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Chapter 124: The Elf Prince on Karazhan

Thrall took out a sharp dagger, and with a cruel smile, he was about to dismember King Saurfang himself.

Medivh frowned slightly. Thrall's accusation against Saurfang was quite suspicious. After all, the guardian Medivh ran away in front of Kel'Thuzad. In the concept of the strong being respected, this was a sign of cowardice.

Medivh raised his eyebrows, widened his eyes, and reprimanded Thrall loudly:

"You cruel beast, you still haven't put down your dagger."

"This ancient altar can communicate with the world of the Burning Legion. Saurfang is the experimental subject of the Burning Legion's orc transformation. His safety is related to the future of all orcs. Thrall, put Saurfang on the altar."

After being reprimanded by the Guardian, Saar was slightly dissatisfied and muttered not knowing what to say. However, he did not dare to disobey the Guardian's order and complied with it anyway. He picked up Saurfang who was about to die and threw him to the altar savagely.

above.

"Damn it, you stupid orc, you're going to get him killed. Saurfang will be very helpful to your cause."

Medivh guessed what Thrall was thinking. When he heard that Saurfang had been transformed by the Burning Legion, he felt a little uncomfortable. This was due to jealousy.

Saurfang was lying on the altar. The altar glowed with green light. The power of evil energy enveloped his whole body. Saurfang's injuries were gradually recovering.

Saurfang has always repaired his body in this way.

Seeing that Saurfang was about to recover, Medivh snorted. He was in a bad mood. He kept a cold face and teleported directly back to Karazhan without saying anything.

Medivh first went to the basement to take a look at the slowly rotating pool of evil energy, then went up to the observatory on the top floor to look at the sky last night, and then entered the arcane node observation room to check whether the collected arcane energy was stable.

He went to the stables to look at his beloved horse Midnight, and went to the balcony to be intimate with his flying mount Nightmare.

Finally, I checked the program list of the opera house. There were still a few old performances, and the new opera had not been rehearsed yet.

After finishing all the work as usual, Medivh strolled to the library, poured himself a glass of plum brandy, found the book he had not finished last time, and read it with gusto.

Medivh was reading a book carefully, and he was also listening carefully.

I listened carefully and waited patiently for a while, but there was still no sound.

That familiar, painful scream disappeared today.

Medivh's face darkened, and his mood was particularly gloomy. There were too many things that went wrong today. He put down "The Secrets of Tyrande and the Tiger" in his hand and rang the butler's bell with an unhappy expression.

The butler Moros, who was wearing a red worsted attendant's uniform and a black eye patch, knocked lightly on the door and walked in quietly.

"Moros obeys your call, Lord Astral Mage."

"Why didn't you entertain our distinguished guests, Moros, don't tell me you were lazy." Medivh asked very unhappy.

Moros hesitated for a moment and said slowly:

"Master Astral Mage, you know that I am very keen to entertain that young guest. Heck, he is a high elf, maybe older than my grandfather's grandfather. Okay, I digress, as usual this morning

While entertaining our distinguished guests, I heard him utter..."

Moros thought for the right word: "A euphemistic scream."

"A euphemistic scream?" Medivh thought for a while, stroking his forehead: "You mean moaning, right?"

"Yes, yes, moaning is more appropriate. After careful observation, I found that my hospitality can bring some special pleasure to the guests. I went to the library to check. Similar symptoms are not uncommon among high elves.

.Guests have been hiding their hobbies from us, which is very rude behavior."

"This is really sad news."

Medivh stood up and said calmly: "Let's go and meet our distinguished guest."

The elf prince Kael'thas is currently tied to a cross stake, with his brilliant blond hair hanging loose, and he is completely naked except for a piece of cloth around his waist and a whip soaked in water next to him. On his smooth and delicate skin, he can see

There was less than the slightest trace, because every time he received a warm "reception", Experimental Subject No. 01 would treat his injuries.

As the prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas was treated like this because of his troubles.

That year, little Loli Jaina came to Dalaran and became a disciple of the great magician Antonidas. Her complexion was like apple blossoms, her clear and clean eyes, and especially the salty fish smell unique to the seaside kingdom of Kul Tiras.

, which immediately attracted Prince Kael'thas.

Kael'thas tried his best to get close to Jaina, but unfortunately the little lolita Jaina didn't dare to be interested in this super weird guy who was hundreds of years older than her. This aroused the desire to conquer, and the handsome Kael'thas

In the prince's hundreds of years of searching for flowers and willows, he rarely experienced failure.

After getting to know her, Kael'thas learned that Jaina's purpose in coming to Dalaran was to get gold. Being a Dalaran magician would greatly increase her worth, allowing her to marry better, and maybe marry a prince.

indefinite.

In fact, Jaina's magic talent is very poor, and it is difficult for her to graduate as a magic apprentice. She has been troubled by this.

In order to win the beauty back, Kael'thas temporarily lost his mind and stole the secret method passed down by his family. This is the secret that makes the Sunstrider Court stronger than other high elves. It is similar to the power of the guardian Medivh.

Kael'thas's strength was pretty good, but his reserve of magical knowledge was very limited. He couldn't figure out how to use the secret technique correctly because he had stolen it, and he didn't dare to ask the professionals at home for advice.

Kael'thas thought of a colleague, Kel'Thuzad, who was also a member of the six-member Council of Mages.

Kel'Thuzad was an anomaly in Dalaran. He always had a stern face, as if everyone owed him a million gold coins. He rarely saw anyone except staying in the laboratory. He was so cool that he had no friends.

special existence.

Unlike most Dalaran archmages who came from noble families, Kel'Thuzad came from an extremely humble background.

He was born into an ordinary Hillsbrad farmhand family. His parents made a living by renting land from local lords. They were very simple farmers in Lordaeron. Kel'Thuzad's performance in Dalaran was mediocre when he first arrived, but he

The spirit of hard work is admirable. With the accumulation of knowledge, I finally started to stand out when I was very old.

Each of the six members of Dalaran's mage council has its own merits. For example, Antonidas is good at dancing and can get both sides of the situation, Krasus is the consort of the Red Dragon Queen, Kael'thas is the elf prince, and Kel'Thuzad can achieve this status by relying on

He has profound knowledge and strong practical ability.

Kael'thas felt that Kel'Thuzad, who had no friends, should be very reliable, so he humbly asked him for advice.

Kel'thas lived up to Kael'thas's expectations and quickly figured out the principles of the secret method. Kael'thas used this as a reason to approach Jaina. But before he could get what he wanted, a shocking news came.

information.

Guardian Medivh was defeated by Kel'Thuzad.

So, on a dark and windy night, in a luxurious manor in the Kingdom of Auckland, in the warm bed of a beautiful lady, the naked Prince Kael'thas was brought to Dalaran by Medivh. (Unfinished)

to be continued)


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