Even at night, the light of the Well of the Sun shines brightly, but even then it does not illuminate the entire jungle.

Zuaman, the capital of the Amani trolls, was a temple city that stood deep in the jungle 10,000 years ago, and its owner was supposed to be the ruler of this forest.

Before the arrival of the High Elves.

On top of the mossy vines and traces of time on the high walls of Zuaman, a stout troll stood straight. With the help of the moonlight, he could clearly see the scratches left by the long war on his open leather vest.

The lower half of his face was wrapped in a long purple scarf, and his wide eyes ignored the howling evening breeze to reveal two fiery rays of light.

As far as the eye can see, the Well of the Sun is happily shining with golden light.

More than 2,000 years ago, the combined forces of Arathas and the Elves defeated the Amani trolls, and the clan's most fearless and legendary warrior, Sinsa, was killed by the magic of his enemies.

Amani was defeated, not only did he lose the war, but he lost his ruler, and the whole tribe began to panic and divide until the enemy came to the city.

In times of crisis, Zurgin stepped forward, and under his leadership, although the enemy almost broke through Zuaman, he suffered heavy casualties and could only return with a feather in the end. Having successfully defended Amani's last possessions, Zulkin became the new ruler as a matter of course.

That war was a defeat for Amani, but it was a victory for him Zulkin.

Sensing movement in the jungle ahead, Zulkin withdrew his gaze and looked down at the rickety body that appeared in front of the gates of Zuaman.

"Kergash, you're late. ”

"I'm sorry, Lord Overseer. Standing in front of the closed gates, Chief Dark Pine struggled to look up at the formidable troll above, a hint of inexplicable color flashing across his face.

That's right, as a chieftain who leads a tribe of trolls, Kergash was turned away by Zuaman!

This is a great humiliation!

Tightening the black wooden staff in his hand, Kergash managed to stabilize his emotions.

Trolls revere the gods of the wilderness, the spirits of nature, and they draw wisdom and power from them, as well as solve their problems.

Kergash was a devout LOA believer until he came into contact with the Burning Legion.

The wild power brought by the succubus Alyssa gave him hope of recovering his ancestor Aman, but evil power was a power hated by the gods of the wilderness, and in order to prevent angering the gods, the sorcery lord Malakas banished Kergash and the other trolls of the Dark Pine tribe in the name of blasphemy.

Kergash could only lead his people to set up camp outside of Zuaman as the first line of defense for the troll city.

Despite being ostracized by his companions, Kergash did not give up his evil powers, and at the same time, he did not give up the possibility of returning to Zuaman.

As for how to return...... Hehe, it's been long enough for Amani to rule Zu Aman......

"Just one word of excuse for me?" Zurgin's brow furrowed slightly, and his hoarse and deep voice was like the low roar of a beast, making people shudder unconsciously.

"No, I've brought with me the latest research on evil powers, and I think you'll be very interested in that narrow-minded witch doctor from Malakas. ”

"Come out, and show the Overseers, your new face. As soon as he finished speaking, Kergas lowered his head and stepped aside.

A tall figure stepped out of the shadows, his whole body covered in irregular green lines, his eyes burning with chaotic energy exuding terrifying majesty, the muscles protruding like hills hid explosive power, and his originally turquoise skin turned dull as ash.

As hard as it could be, Zurgin knew that it was a forest troll, an old friend who had been missing for many years.

"Leash?"

"See Lord Overseer. Bowing slightly, the completely transformed troll witch doctor slowly spoke, and his heavy voice was like rolling muffled thunder.

"Kergash, I need an explanation. After a moment of silence, Zurkin turned his gaze back to the emaciated Dark Pine Troll Magician beside him.

"The elves have breached Torvasa, and by the time I found him, Leash was on the line. ”

But evil energy gave him a new life, a powerful life. With a grim grin, the trollman's expression was crazy.

"What do you want to prove to me?"

"A new beginning, with such power, we are enough to deliver a fatal blow to the elves!"

As if in response, Leash raised his head and stared at the Overseer above with a flat gaze: "My life belongs to Zuaman!"

Silent again, Zurgin stared at the compatriot who had been transformed by evil powers, but shook his head in Kergash's surprised gaze: "Zuaman doesn't need demonic power, Kergash, if you can't understand the mistakes you have made, this door will never open to you and your clan!"

"But ......"

Without waiting for Chief Darkpine to speak, the Troll Overseers on the walls spun around and disappeared into the shadows.

Looking at the empty old city gates, the fingers on which Kergash held the staff turned white.

"I can open this door......"

"But what I want is for them to open it themselves!" interrupted Leyash's words, a complicated glint in Chief Dark Song's eyes, and then, he slowly turned and walked away.

"I'll let Zulkin know that it's not me who is at fault, it's him, and Amani!"

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"Sir, Fatherine has arrived. ”

The coachman's voice woke up Lanros, and the elven mage yawned and slowly got up, looking at the academy suspended in the air in front of him, still unable to suppress his awe.

"Teaching Assistant Lanros, is it?" Several strange mage apprentices trotted over to ask, and when Lanloth nodded, he continued, "Mentor Alona is looking for you, just give us these materials." ”

Without waiting for Lanloth to reply, the apprentices immediately chanted the incantation, cast levitation spells on the filled crates one by one, and moved them with ease.

Seeing that these young men were so proactive, Lanlos shrugged his shoulders and stopped being polite, and walked straight towards Alona's office.

Boom!

"Tell me, are you the reincarnation of the troublemaker?" slammed the document in her hand on the table, and Alona's voice was obviously restrained, otherwise there was really no guarantee that she would explode into a foul mouth.

I have to say that fortunately, Lan Luos has good eyesight and can stand still and read the general content of the document clearly. Otherwise, he was very worried that the action of walking forward would make the other party on a whim and directly call out the fireball or something......

"Well, I'm just helping people, and it's going to be good. With a silly smile, Lanlos obviously wanted to get by.

But alas, Elona is not Birohua.

"Fill me with less garlic!"

"I've already punished you for meddling in the Far Wanderer's camp before, and now you're making this mistake again and again......" Alona's blue eyes almost erupted with flames, and the tips of her slender ears trembled as she suppressed her anger, making the tension in Lanloth's heart disappear without a trace.

Call!

A gust of wind suddenly surged, and he felt a huge force tugging at his collar, and Lanlos staggered forward, almost falling to the ground.

Compared to herself, Alona's use of the mage's hand is more sophisticated, and her power is more domineering.

"Don't be distracted when the Mentor speaks!" said Alona with a gloomy face, word by word.

Unconsciously swallowing his saliva, Lanlos nodded hurriedly.

Seeing that the other party didn't seem to pay attention at all, Alona withdrew her magic power, kept shaking her head and sighing, and to her relief, her voice also softened a lot: "Lanloth, you have to understand that you are Faserin's teaching assistant, not a student. ”

"In the eyes of outsiders, you are no different from your mentor, and your speech and position will be understood by others as the meaning of the academy. ”

"Your strength is not enough to stand alone, whether you cause trouble or offend someone, as long as you are still in the academy for a day, Fatherin will definitely wipe your ass. ”

Hearing this, Lan Luos was stunned, and the original mentality of being a child dissipated inexplicably, and an indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.

"Just like this time, although the Archmage's remarks to the outside world did not mention your existence, but you killed Toryan, and Baron O'Mara also died indirectly at your hands. These facts will soon spread in aristocratic circles. ”

"Do you know how this will affect the Academy?"

Silence, Lanlos, who knew that he was wrong, could only respond with silence.

Alona was right, Quel'Salas and the entire social system of Azeroth was not the world it used to be, the world where everyone was equal and free speech. Lanlos overlooked the fact that he had not taken the status of Fatherin's assistant coach seriously.

In addition to the opportunity to learn arcane, this identity also brought him responsibility and pressure.

That's why he hasn't been able to really fit into the world.

He didn't like it, but it was a fact, a fact that he couldn't change now.

Seeing that the other party began to reflect, Alona nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, you can understand the rest yourself." ”

"It just so happens that I'm about to popularize the knowledge of intermediate alchemy and enchantment to the students, and your progress has fallen more than a little bit. ”

"Taking advantage of the storage of this batch of materials, I will apply for more for you, go back to practice by yourself, and continue the work of the teaching assistant when you keep up with the progress. ”

"Good. ”

Nodding, Lanlos left the office after greeting, and just walked to the door, but there was an addition from Alona behind him: "By the way, don't worry about the cost of materials, I have already deducted the reward that the Grand Magus gave you." ”

"What?!" Startled, Lanros immediately turned back, but only heard a thud, and the door slammed shut with the power of the magic.