"Ciel, what's so special about that little mage. ”

On the fourth floor of the Little Mage Tower, in the mage's bedroom, Mage Lori, who was wearing only a layer of silk pajamas, allowed her golden hair to be braided into various fancy hairstyles by the chief of the interior behind her.

A long silver hair was draped behind him casually, and he was only wearing a light silk pajama, and the elf mage did not speak immediately, but patiently braided the blonde hair of the Lori mage into a blooming lily, and replied after a satisfied nod.

"Don't you feel it, little miss, he's also mixed-race. ”

"Oh, no wonder it smells so good. ”

Looking at the hairstyle in the mirror with shaking eyebrows, Gianna reminisced for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

"It seemed that he knew something, and I could feel that he was deliberately avoiding me throughout the party, hoping that Tirius would better keep his mouth shut. So is this little mage worth our bet?"

"It's only a slight concern, and it can't clearly determine his potential, but the Kenrill family is just a court noble, and the strength of the family alone is not valuable. As he spoke, the elven mage seemed to think of a new hairstyle, spreading out the golden lilies that had just formed and combing them again.

And at this moment, in the five-story study room of the Tower of Aoxing, the old mage and the disciple sat opposite each other, both sides did not say a word, and the tea on the table was hot, but they did not move a sip.

"So, she just saw Kyle and offered to come and see me?" said the old mage first.

"Yes"

"Well, I see, you go down. Touching his pale beard, the old mage's face was a little gloomy, while Tirius sat with his head bowed all the time, and did not drink tea, but only answered all questions.

"Yes"

Looking at the door of the study that was firmly closed, the old mage touched his white hair, but his face became more and more ugly, and after a while, he waved off the tea set, and turned around and walked to his bedroom.

Nothing happened all night...

When Kelreth opened his eyes, the sunlight had filled his bedroom, and after getting up and quickly combing up, the little mage who put on a blank robe at random walked into his laboratory again and began the unfinished work of yesterday.

And at this moment at the top of the mage tower, the old mage stood expressionlessly in the outer circle of a magic array, this magic circle occupied almost half of the area of the entire top floor, and in the division of the inner and outer three layers, the complex and overlapping runes were filled with it, giving people a feeling of order and chaos.

The inner circle emitted a faint light, and after the old mage stepped on a rune in the outer circle, the entire circle began to emit dazzling light, and a thin figure slowly appeared in the light. The ornate violet robe was particularly evident in the white light.

"Mage Mimihil, welcome to the Tower of the Stars. ”

When the light dissipated, the old mage made a mage salute to the beauty in the circle.

"Mage Blesson, what, don't you invite me to sit in your study?" The High Elf mage replied with a mage salute elegantly, lowered his slightly messy hair, and walked out of the circle.

The hand is not smiling, especially the other party is still a stunning female elf, the old mage coughed slightly, and took the female mage to the study downstairs. This is the place where the old mage thinks after experimenting, usually there is only a cyan wooden table, plus a single chair, and today there is a chair licked next to the desk.

After the two sides sat down, the old mage didn't pass on any drinks, obviously not planning to have a long talk with the female mage. The elf mage casually took out a crystal wine bottle and two goblets, the surface of the crystal was engraved with gorgeous inscriptions, and the light cyan color in the bottle was crystal clear under the support of the crystal, giving the old mage and himself a shallow glass, and the elf mage took a sip of himself.

Frowning and looking at the goblet in front of him, the old mage didn't make a move, although he knew that this was Quel'Salas's specialty moonshine wine just by the smell of the wine, in addition to being more mellow than ordinary wine, drinking it for a long time can promote the growth of mental power, the old mage himself treasured two bottles, the High Elf Empire was not keen on the export of this magic drink, he was also given two bottles after helping an elf mage, and he was usually reluctant to drink it, and only on special days would he take a few glasses.

For the motionless old mage, the elven mage didn't care, just tasted the wine in his cup little by little, until he saw the impatience between the old mage's eyebrows, he chuckled and put away the wine glass.

"So, do you have anything to explain to the half-elf Kelryth, the Breston mage?" the elven mage looked at the old mage solemnly.

"Kennari gives me the chips, I'll take the time to guide, if I'm lucky enough to become a Ring Mage, I'll be under the door, it's as simple as that. The old mage glared at the elven mage.

"I don't remember when Quel'Salas had the right to question a mage of Dalaran. ”

"But I noticed that he didn't seem to know he was half-blood, Master Breston. ”

"It's Kennerry's thing. Seeing that the elven mage still wanted to speak, the old mage waved his hand and sent the goblet to the elven mage intact.

"Kyris is now a descendant of the Moses Kerena School, and I don't want to say anything else. ”

This almost rude way of driving away customers could easily lead to hostility, but the female mage just briskly put away the goblet and smiled a little incomprehensibly.

"Excuse me, then, Master Blesson. ”

"Kyle, come to see me on the fifth floor. The sudden sound startled Kyrryth, who was immersed in spell building, and after recognizing that it was the voice of the mentor, he had to put down the magic book and get up to leave the laboratory.

The first time he came to the fifth-floor study, Kelreth didn't see the legendary huge bookshelves and magic books. It's just an ordinary desk, chair and stool, and I think it's a small door inside the study that is the entrance to the library of the Zhengzhen School, or the entire study room is the entrance to the library of the School.

At the signal of the old mage, he sat down opposite him.

"Kyle, have you ever seen an elf? ”

The old mage did not speak immediately, but was silent for about a quarter of an hour before speaking.

"Yesterday, I went to a small party with Tirius and met..."

Hearing the teacher's question, Kelrith looked bitter, although the old mage never denied the importance of talent in magic learning, and even admitted that he himself had been stuck in the six rings because of the limitations of talent, but he was a standard magical ascetic, believing in hard study and never giving up, and hated young mages for often wasting their time in secret bars or small gatherings.

"Well, the High Elves of Quel'Thalas are inherited from the ancient Night Elf Empire, and the legendary Night Elves have the power of eternal life, although the Elves of Quel'Thalas have lost this power, but the average lifespan of people is maintained at about two thousand years, which is a real immortal bell, and we humans, except for professionals, can rarely live past the age of seventy. ”

When the old mage heard this, his face was calm, and he didn't show anger, but continued.

"Yes, I also heard that Quel'Salas has only been two generations of emperors in the past few thousand years, and our human race has been in the vicissitudes of life, Saladin's empire has been divided into several countries, and their respective kings have been passed down for an unknown number of generations. ”

Although he couldn't figure out what the old mage was going to say, Kyrreth patiently took a few words. The High Elves are indeed an enviable race, the terrifying lifespan and the magical talent of the heavenly jealousy, the power of the two combined has created a situation where although the population is not even one-tenth of the human race, but the national strength can completely surpass the entire human race.

"Nearly 3,000 years have passed since Saladin the Great helped the High Elves defeat the trolls, and the interaction between humans and elves has a history of nearly 3,000 years, plus the establishment of Dalaran, which has largely accelerated the contact between the High Elves and humans, and the most direct consequence of accelerated contact is the emergence of mixed blood, humans mixed with elven blood generally have extremely high magical talents, you should have read the book Dalaran Era, but you may not know that the first human guardian was a half-elf. ”

With that, the old mage looked up at Kelris.

"Kyle, you too"

"It's what it is, it's what it is. Kelris, who was a little confused when he listened, subconsciously looked up at his mentor, and immediately reacted, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He, Kelris, Kennery's illegitimate son, turned out to be a half-elf.

This kind of protagonist-style development really made Kyrreth stunned for half a minute, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but have some admiration for the man with vague memory, Count Jon Kennery, and only elves above the middle level would leave Quel'Thalas. The prosperity of the High Elf Empire has almost eliminated all possible hunting elves as slaves, not to mention that even if there are one or two fish that slip through the net, it can't be owned by a little earl like Kennery. Therefore, the appearance of Kyris can only be that the man successfully abducted a middle-level elf mage who traveled abroad with his rhetoric, and let the other party give birth to him willingly.

"Well, then, Mentor, you should know something about my mother. ”

Although he was shocked by his own bloodline for a while, Kelreth was a person who had already hung up once, so he quickly thought of a possibility that the reason why he was accepted by the old mage during his apprenticeship should be from his mother, the female elf who had never been masked and had no trace in his memory.