Everyone present was a slick and thoughtful person, and they all showed incredible expressions when they looked at the undisguised hesitation on Lanlos's face. There is no need to explain what an honor it is to be a member of the Silver Moon Council, and this young man is still thinking of declining this honor?

The power and value they are pursuing will be denied in the eyes of this elven mage?

As Lanloth fell silent, the hall became noisy at once, and everyone pointed at Lanloth and whispered to each other. You don't have to think about it to know that they must be saying bad things about the latter.

In the midst of these tacit and unified gazes of disdain, Darkan in the shadows stood out, and anger and humiliation nearly drowned him out. The power at his fingertips slipped away because of him, and now he looks disgusted when he gets cheap and sells well.

It simply made Darkan completely unbearable.

Feeling the burning anger poking at his spine, Lanroth silently glanced at Darkan in the corner, surprised that the other party was here, and at the same time that the other party was here, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes.

With such bitterness and hatred, where did I offend him?

"So, have you figured it out?" Seeing that the noise of the House of Representatives was getting louder, Anastarian immediately spoke, and although his voice was not loud, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

At the same time, everyone fell silent.

Lanlos also came back to his senses and nodded slowly at the other party to apologize: "Thank you very much for Your Majesty's appreciation, but I don't think I'm up to the task." ”

The Sun King didn't speak, but there was no smile on his wrinkled face. No monarch likes to be rejected in public, and in a serious way, it is a question of his own decision-making, a contempt for his authority, and this is disrespectful!

Although Lanlos does not understand politics, he still has a good way of observing words and feelings, and when he caught the dissatisfaction on the other party's face, he immediately opened his mouth to explain: "Your Majesty, my family was destroyed by trolls two years ago, and now I have only one wish. ”

"That's to witness the destruction of Zuaman!" Lanlos's face showed unshakable determination, and it had to be said that his acting skills were very good, and his firm words made the resentment on everyone's faces gradually fade.

"For the past two years I've focused on growing my knowledge and strength, everything I have is for revenge on the trolls, I know how to fight, how to devastate Quel'Thalas's enemies. But when it comes to building our homes, I think Querdore, who knows this better than I do, is everywhere. ”

"Your Majesty, I am a soldier. ”

With that, Lanloth bowed deeply towards the Elven King.

At this moment, even von Delors, who had always had an opinion on Lanros, showed a satisfied look. He's right, while his actions have had many positive effects on Quel'Thalas, it's what he's good at, and it's his destiny to go to politics and fight Quel'Thalas's enemies on the front lines with the Far Travelers.

Of course, for Lanloth, these were just excuses for him to get rid of the attention of a smart man like the Archmage.

And......

Silently glancing at the elven magister who was bowing his head not far away, a flash of vigilance flashed in Lanloth's eyes.

He hadn't forgotten that the eventual demise of the Silvermoon Council was due to Darkan's betrayal. And devouring Kergash's soul, he knew very well that Darkan Drahir, this young and promising magister, had done such a despicable deed for the sake of power and appreciation!

In any case, this scourge cannot be left behind......

"Well said!" Anastarian smiled, the wrinkles on his face almost huddled together, and he could see that he was genuinely happy.

"There are very few people who have stayed true to their original aspirations like you, and I am so proud to have a young man like you in Quel'Thalas. In the midst of everyone's astonished gazes, Anastarian slowly got up and slowly approached Lanloth with Birohua's support.

They knew very well what Anastarian meant by doing this, and the Elven King had recognized the young mage as much as Birohua!

"Kids. Stretching out his hand on Lan Luos's shoulder, the Sun King's face appeared with a kind and very friendly demeanor, which suddenly made Lan Luo feel like a spring breeze, as if he was swimming in a warm spring water, and the nerves of his whole body were completely relaxed at this moment.

Soon, however, there was a clear look in Lanloth's eyes, as well as a hint of fear. He almost forgot that the person in front of him was not only a ruler, but also a powerful spellcaster who had lived for nearly three thousand years!

The vicissitudes of old age were his perfect disguise, and even Lan Los almost let go of his guard in front of the other party.

Thankfully, the other party didn't seem to realize that he was hiding so many secrets, otherwise, Lanlos was sure that he wouldn't be able to keep a drop of water under the deliberate interrogation of the elven king.

Sure enough, refusing to join the Silvermoon Council was definitely a wise choice......

Clearly capturing the fleeting panic in Lanlos's eyes, Anastarian smiled even more, after all, Queldore of his age was right to show panic in front of him. Otherwise, he would be suspicious.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just an old man. Anastarian's words made Lanlos quietly breathe a sigh of relief, "I agree with your reasoning, and I appreciate your will. ”

"But listen to me, an old man. Dusting off Lanloth's shoulders like an elder, the kindness on the Sun King's face made the latter involuntarily stunned, "Hatred is a double-edged sword, it can make you strong or it can destroy you. ”

"Don't let it be your only reason to fight......"

Staring into the other's cloudy eyes, Lanlos didn't even know when the king had turned back to his place. All he knew was that he seemed to have come to understand that it wasn't for nothing that the Sunstrider was able to become the ruler of Quel'Thalas.

The whispers kept echoing in his mind, making Lanlos feel as if he was bathed in the sun, and the warm feeling made the corners of his mouth curl up in an imperceptible arc. At the same time, he saluted the Sun King's back once more, this time, he was showing respect from the bottom of his heart.

"But you've got a problem for me, and there's not much of a reward for entering the Silvermoon Council. Returning to his seat, Anastarian frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

At the same time, the Grand Magister on the side finally spoke: "Your Majesty, I have an idea. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

"With the merits of Lanlos, I think, it is enough to get the baptism of the Well of the Sun......"

"No, it's absolutely not going to work!"

Before Bilohua could finish his words, a sharp shout suddenly came from the corner, and a councillor who was about the same age as Anastarian stood up angrily and interrupted Bilohua's suggestion with righteous words, "The baptism of the Sunwell is the most sacred honor of Quel'Salas, and with this middle-level mage alone, his status ......"

"He's Queldore. Seeing that Lanlos's original smile quickly retracted, Anastarian interrupted the other party's words for the first time, "That's enough. ”

"Every noble Queldore enjoys this power. Ignoring the opposition, Anastarian nodded at the Archmagister, "I'll leave it to you." ”

Lanroth pursed his lips, and it was obvious that the Sun King was very unhappy with these councilors.

Two people in one room can be more than 100 people efficient, unless you need to move the piano. The presence of the Council would certainly help Anastarian see where he had overlooked, but it could also cause him a lot of unwanted troubles.

He didn't want the councillors to erase Lanlos's exploits to the point of possibly hatred. For example, the current Darkan......

Hearing the Sun King's decision, an extremely vague gloom flashed across Drahir's face. To others, Darkan has received more than enough credit for his credit, but there is no end to human greed, especially for a man as proud and self-righteous as him......

Walking out of the main hall, Lanloth let out a long sigh of relief, and then, his eyes rolled slightly, looking at Darkan, who had walked out at the same time. In the same way, the other person is also looking at himself.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere between the two seemed to freeze all at once, so quiet that they could even faintly hear each other's breathing and even heartbeat.

Perhaps it's because Lanlos has never really assumed his identity as Queldore, and he has never really understood this future elven betrayer. But after learning what Darkan had done from Kergash, Lanlos immediately took the other party to heart.

Well, it's simple......

"Wouldn't it be mad to let the Silvermoon Council know that they just let a demon into Queldanus?" Darkan waved his hand, and as a breeze blew, all the magic around him collapsed and stopped.

The feeling and sound of surveillance disappeared in this moment.

In the eyes of all so-called insiders, the essence of Lanloth is a nameless demon of the Broken Abyss, a shameless thief who steals the Dark Titan. Vihanna, the only one who knows the truth, has long since disappeared, and now everyone except himself and Sagrete thinks that he is nothing more than a betrayer of the Burning Legion.

Lanloth's eyes flashed with an inexplicable look, he did not show the panic that Darkan thought, and a dangerous sneer slowly appeared on his face: "You do know a lot about Kergash, just like Kergash does for you. ”

Hearing this, the ambition on Darkan's face suddenly vanished, and his whole face became stiff. It can be seen from the act of blocking the magic around him just now, that he is a very cautious and meticulous person, and the reason why he dared to cooperate with Kergas is because he has the confidence to keep everyone in the dark, but now ......

"But there's one thing you're wrong. Seeing that the other party was hit, Lanlos slowly shook his head, as if mocking the other party, "Kergash doesn't know me. ”

"You know what?" Darkan was silent for a moment, then smiled at Lanloth, "When we first met, I saw through your clumsy disguise at a glance, and unlike Liadrin's tolerance, I just didn't bother to pay attention to it. ”

"I didn't expect that in such a short period of time, your changes are simply earth-shaking. ”

"Yes? Then I really have to thank you for your recognition. Lanlos pursed his lips impatiently, his previous disguise was to return the crystal and avoid suspicion, although it seemed clumsy, but it was so perfect that the reward was not even sent to him......

This is not a thing to be happy about, and what surprised him was that the other party's attitude didn't he want to talk to himself?

"It's not just recognition, maybe we can ......" stopped halfway through, but Darkan's meaning was obvious enough.

He wanted to work together, with Lanloth, the traitor of the Burning Legion. This made the latter's heart rise a strong vigilance, the enemy is not terrible, what is terrible is that he knows how to control the angry enemy. Just now in the main hall, Darkan's murderous aura of his own substance was too profound, and it was completely opposite to the current calm.

No wonder, no wonder he was the last straw that overturned Quel'Thalas......