"Is this the secluded place you chose for Med'an, the so-called kingdom of the kobolds?" A thin and stooped man wearing a gray cloak said in an old and sharp voice.
A finger came out, and there was a glove on the hand.
"Yes!" Medivh, who was wearing a black cloak, said softly. Although he heard the undisguised disdain in the old voice, he really had no reason to be angry with the old man.
Using the mages' unique "teleportation technique", he was teleported directly from the secluded mountain cave by the dark lake in the Stonetalon Mountains to the hillside east of Rolling Rock Castle. Medivh looked at the slightly weird small town in the distance.
, and didn’t say much.
The person wearing the gray cloak is Merry Winterwind, one of the founders of the Tirisfal Council established by the intelligent races of Azeroth to protect the world from demonic invasion and corruption. Three thousand years ago, humans fought against the forest trolls.
A legendary human archmage who sacrificed his life and was resurrected as an undead soul.
More than ten years ago, the orcs were bewitched by Kil'jaeden the Deceiver, the commander of the Burning Legion and the lieutenant of the fallen bronze titan Sargeras. They built the Dark Portal and prepared to invade the world of Azeroth.
As Kil'jaeden's confidant, the warlock Gul'dan actually controls the leadership of the orcs. He sent the female assassin Garona, a hybrid of orcs and draenei, as a member of the advance team to Karazhan and Medi.
Wen got in touch.
It was at that time that Merry Dongfeng, who was the teaching mage of the human magic city-state Dalaran, met Garona and established a friendship with this hybrid assassin.
When Garona and Medivh's son was born, the female assassin entrusted Med'an to the only human she could trust, or in other words, the only intelligent race individual she could trust in the world of Azeroth, which was Merry Winterwind.
Merry Dongfeng didn't know who the father of this child was, but out of trust in his old friend, he had been living in seclusion in the eastern part of the Dusk Forest with Med'an.
It wasn't until the man in front of him who was rumored to have been killed by his apprentice and his friend appeared that Merry Dongfeng was surprised to learn that Med'an was actually Medivh's son.
In fact, Merry Winterwind was not willing to follow Medivh to the continent of Kalimdor, but he learned that the orcs had once again launched a war to liberate their imprisoned companions, and that Gul'dan's men had noticed Med'an.
existence, he reluctantly agreed to Medivh's request.
Of course, there is another reason why he really couldn't defeat Medivh. As the last guardian of the Parliament of Tirisfal, Medivh's soul was once possessed by the fallen titan Sargeras, so even though he was "resurrected", or was
Not long after Aegwynn called back from the astral plane, Merry Winterwind was still no match for Medivh.
Medivh said that he had completely sobered up, and he hoped to atone for his sins and do his little bit for the world that he had destroyed. Considering Med'an's safety, Merry Winterwind finally agreed to Medivh's request.
But seeing the valley in front of him, the tall and strong tauren, the harpies flying around with wings, and the short kobolds, barely as tall as the dwarf race, he suddenly felt ridiculous.
Medivh said that he had found the Messenger of the Holy Light on the continent of Kalimdor, a person worthy of entrustment, but he was actually hiding among the kobolds!
Next to him was a relatively short figure, also wearing a black cloak. That was Med'an, the son of Medivh and Garona. Med'an did not like the sudden appearance of his father, and he had already respected him from
He knew everything his father had done to the world from his master, which he still could not accept.
So all the way across the ocean from the Eastern Kingdom, Med'an never wanted to say a word to this so-called father. In his long sixteen years of life, he had never felt the love from his father, and the weird temperament
Meili Dongfeng is the real father figure in his heart.
"As guests, we should respect the owner here. Sir, please come with me!" Medivh said respectfully to Merry Winterwind. He glanced at his son carefully and found that Med'an turned his head to one side, so
He sighed slightly.
Three humans suddenly appeared in the canyon. The patrolling kobold garrison quickly discovered them and surrounded them vigilantly. Medivh did not speak, but lightly moved his staff.
Prell, who was directing his men to arrange the busy arrangements outside the meeting hall, suddenly noticed something, so he turned his head and looked east. Then he waved vigorously, greeted Lexa who was not far away, and hurriedly walked towards
Come from outside the castle.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Medivh!" Prell bowed slightly, and then he looked at the man hidden under the gray cloak: "The legend of mankind, the hero of the Troll War, Mr. Merry Winterwind
, your arrival has made the Thresh Kingdom flourish!"
Naturally, he spoke Goblin language. Medivh and Merry Winterwind both spoke the common language of the continent, but Med'an had not learned Goblin language yet, so he muttered something.
Prell frowned because Med'an actually mentioned his height, and his tone was full of disdain. Med'an naturally used authentic human language, and it is the most authentic human language commonly used in Dalaran.
There is no dialect at all, and it doesn't look like the dialect of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
"Well, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Med'an!" Speaking fluent human language, Prell took the initiative to extend his hand. Med'an looked at Prell's hand, his face was covered by the cloak, and looked at
There was no expression on his face, but Merry Dongfeng coughed slightly, so he reluctantly stretched out his hand and shook Prell's hand.
Prell waved his hand gently and surrounded him with muskets. The trembling patrols finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly retreated.
Whether it is Medivh, Merry Winterwind, or even Med'an's aura is too strong, two powerful human mages, one is extremely talented, and possesses humans, orcs, draenei, and even a trace of corruption.
The boy with Titan blood was able to hold on until Prell arrived without escaping. The performance of the kobold patrol members was already very good.
Merry Dongfeng looked at Prell carefully, and suddenly opened his cloak, revealing the pale, dry face as if the skin was completely attached to the skull, and said: "Then, you are who Medivh said.
The favored one of the Holy Light, a kobold prophet who pretends to be a ghost?"
Prell frowned, then laughed: "I am indeed the favored one of the Holy Light, but I am not a prophet, and I never pretend to be a ghost. Moreover, my name is Prell, and I am the great chief of Thresh Kingdom.
, and also Medivh’s friend!”
Prell has never had the idea of looking up to this group of intelligent racial individuals who are at the top of the world's power in Azeroth. Since meeting Lexa and Lao Chen, he has woken up from the initial great excitement.
.
Merry Dongfeng laughed, and his laughter was like a bellows exposed to the wind: "Holy Light? I only know that priests will use some rough Holy Light power, and those in the Kingdom of Lordaeron who claim to be Holy Light
Knight guys, their power is rougher. Being able to use the Holy Light does not necessarily mean that you are favored by the Holy Light, young man!"
Prell glanced at Medivh and found that the most powerful mortal race mage didn't say anything, so he raised his hand and used level 3 "Exorcism", and a white holy light fell on Merry Winter Breeze.
on the head.
Merry Dongfeng reacted very quickly. A faint light suddenly shone on his body, and then he laughed: "Is this the holy wrath of the priests? Haha, the paladin doesn't know his own spells.
Is this what the Paladin does?"
Obviously, in order to take care of Med'an, he has lived in seclusion in the Dusk Forest for too long and is no longer aware of the changes in the outside world. The Holy Light and his mana shield are constantly eroding. Although they are constantly weakened, there is still a faint light falling.
on his forehead.
With a "bang" sound, Merry Dongfeng jumped back in embarrassment, and a puff of white smoke rose from his forehead. Prell laughed loudly: "This is the power of the Holy Light!"
"Exorcism (Level 3): Causes 270 points of sacred damage to non-order creatures. Non-order creatures include undead, demons and other chaotic creatures. It consumes 90 mana points, casts instantly, and has a 1-minute cooldown."
Like Medivh, Prell is also unable to use the "Eye of Observation" to view Merry Winterwind's personal status and attributes, even Med'an. Obviously, Med'an was manipulated by Medivh or Merry Winterwind.
He has used some kind of anti-detection spell. As for Merry Dongfeng himself, he should be so powerful that even the "Eye of Observation" cannot detect it.
After all, Merry Winterwind is an undead creature shaped and resurrected by magic, and is naturally a "non-order creature". Although the damage caused by Prell's third-level exorcism to him is almost negligible, the Holy Light and the mana in his body
The impact between them still shocked Meili Dongfeng.
"Okay, boy, I admit that your attainments in Holy Light are extraordinary, but I always feel that arcane magic is the most powerful force!" Merry Dongfeng was not angry because of Prell's small spell.
His words also made Medivh nodded slightly.
"Damn it, I don't want to talk to you magicians!" Prell was envious and jealous in his heart. He had always wanted to become a magician, so he complained in his heart and laughed dryly.
"Today is such a good day! Our kingdom of Thresh has just welcomed a group of mountain giant companions, and it is such an honor to have three more great ones come here!" Noticing Rexxar's fighting stance, Prell hurriedly
Quietly he waved his hand.
He doesn't think that he and Rexxa are the opponents of the three people in front of him, or in other words, one Merry Winter Wind is enough to deal with him and Rexxa. After all, Master is fighting a violent battle with pets and a skill with a slightly longer cooldown.
Paladin, it couldn’t be easier!
"Here, please, three distinguished guests! We in the Kingdom of Thresh are preparing to celebrate the arrival of the New Year tonight, and you are also welcome to come!"
Prell enthusiastically led the way. Of course, his enthusiasm was not only because Medivh, Merry Winterwind and Med'an were noble and powerful, but the main reason was because of the gift Medivh "gave" to him.