The Battle of Gulabash gave Stormwind not only the pain of the destruction of the country, but also the death of Barathern Ureon.

Although the task of rebuilding Stormwind was not completed, it did not affect the funeral of the previous king. White canvases hung all over the eaves of major buildings, and the whole city looked solemn and oppressive.

And this atmosphere was even stronger before the storm fortress, where the royal family lived.

Looking at the armed patrols back and forth on the bridge across the canal, Lanlos had no idea of trespassing, he didn't want to cause a political dispute between Dalaran and the Stormwind Kingdom because of himself, but some people didn't think so.

'It's just some iron-clad waste, and you can take them all down with a single arcane blast, so you can see their faces?'

I don't want to mess this up with this. ’

'Cut, a bunch of nameless rats stopped you, and it's a shame to say it. ’

‘...... Do I want to tell you more about my feat of single-handedly storming Stormwind?'

Before Elunis could continue to complain, Lanlos decisively tightened the rope of his beltpack, and at the same time cut off mental communication with the other party. Of course, only temporarily. As an arcane entity capable of making a fuss in the Blue Dragon's Lair, Elunis had 10,000 ways to force communication with Lanloth.

The tabole attribute of this thing has already annoyed the latter......

"How long are we going to wait?" Wave after wave of unevenness, and Terrée beside him was obviously already a little impatient. Unlike Elunis's impatience, she just doesn't like to stand here stupidly and be watched like a circus monkey.

I don't blame anyone else, after all, Stormwind City has just experienced a terrible war not long ago, and most of the people who come and go in the city are unkempt refugees. Lanros wisely chose to wear a robe and hood, but Tyre's dragon arrogance disdained her to hide her head and tail, so she ......

Lan Luo was just about to pick up, but his eyes were fixed on the opposite side, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: "Well, isn't this coming?"

The reflection of magic charms in the sunlight could be faintly seen on the black robes, and the brown curls were scattered casually behind them, and it was obvious that their owners did not pay attention to appearance, and looked withered and messy.

In fact, it wasn't just his hair, Hagarin's thick beard and dark bags under his eyes looked very scruffy, and judging by his appearance alone, he was much older than his brother Hagra.

"Lanloth, you're finally here. ”

Looking at the archmage who hurried over from the guards, Lanlos only showed a fake smile and said in a strange manner, "I'm really glad that it wasn't Hagra who came to greet me. ”

Hearing this, Hagarin's footsteps slammed and he laughed with embarrassment.

As a mage, Hagra's irascible temper is indeed annoying, and it can even be said that it seriously affects the image of the mage's wisdom. But Hagra is his brother after all, and the other party is so ruthless, it really makes people unable to get off the stage.

But this is understandable, after all, the two brothers did not taunt the laggards when Lanros first joined the Tirisfa Council. Of course, Lanlos is not the one who clings to the past, and after witnessing the other party's helpless embarrassment, he can be regarded as turning the page.

"Although the Arcane Society gave me a mission, to be honest, I haven't figured it out yet, so I think we should find a quieter place to talk. ”

"Of course, follow me. Quietly relieved, Hagarin lifted his feet and walked in the direction he had come, as if he were eager to get rid of Lanros at once.

As for those guards, who would dare to stop the chief court mage and the big people who could embarrass the chief court mage?

It's no wonder that the two Hagarin brothers are willing to enter Stormwind City even if they offend the council, and it is easy to get addicted to being feared.

Despite being attacked by the Gurabash trolls, Stormstorm Fortress was not breached, and due to Medivan's prowess, the trolls' army suffered heavy casualties under the high walls. Even now, blood and floating troll limbs can be seen on the canal.

As a result, the royal residence is still as magnificent as ever.

Delicate flowers compete in the courtyard, manicured landscapes are dizzying, butterflies flutter and petite robins shuttle through the shrubs.

Everything was the opposite of the desolation outside the fortress, and the only thing that was close to the same thing was the oppressive atmosphere.

In the courtyard, there were no more gardeners and servants busy, no more children playing and laughing, more patrolling soldiers in steel armor.

"The royal family is still dealing with the king's affairs, and we will not be disturbed here. Coming to an inconspicuous room at the edge of the courtyard, Hagarin waved his hand skillfully, and the guards immediately understood and quietly retreated.

"I'll go, life in Stormwind is really nourishing. Lanlos was not polite, and walked into the room with his head held high, and was amazed in a few moments.

Although the whole space is slightly dim, there is no feeling of cold and damp, and the window is facing the outskirts of Stormwind, so you can enjoy the fragrance of birds and flowers at all times. In front of the window, the large table top was covered with all kinds of alchemy and enchantment tools, and all kinds of expensive materials that made Lanlos's eyes were piled up like garbage, and the thick dust made him want to beat his chest.

Hearing this, embarrassment appeared on Hagarin's face again: "Well, if you are suggesting that I recommend you to the prince, that ...... You know......"

As a court mage, Hagarin is not as ignorant as he seems, and he is embarrassed to do things that ask others and expose people's shortcomings.

The other's gaze kept going back and forth between his blindfold and the maroish rune sticking out of his neckline, and of course Lanlos could understand what he meant.

Although the effectiveness of the magic circuit and the treatment of the priest had restored most of the scars left by the evil energy on his body in the past year, Lanloth's eyes had not recovered due to the overload of the eye edges, and the skin around the eye sockets was still hideous and terrifying, coupled with the magic circuit full of ominous aura......

The court mage does not pay attention to the word 'mage', but the word 'court', and the royal family's attention to the face project is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Not to mention that Lanloth has the magic of evil and darkness, just in terms of his appearance, he really doesn't look like a good person.

"Rest assured, I don't mean to retire yet. Fortunately, Lanlos didn't dwell too much on this issue, waving his hand very casually, and leaning lazily against the window. Ridiculously enough, the places I've been to don't seem to be safe places for long-term stays.

Quel'Salas didn't mention it, Dalaran eventually turned into a huge crater with countless people, and as for Stormwind, I don't know how many times it has been ravaged by war.

Speaking of which, it seems that the whole of Azeroth can't find a suitable place to retire, right?

"Then let's talk about it, what kind of basket did you two brothers poke?"

Lanloth's unceremonious question made the smile on Hagarin's face instantly stiffen, but it was clear that the problems he was experiencing were far more troublesome than the other party's troubles.

Taking a deep breath, Hagarin quickly organized his words and told the other party all the ins and outs of all this.