After a night of suffering, the rising sun shone a peaceful glow, reflecting on the smoky shore, and the diametrically opposed scenes formed a strong contrast that deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Lanlos sat on the high cliff and looked out at the smoky shore in the distance, where people still came and went, even though the tribe had withdrawn.

The war has left behind not only glory, merit and fame, but also countless corpses. In order to prevent the outbreak of the plague, tens of thousands of dead bodies needed to be buried or cremated in time. At the same time, the damaged armor and swords discarded on the battlefield can be recycled to create a batch of new and sophisticated equipment. At the worst, you can also make a kitchen knife and an iron pot......

"So, what do you want to say?" With a staccato blue flash, a cold and haughty voice came out of Lanloth's hand. The crystal in his hand, to be exact.

"Last night, the Alliance and the Horde clashed. Lanlos replied nonchalantly.

The other party didn't care more about this matter than him: "This is not what we care about." ”

"You're going to care. The elven mage stood up and pointed the crystal towards the beach, and despite the distance, the corpse of the red dragon surrounded by the crowd stood out.

"What is this?"

"Red Dragon. Lanloth's eyes became solemn, "The red dragon who helps the tribe." ”

The other party was silent, and it wasn't until a long time later that she said leisurely, "What does this have to do with us?"

Despite being well hidden, Kranros seized on the caution: "I'm just proving that what I said at the beginning was right, and what you're going to do after this is out of my control." ”

"If that's your choice, I don't care. Lanloth said as he cut off the crystal's mana supply.

"What do you know?" said Saragossa at this point. As the other party said, the appearance of the red dragon is at most an increase in the enemy's strength for mortals, but for her and the Blue Dragon Legion, the impact behind this is extremely serious.

The corners of Lanlos's mouth curled slightly: "Everything." ”

The other end of the ......crystal fell silent again, but the elven mage was not in a hurry at all, the word did not belong to him, but to the other party.

Although she wanted to use her usual commanding tone to get the other party to tell her all about it, Sarah Gossack restrained herself. The value of the information in Lanlos's possession was beyond her control.

"I will convey this to Master Malygos as soon as possible, keep the communication open, and we will see you again soon. ”

Saragossa cut off contact after dropping these words, and this fiery performance made the smile on Lanlos's face even bigger: "I will wait for you." ”

"They're arranging post-war matters, aren't you going to participate?" Behind him, Terrée slowly stepped forward.

Turning around, Lanlos shook his head: "This war is not ours. ”

The war between the Horde and the Alliance did spread widely, and even changed the pattern of the whole world for a time. However, Lanlos never had the idea of putting a foot in it, and as he said, it had nothing to do with him.

Even without his participation, the alliance will be victorious. And as a high elf, even if he shines in this war, it is impossible for him to obtain a fief or become a knight. At most, he has increased his reputation, and this, after he lifted Edrew and last night's performance, has had the effect he wanted.

Now, the appearance of the red dragon has given him a chance, a long-awaited opportunity.

He knew that Deathwing was hidden behind the tribe and the red dragon, and he also knew that it was Deathwing who taught the orcs how to use the demon's soul, and he knew that at this moment, the orcs were imprisoning the Red Dragon Queen in Grimbaatar.

This information could easily help Lanlos improve his standing among the dragons, especially the Blue Dragon, whose hatred of Deathwing would be indelible, and the Red Dragon, let alone the latter.

However, this information is not very valuable, as long as they are willing to spend time and manpower, the dragons will be able to get to the bottom sooner or later. What really convinced those dragons was the solution to the problem.

So, Lanloth is busy next.

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Bang!

"What did you say?!"

The Magic Hotel is Dalaran's biggest pastime, with a mix of people of all kinds, so customers who are immersed in spirits and beautiful women are not disturbed by Crassus's actions.

But that doesn't mean there aren't rules.

Lan Luo nodded in apology to the attendant who cast a warning glance at him, and then said helplessly, "Big brother, pay attention to your image, okay? If you smash the table, I'm afraid we will have to be kicked out." ”

"Is this the time to care about this?" As Kenrito's oldest archmage, Crassus rarely showed any signs of anxiety unless the situation was truly urgent.

Seeing that the other party looked eager to dig out his brain and take a closer look, Lan Luos didn't beat around the corner: "You should have received the news of the Red Dragon Queen's disappearance, right?"

"Yes. Crassus nodded, "Not only the Queen, but dozens of her spouses and subordinates. ”

"In that case, do you think it's necessary for me to fake?"

"But ......"

"I know you don't want to believe it. Lanloth's expression became serious, "But the truth is always cruel. ”

"The addition of the Red Dragon has greatly strengthened the power of the Horde, and if left unchecked, it will soon cause even greater losses to the Alliance. Lanlos stared at the wine glass in his hand, looking at his worried reflection, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little proud, "You can choose not to believe and let the tribe continue to torture your queen and compatriots, or you can choose to believe me, and together we will work together to dismantle the tribe's conspiracy." ”

Crassus's hand gripping the corner of the table appeared with tense tendons, and after a long moment, his face showed self-reproach: "But if they take the demon's soul, I, I'll be a burden." ”

Demon's Soul is fused with the power of the guardian dragon, and to the dragons, it is a poison, a poison that even as powerful as the Red Dragon Queen cannot fight.

"I know. Lanlos raised his eyes, looking at each other, and that touch of calmness and wisdom made the other party's emotions slowly calm down, "So we need Dalaran's strength." ”

"Kolaran has already sent a large number of men to support the Alliance, I'm afraid it will ......" Thinking of this, Crassus once again showed a worried look.

"We don't need a force. Lan Luos's tone was still unhurried, as if he was just saying casually, "As long as you can secretly retrieve the demon soul from the tribe, the Dragon Roar Clan can't withstand the wrath of the Red Dragon Queen." ”

"It's too easy to say. Crassus looked bitter. Trying to rescue the Red Dragon Queen under the noses of Grimbaatar and Deathwing can be as difficult as you can imagine.

"If you can convince Antonidas to go in person, I'm pretty sure. ”

"Old Anthony's body can't withstand the toss of a long journey. Crassus could tell that the other party was trying to ease his nervousness with a joke, after all, being anxious didn't make things better.

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"Ahh

"Teacher, teacher, just let me come. The little blonde girl stumbled up to him with a blanket in her arms, draping the blanket over the other and holding down Antonidas' movements.

Watching the girl pick up the scattered pages with a look of novelty and excitement, Antonidas smiled amiably and warmly. While arranging the blanket that was about to slip off his shoulder, his eyes slowly fell on the letter in his hand.

Soon, his face darkened.

"Teacher, are you not feeling well?"

Looking at the sincere concern on the girl's face, Antonidas restrained his emotions and shook his head with a smile: "No, dear Gianna, I'm just a little tired. ”

"If you don't mind, how about I teach you a new spell tomorrow?"

An undisguised disappointment flashed across her face, but little Gianna was not willful, but nodded obediently.

Such a well-behaved and lovely girl with such an expression was a fatal blow to a person of Antonidas' age.

"You've been learning new things these days, and you've been working hard, so when I have this opportunity, I'll find someone to take you around Dalaran to have a good time. ”

"Really?" the girl's eyes widened, and a bright light quickly bloomed in them.

"Yay......" When Antonidas nodded, she almost jumped for joy, but a good tutor allowed her to quickly control her emotions and not forget to salute her approachable and kind teacher, "Hee-hee, thank you, teacher." ”

Seeing Gianna bouncing away, the kindness on Antonidas' face gradually faded, and a sigh lingered in the room for a long time.

The letter he held in the palm of his hand had a name written on it.

Drake Prodmore.

Dalin's eldest son, Gianna's elder brother, was a fine commander of the fleet of Kul Tiras.

A hero who sacrificed his life for his country.