"Medivan."

"I don't think now is the time to study this teleportation hub."

Dressed in fuchsia magic robes and with the lofty prestige created by the violet magic system, the Sage of Samast, who almost ruled the entire Council of Archmages of Dalaran almost behind his back, patted the shoulder of Madison, the guardian who was walking with him at the end of the line, dressed in the robe of the gray raven.

"Wait until you see your emperor's nephew, Karen, and ask for his permission."

"You have a chance to research!"

Hearing the words of the Sage of Samast, the Guardian lowered the hood on his head, revealing a face that was a little vicissitudes, but full of wisdom.

"My friend Samastre!"

"You're right, I'll make a request to study this hub when I see my nephew Karen."

With some reluctance, he retracted the spiritual power that he had been perceiving the teleportation hub, and responded to Samast beside him with a hint of unfinished expression.

Probably because as soon as the two of them met a few years ago, Medivin discovered that the true power of the Violet Sage Samast was comparable to his peak, and he was a true second-order mid-level demigod powerhouse.

Guardian Medivan has communicated frequently with Samast in recent years, and for him, Samast in front of him is the only new friend he has met over the years, with a common topic, except for old relatives and friends such as Lothar.

"But don't worry, I'll recommend to Cullen that you accompany me to study."

Madison, who did not know the relationship between Samaste and the Holy Light Cross Church, continued in a generous tone.

"Perhaps, with our skills, we can also optimize this great teleportation building."

"Believe me, with Karen's wisdom, he will not refuse my suggestion."

In the face of Medivan's kindness, looking at the guardian with a honey-faced and confident face, the Violet Sage Samast nodded indifferently and smiled without saying a word.

In fact, the teleportation hub itself is a masterpiece designed by him and the Messiah.

After all, although the Holy Arathas Empire at this stage is powerful, it is still in the stage of having a solid foundation and digesting the various power inheritances taught by him and the Messiah.

Such a grandiose, two-kilometer radius of a giant teleportation hub is really not something that the current high-level of the empire can accomplish on its own.

Unlike the two demigod mages at the end of the line, discussing some advanced magical questions along the way.

Immediately behind the Empire's top officials and their fathers were Arthas and Varian, the former kings of the two allied old kingdoms.

These two young men, who had escaped the catastrophe of their fate by the intervention of the Messiah, and who were about the same age from their families, walked together in the middle of the procession.

"The one from your family, why didn't he come this time?"

Varian wore a noble ruby headband, his long black hair draped behind his head, and he pushed his shoulder against his friend who was looking around.

"Hey, Gianna is preparing the promotion materials in Dalaran, and she is about to advance to the advanced rank of the official spellcaster."

The emergence of the violet magic system in Azeroth has brought about a huge change in the teleportation magic array, and the changes in this area are naturally good and bad, and the benefits are naturally not much to say, the transmission speed of information, personnel, and materials has been cheating to the extreme, but there are naturally a lot of disadvantages, such as Arthas and Gianna······ The matter of this pair of happy little lovers, just after the incident of the Cathedral of the Three Virtues, can be said to have spread to the upper echelons of the entire human world in a short period of time at the speed of light.

"By the way, Varian, have you noticed these Imperial citizens welcoming us?"

Because he had just become an official mid-rank trial paladin, Arthas didn't want to mention the girlfriend who was more powerful than him too much in front of his friends.

Our former Prince Highness Lordaeron hastened to change the subject.

At this time, they were walking on the wide, straight central street.

"What ······ did you find?"

"Wait, Arthas, how come these citizens of the Empire, all professionals?"

Alerted by his friend, Varian quickly noticed the difference in the crowd around him who welcomed them, and said with a shocked look on his face.

Except for a few older humans, who had been abandoned by the magnates of the Stormwind Kingdom, and looked at the former Stormwind Kingdom magnates such as Lothar with complicated eyes, most of the streets on both sides were crowded with young people of the younger generation of humans and fishmen holding flowers and small imperial flags.

And almost every one of these young people is a trainee in common occupations such as warriors and thieves.

For Arthas, who knew a lot about the caster's profession because of his girlfriend, he even found hundreds, if not thousands, of relatively rare and rare apprentice mages in the crowd.

Such a terrifying number of professionals and such a large number of professionals are popular, which undoubtedly shocked the two of them!

However, just when the two young former princes, His Royal Highnesses, were shocked, Lothar and Terenus, who were at the forefront of the team, deeply felt the horror and strength of the empire's strength.

These two high-ranking men who have really held the power of the state, and they are both considered heroic, have not failed to consider spreading the training of professionals to everyone in the kingdom, so as to increase the power of the kingdom and fight against possible disasters in the future.

But the difficulties and resistance they encountered were so great that their ideas died in the first place, and they couldn't really implement them at all!

Except for the extraordinary power that the local magnates do not allow them to monopolize, flowing into the common class.

It is also because the resources that each professional needs to consume are far more than ordinary people who are not professionals.

For example, the simplest warrior profession must ensure at least 3 catties of meat intake every day, which is a big problem in the six countries of the Azeroth Alliance, where agriculture and animal husbandry are basically equivalent to the medieval period of the Messiah in the previous life of the earth.

"It seems that our decision was not wrong."

Lothar calmed down her shock a little and said to Terenus beside her.

"That's right, even if we don't join the Empire now, Cullen may look at your face and won't attack our country right away."

"But what about after we're gone?"

"The emergence and growth of these young people will make the gap between the empire and us even wider."

"And when that time really comes, it may not be as good as it is now!

Now Terenus, after seeing with his own eyes the difference in strength between the Empire and Lordaeron, has completely given up his previous careful thinking and said to Lothar in resignation.

The conversation between them, which is not much hidden, is particularly eye-catching in this team where almost everyone is a superior or low professional person.

When a number of local magnates heard this, some of the local magnates who were not convinced by their own lords so easily and unconditionally surrendered to the Holy Araso Empire, and they all took a closer look at the citizens of the empire who welcomed them.

The originally arrogant complexion changed instantly, and his face immediately became submissive.

Lokmondo, the highest political officer who led the way at the forefront, clearly noticed the change in the attitude of some of the old nobles of the Six Kingdoms behind him, and his broad lips curled slightly.

"With such a moving look, some hidden dangers in the future have been solved."

"Your Excellency Lothar and Your Excellency Terenus are worthy of being Your Majesty's biological father and father-in-law, and they are indeed their own people!"

The old fishman sighed in his heart, and straightened his chest full of smooth scales.

Not far away, the gate of the Imperial Palace, the core of the Imperial City of Soladin, and also the most noble Imperial Palace, had already appeared at the end of his sight.

The old fishman had even seen the Emperor and the Empress, their Majesties standing at the door to greet them, guarded by a group of Yahweh court paladins.

He hurriedly quickened his pace·······

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Just when the Emperor of the Holy Araço Empire received the people who came to worship Lothar.

On the other side of the Eastern Kingdom continent.

The scorching sun shone through the tall branches and bushes of the Silvermoon Forest, shining on the moderately lit ground.

Winresa Windranger's disciple Ronin sat next to her body, on the seaside of the Silvermoon Forest, on a tall ancient oak tree.

"Luo Ning, you are no longer a short-lived human."

"Prince Kael'thas has agreed on behalf of the royal family to the matter between you and me."

In the distance, there are undulating waves and a vast ocean connecting the sky and the earth; On the side, there is an ancient forest full of vitality and abundance of birds and flowers.

Wen Lesa raised the peculiar, beautiful and delicate face of the High Elf, who was originally leaning on Luo Ning's shoulder, the youngest of the three sisters of the Windranger family, and looked at the man beside her with the soft eyes unique to lovers.

"After the 'Undead Encirclement and Suppression Battle Medal Ceremony' in Silvermoon City next week, we ······"

Luo Ning on this timeline is not the lonely little mage with no background in the original history.

As a disciple of the Supreme Member of the Kenrito Council, he is not weaker than the children of other big families in the High Elf Kingdom, and after specializing in the Violet Law System, he has gained a long lifespan, and the high-level of the High Elf Kingdom agrees to this pair

However, just before Wen Lesa finished speaking, Luo Ning suddenly stood up in confusion, and an illusory magic eyeball the size of a fist returned to his palm from a height of thousands of meters, turning into purple-red magic again, and integrating into Luo Ning's body.

"Wen Leisa, my mage's eye tells me that more than three digits, the undead mana fluctuations above the hero level are approaching this Silver Moon coastline."

Luo Ning's face had never been so serious.

"Now we need to rush back to Silvermoon City as soon as possible and inform everyone to get ready for battle!"

As he spoke, a pale blue portal spell unfolded simultaneously behind him.

The human spellcaster, who was no more than thirty years old, suddenly grabbed the hand of the High Elf girl, who was still in a state of confusion, and jumped towards the portal······