Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Silvermoon City, the residence of the Windrunner family.

"Aristophane, this is the information I asked for from the council hall." A male elf handed a record crystal to the elf mage, "It's all inside."

Aristophane opened his eyes, took Crystal and said, "Uncle Nansen, has my father encountered anything strange when he was in Parliament recently?"

The elf named Nansen thought for a while, and then said, "Which aspect do you mean?"

"Oh, it's about the attitude of the congressman towards my father or the Windrunner family. Has there been any change recently?"

"A while ago, Fenrir Daywalker tried to meet with York Creek outside the city, but was rejected by your father," Nansen said.

"That's it, I understand."

At this time, Li Leisa's voice came from the courtyard: "Clivi, you said that His Majesty the King forbids us to say goodbye?"

Aristophane and Nansen walked out of the house one after another, and then saw Li Leisa standing in the courtyard, fully armed, staring at her husband.

Krivi smiled bitterly: "Li Leisa, you should calm down. The king said that next week will be the festival of King Dathremar, and you, as the new ranger general, have never participated in large-scale events. So just take advantage of this opportunity. Stay in Silvermoon City and enjoy the ten-year ceremony."

"How did I hear that the parliament suggested to the king to keep us? Don't they worry about something wrong with the southern border?" Li Leisa asked back.

"No, His Majesty the King just gave the order without explaining it to me."

Aristophane understood what happened, smiled and walked to the two of them, reached out and took the weapon from Li Leisa's back, and said: "It's okay mother, don't worry, the troops of the Farstrider Fortress are guarding Zuaman. , Presumably they can't get over any big waves. Alleria and the younger sister and younger brother are coming soon, presumably Silvermoon City must be very lively on the day of the festival, when our family will have a good stroll here."

Seeing the gentle smile of her adopted son, Li Leisa glared at Crevy angrily, turned and walked back into the room, and the Aristophanes chuckled lightly.

"The troll has been suppressed in Zuaman and dare not come out, Bandinor's barrier is gradually expanding, and there is almost no pressure on the front line. Therefore, the king will never find a reason to refute the ranger general who stayed in the name of participating in the patriarch's ceremony. "On the other side of Daywalker Manor, Fenrir explained to his allies the proposal he had submitted in the morning to organize the festival.

"Have our people been sent out?"

"Already on the way, Lord Fenrir," another elf replied, "They took the order of the council and followed the planned steps to directly seize control of the port."

Fenrir nodded and drank again with everyone, but everyone did not notice the green light flowing under his eyes.

Soon His Majesty the King made a decision to hold a large-scale celebration, and the elves of Silvermoon City rushed to prepare.

In the tavern, the drunken elves discussed the decision aloud.

"Hey, have you heard? This is a suggestion made by Senator Fenrir to His Majesty the King, saying that although King Dathremar has passed away for a thousand years, his spirit is still in our hearts, so this is what happened suddenly. Great festival!" said an elf.

Another elf retorted: "What I heard was that the parliament was very dissatisfied with Speaker Belovar in private. Only then did Senator Fenrir go over the Speaker to propose to the King to test Master Belovar!"

However, the various rumors circulating in the streets and alleys of Silvermoon City did not stop the pace of the festival. In just one week, countless drinks, food, and fireworks were transported into the city, and the elves and nobles in the city started the carnival early.

At Silvermoon City Windrunner's resident, the golden-haired and handsome elf ranger entered the room through the corridor. A huge map of Silvermoon City was pasted on the wall directly opposite, and several locations were marked with red pushpins.

"Aristophanes, what are you doing?" she asked the elf standing in front of the wall thinking.

"You are here, Alleria," the elf mage turned his attention away from the parchment in his hand, "what's wrong, it's just a summary of the recently collected information. I have been feeling uneasy in my heart for the past two days. I feel that there may be a big mess during this festival."

"This is Silvermoon City, Aristophanes," Alleria smiled dumbly, "Apart from anything else, the masters of the towers at this festival will not let things happen here, let alone any more. The various guards blessed by the Sun Well, I don’t think even giant dragons dare to come to Silvermoon City to go wild!"

Aristophane was obviously not persuaded by the rhetoric. He raised his head and looked at the points he had marked on the map.

"Okay, even if something happens, it won't be your turn to worry," Alleria stepped aside, poured two cups of golden sunlight, picked it up and handed it to Aristophanes.

Seeing the golden wine and the blue eyes of the elves around him, he breathed out: "What you said is that the sky is falling and there is a tall man against it. Belovar and the king are both in Silvermoon City. Come to my little mage to worry."

"Yes, relax." Alleria said with a smile.

"Where did you go to play today?" Aristophanes asked.

"Oh, Vereesa wants Dawn Blade jewelry. Today, I took my mother to accompany her to take a look, and placed an order for a necklace by the way."

Aristophane asked curiously: "What necklace?"

"I won't tell you, I'll show it to you when it's done." Alleria blinked.

"All right," the wizard mage shrugged, "it's getting late, let's go eat."

The two talked and walked out of the house with a smile, and the pushpin on the wall glowed ominously in the setting sun, which seemed to herald what would happen next.

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The night before the celebration, Daywalker Manor.

"How are our people preparing?" the elf with his hands on his back asked the family members standing at the door.

"Patriarch, thanks to your proposal, the weapons and magic items we prepared have been smoothly transported into the city with the help of drinks, and they have been distributed smoothly."

"Very well, Jermes," Fenrir said. "So Dylan, how is the team going to the Port of Windrunner Village?"

A thief-like elf walked out of the shadows: "It has been successfully processed and disguised as the scene where the Farstrider Ranger was killed. My lord, according to the time, the MPs should have received the news of the ambassador's killing tonight."

"Oh, a bunch of trash." Fenrir sneered. "Regardless of them, is your team arranged?"

"Yes, my lord, two hundred thieves have already sneaked into Silvermoon City. Tomorrow they will appear at the key node you set up and destroy the protective circle of Silvermoon City."

Looking at the thief leader with a green light in his eyes, Fenrir closed his eyes and roughly calculated in his heart: "That is to say, Silvermoon City already has more than a thousand of our people?"

"Yes, 1,256 to be exact, my lord."

"Tomorrow 8 o'clock is the time for the king to speak, so according to the predetermined plan, the action time is set at 8:05. Once successful, you will replace the current superior families and become the rulers of the new kingdom!"

"Is this what he said, Abbas?" Anasteria asked his intelligence chief.

"Yes, your Majesty, and we have also determined where he hides~www.wuxiaspot.com~ what a Fenrir," Anastria said angrily while holding the glass in his hand. My father’s ritual, how dare he, how dare he!"

But soon he calmed down and began to issue orders:

"Abbas!"

"in!"

"Lead your subordinates to closely monitor the thieves who sneak into Silvermoon City! Once they do, kill them!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"Salorian!"

"To!"

"You lead the lawbreakers and guards, keep an eye on those'brew merchants', you have the right to kill freely, and the safety of Silvermoon City is the most important thing in everything!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

"I want to see Fenrir, what do you use to subvert the kingdom?!"