Anastarian was still very face-saving, not only arranging more than three hundred experienced spellcasters and a dozen arcane golems, but also hundreds of ranger troops led by spellbreakers, plus some craftsmen and scholars, a whole team of 1,000 people gathered in the square to wait for the review.

Although Lanlos also wanted to gather 10,000 troops to push the Cave of Time directly, the huge number not only required a lot of time and energy to prepare, but also meant that the process of going out was more painful.

As long as these more than 1,000 people wait for the Blue Dragon to establish a portal in Tanaris, they will soon be able to descend from the sky. If the number is too large, even the Blue Dragon Legion cannot afford the cost of teleportation, and the sea voyage is long, and the Elven King does not want to see his people lost in the storm.

What's even more surprising is that the leaders of the escort force accompanying them are actually the Silencer Nochong and the Salorian Morning Seeker. Needless to say, the former is accompanied by the lawbreaker to assist the blue dragon in entering the Cave of Time. As for the latter, when Lanlos was on Queldanas Island, he had a deep friendship with this guy, and now he is sincerely happy to reunite with his old friends.

"Lanros!" The Morning Seeker rode a sturdy Salas horse, and naturally saw the iconic long gray hair at a glance.

"Salorian, long time no see. Lanlos waved his hand, but he was vaguely cramped. On the island of Queldanus, he turned into a demon, and although he desperately stopped Sataire's plot, many members of the Knights of the Morning Blade were sucked by his life in order to recover from his injuries, which was not a good feeling.

Especially when he saw the female adjutant behind Salorian, the embarrassment on Lanlos's face couldn't be hidden: "You too, Lannasel." ”

The adjutant seemed to have not heard him, lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Salorian, who was familiar with him, immediately jumped off the military horse, grabbed Lanlos's arm and laughed heartily: "You kid is good, not only defeated the orc chieftain, but also rescued the Red Dragon Queen, and now he is also getting together with the Blue Dragon, quite my demeanor back then, haha!"

"If you can have half of his ability, our Morning Blade Knights won't be on the island all day. In the face of the regimental commander's nonsense, Lannacel habitually opened her mouth and counted the falls.

The smile on the face of the morning seeker was still the same, and there was no intention of introspection: "Hehe, isn't this time just coming out?"

"Besides, if I hadn't taken the initiative to fight for it, maybe I would have arranged all the far-traveled travelers as before. ”

"Don't worry, the Far Traveler can't deal with the dragon, and this mission is destined to fall to us. ”

"Oh, you mean I'm going to do more?"

Seeing the two bickering unscrupulously in front of him, the smile on Lanlos's face suddenly became relaxed and natural. But before he could continue to reminisce about the warm taste of the reunion of old friends, several familiar faces appeared one after another, and he couldn't help but be stunned in place.

The artisan and scholar was led by an old acquaintance of Kui Island, Astaro Bloodoath, a polymath who was usually introverted and not good at words, but he was more excited than anyone else when he encountered this opportunity to explore the New World.

And on the caster's side, in addition to Romans, there is also Aslan, who has not been seen for a long time. What was even more surprising was that he also smelled the scent of demonic spells from the latter. After further investigation, it was revealed that in order to study demons in depth, some members of the Sunfury Legion led by Aslan studied related demonic spells.

Because of the sensitivity of the word demon in people's hearts, almost most of these High Elf warlocks joined the operation, which can be regarded as temporarily avoiding the edge.

No wonder Anastarian would be so generous, sending more than three hundred spellcasters out on the expedition. You know, at the beginning, he was able to fight with Amani Trolls with the same number of rangers, and the power of so many spellcasters should not be underestimated.

Unfortunately, as Salorian said, this mission was not suitable for the Ranger, and the bow and arrow were difficult to pose an effective threat to the dragon, so he did not have the opportunity to relive the beauty with the beautiful woman in the end.

Thinking of this, the pride that had originally led to the cooperation between the blue dragon and the elves was gone, and after saying hello, Lanloth teleported back to Dalaran alone.

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Her long golden hair fell like a waterfall, shining with a noble and intoxicating glow in the warm sunlight.

The finely crafted blue and white robe lacks a graceful and luxurious appearance, and it looks a little wide against the backdrop of the girl's slender and slender figure. But because of this, a little weak temperament dispelled the coldness of not entering, and people wanted to hold her in their arms so that they could be pitied.

The girl was born with bright eyes and bright teeth, fair skin as smooth as jade, and unconsciously exuded elegance and dignity in her gestures. At this moment, she sat at her desk, holding a quill pen and carefully sketching something on the parchment, her little face tense and her brows slightly furrowed.

"Gianna?"

Her concentration was interrupted by the voice of another person coming in from the doorway, the tip of her pen trembling slightly, and two grains of ink quietly spilled on the edge of the spell model that was about to be sketched.

With a long sigh, she secretly felt that she didn't lock the door, and Gianna threw away the parchment with an expressionless face: "Don't you see I'm busy, Arthas?"

"I'm sorry, I was in too much of a hurry to notice. "Walking into the room was a sturdy and handsome blonde young man, with eyebrows and eyes like swords, and his aura was high, and he was a handsome young man who looked like Pan An. Coupled with his financial resources displayed in a gorgeous and exquisite aristocratic costume, he is definitely the dream lover of countless young girls with a spring of dreams.

When the person said this, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile on his face, and he didn't mean to apologize at all. Gianna suddenly felt helpless: "Arthas, I told you a long time ago, I will be very busy during this time, and I really don't have time to attend your oath ceremony." ”

Arthas Minethir, Prince of Lordaeron, was Gianna's childhood friend. When they were young, the two of them often got into trouble together in the royal palace of Lordaeron and Kurtilas, and those childhood jokes are still vivid in people's minds.

Not only the parents, but even Gianna herself thought that the carefree days would last until they grew up, until the orcs invaded.

The fall of Stormwind led to the birth of the Lordaeron Alliance, and Alsace was taught by Uther, the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the dwarven ambassador Muradin, and Gianna entered Dalaran in due course.

Drake Prodmore's sacrifice spurred Gianna to devote herself to arcane learning, allowing her to grow from a milky little girl to a leader among her peers in just a few years, and before she knew it, there was a lot less contact between the two.

As for the oath-taking ceremony she just mentioned, it was a celebration of Arthas's official entry into the Order of the Silver Hand. After all, he is a prince and a disciple of Uther, as long as he develops normally, it will be just around the corner to succeed Uther in commanding the entire Silver Hand Knights, and Lordaeron will celebrate this moment for the whole country.

It's a pity that Gianna has already been assigned a task by the teacher, and if she can successfully complete it, she will also bid farewell to her apprenticeship status and officially become Kenrito's official mage. She was a student of Antonidas, the princess of Kul Tiras, and she had long been determined to become the top spellcaster in Dalaran, and she could not let people down.

"It's just a few days, just a few days. Arthas sat across from her desk, stared into her starry eyes, and said in an almost pleading tone, "Gianna, I hope you will be present at the ceremony, this is a very important moment in my life, and I really hope that you will witness this day with me." ”

Facing Prince Lordaeron's affectionate gaze, Gianna deflected her gaze without a trace: "Arthas, I'm really sorry, I have my own things to do, which are also vital to my future. ”

Both of them were at the age of the first love, and Arthas did not hide it, and Gianna had long been aware of each other's meaning. But during this time, she has been anxious because of the task assigned by Antonidas, and she is not in the mood and ready to start a relationship at all. It's all to blame on that bastard elf, who clearly promised herself one thing, but it's been almost a month since the communication was cut off that day, and she hasn't found any trace of him anywhere.

If these things had been settled in the morning, we would certainly not have missed the oath-taking ceremony in Alsace as we do now. After all, Prince Lordaeron is her friend who has played since childhood, even if there is no intention or opportunity for further development now, but she does not want the two to have an unpleasant quarrel in public or private.

Arthas clenched his fists, trying to suppress the reluctance and anger in his heart. Over the years, Gianna has been fascinated by arcane arts in Dalaran, and he has been inspired to devote himself to his studies. According to Uther's plan, he would not have been brought into the temple of light until he was eighteen or nineteen years old and mentally mature. But Arthas's diligence exceeded everyone's imagination, and some time ago he was favored by the Holy Light with his own efforts and perceptions.

Uther was ready to bring him into the Silver Hand in advance.

This is the greatest recognition of Prince Lordaeron's hard work over the years, and almost the entire alliance will come to witness his achievements.

Although Gianna could not participate, after all, it happened suddenly, and Arthas could understand her busyness and hard work in Dalaran. If this is the case, he will have regrets in his heart, but he will never have such resentment as he is now.

"Important?" Arthas was young after all, but he couldn't hold back in the end, pointing out her 'lies' with a straight face, "Just because of that High Elf, you don't want to spare even a few days?"

Gianna's eyes widened, and her delicate eyebrows squeezed together: "What are you talking about?"

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