On the top floor of the Mage Tower, the High Elf Mage, who had been indifferent since he appeared, heard the voice and looked at the darkness behind the Old Mage and the High Mage with a surprised expression.

"Quel'Thalas, Agourado, Sunwing, I've seen His Excellency Archmage Orando!" the elf squinted at the darkness, then frowned, walked out of the circle, and bowed respectfully to the darkness, and then immediately turned his head to look at the old mage.

"Since there is Grand Master Orando, we can also ignore the matter of supervision for the time being, but this is only this time, if something similar happens again, we will come directly to pick up people. ”

After speaking, he glanced at the dark place behind the two human mages, turned around and walked into the teleportation array, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and the teleportation array began to burst out again, flickering for more than ten seconds and dimmed, but the elven mage also disappeared.

"Your Excellency the Elder Master of Labor has come to help in person, and I am so grateful. ”

After staring at the teleportation array that was already empty, the old mage turned his head and glanced coldly behind him, turned around and walked out silently, while the high-level mage on the side thanked the archmage who came out of the darkness.

"I'm just here on orders. ”

A short figure slowly walked out of the shadows, a head shorter than the already small high-ranking mage. The wrinkles on his face, the gray and old complexion, and the light of life in his eyes that have begun to dim, all show that this Terran archmage has come to the end of his life, unlike the high elves in the north, who will always remain young, and will only show their old age after they have really entered the aging period, and human beings, even if they are transcendents like the archmage who have broken away from the boundaries of mortals, can only gradually decay under the erosion of time.

"Master Cosma, Your Majesty is also waiting for news from me. I'll contact you again the day after tomorrow at the latest, and in the near future, let him stay with you now. The archmage was wearing a pure white robe, holding a two-meter-long staff in his right hand, and said in harmony to the high-level mage.

"I'll arrange the living thing. However, Kelreth is now a member of the Moses Konari School, and the Council of Elders has approved Brighton's proposal to promote Kelreth to the Esoteric Legacy. The high-ranking mage glanced at the archmage's staff and bowed his head slightly.

The Grand Mage of Orando, who had already turned around and walked towards the teleportation array, paused for a moment, turned around and stared at the high-level mage, the air was cold for a moment, but the high-level mage had already bowed his head slightly, and there was no movement, the archmage looked at it for a while, and then turned around and came to the teleportation array.

"I will tell Your Majesty. There was a flash of light, and there was only one high-level mage left on the top floor, the mage looked up at the viewing array, stepped on several nodes with his left foot a few times, and the teleportation array completely dimmed, and even melted into the floor, and there was no trace of it, and the high-level mage who had done everything nodded with satisfaction, turned around and walked out.

"My proposal, the old guys passed?" As soon as he walked out of the room, the old mage's voice came out.

Turning his head helplessly at the old mage, the high-level mage frowned.

"How many years have you been stuck in the Sixth Ring? If you're a high-level mage, do you still need me to meddle in this kind of thing?"

"It's always good to have an extra layer of secret protection. The Sixth Ring Master was silent when he heard this, and only said silently after a long time.

"An ordinary high-level mage is still just a big ant. ”

Looking at the high-level mage whose face was cold, the old mage's eyes began to slowly emit mottled blue light, and then all kinds of magic patterns began to appear on his face, like a spring gushing from the ground, and the magic patterns began to spread rapidly from his face to his neck, and then spread downward, just for a while, except for his hands, the old mage's whole body was covered with dense magic patterns, and began to rotate like flowing water, and different magic patterns were combined with each other and intertwined.

"That way..."

Looking at the old mage in front of him who was full of magic patterns in surprise, the corners of the high-level mage's eyes twitched slightly, and then he felt that some of the magic patterns on the aisle of the mage tower began to slowly collapse, and the tower spirit even began to wail.

"That's enough, stop!"

As soon as his eyes were closed, the old mage leaned on the handrail of the stairs, and the magic patterns on his body began to shrink, and when he opened his eyes, all the magic patterns condensed between his eyebrows, turning into a complex pattern and slowly fading.

"All things return to the flow of mantra...", glancing at a dark gray palm print on the armrest, the high-level mage looked at the old mage with a slightly pale face.

"The more you get, the deeper you fall, Bruce, it's too late to give up!

"And then hide behind the women and watch them fight?" The blue in his eyes still hadn't dissipated, and the six-ring mage still closed his eyes and said through gritted teeth.

"Your talent is like this, everyone has a different path, and your path belongs to this!" the high-level mage roared at the old mage as he walked back and forth around the corridor, his long beard shaking loosely.

"This is my path and the greatest gift my teacher has given me. The old mage finally opened his eyes, and his pupils returned to their original light brown, but there was a sense of exhaustion in his eyes, and he walked back and forth towards the high-level mage, the old mage said lightly.

"Your teacher is crazy! Your teacher was ruined by this thing!" the high-level mage roared angrily when he heard this.

"Uncle, I have no way out. Looking at the high-level mage's angry gaze calmly, the old mage said lightly.

"I really shouldn't, I shouldn't have let you participate in that ghost trial in the first place, I shouldn't have let you meet that woman..."After hearing the old mage call out his uncle, the high-ranking mage was stunned, and after cursing in a low voice, he turned around and walked downstairs quickly.

"For the sake of little Kyle, you even shouted at my uncle, who refused to recognize me for decades, it seems that I have to bleed this time, old fellow!"

A fierce voice came, leaving the old mage with his eyes closed and leaning against the guardrail, a small arc hanging from the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the archmage teleported from the Tower of Stars has appeared in Lordaeron's palace, unlike the fallen royal family of Stormwind City, the guardian power of the Minethil clan is not only the elite of the royal guards who are crawling all over the ground with sword-wielding nobles, but also a small part of the silver hand is stationed near the palace, and the overall strength is even higher than the original king guardian power of the Azeroth Kingdom, even if it is a legendary assassin It is difficult to reproduce the king's thorn here.

After several layers of guarded sentry, the Archmage saw his target in the palace gardens of the palace, King of Lordaeron, Terenus Minehir. At this moment, His Majesty the wisest King in the history of Lordaeron is drinking afternoon tea with the Queen, a small pavilion in the palace garden, small and exquisite, surrounded by all kinds of flower beds and different forms of rare tree species, although the weather is getting colder, but the presence of magic makes this garden still bloom, and the pure green of the trees does not add a trace of variegation.

"Your Majesty!" slowly walked into the small pavilion, and when he saw King Lordanlun's gaze skimming over, the archmage bowed his head slightly.

"Archmage Orandor!" Tyrenus had just glanced at the archmage, and the queen on the side was alert to the archmage's presence, and stood up in advance. Leanne Minahir, born in the Soriran family that owns Brill, the current family patriarch Duke Leonard Soriran is her own brother, and the queen has known Terenas since she was a child, and she is a childhood sweetheart, and the relationship between the two has always been very good.

"Your Majesty, Queen!" said Archmage Orando to the Queen, then looked at King Lordaeron.

"Queen, let the things you just said be settled, and then I will inform the Senate to implement it, and I still have some things to discuss with the archmage, so I won't accompany you. Terenus nodded to the Archmage and stood up to speak to the Queen, before leaving the palace garden with the Archmage and a group of attendants.

Looking at the back of a group of people in the kingdom leaving, the queen poured herself a new cup of tea, and the maid helped fill in various things with her hands and feet, and the originally clear tea showed a milky white, and she squinted slightly.

"The letter—" as if speaking to herself, the queen whispered.

"It's been handed over to Vice President Massena!" a voice suddenly appeared out of thin air behind him, but there was no figure in sight, and the queen seemed to know that there was someone behind her, and calmly took another sip of tea.

"Don't leave your hands behind!"

"It was sent in the name of the Countess Kennery, and the manpower was also Kennery's people. ”

Still sipping tea in the breeze, Queen Lordaeron glanced in the direction of the palace council hall.

"That's good..."

"Who the hell is it?"

In a small living room in the palace council hall, Terenus sat on the main seat, his fists propped up on the table, his face changed from the calm he had just now, and he looked a little annoyed.

"I've already checked, but only one of the three six-ring mages can be confirmed, Mage Tilbunari, who is currently serving in the Namixius Academy, and other than that, including that high-level warrior, there are no obvious traces or clues. ”

The Archmage stood beside King Lordaeron and reported calmly.

"Tirbunari, I think he's Kenneri's personal mage!" Tyrenus's face sank, and Tyrenus turned his head to look at the archmage.

"Your Majesty, Tirbunari is not just Kennary's personal mage, he also takes care of several private mages at the same time. The archmage shook his head slightly and said in a low voice. As the current dean of the Namitheus Academy, he has always held a non-commist attitude towards the fact that some of the mages in the academy have been appointed as aristocratic private mages without authorization, after all, the more high-level the mages, the more expensive they are, especially the middle-level mages who were born non-nobles like Tirbunari, who only relied on the strength of the six rings to obtain an empty noble title, and it is almost difficult to find a better owner, of course, on the other hand, for a mage like Tirbnari who has found a lot of owners, it is another situation, almost most of the time is spent on chores, and the mage of the main business is abandoned, and this kind of mage has almost lost the motivation to sprint to the high level。

"Actually, Your Majesty should know that the private mages of many great nobles have always been cultivated in secret, and compared with mages, the cultivation of high-level warriors is even relatively simpler. ”

"These great nobles..."

With a gloomy face, he withdrew his hands propped up on the table, and King Lordaeron touched the thorn on his chin, his eyes flashing with an unpredictable cold light.

"In that case, let Jon come back first, and let him finish all this mess at home before coming back to me!" Tyrenus said in a low voice, looking at the archmage.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

A figure wrapped in black appeared in the air to the right of King Lordaeron, revealing only a pair of black pupils, and the man in black bowed his head respectfully at King Lordaeron, and his body gradually disappeared.

"Teacher?" When the man in black disappeared, Terenus turned to look at the archmage.

"Your Majesty..."The archmage looked at the doorway, closed his eyes and sensed it, and then put a French gesture with both hands, and several layers of enchantments silently filled the entire room.

"Are you sure the queen doesn't know anything about this?" said the archmage, still looking out the door.

"I'm sure! this is my country, this is my palace!" said Terenus in a low voice, meeting the archmage's turning gaze.

The archmage was silent when he heard this, and the two looked at each other for a moment, until there was a turmoil behind King Lordaeron, and the Shadow One appeared again.

"So fast!" Terenus looked away.

"Your Majesty, the other party has entered the Spring Palace. The Shadowman knelt down on one knee and said respectfully. Spring Palace is the general name of the palace complex where Queen Lundane lives, just now it was Terenas who ordered him to go out to communicate with Count Kennery, but secretly, the archmage ordered him to track down a shadow man who was hidden in the room at the beginning through a code, in fact, if it wasn't for the discovery of the archmage, as a high-level shadow man, he didn't know that there was a fourth person in the room, and it was also thanks to the archmage's tracking mark that he caught up with the other party.

"How could she know!" King Lordaeron frowned as he looked at the archmage with a calm face.

"That was the Legendary Shadowman?"

"Your Majesty, he should have an epic magic item that specializes in stealth, and he hid in a corner of the room first, so I didn't find out. The Shadow One bowed his head slightly.

"Let Jon go back to Lordaeron immediately!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" the Shadowman's form slowly faded again.

"Your Majesty, in fact, it doesn't matter if the queen knows it or not, and it doesn't even matter if this incident is instigated by her, Your Majesty only needs to let him she should understand that Arthas is the true **** of Lordaeron, this is an eternal fact. The archmage still looked at the door, and finally said quietly.

"The original promise!"

Terenus jerked to his feet and turned to look at the Archmage.

"I've fulfilled my promise, but some people are too much!"

"Your Majesty, I'm just stating one fact!" the archmage replied lightly.

Looking at the archmage coldly, King Lordaeron slowly sat back in his seat, holding his temples, and was silent for a while.

"Then, Your Majesty, I will take my leave. After being silent for a long time, the archmage looked up at the ceiling as if he were looking at the time, smiled, and said to King Lordaeron.

"Stand down!"

Terenus spoke in a low voice, then said no more.