Sarlayan has been troubled by finding the faith to fight for a long time.
At that time, he had no clear goal that he was willing to work hard for, and the countless fights he fought were just to relieve his inner irritability and anxiety.
To put it simply, there is no thinking about it when fighting, and the body moves faster than the brain.
After experiencing countless experiences in adventure, the increasingly mature Sarlayan no longer worries about this problem.
To put it bluntly, his current belief is to protect, protect his family, protect his territory, protect his motherland, and protect Azeroth, which he and his family and friends rely on for survival.
To put it more bluntly, it means protecting everything you value.
Lyras's confusion is different from that of Sarlayan. He clearly knows his goal, but he is a little confused on how to achieve it.
The fundamental reason lies with Sarlayan and Valeera.
The little friends who once fought together have now become legendary heroes, count nobles of Quel'Thalas, and are well-known in Quel'Thalas and even throughout Azeroth.
Even being somewhat famous is a relatively modest statement.
Lylas does not think that his talent is worse than that of Sarlayan. He also knows that Sarlayan and Valeela's rapid improvement in strength comes from a lot of actual combat experience and many times struggling between life and death.
Lylas's philosophy is very clear. He wants to protect his mother and three sisters with his own strength, become the pillar of the Windrunner family, and become the pride of their hearts.
But Lyras fell into a misunderstanding. He paranoidly believed that to protect his family, he must stay in Quel'Thalas at all times, which was contrary to the travel encouraged by Sharlayan and Valeera.
The formation of this kind of idea cannot be entirely blamed on Liras himself. It was the special doting on him by Lireza and others that gave rise to this strange mentality.
To paraphrase the barrage saying, the person who unties the bell must also tie the bell.
The paranoid idea born from the doting of his family will ultimately have to be solved by Lylas's family, and Sarlayan and Valeela can only thread the thread between them.
"Let him go first. It's a rare trip out and let him relax."
There was a look of gloating on Sarlayan's face: "If my prediction is not wrong, it will not be so easy for this kid to imagine being as leisurely as he is now."
Valeela: "I feel like you are smiling like a villain now."
Sarlayan: "..."
[Damn, Valeela just made a comment casually, don’t go to the extreme of pretending to be paralyzed.]
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Kel'Thuzad's mage tower has a very simple appearance, not as eye-catching as the Phoenix Tower left by Kael'thas.
If it weren't for the height that was built according to the standards of the Archmage, this rather shabby-looking mage tower would have no distinctive features at all in Dalaran, a city of thousands of towers.
The door on the bottom floor of the mage tower was closed, and spell restrictions were specially set up on the door. Only two bored apprentices were guarding the door.
After two years, news related to Quel'Thalas is once again rampant within Dalaran.
This was done intentionally by Antonidas, deliberately promoting the cooperation between the high elves and Dalaran in preparation for re-establishing diplomatic relations with Quel'Thalas in the near future.
The more times rumors change hands, the more irrelevant the content becomes to the truth, and can even be described as outrageous.
Under the premise that Romans deliberately downplayed his presence, Sarlayan was naturally pushed to the stage by Antonidas.
Recently, in Dalaran's taverns, the news about the half-elf Earl has become increasingly outrageous.
Some people say that Sarlayan planted a towering tree in the sewers and sealed the demons hiding underground in the tree.
This rumor was probably spread by the high elves who were still living in Dalaran, referring to the deeds of Malfurion and Xavius.
Others say that Thalayan summoned meteorites to fall from the sky outside the city and smashed the demon into the bottom of Lake Lordamre.
These weird rumors made Sarlayan dumbfounded, each one more ridiculous than the last.
But becoming a celebrity in Dalaran is not entirely a bad thing, at least he can directly brush his face in many places.
Seeing two high elves walking side by side, the mage apprentice who was dozing with his staff was woken up by his companion shaking his shoulders.
"Hey! Look at that person! Could it be the half-elf Earl mentioned in the rumors?"
Thanks to the excellent genes inherited from his mother Inas, as a half-elf, Sarlayan's appearance is no different from that of a pure-bred elf, and he is even more masculine than the handsome and gentle male high elf.
The only difference that can be seen is that Sarlayan's elf ears are slightly shorter than those of purebred elves.
The sleepy apprentice immediately woke up and looked at the two people who were slowly walking towards the entrance of the mage tower with wide eyes.
"It really is……"
With the help of these two excited apprentices who volunteered, Kel'Thuzad, who locked himself in the tower to study in seclusion, soon received the news.
"High Elf?!"
Kel'Thuzad originally wanted to wave and say that no one was there, but after learning that the other party was from Quel'Thalas, his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees.
Knowing that a high elf wanted to have academic exchanges with him, Kel'Thuzad personally came to the ground floor after a long absence, rubbed his hands and eagerly greeted him.
Kel'Thuzad was stunned when he saw Sharlayan and Valeera's casual attire. He thought the visitors would wear more formal mage robes. After all, the reason for their visit was academic exchange.
However, Kel'Thuzad was not a person who adhered to vulgar etiquette. As long as this academic exchange could achieve his stated goal, dressing etiquette and the like didn't matter.
"Welcome, you two. I am Kirin Tor Councilor Kel'Thuzad."
After not going out for a long time, Kel'Thuzad had no idea about the identity of the two high elf visitors, and the apprentices did not dare to disturb him with gossip.
Sarlayan smiled and bowed slightly, and Valeera also raised her skirt and knelt.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Archmage Kel'Thuzad."
"I am Count Quel'Thalas, Sharlayan Deepshadow, and this is my companion Valeela Sangunar."
Since the identities of Valeera's members of the Backlighting Blade were not to be exposed, after the ceremony, she consciously stepped back half a step and stood next to Sarlayan, making it clear that she would give the control of the conversation to Sarlayan.
"count……"
A trace of doubt flashed in Kel'Thuzad's eyes.
Although he was not interested in the Kirin Tor Councilor's affairs, he still needed to obtain the necessary information due to his responsibilities.
There are not many count-level nobles in Quel'Thalas. In Kel'Thuzad's impression, there is no count family called Deep Shadow.
"Could it be that he is the heir to His Excellency Lord Verless Deep Shadow?"
Sarlayan smiled and explained: "Yes and no."
"Villes is my uncle, and my father's name is Julian Deep Shadow. Our line is a branch of the Deep Shadow family. My title of earl was awarded not long ago due to my merits."
"I guess identity has little to do with our academic exchanges, right?"
Kel'Thuzad looked at Sharlayan with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, but he didn't say anything and just nodded in agreement.
"Of course, you two distinguished guests, please come with me."
'A Earl who was awarded the title of Earl for meritorious service, has anything major happened in Quel'Thalas recently?'
…
After taking the two men to the living room, Kel'Thuzad, who didn't like being disturbed by others, pushed all the apprentices away.
This is exactly what Sarlayan wants.
"Master Kel'Thuzad, I don't like beating around the bush, so let's get straight to the point."
Sarlayan, who was sitting on the sofa, bowed slightly and lowered his voice and said, "I heard that you are studying psychic spells. I wonder what the current progress is?"
Kel'Thuzad's expression suddenly changed, and there was a sharp look in his eyes when he looked at Sarlayan.
"I heard? I wonder where your Excellency heard about it?"
Sarlayan smiled mysteriously: "I forgive my inconvenience to tell you the source of the information, and you don't have to be nervous. I have no intention of making irresponsible remarks on taboo research from a righteous standpoint."
Sarlayan stretched out his left hand in front of Kel'Thuzad, and the gray death power quickly gathered into his palm.
"this……"
Kel'Thuzad immediately forgot his previous caution and stood up from the sofa with a somewhat fanatical look and came over.
"Is this the pure power of death?! What on earth are you..."
Sarlayan smiled and shook his hands to dissipate the gray energy in his hands: "Didn't I tell you that this trip is for academic exchanges."
"Master Kel'Thuzad, now, can we officially begin?"