He is a person who is full of praise even for his teachers.

Silently following him, Gianna's gaze slowly moved from the other party's heel to his back, and finally fixed on the serious and contemplative side face.

Who would explore the whereabouts of an artifact from such an almost absurd direction?

In the past, those great mages were all senior mages who were over half a hundred years old, and as professional scholars, dealing with such issues has always been discussed and studied through objective evidence and factual basis, who would have thought of starting from such an angle?

But the person in front of him, who had been in Karazan for less than half an hour, had a unique way through seemingly absurd behaviors and reasons, and proposed such a logically perfect possibility.

Although the result is unknown, this unique way of thinking that breaks the routine alone is probably something that I will never learn in my lifetime in Dalaran.

Looking at Lanlos's not generous but unusually tall back, Gianna's thinking gradually became obsessed.

Before leaving, the brazenness with which he apologized, Stormwind, the deception in his lobbying, and this time, including the rumors about him in the past. Although they all seem to be despicable acts with no bottom line and unscrupulous means, the results are always unexpected.

And although he is unscrupulous, he always leaves a bottom line, and for several parties, he can always hand over the answer sheet that produces a win-win situation for both parties or even multiple parties. Love and non-attack, win-win cooperation, and this is precisely the most ideal social form in Gianna's heart.

Whether it is between people, nations or races, there is no need for struggle, and the goal of survival and development is agreed in a rational and peaceful way. Isn't it the ultimate goal of a country or even a world that everyone is good, harmonious development, and social well-being?

Unfortunately, not only her family, but even Teacher Antonidas did not think much of hers. Naïve, superficial, and naïve eldest lady, it is common for people close to her to give such an evaluation. In order to get rid of such a label, Gianna has been devoting her time and energy to her studies since Dalaran studied in order to tell everyone that her thoughts are not a dream of a little girl.

And now, she suddenly realized that she was not the only one who seemed to have such thoughts.

Bright eyes trembled slightly, and the pupils that flickered like autumn water stared at the slightly messy gray hair, and Gianna's sky-blue eyes seemed to be shining with brilliant light.

Not only that, but he didn't just think like himself, elves, orcs, dragons, what he did in related events was transmitting such thoughts. The cooperation between humans and elves, the win-win situation between dragons and mortals, is quite prestigious even on the side of the orcs. As for the cost and sacrifice, it seems that all it seems is this guy's discipline and reputation.

Well?

Her eyes opened slightly, and the look in Gianna's eyes froze at this moment. Yes, not without a price. This elf, whether it is in the orc war or the dragon riot, has long reached the level of fame in the world.

However, his reputation and reputation are so unbearable. If it weren't for a psychopath, no one would have ruined his face like this, unless, he had to give up for it.

Is this the price? This is the sacrifice you have made to achieve your goal?

The trembling of her eyes became more and more intense, and the girl's expression gradually softened. The straight back in her sight seemed to carry the weight of a thousand jun, and the palms that were originally naturally lowered seemed to be so tired that they couldn't clench them, and the weak fingers gradually enlarged in her increasingly regretful gaze.

In a trance, she involuntarily stretched out her hands and wanted to clasp them. At least, he can't be left out in the cold, at least, the world gives him a little more hope and warmth, at least......

"That's, Gianna. ”

"Ah!!!" Gianna, who was a thief, put her hands behind her back in her back and came back to her senses, almost hit her head on Lanlos who had stopped, and the girl who was so embarrassed by her thoughts and actions just now that her face was flushed almost buried her head in her chest, and she didn't dare to look directly at the other party's turned face.

"Anyway, there's a lot of time, so let's watch the opera here for a while. ”

"Huh?" Confusion shifted her shyness slightly, and Gianna looked at Lanros's gaze with a question mark in her arms.

The two of them didn't know when they came to the entrance of the opera house, and on the stage in the distance, a wonderful drama was being staged to the gao tide, and the exclamations in the audience came and went, which was really hard to ignore.

But that's not the problem, the play on stage is called, Little Red Riding Hood......

"Oh! no, don't come here!"

"Run, little girl, run!" hey, hey, hey......"

"Don't!"

......

Ah, this guy is really just a pervert.

Gianna's figure suddenly lost its color at this moment.

Looking back, seeing that the corners of Lanlos's mouth were raised high, and he was engrossed in anticipation of the next 'fierce battle' between the fierce and fierce big bad wolf and the delicate and innocent Little Red Riding Hood, Gianna suddenly felt bored, grabbed the hem of his clothes expressionlessly, and dragged him back with brute force that broke out out out of nowhere.

"Gone, pervert. ”

"The show has just begun...... Why are you scolding me all of a sudden?"

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A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Once again, Lanlos deeply agreed with the words of his ancestors.

From time to time, his eyes looked behind him, and he was greeted by a gloomy expression on Gianna's desire to devour him alive.

I didn't seem to say anything, did I get angry with this aunt?

Shivered for no reason, and Lan Luos, who was confused, could only lead the way in front obediently. Alas, it's a pity that it's a wonderful chase.

Just as he was about to sigh, Lanloth's footsteps suddenly stopped.

"What are you going to see as a pervert?"

“......”

"Gui'an, Lord Lanlos, your companion is still as chic as ever. ”

In front is a middle-aged man with sparse hair. There is no superfluous salute, a clean and neat dark uniform, and a dark blindfold that covers his eyes, telling his identity and showing his extraordinary.

Blind Butler, Morros.

Ignoring Gianna's untimely complaints, Lanlos frowned slightly, and then showed a faint smile in return: "It's really an honor that Mr. Butler can still remember me." ”

Karazan's situation Gianna had already done her homework, and the moment she saw Moros, she immediately tensed her nerves.

"Your Excellency is too humble, as a steward, if you can't even remember the host's distinguished guests, it is a serious faux pas. That being said, Moros's hoarse and deep voice was like a rusty machine, without the slightest emotional fluctuation. Especially the expressionless poker face, bloodless, thin and withered, and even faintly visible dark corpse spots and decay marks in the corners.

The identity of Romans' undead has long been figured out by Kenrito, and these iconic appearances alone are not enough to make Gianna so cautious, the problem is that Romans' strength is quite deterrent.

Despite his superficial weakness and scrawny appearance, Romans can go back and forth with the legendary Assassin Jorazi. In the past, those special archmages had bad luck and encountered him, and the final outcome was to flee with injuries.

After all, against the superior strength of the undead thieves, the caster's disadvantage is too obvious.

Luckily, Moros spent most of his time dining with aristocratic spirits in the banquet hall, and as long as he didn't cause a massive riot, he wouldn't encounter them.

But now......

Clenching her silver teeth, Gianna stopped thinking about the reason for the other party's sudden appearance, and quickly glanced around. Bypassing the theater and passing through the enclosed corridor underneath you, you can reach the kitchen and warehouse, where there are no ghosts congregating and usually only servants and attendants passing by. If you are quick enough, you can win, as long as you use the ice wall as fast as possible to block the way from behind, even if it causes a riot, you can buy enough time to react.

Do you use the icicle technique to restrict his movements, or do you use an ice wall to block the retreat path in front and behind?

"Eh, I said Moros. Karazan seems to have a lot of guests tonight, is it appropriate not to greet him?" Just as Gianna was quickly thinking about the surprise attack countermeasures, Lanlos's voice suddenly sounded, and his tone was relaxed and natural, as if he didn't realize the danger of the other party at all.

At the critical moment, can't you be serious?

Gianna clenched her fists tightly, looking at the unguarded elven mage, and couldn't help but sweat hard. With such a distance, if Moros suddenly became difficult at this time and changed to himself, there was no way at all. Moreover, as long as Moros wanted to, the ghosts in the field would immediately turn their spearheads at them. But, this guy Lanlos is so free, is there such a big gap between me and him?

If Lanlos heard Gianna's unwilling voice at this moment, he would definitely laugh out loud. It's not that he relies on the legendary strength to support him, although Choraczi's evaluation of Moros was not much, but in summary, the comprehensive strength is close to the legend.

At such a distance, the probability of a stalker of this level being raided and killed by a legendary spellcaster is still high. However, Lanlos had Solarion's hand, and with his extraordinary hand-to-hand combat abilities and experience, the Assassin's advantage over spellcasters was minimized.

"It's rare for two distinguished guests to visit, so naturally you have to do it yourself, so as not to discredit the host, right?" I don't know if it's because of the characteristics of being an undead or just as confident, Moros's calmness and calmness brought great psychological pressure to Gianna.

"Hah, don't be. Lan Luos's posture was still so casual, it seemed that he didn't have any defense against this blind butler with an obvious impure purpose, "I'm just taking this apprentice who can't make it to open his eyes, it's purely passing by, there's no need to treat it differently, the butler should be busy with himself." ”

Bastard, who doesn't make it?

Gianna's eyebrows twitched, and she glared at the elven mage viciously.

"Your Excellency has lived up to your reputation, and even Her Royal Highness the Princess of Kul Tiras is willing to deign to be apprenticed. Moros turned her neck stiffly slightly, and despite the dark blindfold, Gianna felt a burning gaze fixed on her.

Protected by the will of the undead, the girl who would not have felt fear was like falling into an ice cave at this moment, and her whole body was tense.