Chapter 133: The Real Party Begins Now (2/6)
Lanlos was not familiar with the name Miranda, but there was one thing that made him frown.
According to Serris, this Miranda was the hero who assassinated the traitor Vilania in the Western Temple, an apprentice.
However, he had only seen Vilania alone in the Western Temple, where did this Miranda come from?
And as Serris said, how could a mage apprentice have the ability to stab a mage to death?
What's even more worthy of speculation is that this Miranda, after the party hosted by Tyris, often haunts the Earl's manor. Even the Earl's party, she will be present in ten times.
How could a small mage apprentice be so valued by Tyris, who was a member of the Silvermoon Council?
When questions that are difficult to answer with common sense are strung together, there must be extraordinary answers behind them.
No wonder Eldagossa would say that today is a 'critical moment', I'm afraid, Serris's speculation is close to the truth.
However, in addition to being vigilant, Lanlos also had a feeling of helplessness. Didn't you ask me to find Sataire's traces? The speed and efficiency of the High Councilor are so fast, I have no sense of existence!
"So, Lanlos, there's a good chance there's going to be danger here today. Serris's heartfelt advice made Lanlos smile faintly, and he was happy.
He was once forgotten by another world, but fortunately, in this world, someone remembered him and someone cared about him.
A warm feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, and in the depths of Lan Luos's blue gaze, the unshakable layer of frost seemed to be faintly loosened.
As if feeling something, Valella, who was clinging to her in her arms, seemed to want to find a more comfortable position, her cheeks kept pouting on her chest, like a clingy cute cat, and even the slender arms around her neck quietly increased her strength.
Slowly closing his eyes, Lanlos didn't say anything, just put his hands around the girl's waist and pushed harder.
"Cerys, compared to me, the safety of these children should be your concern. β
"If you believe me, then I promise that I will protect them. β
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"Tsk, no matter how many times you watch it, these elves' gatherings are too extravagant. β
"yes, the palace banquet in Stormwind is simply stingy in comparison. β
"If you let the royal family hear this, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around. β
"Hehe, I'm a court mage, and even Baratheon has to give three points of courtesy......"
"I say, are you idle?" Magnus's thick gray eyebrows trembled violently, and then he glanced at them with disdain, "You shouldn't call Baratheon by his name, this king of the Stormwind Kingdom is famous even in Nomorigan. β
Hagra and Hagarin looked at each other and were about to retort, but Magnus spoke as if he had expected it: "And the council has always made it clear that it is not allowed to meddle in mortal affairs, do you think I am right, court mage?"
"I'm just in name, and besides, it's the will of King Baratheon, whom your gnomes reveal. Hagra didn't want to be despised by a dwarf, although this dwarf was much stronger than himself, but he knew the other party's character very well, and a good man would not do anything to him.
With a reckless sneer, Hagra was about to say something, but his brother Hagarin grabbed him.
Looking up, the beautiful blue-haired woman was slowly approaching.
Hagra's brows furrowed, and he reluctantly shut his mouth. As human masters, they know very well this dragon who incarnates as a human in Dalaran, and they also know very well how miserable their fate will be if they mock Magnus in front of her.
"If I were you, I would have burned these two idiots to death. When he came to the old dwarf's side, Eldagossa didn't even look at the two of them, as if the other didn't exist at all. When Hagra and Hagarin heard this, they suddenly felt an infinite sense of grievance welling up in their hearts, but they finally fell silent.
I can't help it, I can't do it......
Magnus deserves to be a good old man, and he didn't answer the call and continue to hit the two, but directly shifted the topic to business: "Did you find anything?"
"Looks like Lanros is familiar with those kids. Fixing his gaze on the two hugging each other in the middle of the dance floor, an intoxicating smile appeared on Eldagosa's face, "Ah, the breath of spring." β
"Uh, I mean Tyris. Magnus scratched at his long goatee and reminded helplessly.
Quickly put away his rippling expression, glanced at the two behind him with cold eyes, and after making sure that they were not whispering behind their backs, Elda Gosa also straightened up: "Nothing has been found so far, but according to Terris, that Miranda will appear soon." β
"Miranda, she's not in the manor right now?"
"I asked Tyris about that. Eldagossa frowned at the mention of this, "But he hasn't answered my question directly. β
"Why don't we use a spell to find her place?"
Eldagossa made a possible suggestion, but as soon as he finished speaking, Hagra laughed: "Please, the party of the High Elves is all about magic detection enchantments, and if Anastarian finds out that we cast a spell at the Earl's manor, we will be forcibly expelled." β
"You're not wrong to say you're stupid. In order to confirm himself, Eldagossa raised his hand and grabbed it, and a majestic cloud of arcane energy gathered in his hand, "I just checked, and the magic detection enchantment is not open. β
The four of them looked at each other and frowned.
"Could it be that Tyris forgot?"
"Probably not, he's an earl, even if he forgets, he has so many subordinates, he can't forget them all, right?"
That said, he did it on purpose. β
Although it is true that the personalities of Hagra and Hagarin are annoying, after all, they are ** divisions, and they can become high-level councilors, not really like Eldagossa said, just two fools.
Perhaps that's why Magnus was reluctant to bash them.
With the Guardian gone, the Tirisfa Council is now in decline, and there are fewer and fewer people who are able and willing to use this ability to use this ability in this cause, and as for those bad habits, he is still willing to tolerate them.
"But the question is, what is his purpose?" Eldagossa frowned, then turned his gaze to Tyris, who was walking towards the second-floor stands. Then, as if thinking of something, his eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately pulled out a badge engraved with a six-pointed star, and the arcane energy poured into it as if he didn't need money.
"Verin?!"
"Ahem, you're scaring me, Eldagosa. A familiar voice came from inside the badge, it was none other than Verin Firmament, who had not been invited by Tyris.
However, the situation was urgent, and Eldagossa did not have the leisure to comfort the other party: "Tell me, who is in charge of the magic detection enchantment?"
"Magic Detection Enchantment?"
"It's the one used at the party!"
"You say this, of course it's those mages in the Tower of the Sunrage, unified management, unified collection of data and uploading ......"
"Where's the upload?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm still ......"
"Where ?!!"
"Ahem, of course, it was uploaded to the hands of the Great Magus Bi Luohua. β
Sure enough, Eldagossa was shocked, and immediately grabbed his badge and shouted, "Quick! Notify the Archmagister ......"
Whewββ
The purple light on the six-pointed star suddenly trembled violently, and several people present could clearly feel it, connected, disconnected.
"Hurry, hurry, what?" Verin looked at the tarnished badge in his hand on a balcony of the Tower of the Sun, his face dazed, and after trying to establish communication again, he shrugged his shoulders and turned to lie down.
Looking ahead at the island of Queldanus, illuminated by the Well of the Sun, Verin relaxed.
Sure enough, it was the air purified by the sunwell that was the most charming, and Eldagossa and the others would never know the true charm of Quel'Thalas. What kind of party did she just say? Well, party!
His lazy gaze suddenly sharpened, and Verin jumped up like a spring, and then looked at the bustling capital in the other direction......
"Oh no, it's the space lock!" Magnus reacted immediately, immediately turning his head to look out the window.
The entire manor was covered with a transparent force that was difficult to detect with the naked eye, and even the large buildings in the vicinity could not escape. Wisps of dark magical aura flickered in it, forming one complex and esoteric spell after another, almost completely isolating the outside of the barrier from the inside of the barrier.
Space Lock, the Eight Rings Protection Spell, as its name suggests, can completely block the spatial teleportation within and outside the range of the spell, and can block telekinesis spells, not to mention communication, even if you want to control the magic on the other side through the space lock, you can't do it!
"Now, let us welcome the real guests tonight with the warmest applause!" On the second floor stand, Earl Tyris glanced at several ** divisions with provocative and teasing eyes, and then shouted loudly to everyone with infinite fanaticism.
"The forerunner of the Burning Legion, our common master!"
"God's chosen people!"
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the door behind Tyris's back slowly opened, and dark magic that was visible to the naked eye poured out of it, instantly filling the entire hall.
Even the magic chandelier on the ceiling seemed to be in fear, and the originally dazzling glow quickly became dim and flickered, and the eerie and terrifying aura made everyone involuntarily hold their breath.
Almost at the same time, the Earl, who had always held himself in high esteem, stepped aside like a loyal dog, inhaling like an addict, as if this dark magic was an elixir. What's even more palpitating is that his eyes are gradually covered with a layer of emerald green chaotic energy.
Lanloth knew all too well, that was, evil power!
"Tyris, I've always told you to keep a low profile, you know?"
The hoarse sharp voice immediately brought the pain of tearing the eardrum, but soon, the magnetic voice seemed to have some kind of magic, making people want this pain to continue to deepen, and to continue to destroy their own **, and soul!