Dalaran had been exceptionally quiet in the morning.

Shops selling all kinds of spell materials and practical supplies are no longer busy in the past; On weekdays, the explosions and collisions that come from time to time in the mage tower of the great mages also rarely stop; Even libraries, which have always been a gathering place for tech nerds, are now crowded.

And this strange atmosphere that is very different from the usual comes from the Stormwind envoy group who entered the city under the protection of the royal knights of Stormwind a few days ago......

The fighting in the Hills Bled Hills intensifies, and the Horde and the Alliance are at loggerheads.

It is not modest to say that as two of the most terrifying warplanes in Azeroth in this era, the slightest disturbance between the Alliance and the Horde could affect the entire world. And when the two finally move from confrontation to war, it will inevitably be the most eye-catching "front page headline" of this era.

What's more, this sudden war was caused by the kidnapping of a king and the disappearance of two camp leaders, especially since one of them was "his own man" from Dalaran - one of the best female mages in a hundred years.

And now, at this tense moment, the Kingdom of Stormwind, one of the parties, has sent a neat envoy to Dalaran, which has always been neutral, and the meaning here is intriguing......

Mages are smart people.

Because those who are not smart enough, before they can take off the hat of the mage's apprentice, they fall into all kinds of difficult trials, unguardable accidents, and even all kinds of unbelievable spells.

But if anyone who cares about this qiē wears it up and connects it into a vein, it is not difficult to guess Stormwind's intentions. And if the mages in Dalaran City still can't understand it, it is simply an insult to the mage profession.

The ancient bronze bell on the bell tower of Violet Castle has been struck. The latest bill is coming soon.

Hundreds of archmages silently gathered in the square decorated with fragrant flowers. The casters of the past, who had been hidden in the past, nodded to each other. Silent stood in front of the statue of Antonidas, without a single word of exchange. In addition to the sound of the morning breeze blowing through the dead leaves and the rustle of magic brooms, all that remained in the square was the sound of rapid or heavy breathing.

Everyone was staring at the high platform in front of the bell tower, silently waiting for the final decision of Violet Castle.

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Although Dalaran is one of the Seven Kingdoms of the Race, it is essentially a loose collection of mages -- there are no kings, no lords, no bureaucracy, no territory, and even fewer subjects.

In addition to the established spellcasters, all that remained in and around the vast city of Dalaran were traders and farmers who supplied the mages with all kinds of materials and resources they needed on a daily basis, as well as a small but elite group of city guards and the mages' own followers. Together, there are only more than 10,000 people.

Coupled with the fact that the mages have always valued knowledge and power over power and status, the culture of looseness, independence, and freedom in this arcane city has been cultivated over a long history. In this unique city, the various schools of magic quarrel and disagreement with each other are far more urgent and frequent than the struggle for earthly power. Even the duels in the Dalaran Arena were mostly triggered by conflicts of magical ideas and research funding rather than dirty power......

This qiē makes the collective more like an academy or a research organization than a conventional feudal kingdom.

However, this does not mean that the country is disorderly and scattered.

This one-of-a-kind yet powerful Arcane City has its own unique rules and leaders.

From the day the city became a haven for mages and a center for arcane research, mages have used their art and power to make Dalaran magnificent. A group responsible for outlining and handling disagreements is led by many mages to lead the arcane city to cut through the waves, stop the crisis, and forge honor.

Kenrito Council!

An arbitration council that was born from the moment Dalaran towered over the top of the mountain, the de facto leader of the Arcane City.

The Council of Kenrito, made up of six of the most respected and trusted archmages, meets through the guò to discuss decisions and vote on certain matters. Every member of the council is a man of astonishing learning and far-sightedness, so even a great man as Antonidas. During his lifetime rule, he did not have absolute dominance over the parliament, but decided every issue by voting in the parliament by a minority and obeying the majority.

In the past thousands of years of history. The members of this group use their knowledge and power far beyond their peers to determine the direction of the kingdom, leading the city's spellcasters to protect it and its inhabitants, whether they are powerful spellcasters or weak but indispensable mortals.

It is this group of leaders and this leadership model that has allowed Dalaran to stand from ancient times to the present day. Even if it has experienced a terrible disaster such as a natural disaster, it can still be rebuilt from the ruins in a short period of time, and gradually regain its former glory.

And this time, on the tacit and ever-focused issue of the people of Dalaran, the six current members of the Kenrito Council finally reached a final resolution today after three consecutive days of stalemate and dispute......

The square in front of the monument to Antonidas became more and more silent, and the teleportation runes engraved with Mithril on the high platform of the clock tower behind the monument began to flicker continuously, and in an instant, a curtain of light shimmering with blue arcane light appeared on the bell tower.

But in the blink of an eye, five figures with different appearances and surrounded by magic power streamed out from between the portals, appearing one by one in front of the many mages who were staring with bated breath.

The atmosphere in the square froze for a while, and the purple-robed and frost-white mage Modra slowly stepped forward past his colleagues around him, and after looking down at the many people waiting in the square, he casually cast a spell on himself, and his voice was loud.

As one of the finest female mages in Dalaran's history, and the longest-serving member of the six-member Council of Kenrito in this realm, it is up to Mordra to announce the final decision of the council to the mages and residents of Dalaran today.

"Colleagues, fellow citizens......" Mordra's spell-enhanced voice resounded throughout the square, "Three days ago, the envoys of Stormwind arrived in Dalaran and made a request......

"Rebuild the Federation of Azeroth!"

With a "boom", the female mage's voice was interrupted by a sudden noise, and an irrepressible burst of discussion and exclamation in the square in an instant. Even though the mages had roughly predicted that Stormwind would make a request for an alliance this time, they never expected that the rulers of the Stormwind Kingdom would "play" this time...... So big!

Federation of Azeroth!

This alliance that was once founded by the seven nations of mankind based on a covenant of mutual assistance between them has long since existed in name only after a series of betrayals and suspicions between the seven nations in World War I and World War II.

But now this almost forgotten name suddenly rings in the ears and has a great possibility of turning into reality, such a bombshell, even with the cultivation of mages, will inevitably be taken aback for a while.

"Quiet!" Waving his hand and casting a wide range of silence techniques suppressed the intensifying controversy and exclamation, the dark color on the face of senior councillor Modra became more and more solemn, "After three days of discussion and voting on the bill by members of the council, the final result was three votes in favor, two against, and one abstention...... Passed the request of the Stormwind envoys and the resolution to rebuild the Federation of Azeroth! ”

Even if there was not the slightest noise in the square due to the suppression of the crowd silence, you could see how shocking and sudden the decision was from the faces of the mages who had gathered, either their faces flushed or their brows furrowed.

And the female mage's announcement of the resolution is far from over.

"Dalaran will declare war on the Horde in conjunction with Stormwind during the rebuilding of the Azeroth Federation, and will send troops to the town of South Seas within a week to provide the necessary magical support for the Allied battlefield.

"The members of the First and Third Mage Regiments, as well as the Kenrito Battle Mage Wing, can start and stop the qiē real yàn, trials, and topics at hand, and return to the formation within a day to wait for orders!"

"The Second Mage Regiment and the City Guards will be stationed at Violet Castle until the end of the war, and from now on, the combat readiness level will be raised to orange, and it will be executed immediately!"

"Also, I have something to say to the councillors about my fellow Blood Elves in the city..."

"Maybe you should close your mouth that only turns black and white upside down and can't even pronounce spells, Mordra!"

With a cold snort, the only Blood Elf Councillor among the five council members present raised his head and unceremoniously interrupted the female councilor's words, and said mercilessly: "If I remember correctly, I am the representative of the Blood Elves in this city!" ”

tall but a little thin, handsome but unrebellious; The phoenix gold pattern embroidered on the red robe indicates the noble status of the comer in his race; And anyone who knows anything about the mage's coat of arms and rank will not be difficult to identify his identity as a heroic flame master from the delicate flame-like ornamentation on the neckline of the robe.

Esath * Sunsnatcher.

Since the departure of Prince Kael'thas * Sunseeker on his expedition to the Outlands, the Blood Elf Archmage who has been appointed by His Royal Highness the Prince to take over his seat in the Council of the Six of Kenrito is in no way inferior in strength to the strongman of Volitar, the chief strategist under Prince Kael'thas of strength.

"Don't get an inch, 'little girl' (note 1)!" With an undisguised sneer on the corner of his mouth, this blood elf strongman unscrupulously displayed his 'poisonous tongue talent': "I hope your brain that is as dull and stupid as an ogre can understand that even the council ...... in this city."

"I'm not qualified to dictate the internal affairs of the blood elves!"

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Note 1: Mordra's exact age is unknown, but as the oldest member of the council and a peer of Antonidas, plus the gray hair in the comics and games, she is definitely an elderly woman. (To be continued......) I1292