Valeera, who was in charge of communication, shrugged her shoulders: "There are no follow-up reinforcements yet, we just entered Eresaras first to check the situation." ”

"Santis hasn't decided if she should trust you yet, and she won't be sending troops from the Feather Moon Fortress until we send a signal."

Ledros's brow furrowed, then furrowed.

"That's right, the two sides were friends and foes 10,000 years ago, and it's normal to be cautious."

"So ......"

Ledros's eyes flashed with curiosity: "Both, Talerville should not be able to return for a while, can you satisfy my curiosity during this time?" ”

Salaan nodded before Valeera agreed: "Yes, as long as we know and can say it, we can tell you, but I also have a 'little' condition." ”

Ledros replied cheerfully, "Please speak." ”

Saljan looked at the elegant Ledros with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "My mentor is the contemporary successor of the Upper Dragonforge Blade Queldra. ”

"It is said that Queldra's sister sword is kept in the hands of Sindra, can you open my eyes?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ledros' eyes: "Queldra...... So, your country is connected to the Sunstrider family? ”

Valeera: "That's right, our homeland of Quel'Salas was founded by Darthrema Sunstrider, who led his people eastward. ”

Ledros smiled suddenly, "It turned out to be Darth Rema, and I had a few encounters with him in the early years of Sin'aisari. ”

"Well, I promise you."

"As long as it satisfies my curiosity accumulated over the past 10,000 years, as the custodian of Quelcella, I can take it out for you to see, and even ...... I can give it to you. ”

A gleam flashed in Sarren's eyes: "If it's as the barrage said, then I'm welcome." ’

……

This process of trading knowledge and physical objects lasted for several hours.

Ledros was the most brilliant scholar in Sindra, and he was not one of them, but he just gave up the position of head of the scholars to Talleville because of his poor management skills.

More than 100 years ago, Ledros, one of the representatives of the Sindra scholars, tried to dissuade Tosedlin from doing stupid things.

However, the half-insane Prince Tosedlin did not heed his persuasion and resolutely raised his butcher's knife against the innocent civilians.

Feeling disheartened, Ledros retreated to the second line and devoted himself to the study of topics of interest to him, and no longer cared about foreign affairs.

For 10,000 years, Ledros and the others have adhered to the principles of the Hidden Ones, trapped in Eresaras, ignorant of all the changes in the outside world.

When Tallevier decided to raise the anti-flag, Ledros silently stood behind and voted in favor of Tallerville when he called for help from the Night Elves.

He thought that Sindra would take the initiative to put down the shelf and contact the former Night Elf civilians to get a positive response, but after 10,000 years, the upper elves are no longer the nobles they were respected at the beginning, but sinners that everyone shouts and beats.

From Syndra's point of view, they felt wronged.

Sindra did not participate in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, and many people were puzzled and displeased by Shantis's cold attitude with the idea that "Queen Azhara has something to do with us".

Both sides have their own reasons to hold the shelf, and the progress of secret contact will naturally not be fast.

The arrival of Salajan and Valilla acts as a lubricant between the two.

Compared to the "rude" Night Elf civilians, Sindra, including Merkus and Ledros, was more gentle towards the High Elves, who were also descendants of the upper elves.

The two parties can discuss on an equal footing, and there is no relationship between high and low status.

Eager to learn, Ledros crackles and asks Salaan and Valera a whole host of questions.

The enthusiasm accumulated over 10,000 years exploded at once, completely emptying Sarren's knowledge reserves, and finally resorted to barrage to barely satisfy Ledros's seemingly endless curiosity.

Valera lasted less than an hour before she raised her hand in surrender, and then watched Salian calmly respond to Ledros's question with a strange gaze.

'Where the hell did this guy get so much secret?' A lot of information is not even grasped by Backlight Blade. ’

It wasn't until Ledros was content to lean back in his chair that Saljan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This guy's questions get more and more tricky as they go along, and even start to make Saljan wonder if he is deliberately trying to find fault with people.

Fortunately, with the backing of the barrage with rich knowledge reserves, he finally did not show his timidity in front of Ledros.

"I didn't expect that."

Ledros sighed with some emotion: "The light in the light, which was once admired by countless people, has now become an ugly aquatic scale creature, and the changes in the world are really unpredictable. ”

"Heh~"

Saljan is not an elder like Ledros who has personally experienced the glory days of the Night Empire, and he has no so-called fan filter for Azhara.

"When Azhara tried to work with the Burning Legion on an equal footing, her fate was already sealed."

"Even if she doesn't become a Naga, she will be infused with evil energy and become even uglier forms, and the final result will not make any essential difference."

Ledros nodded with a sigh on his face: "Betraying the world on which he lives and the people he should be protecting, the end of Aishara is not worth pitiful...... Just like Tosedrin's today. ”

Ledros rose from his chair and moved his body, slowly walked to the bookshelf to the side, unraveled a series of complex arcane traps, and pulled out a long strip of rune-white cloth from the secret compartment.

Placing the white package engraved with runes on the experimental table, Ledros unveiled it layer by layer with a serious expression.

Not to mention Sarren, even Valilla leaned over to him with a curious face, watching Ledros move as if with a sense of ritual.

When the rune cloth was completely uncovered, what appeared in front of the three of them was a broad-bladed one-handed sword.

From the outside, the sword was beautifully worked, but Salian did not feel any power from the blade.

Ledros sighed with a wry smile: "Just like Sindra, who is out of touch with the world, Quelcella has also lost its brilliance with the passage of time. ”

"Torcedreen has drained the dragon's power contained in Quirsella, and this upper dragon-forged blade is now only bright on the outside, and it has long lost its magical power."

Ledros cherished Quelcella's hands and solemnly handed them to Sarren.

"You have satisfied my curiosity that I have endured for thousands of years, and as agreed, Quelcella is yours."

When Salian took the sword, Ledros breathed a sigh of relief as if he had let go of his burden.

"It's time for Quelsella to reunite with its sister sword, but before you can do that, you'll need to regain its power."

Ledros rummaged through the shelves and found a notebook covered in dust.

"This is a record of my research on Quelcella over the years, and there are instructions on how to restore Quelcerra's strength."

"Let me remind you first, the process of reviving Quelcella will never be easy, so be mentally prepared in advance."

[It's really hard for the average person, and I remember the torture I was suffering from when I did this task. 】

[Yes, I have to extract dragon blood, and I have to calcine dragon fire, and I have to stand in the position of the dragon's head, I don't know how many times I have been sprayed to death by the black dragon princess. 】

[It's very simple for Sarren, dragon fire forging aside, dragon blood extraction is a breeze, just put your own blood on the line. 】

Sarren: "...... I really don't want to let my own blood if I could. ”

Looking at the dull Quelcella in his hand, Saray said silently with peace of mind, "Now is not the time to reforge, let's wait until this incident is over." (To be continued)