Under the leadership of Moros, the group walked through the twists and turns of the stairs to the second floor. After avoiding the attack range of several ghost visitors, Moros said:

"In front is the Opera House, where the soul of Barnes lives. Only through there can we enter the library area."

Khadgar frowned and said, "Who is Barnes?"

"The master used to love opera. The artist Barnes is the ace actor in the theater. He can play any role." Moros smiled and said: "But then he lost the Orb of Deception under my curse, hum. No one can do it."

Compete with me for favor in front of the master!"

(Note: The Orb of Deception is a transformation prop)

Jin Di couldn't help but said: "The next few sentences are completely redundant! Don't say such dark things in your heart!"

Tess also said angrily: "You are basically a gay pervert, right? You have a crush on Medivh, right?"

Jindy suddenly asked: "What is a gay?"

Tess immediately blushed, thinking hard about how to teach the child bad things, so she bit the bullet and said blindly: "A gay is a big man with a solid foundation and strong magic power!"

Khadgar waved his hand repeatedly to stop their discussion, and asked Moros: "Why did Mr. Medivh give up his hobby of opera later? This opera house has been abandoned since I came to Karazhan."

"It was an accident that caused all the guests and actors who came to the party-" Moros said as he walked. Before he could finish his words, he took a step and saw the surrounding scenery change instantly, and the corridor in front of him turned into a hall.

. Several curved tables are distributed around an unlit brazier. The tables are full of astrolabes, celestial models, notebooks, world maps and other tools. At a glance, you can tell that the owner here must be a great scholar with extensive knowledge.

"Is this a dream?" Everyone was shocked.

It was Khadgar who was the first to react: "It is an illusion, a special scene born from the distortion of Karazhan's magic power. In a sense, it is also a curse here. Various scenes of the past, present and future will emerge here."

Moros also said: "Looking at the circumstances, this illusion seems to have occurred in the observatory upstairs. The people involved may include you and me?"

He was indeed right. Soon, three figures appeared in the illusion. One of them was wearing a butler's uniform and was obviously the former Moros. Next to him was a young man with bright and clear eyes. His back was to

Standing next to the two of them was a middle-aged man with long ponytail hair. He was tall and wearing a mage's robe, and his whole face was full of wrinkles and fatigue.

"That young man is who I was back then." Khadgar explained: "The one wearing the mage robe is naturally Teacher Medivh."

It was the first time for the four members of the mercenary team to see Medivh's appearance, and they were immediately attracted by him. Medivh's facial features looked ordinary, but when combined together, he looked extremely extraordinary.

Leave a lasting impression.

Med'an looked at his deep and vast emerald green eyes under his thick black eyebrows, and seemed to see the endless knowledge and majestic power contained in the guardian's mortal body. In just a brief moment of contact, he fell in love with Medivh.

A sense of awe and a faint sense of intimacy.

Jin Di was even more stunned. Is this the legendary most powerful magician in the entire continent? Only with such a grace can he be worthy of the name of guardian!

There was a conversation taking place in the illusion at this time, which looked like Medivh was giving Khadgar a verbal test.

"That's a good answer to the question just now." Medivh's illusion said: "Then how much do you know about me?"

Young Khadgar seemed a little embarrassed. He considered his words for a while before stammering: "Several archmages of the Kirin Tor respect you very much."

Medivh was not polite and interrupted directly: "It's nonsense."

Khadgar quickly changed his perspective: "You are a powerful independent mage. It is rumored that you are the personal advisor of Storm King Llane Wrynn."

"Well, I'm right this time." Medivh nodded: "Lian and I are personal friends. We have been close friends since we were young."

"Besides..." Young Khadgar pondered: "There seems to be nothing special about you. I mean there is no evidence to explain their respect for you."

"And fear!" Medivh added haughtily: "And maybe jealousy."

"Looking back at these conversations now, the teacher is really thick-skinned!" The white-haired Khadgar couldn't help complaining: "But he deserves it all - respect, fear and jealousy, he deserves it all.

"

"Of course he deserves it!" Moros looked proud. He looked at Medivh with eyes full of love, as if he were looking at his own child.

The phantom conversation continued. Young Khadgar gradually became excited: "But I didn't find anything. You don't seem to have done anything sensational?"

He looked at Medivh, who looked serious, and suddenly felt guilty. He also used more tactful words and added: "I mean, the things you did are not big enough for me to find out."

"Huh?" Medivh's expression became more serious.

"Uh, that's not right!" Khadgar became more and more flustered: "I mean, the things you did were too small to be recorded!"

Medivh's face became increasingly ugly: "Give you another chance to reorganize your language!"

"You are so great that the scribes dare not take it upon themselves to record what you have done." Khadgar finally made up a passable reason.

"It's really hard for you!" Jindi commented mercilessly to old Khadgar.

"Yes, the teacher is not easy to communicate with." The white-haired Khadgar wiped his sweat and said with a guilty conscience, "It is quite difficult to get along with him."

Jin Di curled his lips and said contemptuously: "It's not that it's difficult to get along with him, it's just that your flattering posture is very difficult."

The white-haired Khadgar suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his chest, feeling heartbroken!

Young Khadgar's situation wasn't much better either. He continued to introduce the information he had with trepidation: "You were born into a family of mages. Your father, Nielas Ellan, is a royal mage in the Kingdom of Stormwind. Your mother, Aegwynn, may be

Is it a nickname? Because I have seen this title appear repeatedly for at least eight hundred years. You grew up in the Kingdom of Stormwind and met King Llane and Lord Lothar. I can't find out anything else."

"Your information is well organized. It seems that I can leave some of the work of archiving books to you." Medivh praised: "But you made a mistake. Aegwynn is not a title, it is my mother's name."

Khadgar cautiously asked: "So there should be many Aegwynn in history? Is it a surname?"

"There is only one Aegwynn." Medivh said solemnly: "When I was born, she was at least 755 years old -"

Before he finished speaking, the illusion gradually faded until it disappeared. Only then did everyone realize that they were still in the original corridor.

"If Khadgar hadn't introduced this matter before, it would be hard for me to imagine the existence of a 700-year-old grandmother." Tess said with emotion: "The guardian of the previous generation lived so long, how powerful her magic power must be, and Maddie

How powerful will Wen be? If we can resurrect them, defeating the tribe and rebuilding the alliance won't be a dream!"

Khadgar coughed a few times and said: "I want to correct some of your mistakes. Only teacher Medivh can use the word resurrection. Aegwynn is not dead yet..."

"Then she...is over 800 years old?" Tess was shocked again, and her world view was about to be refreshed again.

"So if you want to be successful, if you want to rebuild the alliance, you must work hard to create it with your own hands. How can there be any reason to place hope on an eight-hundred-year-old man?" Tailan shook his head: "Respect the elderly!"
Chapter completed!