Looking at the glittering Dalaran Library next to her, Merrell turned her head and gazed at the low, dilapidated room with a very complicated gaze.

Even Lanlos sensed that an MMP was about to blurt out.

Where is this on the verge of bankruptcy? It's clear that it's already a dangerous building, okay?!

The ginger was still old and spicy, and Kenrito had obviously guessed his thoughts, and also kept an eye on him. For a moment, Lan Luo's complacent transfer of the stronghold's property disappeared without a trace at this moment.

What is hateful is that he is also not at ease, and he does not even have the confidence to protest......

"Ahem, the heavens will descend on the Si people, Merrell, as the most capable of us, the work of renovation and maintenance will be entrusted to you. Patting the necromancer's stiff shoulder, Lanloth's eyes filled with a sign of trust.

Merrell didn't speak, just stared at the other party with that indifferent gaze, and when the awkward atmosphere almost climbed to its peak, he finally nodded: "Well, my old bones are supposed to do these jobs." ”

"Still. Before Lanlos could breathe a sigh of relief, the undead archmage spoke slowly, "Can your idea really go smoothly?"

Looking at the Dalaran Library on the side, Lanlos gradually became more and more colorful.

As mentioned earlier, it is quite difficult to establish a force to be reckoned with in Azeroth. None of the major organizations and kingdoms are blind, and almost all those who have shown their talents have been carved up.

Even people with unclean foundations like Lanloth were abducted by the Tirisfa Council in every possible way, and the rest can be imagined......

Luckily, Lanlos knew the future history of the world, and he already had a long list of future stars in mind who were not yet on the mark.

While he was the last member of the Council of Tirisfar, he was now in danger at all times, but he knew that his enemies were more than just shadows. Everything he does is more for the future.

He wasn't in a hurry.

The first step in his plan was to liquidate the secret law society's stronghold, obtain working capital, and use the knowledge and property left by the secret law society as the foundation, and lay the foundation in Dalaran first.

The reason why he took over this dangerous building was not to compete with the Dalaran Library.

This is the second step of his plan, which is to slowly accumulate the popularity of spellcasters by opening a public academy.

Of course, in order to establish a college, he must have tutors with excellent educational qualifications, so that this dilapidated building can generate value that will attract students.

Merrell has a wealth of experience, but unfortunately, because of his status as an undead, he is not suitable to show his head in such a peaceful and prosperous era as now. Moreover, he did not have enough money on hand to pay enough to tap into the tutor resources of the Dalaran Library.

Luckily, Lanlos is not badly connected.

"I can help if you need it. Tyrée stepped forward to Lanloth's side, staring indifferently at the side of his face, the firmness of which was unshakable.

It's not a request or a handout, it's a decision.

While showing a wry smile, Lanloth's heart was full of relief, and after looking at the other party's delicate face for a while, he shook his head: "No, I already have a plan in this regard, and besides, it is not safe to stay by my side, knowing our return, I think Malygos will soon recall you." ”

"It's my job to follow you. Tyre's face didn't show any emotion, but her small steps forward revealed the anxiety in her heart.

If memory serves, shouldn't it be surveillance?

Burying these unseemly words deep in his heart, Lanlos's gaze softened, and looking at those blue eyes, he gently reached out and stroked the other party's long silky sky blue hair.

A reddish hue flashed across her cheeks, and Terré was about to say something when a sharp sound of breaking wind made her tense immediately.

"Let go of your dirty hands, mortal!"

Yikes!

The frosty spear hovered in front of the crook of Lanloth's raised arm, and he could even faintly feel the cold, piercing aura that was eating away at his skin and bones.

Ice spearmanship, and the goal is to maim oneself.

Glancing at the ice spear that Terrey had grasped in the palm of her hand, Lanros's gaze stayed on the other party's slender fingers, and the magic wrapped around her palm, jamming the ice spear in it.

Local spell casting is a high-level supermagic technique that casts spells at a near-instantaneous speed at the cost of greatly reducing the range of spells without changing the power of the spell. It was only then that Lanlos realized that Tyret rarely showed his fighting ability in front of him, and he had always ignored the strength of the cold beauty beside him.

Now, though, is not the time to care.

Almost at the same time, the two of them set their sights on the place where the ice spear was fired, and not far away, around the corner of the street, three blue-haired acquaintances were rapidly approaching them.

"Tyri......" Seeing the face of the comer, Tyre restrained the murderous aura in her eyes, and her words were full of very complicated emotions.

As a dragon, time is just a sand flowing through your fingertips, leaving not the slightest trace on the blue dragon princess's body.

Tyri was still dressed in a gorgeous and simple blue gown, with white lace as thin as cicada wings on her chest, which embellished the delicate collarbone like white jade with a very visual impact.

However, the chilling anger on that beautiful face shattered the delusions of those opposite sex who stopped to watch.

"Your Majesty, Princess, after so many years, your greeting gift is truly unique. "Although the Ice Spear Technique is only a four-ring spell, its lethality cannot be underestimated, and being treated like this, Lan Luo has no idea of greeting him with a smile.

Stopping in front of the other party, Tyri frowned, staring at the elven mage's eyes, but did not rush to pour out her anger, but quickly focused on the blue dragon girl beside him: "Tyre, thank God, you are still alive......"

Two elven beauties with the same delicate temperament but completely different temperaments completely attracted the attention of passers-by, and even Lanlos couldn't help but nod secretly.

Someone interrupted some fantasy that all men knew.

"I'm sorry, Lanloth. "Karegos is still dressed in simple leather armor, and compared to Tyri and Alexgos, he is like an ordinary subordinate.

Looking at the sincere apology and helplessness on Karek's face, the elven mage paused, and the seriousness on his face softened slightly: "I can understand your anxiety, but don't forget, if it weren't for me and the Council of Tiris, you would have died by now." ”

Truth be told, in the battle of Karazhin, Lanlos didn't necessarily play a big role. The main reason why Kenrito was hyped up was that he was the weakest mage involved in that battle, and at the same time attracted Magnus's attention at the cost of his life, giving Medivin a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

Most importantly, Lanloth's actions not only helped the Council of Tiris, but also the dragons.

This is an honorable and glorious new chapter in the history of mortals, and it is a capital worthy of boasting of all mortal spellcasters.

Therefore, the reputation of Lanlos has spread all over the world over the years.

However, in the eyes of the Blue Dragon Legion, this statement is completely exaggerated.

"The root cause of this is nothing more than your own doing. Alexgos's cold voice was very harsh, and the next words made the atmosphere between several people drop to a freezing point, "If you want me to say, Master Malygos's original idea is really right. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and Lanloth's expression showed a dangerous aura: "Oh? I would like to ask, do you want to declare war?"

Don't look at Lanros so bluntly leading the topic to such a sharp point in an instant, he was also very nervous in his heart. Although Malygos regained his senses with his help, the self-healing of the Draenor timeline gave him a blow in the face, and the history that had changed did not necessarily deviate from the predetermined fate.

If the Blue Dragon King were to start an arcane nuclear war at this juncture, he didn't think Azeroth would be able to withstand it.

"I didn't say that. Alexgos smiled, not knowing whether he was praising the mortal's courage or mocking his indiscretion, "Dragons don't go out of their way like mortals for trivial things. ”

"It is our duty to protect Azeroth, not to destroy her. ”

Alexgos's words were quite arrogant, and Ranros knew that he had the ability to be arrogant. Don't look at the blue dragon people who are thin, but they hold a world-class artifact in their hands, the rainbow of focus.

With this as the key, the blue dragon really has the ability to destroy the world.

"I'm sorry, Tyri. Lanros breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something, when Tyre, who was on the side, suddenly took a step back in his direction, "My mission is not complete, and I can't return to Kodara yet." ”

Seeing the Blue Dragon Princess staring at her with cannibalistic eyes, Lan Luoston felt helpless. The other party's eyes were as if he was coercing Terrey to stay.

"Tyre. Before the Blue Dragon Princess could go berserk, Lanlos pressed the girl's shoulder, "She's right, you shouldn't stay here." ”

Looking at the handsome face that was close at hand, the blue dragon girl's eyes had the most obvious fluctuations in history, and the emotions revealed in them deeply pierced the elven mage's chest.

"No, that's not what you think. Lanlos hurriedly remedied, glancing at the others who were staring at him, he paused, and got close to the other party's ear, "I just need your help......"

The warm breath caressed the roots of her ears, and Tyre couldn't stop trembling lightly, holding back the strange feeling of tingling and listening to the other party's whispers, and nodded leisurely for a while.

"Well, I promise you. ”

"But you must promise me one thing. Before Lanlos could breathe a sigh of relief, Terret twitched her fingers, her visibly tapered voice filled with shyness.

This scene made Tyri and his party look surprised.

Scratching his cheek, Lanlos asked slightly embarrassed, "What's that?"

Tyre's head was lower, and her chin almost touched her chest: "I'm old enough to give birth......