Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"I have won, Your Majesty Anastria, Belovar... Your Excellency Speaker, then who else wants to leave?" Aristophane said loudly, his whole body pulsing with magic power, the sand under his feet It was constantly blown up, forming a circle.

There were traces of magic everywhere on the beach, burned, frozen, and struck by lightning, and Salvaj Dawn Blade was half kneeling in front of Aristophanes, lying on the sand not far behind him. Jonatas Dawn Heart struggled to get up.

　　 A group of elves looked at the two defeated colleagues, and they were silent.

　　 "Then anyone else wants to try it?" Anastria's somewhat indifferent voice came into the ears of the congressmen, and the meaning contained therein made other congressmen dare not speak out.

Looking at the congressman who bowed his head, Anastria didn't say a word, and turned to look at Aristophanes standing on the beach. He raised his head and held his long sword behind him, his own magic power and the sun well. The scattered energies entangled and repelled each other, forming a magnificent scene, which formed a sharp contrast with the Elf Councillors beside him.

　　 "Your Majesty, that's it for today." Belovar stepped forward to persuade, "They have all been robbed of courage by Aristophanes."

　　 Anastria looked gloomy, snorted coldly, ignored the others, opened the portal and walked in.

　　 Belovar sighed, and then said to the elven congressmen beside him: "What are you still doing? Go and help the two injured congressmen!"

　　 Several elves nodded and ran past Aristophane in a mess, while Belovar came to Aristophane, looking at his "apprentice" with complex expressions.

　　 "Do you understand the consequences of such a disturbance?"

"Oh? Then I have to suffer this unclear injustice for nothing, and even hand over the results of my painstaking development?" Aristophane put away his sword and looked up at the teacher who had educated himself, "And then again, Who gave you the confidence to frame a great magister? Just rely on the sun well?"

　　 Belovar was speechless for a while, and then he sighed: "Well, our estimation is wrong, but then His Majesty the King will definitely take measures to restrict the development of Windrunners and Farstriders."

　　 "Soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover," Aristophane said directly, "Even if the kingdom really cannot accommodate me, going north or south is not a big problem for me."

　　 Looking at the uncompromising elf mage with a firm face, Belovar sighed again [新　], did not speak any more, but greeted a group of congressmen to help the injured elf step into the portal and return to Silvermoon City.

　　 At night, Windrunner is in the station of Silvermoon City.

　　 "Aristophanes, is this the end of the matter?"

"Ah, yes, Alleria," Aristophane said, looking at the brightly lit Silvermoon City, with a plain expression, "His Majesty the King’s intelligence chief found out the ins and outs, and the escaping supervisor was also caught. , And was caught in the manor of the Blade of Dawn, confessed to all the facts, and then Salvay drained the magic power of the elf and the judge who tortured you before in front of us, and exiled to the big knot. In the dense forest outside the world. As for the apocalypse, you have seen it too."

Alleria turned her head to look at dozens of large and small boxes placed in the living room with the logos of the Dawn Blade and Dawn Heart family. She had opened it before and looked at them, and they were filled with precious minerals. , High-quality arcane crystals, and land deeds to some shops. After this battle, the two families not only failed to bite off a piece of meat from Windrunner, but paid a great price.

　　 "Where is the man behind the scenes?"

　　 "Black hand?" Aristophan took a sip from the glass, and then pointed his finger at the Tower of Sunfury. "The biggest black hand is there, and he dipped it on both sides."

　　 "You mean..."

"Yes, it was all planned by Your Majesty." Aristophane said lightly, "The supervisor appears to belong to the Dawn Blade family, but in fact he is an agent under Lord Abbas and is directly responsible to the king. ."

　　 Alleria was completely taken aback.

"Why, I can't believe it?" The wizard mage smiled and held her hand, and the cocoon on the belly of the finger ran across his palm. "Fortunately, I took this task and didn't let me come here, otherwise it would be yours. There is nothing left to be eaten."

　　 "Nonsense," Alleria flushed, "I made it to you! If I come, I won't be worse than you!"

　　 Aristophane smiled, and said nothing.

　　 "Then what should we do from now on? Even political idiots like me know that the king will definitely change his policy to suppress us..."

　　 "Don't worry, I have everything, you should know it by the end of the year."

　　 Alleria looked at Aristophane's profile illuminated by the arcane lantern, and made a secret decision in her heart.

　　 On the other side, the Tower of Sunfury.

　　 "Father, what the **** is going on? Are we just letting that guy go?" Kael'thas had returned to his usual polite appearance at this time, but he betrayed his heart in an anxious tone.

Anasteria played with a magic ring of Salvais tribute, and said: "Be quiet, my child, this is just a test between me and Belovar. The test subjects include Council members, nobles, Aristophanes, and...you."

　　 Kael'thas was taken aback, and then reacted: "What the chief guard said..."

"I arranged it. His other identity is the head of Lord Abbas's'Shadow Lynx' team." Anasteria put down the ring, then turned to look at his son, "As for your test As a result, it can only be said to be barely qualified."

　　 The elf prince looked at his father, and suddenly felt that he seemed a little strange: "But it's not between us and the speaker..."

"If you want to be the ruler of Quel'Thalas in the future~www.wuxiaspot.com~Kael'thas, you must adapt and learn such compromise and balance." Anastria looked at her face. The incredible son sighed, "And the accident, just like this time, Aristophanes's strength far exceeds the imagination of Belovar and I. This accident adds a lot of variables to our plan."

Then the king's expression became solemn: "Of course, his strength has soared to be very unmagical. The information sent by the spies under Abbas indicated that there are no large arcane nodes in the Farstrider Fortress, and the spells in his hand It's so self-contained, which makes people very curious."

"what do you mean?"

"Next, I will continue to put pressure on the Farstrider Fortress," Anasteria said of his plan. "At the same time, I will use the council to weaken the connection between Windrunner and other ranger families. Let me see what he does. Is there something else in it."

"As for you..." Anasteria hesitated, and decided to keep Kael'thas away from Silvermoon City, "Kael'thas, let's go back to Dalaran. The current form of the kingdom is not suitable for you. And, after I clean them up, I will leave you with a clean and handy Quel'Thalas!"

Looking at Anasteria's hand on his shoulder, Kael'thas nodded. He thought that only in the human kingdom would there be so many twists and turns, but this experience did make him understand. a lot of.

　　 "I see, father." Kael'thas said firmly in his eyes.

　　 The father and son had a good time, no one noticed the green light flashing under Anastria's eyes.