To get to know more about the Council," Medivan sat down on a chair that hadn't been damaged, "you need to know a little bit about demons and, of course, magic. He shifted his body and simply changed his comfortable position and lay his head on the chair, which happened to be the only one with a full cushion.

"Mai...... Astral Mage," Khadgar said, "the current situation is...... There's a demon out there in Stormwind, and I think we should think about it first, and as for history lessons or something, maybe we can put it to a later date......"

Medivan lowered her head and looked at Khadgar. Khadgar had the feeling of wanting to slap himself, and he might have provoked the Astral Mage's fiery temper again. However, the Master Mage only shook his head and smiled, "Your concern is based on the premise that the demon is indeed a threat to the surrounding residents. I sue you, no. Even if the demon was a high-ranking officer of the Burning Legion, he had already exhausted all his strength when dealing with the two strong ** divisions that summoned him. He can't make any trouble, at least for now. The most important thing now is that you need to know about the council, about me, and why other people are so obsessed with them. ”

"But, Astral Mage......" Khadgar wanted to say again.

"The sooner I finish this class, the sooner I'll think about your Jianyi, and the sooner I'll go out to take care of that demon boy, so if you really want me to go, just listen to me, okay?" Medivan smiled slyly and smugly.

Khadgar opened his mouth to protest, but it was clearly unwise to do so. So he sat passively against the ledge by the window. Although the bodies had long since been removed from the tower by the servants, the stench of death and decay was still strong.

"Good. So what is magic?" asked Medivan in the tone of a college tutor.

"A background energy field that is all over the world," Khadgar didn't have to think about it at all, the answers to the common questions of this Dalaran exam were written in the reference book. "It's not evenly divided, it's strong in some places, it's weak in some places, but it's everywhere in general. ”

"Right," said the old mage, "at least for now. Imagine that. There was a time when magic wasn't everywhere. ”

"Magic is what makes the world into," Khadgar retorted, knowing that what he was about to say would be immediately overturned by Medivan. "It's like water and air. ”

"Okay, let's use the analogy of water," Medivan said, "and imagine at the beginning of the world. All the water in the whole world comes from one place. All the rain, the river, the seawater, the stream, and even the dew and tears, are gathered together in one well. ”

Khadgar nodded slowly. "But right now, we're not talking about water, we're talking about magic," Khadgar said.

"Similarly, imagine a well of magic, the source of magic for the entire world, connecting the other planes, a door of light to the endless darkness and the rest of the world. The first people who used magic settled around the well, and they distilled the raw energy in the well into magic. Later they became known as Kadore. As for what they're called now, it's hard to say. Medivan paused to look at Khadgar, but the young mage was rightly silent this time.

Medivan continued, "As magic is exploited, the Cadores become more and more powerful, but they do not know what they are. They also don't know how terrifyingly powerful beings lie in the depths of that endless darkness, those abominable beings who pursue magic and are more than happy to see those who try to develop and refine it go to ruin. They are the nightmares and conquerors of the worlds, and we have a simple name to call them, and that is the Devil. They are trying to invade the world of all magical civilizations. Whether it's on the rise or already in shape, and then destroy miè and take the magic of those worlds for your own. And the most powerful of them is none other than the Lord of the Burning Legion. Sargeras. ”

Khadgar shuddered as he remembered the vision of Egwen.

Even though Medivan noticed the young mage's anomaly, he didn't say anything. "The leader of the Burning Legion is powerful and cunning, and he has succeeded in corrupting the earliest users of magic, Kadore. Dark shadows loom over them, and they enslave other races - even the newborn humans - in order to build their empire. ”

Mediven sighed: "At that time, among those cadores who enslaved others. There are still some who are more far-sighted than their compatriots, who dare to stand up and speak out against Cadore, and who do not hesitate to pay the price for their vision. These brave men, like the rest of the race, saw that the hearts of the ruling class of the Cadore were becoming cold and dark, and that demonic power was growing there. ”

"The truth is that the Cadore, corrupted by Sargeras, defied the warnings of his compatriots and opened the way for the invasion of the most powerful demons, Sargeras and his minions. They had almost destroyed the world in its initial stages - had it not been for the heroic actions of a few men at the time, who closed the door of light to the endless darkness and banished Sargeras and his followers from it. But the price paid for this victory was severe. As the portal was closed, the Well of Eternity exploded, and the explosion tore apart the center of the world, destroying the kingdom of Kadore and the land they had inhabited for generations. No one has seen the Cadore who closed the portal since. ”

"Kalimdor!" Khadgar said, unintentionally, but in fact interrupting Medivan's words.

Medivan looked at him, and Khadgar continued, "There is an old legend in Lordaeron! There was an ancient evil race that foolishly tried to control a powerful force beyond their control. As punishment, their land was torn apart and sunk into the sea. This is the story of the heavens falling apart. That continent is called Kalimdor. ”

"Kalimdor," Medivan repeated, "but what you hear is only a child-like version of the story. That part is actually what we use to warn all future mages of the dangers of misuse of magic. Cadore was stupid, they ended up ruining themselves and almost taking our whole world with a funeral. After the Well of Eternity exploded, the supreme power it contained spilled over to all corners of the earth. It circulates like rain in the world. And that's why magic is everywhere - it comes from the energy that comes from the explosion of that well. ”

"But the Astral Mage," Khadgar said, "that was thousands of years ago, right?"

"10,000 years ago, 10,000 years," said Medivan, "is no more than twenty years off." ”

"But how did that legend get to our generation? Even Dalaran can only go back twenty centuries, and the history of the earlier ones has been distorted by folklore. ”

Medivin nodded, continuing his story: "After Kalimdor sank, most of Kadore lost their lives, but some survived with their knowledge. Some of these Kadore survivors formed the Tirisfa Council. As to whether this Tirisfa is derived from the name of a person, or from the name of a place, or something else, or just a pure idea, I don't even know. They knew what happened 10,000 years ago and vowed never to let it happen a second time, and that's the context in which the council came into being. ”

And humanity also survived that dark age, and their civilization gradually prospered, and soon, as the power of magic had merged with the world, they also began to summon creatures in the void, and began to try to knock on the door of the physical world, the door of the prison of Sargeras. It was then that Cadore appeared with the story of their ancestors who almost destroyed the world, and stopped humanity from taking this step in time.

"The original human mages, after carefully considering what the survivors of Kadore had to say, realized that even if they put down their wands, tomes, and ciphertexts, there would always be others who, out of naivety or for some sorts of reasons, would find a way for demons to descend on our green world once again. So, they took the council a step further, making it a secret society of the strongest mages. The Council of Tirisfa will select a member from time to time to appoint him as the Guardian of Tirisfa. This guardian will be granted supreme power and will be the gatekeeper of the physical world. And that 'door' is no longer just a huge well of magic, but like rain, it has been circulating in this world for eternity to this day. As you can imagine, guarding this door is the heaviest responsibility in the world. ”

Medivan fell silent, his gaze temporarily unfocused, as if suddenly caught up in a reminiscence. He quickly came to his senses and shook his head, but still didn't say a word.

"And you're the Guardian," Khadgar didn't say in questioning.

"Yes," Medivan said, "I am the son of the most powerful Guardian of all time, and her power has been instilled in me since I was born. That was too heavy for me. I gave the best childhood and youth of my life because of it. ”

"But you said that the mages collectively decided who gave orders. "Egwen, Lord Magna, can't she choose an older candidate, why does she have to choose a child, and it's her own child?"

Medivan sighed, "The Guardians of the first few decades were indeed chosen by the selection committee. According to the original founder's intentions, the existence of the parliament has always been kept secret from the outside world. However, as time passed, political factors and personal interests began to intervene, and the Guardian eventually became a mere slave, a drudger with great power. Later, there were even some powerful mage members who were paranoid that the Guardian's meddling was actually an attempt to hinder the right of others to enjoy magical powers normally. Thus, like the previous Cadore, the shadow of the depraved forces spread among the members of the council. More demons have come to this world, and even Sargeras himself has managed to manifest in Azeroth with the smallest fraction of his strength. Although it was only a fragment of his entire strength, it was enough to sweep away the army and destroy the country—if not more than enough. (To be continued.) )