"You kid, this is a terrible thing. ”

In the palatial hall, Lanlos was savoring a glass of mellow and delicious wine, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face when he heard Kael'thas with a little envy and even jealousy.

"Everywhere, I've always been a low-key person, and being too eye-catching will give me a headache. ”

"Hehe, what are you doing behind your back, don't you have any points in your heart?" Glancing at the other party with disdain, Kael'thas half-lay down with his back against the leather chair, "After this battle, the Tirius Secret Law has completely made a reputation. However, because you have always lived in Dalaran, most people in the outside world think that the Mystic Society is under the jurisdiction of Kenrito. Recently, the thank-you letter from Kazmodan was full of letters to Kenrito. ”

"Ha, no wonder I don't feel it at all, and I run away to lick Dalaran. A slight bitterness appeared on Lanlos's face.

"So I have a proposal. Taking a sip of the sweet drink, the smile on Kael'thas grew treacherous, "You can openly declare that the Secret Law will belong to Quel'Salas......

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. Interrupting before the other could speak, Kael'thas put down his glass and carefully analyzed the pros and cons for Lanros, "I can assure you in the name of the Sunseeker that the Silvermoon Court will not interfere with all the actions and autonomy of the Secret Order, and as long as it does not cause harm or damage to Quel'Salas, the Royal Court will also strongly support the development and decision-making of the Secret Festival." ”

This time, the Secret Order, or Lanros, perfectly demonstrated his admirable courage and terrifying potential. It is no exaggeration to say that whoever can win over the secret puja will be able to get involved with the dragon clan.

Kael'thas is already very civilized, if people know that Tyrée and Stella around him are also dragons, then I'm afraid that no matter what coercion and temptation, countless people want to lick the big cake that has just been baked by the secret festival.

And this is also the reason why Lanlos will take the initiative to find Kael'thas today.

"It's best to put this matter aside for now, and after listening to what I'm going to say, you can talk slowly with the new master of the Secret Festival. ”

"New master?!" as if there was an electric current on the chair, and a spirit of Kael'thas bounced straight to his feet, "What do you mean?"

"Actually, I'm here for your help, and I need to transfer all of my personal assets to the Secret Order's legal representative and in Dalaran. Lanros still had that faint smile, but Kael'thas couldn't smile at all compared to him.

"Are you in trouble?" asked the elven prince with a hesitant expression after a long silence.

"What, I'm a good citizen. Playing with the fine wine glasses adorned with gold and jewels, Lanlos's smile widened, "It's just that I'm tired of competing for fame and fortune and retiring." ”

"I believe you're a ghost. Kael'thas clasped his hands to his chest, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on Lanros's face, as if to find even a hint of amusement in it.

Unfortunately, he failed.

The initial enthusiasm quickly faded, and an increasingly intense chill enveloped the entire hall in an instant.

"Are you serious?" Kael'thas still couldn't believe it, and even his throat visibly became dry and hoarse.

Putting away his smiling face, Lanlos did not shy away from meeting the other party's gaze: "100% serious." ”

"Even so, you don't have to make a special trip to me to change legal persons and transfer property, right?" Inexplicably, Kael'thas felt a little uneasy in his heart, and the scrutiny in his eyes gradually turned into vigilance.

"You know me, I like to keep a low profile, and I don't want to leave even the slightest clue. Deliberately biting the last four words very hard, what was revealed in Lanros's eyes made Kael'thas feel alarmed.

"What do you want to do?" the elven prince didn't believe his words.

"It doesn't matter what you do, but I'm not going to let you suffer in vain. Lanlos smiled mysteriously, "I can guarantee that as long as you agree to my terms, soon, Queldore's position in Dalaran will be unshakable. ”

If it had been before, Kael'thas would have only turned a deaf ear to the exile's big words. But now it's different, he's the savior of the Red Dragon, a rising star who shakes the entire dragon clan with a mortal body.

I have to say, Kael'thas was moved.

Compared with helping the royal court fight for benefits, things that can directly enhance their own value are obviously more attractive.

"If it is true as you say, I promise you. ”

Not surprised that His Royal Highness the Prince was so eloquent, Lanlos raised his glass in salute and drank it down: "Ah, the wine of Quel'Salas is truly unforgettable. ”

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Creak~!

Still with the familiar old feel of the wooden door, Lanlos slowly walked into the hall in the moonlight. Unlike the daytime crowds, the Midnight Secret Festival Library is exceptionally quiet.

"Thanks to Arcane, you're finally back. Just as Lanlos stepped through the door, Verin hurried up to him on crutches.

"Uh, did you see a ghost?" Lanros looked puzzled.

"Ghosts are easier to deal with than this. Verin wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and glanced cautiously behind her.

Following his gaze, Lanlos realized that in the hall illuminated by candles, there was a very subtle atmosphere that could not help but take his breath away.

At the long table, Terrey and Winlessa sat opposite each other, their eyes staring at each other motionlessly. In a trance, it seemed that fierce lightning flashes could be seen rushing back and forth between the two. In this meeting, even Stella, who has always been ignorant of the world, is sitting in a precarious position. Seeing Lanlos enter the door, her face also showed the same relief as Verin.

Seeing this, Lanlos sighed silently, and then came to sit down between the two. While attracting the eyes of the two to himself, he stared at the gently flickering candle flame and said nothing.

"Wen Lessa. Just when everyone's patience was almost exhausted, Lanlos finally opened his mouth to break the awkward atmosphere of headache, "I helped you contact Kael'thas and tomorrow morning there will be a group of Queldore caravans returning to Silvermoon City, so you can go home with them." ”

"But......" The ranger was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to refute, but was interrupted by the mage's wave of his hand.

"This matter is very troublesome, and the Silvermoon Royal Court needs you to go back and make a detailed report. Moreover, Sylvanas must have died of fear. ”

"I ...... All right. The girl tried to say something, but she gritted her teeth and lowered her cheeks full of loss to meet the mage's unquestioning gaze.

Seeing that this guy had lifted the alarm in a few words, Verin cast an admiring glance at Lanros, and very wittily immediately led Wenlesa to the guest room upstairs.

"That ......" watched the girl's crumbling back slowly move away, Lan Luos softened in his heart, and subconsciously stopped her, "Thank you, little moon." ”

Although the last few words were too faint to be heard, Winlessa shuddered, and after a long pause, she strode up the stairs with a soft mumbled like a dream. Obviously, this girl's head is almost buried in her chest.

When he could no longer hear the latter, Lanros turned his attention to Tyrée and Stella.

"Do you want to drive me away?" Before he could speak, Tyre, who was like a mirror, made a preemptive move.

"Don't say it so badly. Lanlos smiled bitterly, "This time, Malygos mobilized almost the entire Demon Hub's combat power, but he still failed to leave Deathwing. I don't think he'll give up. ”

"Tyri and Karegos are on their own, and it's hard to stop the enraged Blue Dragon King from doing something out of the ordinary. They need your help, and with Stella in hand, let's see if we can turn Malygos's attention to unite her grandfather......"

Before Lanlos could finish speaking, Tyre's small hand suddenly reached out in front of him, and her soft index finger gently blocked his mouth.

"Maybe you didn't realize it yourself, but the sadness on your face hasn't been reduced since we reunited. As she spoke, Terrey's fingers slid over the mage's cheek and rested lightly on the latter's brow, which seemed to never let go.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I can assure you that if you open your mouth, whatever it is, I'll do it. ”

"For you. ”

This kind of plain and unwavering tone had long been accustomed to Lanlos, but the turbulent undercurrent under the calm sea made him feel at a loss. Looking at the blue eyes that only left him, he suddenly realized that the clever tongue he was once proud of was like a spring, and now he didn't know how to respond.

But there is no doubt that the thick warm current that fills his chest is what he uses and cherishes.

Stretching out his hand, he hugged the blue dragon girl who was half a head short of himself into his arms, and sniffed the charming fragrance like a faint orchid. How Lan Los longed, the time of this moment went slower, slower.

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