Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

　　 "Are you still carrying this?" Sylvanas asked with a smile.

　　 "You gave it to Ole, of course you have to bring it." Aristophane looked at the beautiful elf in front of him, unable to imagine what kind of suffering made her look like a ghost in later generations.

　　 Sylvanas patted him with satisfaction: "Very well, it seems you have a conscience."

　　 "...what does this have to do with conscience?" Aristophane was full of black lines.

　　 At this moment, a large firework exploded over their heads, shining brightly. Mars sparsely swept around, and then disappeared again. Immediately after Sylvanas cheered, one after another fireworks bloomed in the sky, and the elves of the fortress and its subordinates also arrived in the square one after another and began to watch the fireworks display.

　　 "Aristophanes, is this the idea you came up with? You're really amazing." Sylvanas looked at the celebrating crowd in the square with pretentious expression and turned to the elf next to her.

　　 "Of course," Aristophane stood behind Sylvanas, also looking up at the celebrating crowd in front of him, "When you come next time, it will definitely be more lively than it is now."

"....I made a decision!"

　　 "What did you decide again?"

　　 "When I pass the ranger trial, I will apply to be a ranger here with my dad!" Sylvanas said suddenly.

　　 "..." Aristophane raised his forehead, "You will pass the Alleria level first! I think she has to hang you up if she knows you want to come to such a dangerous place."

　　 "It's so annoying, how come the elves grow so slowly, I wish I could grow up quickly so that I can make my own decisions!" Sylvanas complained irritably.

　　 Aristophane looked at the elf in front of him amused, he still couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her hair: "Train well, sooner or later there will be a chance!"

　　 Early the next morning, Aristophane sent away the reluctant Sylvanas, and once again devoted himself to a series of affairs in the Farstrider Fortress.

　　 In the next half year, Aristophanes established a small experimental center at the location of the Morning Star Tower, with three laboratories for alchemy, enchantment, and forging, all of which Aristophane was good at.

Unlike the laboratories under the many mage spires in Silvermoon City, this small experimental center does not rely on the free magic power emitted by the sun well in the big enchantment, but directly connects the underground arcane nodes like those mage towers, which is convenient Aristophanes transforms energy.

　　 Although this node is far from the Sunwell, it is more than enough to support a small laboratory.

　　 In the Alchemy Lab, Aristophanes is studying the core of the water element.

"This water elemental core is really a perfect energy source. It is too wasteful to sell directly. But I don't know anything about arcane puppets and mecha power, and I can't develop it. Forget it, save it for a few days. Write to Liadrin and Elose and ask if they can help me get some information about arcane puppets."

　　 Soon, the letter he sent got a reply, and it was also Aristophanes acquaintance who came to deliver the letter.

　　 "Lor'themar, why are you?"

　　 "Ha, Aristophanes, I didn't expect it!" The young white-haired elf laughed and walked forward and embraced Aristophanes, "What a big business you have done!"

　　 "Average," Aristophane smiled and separated from him, "Why did you come here? Know that the road is not peaceful."

　　 "Entrusted," Lorthemar Theron said as he took out a cloth bag, "This is the puppet information you asked Liadrin and Elose to find for you."

　　 Aristophanes reached out and put down this space packet: "Thanks for your hard work, stay here tonight, please taste the top Farstrider wine."

　　 "Don't panic about this, I have another request."

"What?"

　　 "I want to stay here and join your ranger army." Lor'themar said.

　　 Aristophane looked at his friend, the later Lieutenant Farstrider, the Regent. He nodded: "Since it's decided, I will promise you, but life here is no better than Silvermoon City, and training is harder. I hope you can be prepared."

"no problem!"

Then Aristophane took Lorthemar Theron to the camp of the Ranger troops. Taranas was training with a small team. After seeing Aristophane walking in with an unknown elf, He let his team continue to train, and he walked towards Aristophanes.

　　 "Why are you free to come to the training ground today?" Taranas asked, "This is?"

"Introduce you, this is Lor'themar Theron, a good friend I met in Silvermoon City. Aqiang ("Call me Lor'themar!"), this is Taranas, a member of the Farstrider Fortress Ranger Unit Chief Military Officer."

　　 "Anubelore\'na, hello."

　　 "Sinua\'manore."

　　 "Okay, don't talk about it. Taranas, Lor'themar wants to join our ranger army, you see how to do it."

　　 Taranas looked Lor'themar up and down, and then nodded: "Yes, but you still need to be trained as a recruit to join the Ranger army."

　　 Aristophane nodded, and he turned to Lor'themar and said, "Aqiang, work hard, I can guarantee you will have a great time here."

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　　 Soon the second and third five-year plans are over, and Farstrider Fortress has become a veritable armed fortress.

　　 On a road inside the fortress, Aristophane met Lor'themar who was heavily armed and murderous: "Lor'themar, are you on duty today?"

　　 "Yes, Aristophanes, today it is our team's turn to conduct reconnaissance patrols." He replied.

　　 "Okay, pay attention to safety."

　　 The two said hello, and then they walked away from each other.

　　 "Tutor, is he the same Lorther Marcelon who single-handedly rescued a caravan of the Lyrs Chamber of Commerce from the troll two years ago?" a female elf who followed Aristophane asked curiously.

　　 "Yes, it is him." Aristophanes said, "No one thought he grew so fast. He is now the captain of a small team."

　　 "But I think you are better than your mentor!" Another female elf interrupted.

　　 "Okay, don't flatter me. Have I finished all the internship papers I assigned to you? You are the first batch of apprentices I received, and I will strictly require you both."

　　 "Completed the mentor!" The two replied in unison.

　　 "Let's go, I'll be in the lab soon, let me see how you are doing."

　　 Soon the three of them walked to the alchemy laboratory of the Morningstar Experimental Center, and Aristophanes took the paper handed out by the two and began to read it.

　　 The task he assigned to the two apprentices was to design a machine that could use the core of the water element. According to Aristophanes, the writing of these two papers is still relatively immature, but some ideas are already worth considering.

　　 "Cencelia, Lucia, your designs are very good this time. Okay, your internship period is over, and I will begin to officially teach you this school of magic."

　　 While Aristophane was teaching his apprentice, Lorthemar Theron's team was also attacked by a troll at the edge of the jungle.

"Kevin, Gail, a quick shot from the left half-high third! The remaining people are ready to burst arrows!" Lorthemar Theron looked at the group of trolls rushing out of the jungle and immediately gave orders, "Deborah, green Fireworks!"

Along with the shouts of the trolls "Tastingo!", a green firework flew into the sky, and a hundred war-ready rangers in the camp quickly armed and rushed out of the fortress under the leadership of the team leaders. The other elves are not surprised.

　　On the front line, Lor'themar took the lead in shooting the bursting arrow in his hand after three rapid shots from the hero. A "bang" sounded, and a dozen trolls suffered heavy losses in this shooting, but the remaining trolls bypassed the pit on the ground and rushed towards the rangers quickly.

"Free shooting!" Lor'themar Theron aimed at a red-haired troll rushing in front, and shot the arrow in his hand. The troll fell down, but soon other trolls took his place. .

　　 Originally, Lor'themar planned to continue shooting, but an axe flew towards him. Lor'themar had no choice but to jump backward and bend over to dodge, but while dodge, he also shot the arrow in his hand at the troll who threw the axe.

　　 The troll did not evade, and quickly pulled out the bone knife from his waist to accurately block his arrow, but his hand was trembling.

　　 Both their pupils shrank, and they both knew they had met a rival.

　　 Then Lor'themar pulled the bow again and pointed at the troll. The troll didn't dare to act rashly, clenching the bone knives and spears in his hands, and staring at him.

"I didn't expect that the long ears who came out on patrol today would have such a strong person," the hunter captain who attacked Aristophanes back then, who is now confronting Lor'themar, thought to himself. Retreated."

　　 Then he retreated in a troll language, and then the trolls fighting with the elves quickly got out of the battle and retreated back to the jungle, leaving only a dozen corpses on the ground.

　　 "That long ear, tell me your name!" Walgas yelled to Lor'themar in blunt Salas.

　　 "Lorthemar Theron, captain of the Dragon Squad, Ranger Force, Farstrider Fortress!"

"I am Vargas, the headhunter leader of the Darkpine tribe, remember this name, and I will take your head to God Loa soon!" After speaking, the troll hunter quickly disappeared in the jungle. between.

　　 After seeing the trolls retreating, Lor'themar prevented his subordinates from pursuing and cautiously stood in place to defend until the reinforcements arrived.

　　 "Lor'themar, are you okay!" As today's combat readiness officer, Kars quickly arrived on the battlefield with a hundred elven rangers.

　　 "It's okay, Kars." Lor'themar breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, "The trolls retreated."

　　 Kars left a part of the elves to continue on guard patrol, and Lorthemar Theron led the rest out of the battlefield and returned to the fortress.

　　 "I don't think things are right, Karls."

"what happened?"

　　 "I met an unusual troll today. He speaks Salas and also mentioned God Loa."

　　 "It's not a big deal," Kars said disapprovingly. "Some trolls do speak Salas. Loa is the belief of these beasts. It is normal to talk about it."

　　 "It's still different, Kars." Lor'themar looked solemn.

　　 "We have a fortress, and Aristophanes, the magister is here, don't worry." Kars was still careless.

After the two returned to the fortress, Lor'themar was still worried. After writing today's patrol report, he took it to find Taranas in person, and then the two went to the experimental center to find the apprentice Aristophanes.

"Well, you will first practice controlling the flow of arcane arts in your body according to the method I told you, and then proceed to the next step of learning. In addition, according to your interests, a small piece of land for you is ready. No matter what you plant, I will check it when the time comes, and there will be rewards for doing well."

　　 Then Aristophane sent away two apprentices, and in their curious eyes, they brought the waiting Taranas and Lorther Marcelon into the laboratory.

　　 "Lor'themar, didn't you go on patrol? Why did you come back so soon?"

　　 "He was attacked by a troll, and he said that he didn't feel right and he wanted to find you, so I brought him here." Taranas said.

　　 "That troll can speak Salas and is very strong. He said his name is Volgas and he will be back soon."

　　 Aristophanes thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Is that troll with blue hair, a short knife on his waist, and a bow?"

　　 "He has blue hair and a knife, but he doesn't hold a bow, but a spear."

　　 "Do you suspect that it was the troll who attacked us before?" Taranas said suddenly.

　　 "Yes, but after statistics, the frequency of troll attacks is indeed getting higher and higher, indicating that the current jungle can no longer satisfy their survival. If you plan to expand your territory, you must be mentally prepared."

　　 "Aristophane, I have an idea," Taranas said.

"You said."

"I want to mobilize a group of elite ranger fighters to form an army. The scale does not need to be too large. First, select fifty people, disperse them into the jungle, and then scout the movements of the trolls. The troll intelligence we can obtain now is really too little. ."

　　 "It seems that you are planning to activate that batch of equipment..."

　　 "Yes, I believe in your judgment. Since you think the war is approaching, then intelligence acquisition is necessary. We have more than enough defense and insufficient offense."

"Without getting information from the trolls, I'm afraid it may not be enough to defend." Aristophane said quietly, "We are developing, will the trolls stand still? I agree with your opinion in principle. What are you going to call the troops?"

　　 "Farstriders."

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　　Zu Aman.

　　 "Walgas, you are back."

"Dear Jagorakin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am ashamed. I still haven't found out the situation of the long ears. I only know that they have sufficient standing strength, and the support is very fast, and they are very strong. More combat effectiveness."

　　 "Thanks for your hard work, it doesn't matter if it's not enough, it is not our main direction in the future.

　　 With the help of the Zandalar priests, after ten years of development, our Darkpine tribe has occupied half of the ancestral Aman, and the number of tribes has reached 80,000, but the existing jungle can no longer support our continued expansion. "

　　 "Jagorasin, what do you mean?"

"We want to expand, and we naturally want war. The war fortress stuck in the north of the jungle is a huge threat, but it is too costly to destroy it. We must find a way to drag the long ears in the fortress, and then go west with all our strength. attack."

　　 "But to the west..."

　　"Are you worried about the temple with long ears?

　　 With the help of voodoo, the magic of the long ears will be greatly weakened; with the shelter of Loa, our warriors will move more quickly; with the blessing of the shaman, the earth will stand on our side.

　　 Do you think that two thousand troll warriors and two hundred priests of Loa's full-scale raid, with the combat power of about a thousand long ears in the west, can block our attack? "

　　 "No! But what should we do if the long ears fight back?"

　　 "Don't worry, according to their previous habit, when we have confirmed our attack and then sent troops to attack, we have already retreated to the jungle. If they dare to chase, what should I do without me teaching you?"

　　 "...your will, Jagorakin, all for the Zu Aman Empire!"

　　 "All for the Zu Aman Empire!"