways, but he couldn't change the fact that the elves were reluctant to leave the land of Quel'Thalas.

It may not be a big deal, but if one day they encounter an enemy they can't resist, how do they hide?

Quel'Salas is located at the northernmost tip of the continent and may have no choice but to go to sea.

But now, Kael'thas has a different brain—the sky.

After all, the High Elves don't have the technology of the dwarves, and they may not want to destroy too much land, so the underground is naturally not in Kael'thas's vision.

But in addition to magic, the High Elves also have a thorough understanding of the sky.

In addition to the Arcane Way, there are many small lofts floating in the sky, which is a testament to the strength of the High Elves.

They could have built a city in the sky

If you can use a moving sky city and cover it, then can this be the best defense for the High Elves?

To this end, after a night's rest, Kael-Saste sought out some mages and inquired about them.

The result of the inquiry surprised and regretted both the result.

I was surprised that they could build such a city, but unfortunately it took too much time and effort.

Building a suspended city requires countless arcane magic crystals and a huge power source that can be used as a hub for activities.

Everything else is easy to do, but the energy source is hard to find.

"Can't we create one of our own?"

Kael'thas asked.

"Of course we can, but what we have created ourselves is probably only enough for the city to levitate, and it does not fit your highness's vision."

The elven mages sent a young representative to explain it this way:

"The city that His Highness needs should not only be a city to live in, but also a certain amount of defense and attack capabilities, which requires an incomparably large amount of energy."

"And if we don't look for this energy, it will take a long time for us to create it ourselves—it needs to be nourished by the Well of the Sun for a long time after we have created it."

Many of the High Elves' powerful items are nourished and made powerful by the Well of the Sun, which is a natural expert in enchantment.

"How long will it take?"

Kael'thas didn't know what the concept of 'long time' was.

"After 100 years of foundation nourishment, and then after the city is built, it will automatically accept it in the air and slowly become stronger."

The young delegate gave a nuanced answer.

A hundred years is indeed too long, and Kael'thas can't afford to wait.

"Couldn't we replace it with low-quality energy first, build a good city and then replace it?"

He asked, slightly confused.

"Of course not, Your Highness."

The other old mage laughed:

"The hub of the city's vision is not just an energy source, it represents the whole city."

"We build the best city based on energy, so that we can do the best defense."

"No matter what the attack is, as long as there is no problem with the energy source located in the center, the city will be fine."

Kael'thas was still puzzled, and in his subsequent questioning, he also focused on this aspect.

He quickly understood, for what he needed was a city with strong defenses, the kind of city that could only be built according to the ideas of the mages.

Ordinary defenses do not meet Kael'thas requirements.

After all, if the Undead Scourge erupts, it will also have a strong force in the sky - who knows if those ghouls and frost dragons or anything will be involved in the attack on Quel'Thalas.

If it were an ordinary city, then even if the elves went up, they would only face a more severe challenge, and they would all fall off and finish the game if they were not careful.

Therefore, after combining the pros and cons, Kael'thas could only sigh and abandon the idea.

At least he won't think about doing it again until he's found the power source.

Kael'thas is back to study the Arcane Ways, and for him, time is still precious.

Although the Orc War is over, Kael'thas can't stay in Quel'Thalas forever.

Perhaps it won't be long before the human affairs are almost settled, and Dalaran's urging will come, and Kael'thas will return to his journey to Dalaran to take over the scepter of Councillor Kenrito over there.

Dalaran had been waiting for centuries, even Kael'thas had been urging him for 7 or 8 years, but there was no reason to refuse.

Humans have a completely different sense of time than elves

That magical realm of humans has always been a symbol of friendship between the High Elves and humans, and the High Elves have been absent for a long time, and if they don't go, there should be a problem.

[Maybe there's a problem now.] 】

Kael'thas thought as he looked at his book harder and harder.

The books in the High Elves Library were undoubtedly a great help to him, as they contained different views and experiences of magic for each mage, and could also find things that were hard to find in other books.

For example, to give weapons intelligence.

Kael'thas was ecstatic when he found out that a mage had tried to study such a thing.

This will undoubtedly help to improve several weapon systems.

If he could let the weapon give birth to his own mind instead of controlling it himself, Kael'thas wouldn't have to worry about it.

Unfortunately, the study of these things in the books is very trivial, and no mage has conducted systematic research, so Kael'thas has to find a way to carefully sift through the many books and organize them himself.

After a few days, Kael'thas could already faintly see the signs, and he decided that if he was given more time, he would get an answer.

An answer that would perfect his seven weapons.

-- In the southwest corner of Yongge Forest, there is a small peninsula surrounded by golden sand beaches jutting out into the ocean.

On this peninsula, there is no difference between the wandering mana dragon and the dragon eagle.

In the shadow of several huge trees, there is a streamlined High Elf building.

Judging by the size of the building and the elven guards and treants walking around, this is a family with a deep heritage.

In the golden grand hall, Valera knelt in the middle, and more than a dozen elderly elves stood next to her.

"We already know why you're back."

The heavy voice came from an elven man at the front, who had a somewhat similar appearance to Valera:

"Valera, your plan is interesting."

"If it can be successful, it can indeed make up for your mother's regrets."

The man's eyes were slightly gloomy.

"But"

He then fixed his gaze on Valella as if observing her thoughts:

"Do you know the consequences of failure?"

"Yes."

Valella lowered her voice and nodded.

"No regrets this time?"

The man's face moved slightly, and he continued to ask.

He didn't believe it too much.

"Isn't that what you had in mind in the first place? Father. ”

Valella raised her head and looked at the man calmly:

"Since I'm back, I won't regret it."

Her attitude is simply the opposite of what she was a few years ago.

The elven man, Varela's father, had some mixed feelings.

[If you can, I really hope you can refuse.] 】

He thought to himself.

Many years ago, he almost ruined this daughter because of this wrong thing.

"Valera, you are the most talented thief our family has ever seen."

"No, the most gifted thief the High Elves have ever had."

The man said sadly something different from his mind, but consistent with his identity:

"You should understand that your value is almost equal to that of the Holy Rank."

"We wanted to train you to be a powerful High Elf."

For this reason, the people of this family created a powerful soul magic and used it to transform Valera.

Unfortunately, the spell failed, and Valera escaped, wasting years of her time.

When Valella came back this time, everyone felt regret, because she had not grown in strength for so many years.

Originally, if she had been carefully cultivated, Valera would have been at least a legendary thief by now.

The Kingdom of the High Elves has not had a legendary thief until now.

"We agree with your plan, and it will do us no harm."

The elven man sighed:

"We need to prepare for a week so you can move freely."

"Then in a week's time, we'll adjust you again."

"We've been studying for years and we've got results, and this time it's not going to fail again, and if you want to get out of your fate, you'll have to catch the two hours of time during the adjustment."

Two hours.

At this moment, even the face of Baron Sangunar, who was silent on the side, changed color.

"My lord, is this too little time?"

He stood up from the crowd and said eagerly:

"With so little time, how could Valera's plan succeed!"

Two hours, in his opinion, was a joke

"No, it's been a long time."

This question was not answered by the elf man, and an older elf came out of the crowd:

"That magic can't be used more than once, it has to be done in a short time."

"Valera."

The old elf walked slowly towards Valera, bowed down and said softly:

"Do you really not mind?"

"If we succeed this time, we will all be reduced to ashes, along with your past memories and life."

"You will be the most perfect and ruthless thief."

Valera looked up at the old elf with an emotionless smile on her face:

"I'm already like this anyway? Isn't it? ”

"I'm tired of not wanting to be a monster anymore."

The soul has been arbitrarily changed, so it is better to fight for the last time.

Success is bright.

Defeat is darkness.

Even with the brief fate of two hours, there is little hope at all.

But Valella still wanted to believe

She wanted to trust that friend, and the elven prince, who seemed to be able to do anything.

(To be continued)