Looking directly into Lanlos's eyes, Wen Lesa saw what made her discouraged and even despairing, determined and unshakable!

"Have you ever wondered why Aurelia would refuse your request?" Seeing that the other party seemed to have lost his color, his body stiffened like a sculpture, and Lanlos couldn't bear to sigh softly.

"Of course I know, she always treats me like a child. An awkward reluctant smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and Wen Leisa's voice gradually became a little excited because of the grievance.

"Yes, I haven't finished the academy yet, but so what? my ability and combat skills have long surpassed many mid-level rangers!"

"And more importantly, even Serris, the little devil I have taught many times, actually went to the Tower of Windranger half a month ago, why can't I?

"Seris is a priest, and the number of healers has always been stretched. ”

"If there is no shortage of healers, is there no shortage of soldiers......?

Seeing Winlessa complaining indignantly, Lanlos shook his head, but his deep words seemed very determined: "A small soldier can't change a war. ”

"If you really believe in your abilities, you should think about how to maximize them and not squander them recklessly. ”

"Quel'Thalas has thousands of soldiers, but there are only a handful of qualified commanders. Thinking back to the two lieutenants, Tomenson and Herrios, Ranros's face flashed with mixed and real sadness, deeply imprinted on Winlessa's dull pupils.

"Compared with soldiers who can kill the enemy, a good commander who can strategize can pry the scale of war victory. ”

"What do you think?" Seeing that the other party's gaze began to dodge, Lanlos showed a faint smile. He knew she was listening.

Silence descended on the cliff suddenly, and as the space became quiet, the sound of the sea breeze and waves echoed slowly and melodiously, and the whispers of insects drew on the charm of the night, and the sense of peace and tranquility gradually filled Wenlesa's chest.

With her head down, the elf girl didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing her clenched fists gradually relax, and the originally excited aura slowly eased, Lanlos smiled lightly. Knowing that his efforts were not in vain, he nodded with satisfaction, and then slowly got up.

"Thank you, thank you. The voice that suddenly broke the silence seemed a little hasty, and if it weren't for Lanlos's superior perception, I am afraid that Wen Lesa would not have been able to hear this faint muttering to the extreme.

"Ha, you're welcome, just think it's the reward you helped me hide last time. With a wave of his hand without looking back, Lanlos slowly left the back mountain.

Staring at the place where the other had disappeared, Wen Lesa did not move for a long time. Her face was shrouded in shadow as she happened to be on the backlit side, and no one could tell what she was thinking.

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Almost at the same time that Lanlos stepped into the dormitory door, a ray of sunlight crept in from behind him, and Lanlos couldn't help but laugh at himself as he looked at the small dusty room in front of him.

Strange to say, I don't seem to have spent much time in the dormitory since I was warned by the guards......

Without even half a foot in it, Lanros slammed the door shut with a wave of his arm. Now that the sun has come out, he doesn't bother to go back to rest, after all, putting his salary with Alona always feels very unrealistic.

As for mental problems, last night under the darkness of the night, Lanlos discovered the hidden changes in his physique by the power of the shadows. In the dark, his energy will regenerate much faster, and his hiding and stealth abilities will be greatly improved. Even if he remained still, he could be sure that even Aurelia, with her transcendent sentience, would have a hard time discovering herself.

Walking down the familiar suspended corridor into the academy, Lanros soon arrived at Alona's office, and to his surprise, another acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time came into view.

Lanzahn hovered outside the door of his mentor's office, his clenched fists showing his unease, and his gloomy face was even more reluctant to approach.

However, Lanlos didn't care, and naturally stepped forward to say hello: "Long time no see, Pareron." ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Lanzahn was stunned for a moment, and then looked up at the comer, a look of surprise flashed on his face: "Lanloth, when did you come back?"

"Just came back, anyway, why don't you go in? Mentor Alona is still angry with you?"

Seeing that the other party mentioned the embarrassing thing he confessed to his mentor in front of everyone, Lan Sahn showed a moment of embarrassment, and the smile on his face was suddenly full of resentment.

Realizing his gaffe, Lanlos hurriedly snorted, and then decisively pushed the door open.

"Lady Alona, my father will be having a great reception at his estate tonight, and I wonder if I have the privilege of having you my dance partner?"

Long, silky blonde hair falls over the shoulders, and to prevent the ends from covering the face, a sparkling ruby hairpin holds it behind the ears.

The delicate robes made of enchanted silk were embroidered with elaborate patterns, and with Lanros's knowledge of inscriptions and enchantments, he could instantly discern that there was not even a single trace of arcane spells in them.

Obviously, this is a robe for pure ornamental purposes and has no practical use.

Lanlos faintly felt a pain in his heart, the value of enchanted silk in human society even exceeded gold, and most spellcasters were only willing to use it in the key parts of the weaving robes, and it was a great luxury to use it as the basic material for the entire robes like this elf.

What's even more outrageous is that this old boy doesn't depict spells on the robe, purely for display, it's really blind to that 'gold'!

"I'll think about it, Ferendre. Constantly pinching her eyebrows, although Alona looked unhappy, her words were not as vigorous as before.

Seeing the surprised gaze of Lanlos who appeared at the door, Alona closed her eyes helplessly: "My assistant has a job to report to me, why don't we continue to talk about this matter later?"

Ferendre looked up at this, finally taking that fiery gaze away from Alona, and the next moment, the face he turned to Lanlos was filled with materialized coldness.

Lanloth's eyebrows furrowed, but he met the other party without fear. Having slain trolls, slashed elves, and confronted the Corruptor and the Elder Gods, Lanloth thinks he can't lose to anyone.

Coupled with the enhancement of the power of the Void, in terms of spiritual strength and toughness alone, under the transcendental, no one is invincible!

Filendre just wanted to speak, but the change in Lanlos's demeanor was like a sharp sword piercing his throat, causing the blood in his body to suddenly flow backwards, and his eyes widened at the same time, and cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body.

"Lanloth. She shouted to the earnest assistant at the door, and Alona could see it with a straight face, and a flash of appreciation was fleeting on her face.

"Long time no see, Mentor Alona. Putting away his mental oppression, Lanlos greeted his mentor with a smile as if nothing had happened.

There was no response, and Alona glanced disdainfully at Filendre, who was barely standing still on the corner of the table, and gave him a formulaic smile: "So, don't send it." ”

After a few gasps and a few breaths, Filundre, who knew that he had lost face, glared at Lanlos viciously, and then brushed his sleeves away, and his embarrassed appearance made Elona smile relieved.

"Looks like I've helped you get away with a big problem. Seeing the other party's reaction, Lanlos certainly understood what was happening, but he didn't pay too much attention to it, and still calmly chatted with Alona.

"You don't seem to be worried, tsk, it seems that the dean's training during this time has not been in vain. ”

Smiling modestly, a mockery appeared on Lanloth's face: "You're not bad, this suitor's conditions seem to be quite amazing, you shouldn't be tempted, right?"

Looking at each other, Alona saw that Lanlos was still so improper, and suddenly became helpless: "Do you know who he is?"

"You know, I'm just a hillbilly. Shrugging his shoulders, Lanlos pulled out his stool and was about to sit down with a grin, but his ass hung in the air.

"You should know his father, Earl Tyris, a member of the Silvermoon Council. ”

In Quel'Thalas, the level of the title has little effect on real power. After all, the High Elves do not promote fiefdoms, and at most reward manors and official residences, even the land outside Silvermoon City is protected by official troops such as the Far Wanderer and the Knights of the Morning Blade.

Therefore, the size of the private soldiers in the hands of the nobility was naturally very small.

And to be honest, almost every high elf pushes an ancestor forward for eighteen generations, and almost all of them can inherit a noble title, which is the advantage of the immortal race.

It is precisely because of this situation of the nobility of the whole people that the high elves coexist in harmony with each other, and there is no class contradiction.

But that's the general situation.

The Silver Moon Council, the parliamentary body that restricts the dictatorship of kings, can be called one person under ten thousand people. Although it was only one of them, the power and wealth at his disposal was staggering.

"How did the Earl's son come here? I had never seen it before. Lanlos clearly didn't realize who he had provoked, or rather, he didn't care.

"Yes, I didn't have a shortage of manpower before. With her hands on her chest, Alona looked at Lanros with a scrutinizing gaze, a flash of resentment flashing through it.

This discovery made Lanlos a little frightened: "So he?"

Nodding, the Magister sighed softly, "Seriously, I feel more and more that the academy is just messing around. ”

"Although Freendre knew some arcane knowledge, he was trained as a warrior from an early age. ”

"That old immortal Tyris, in order to let his son escape the recruitment of the Morning Blade Knights, actually threw him under the old lady to do things, what a nonsense!"

Obviously, Alona has been holding back the fire in her belly these days, and if it weren't for the pedantic decision-makers above blocking and requesting, she would have used the Flame Explosion Technique to send Ferendre to the sky.

As for Lanros, he was not frightened by the other party's hot temper of slapping the table and scolding, he understood that Alona would only be like this in front of acquaintances.

But the other party's words woke him up.

Seeing that Alona gradually stabilized, Lanlos hesitated for a moment, and cautiously asked, "So he's here to steal my job?"

With a slight tilt of her eyes, Alona's smile took it for granted: "Otherwise?"