The streets of Sin'aisari are like a blend of the architecture of Quel'Thalas and the greenery of the Night Elves.

The sides of the originally spacious street are densely planted with trees of various colors, and many of them are even integrated into the houses. It is not difficult to see from the thick rhizomes that most of the trees are old and of immeasurable value.

Miraculously, many of these trees, whether on their branches or leaves, were tinged with a blue-purple glow, apparently due to the intense arcane energy that had been infiltrated for many years. And this color, unified with the houses and lights on both sides of the street, shrouded the whole of Sin'aisari in a mysterious and noble blue-purple glow.

Compared to Quel'Thalas's dazzling golden-red color, Sin'ai Sari's senses to Lanlos tended to be more tranquil and natural, magnificent and mysterious.

From the time he walked out of the gate of the Hazuki family to the present, the surprise that this city has brought to Lanlos is far more than that.

Night Elves, who are seven feet tall on average, weave back and forth through the streets, occasionally passing by Lanros. The latter was 1.8 meters tall, and in this Night Elf King City, where everyone was a head taller than him, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Not only that, but from time to time, you can see groups of city guards patrolling the streets. The sophisticated magical equipment shimmered with a dazzling arcane aura, and the extravagant full-body enchantment made Lanlos salivate.

The man-carrying unicorn, the nightblade leopard resting in the canopy, and the magic tools that float in the air to clean the streets on their own, all kinds of pictures reveal the tip of the entire magnificent iceberg of Sinai Sari's magnificent atmosphere in front of the elven mage.

Right and wrong aside, the civilization of the ancient night elves is indeed a mountain to look up to.

Feeling the rich magic in the air, Lanloth finally held his breath under the threat of the water of the Eternal Well, and controlled the extravagant hope of taking a big breath. But the constant complaints around him suddenly made him break his defense.

"Woo, it's obviously a potion formula, you actually lied to me that it was a magic scroll, and you made me ugly, liar, bad guy ......"

Turning his head, he happened to see Santis with his head down, weeping, full of resentment, and he was folding his fingers to count the sins of Lanros.

While laughing, Lanlos lowered his hood: "Okay, if you really want to cry on the street and let outsiders see it, then it's called ugly." ”

As if you weren't an outsider.

After all, she is a girl, and Santis also pays attention to her own image, and when she heard this, she twitched her delicate nose and stopped the grief in her heart a little.

"It's a big deal, I invite you to eat lollipops and ice cream, even if you want the stars in the sky, huh...... Little star, I will bring it to you too. ”

Brag.

Looking at this elf who couldn't talk at the edge, Santis suddenly realized that it would be an extremely wrong decision to take him in his own home?

Thinking of this, Santis fought back coldly without mercy: "My parents have warned me since I was a child not to eat what strangers give. ”

However, the girl couldn't help but think in her heart, what kind of candy is a lollipop, and what kind of ice cream is it?

"Did Ling Zun warn you that you can't steal other people's things without their permission?" Lan Luos tilted his head, the corners of his mouth curled up in the shadow of his hood.

"Hmph. With a red face, Santis held back her shame and snorted and turned her head away, "Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs, I knew you were such a person, so I didn't bother to care about you." ”

That is, Shandis is such an innocent and kind little girl, seeing your appearance of Lanros, she felt sympathy, and finally heard that there was a way to alleviate the erosion of the arcane, so she ran home with the recipe regardless of the class time.

And so you still have such an attitude?

Santis pursed her lips, so aggrieved that her two silver eyes were red and rippling, as if there were signs of flooding at any moment.

The eldest girl with bright eyes and good youthful vitality showed this expression, even if Lan Luos was hard-hearted, she couldn't resist it: "Ahem, don't worry, I remember your kindness." But one thing is the same thing, and I can't let you be unnecessarily implicated because of me, so isn't this going with you to apologize?"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of anything for you. As long as I, Lanloth, cares what kind of high-level elf he is, what Darth Rema, even if it's just gasping for breath at our Santis, I'll let him taste this punching bag."

"Who's from your family? That being said, but seeing the clumsy appearance of this guy deliberately waving his fists, the resentment in Santis quickly faded, and his face couldn't help but show excitement.

As for what the other party said just now, she was purely joking. After all, in her opinion, Lanlos has weak limbs and a delicate body, plus he is almost terminally ill, let alone fighting with the famous Darth Rema, I am afraid that she can't even deal with herself.

However, such a weak Han Han is so ashamed, at least it seems, it is quite happy and moving.

It's a pity that little Shantis couldn't have dreamed that this guy looks harmless to humans and animals on the surface, but in fact it is called a wolf ambition.

Don't be kidding, he just wanted to find an excuse to take a look at Kael'thas grandfather, and when he turned around and waited in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, he could say, "Do you know? I worshipped your ancestors back then!"

Ha ha......

Almost unable to hold back his laughter, Lanlos pinched the root of his thigh, and finally calmed down the excitement in his heart.

Of course, most of these are jokes.

Darth Rema Sunstrider, the leader of the High Elves who survived the War of the Ancients, is also the founder of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, and the first king of the High Elves.

Although he did not know the past of this legendary man, it was undeniable that even before the War of the Ancients, he must have been a wealthy and powerful nobleman. But on the contrary, how could such a nobleman be reduced to alchemy for a group of underage sects?

This starts with the education that Santis and her peers usually receive.

Because of the lack of external threats from foreign enemies, as well as the long life span and growth cycle, although most of them have not received systematic education, the subtle nature of daily life still puts their quality in a higher position.

Because of this, the Night Elves barely thought about building an academy campus or anything like that.

Until many years ago, to the southeast of Sin'aisari, on a land called Assuna. The Night Elves spontaneously gathered together due to the rich magical energy of the local area, delved into the mysteries of arcane knowledge, and slowly evolved into a formal system of magical schools, Nazaras.

Many years later, a large and prosperous city of the same name was established with this college as the center.

It is precisely because of the development prospects brought about by the transfer of knowledge and in-depth research that many Night Elf cities such as Sin'ai Sari have also begun to improve their education systems on their own.

As a nobleman with a high pursuit of arcane knowledge, Darth Rema is different from other high-class elves, and he attaches great importance to the progress of the Night Elf education.

The day-walkers often visit the private schools in the streets of Sinaisari that focus on childcare and education in preparation for the opening of formal colleges.

And today, Darth Lema once again came to the square where Santis usually attended classes and studied, and this was the previous joke.

However, Lanlos really didn't expect that Darth Rema, the future first king of Quel'Thalas, would dream of being a headmaster 10,000 years ago now?

It's really, amazingly......

Standing in the corner of the square, Lanlos looked at the blonde young man sitting by the fountain pool, his face changed, and he didn't know whether he was deeply embarrassed or sincerely admired.

In any case, in this period when everyone in the upper class elves was addicted to pleasure, extravagance, and laziness, it was a blessing for such a powerful nobleman to be unanimous and dirty, but to think about doing practical things for the people.

It is no wonder that the High Elves regard the sun in the surname Sunseeker as a lifelong faith.

On the slightly familiar handsome face, there is a smile full of affinity, and the noble long golden hair seems to be shining with noble and warm light in the sun.

Kael'thas, your grandfather's brother, I'm done!