A city that shines with arcane brilliance all the time.
There was a smile on Modera's beautiful and gentle face. She looked at a caravan that was so exaggerated that it used magic carpets to transport goods, and she muttered.
Aitiesh radiated beside her.
"Dear Archmage..."
A bald human businessman smiled and bent down to salute her.
"I am the person in charge and general manager of the Lordaeron branch of the Ashvane Chamber of Commerce in Kul Tiras. There is a piece of goods for you here. Please sign for it!"
"OK."
An invisible hand took over the goods receipt form. Modera looked at it, and the expression on her face became softer.
Because the goods receipt contains a message from the person who sent the courier:
"My love, I have a nutritious delicacy for you. It can bring nutrition to you and our crystallization! by the barbarian in the forest"
She sweetly signed her name on it with a quill, but it was not Modera, but a civilized person from the city.
Sweet words can make a third party feel sick, but in the correspondence between her and her lover, they call each other these two names.
"Here you go." The invisible mage's hand returned the goods receipt to the human bald man's hand.
The human bald man took it, looked at it carefully, then nodded with satisfaction, closed it, and put it into his pocket.
There was no reason for him to be careless.
This transportation business is worth 2,000 Lordaeron gold coins, and is also related to the reputation of the Ashvane Chamber of Commerce.
When doing cross-border business these days, the most important thing is a good reputation.
Without a good reputation, those vulgar aliens will choose someone else. That will save Ashvane a lot of money!
"Thanks you……"
The human bald man politely gestured to her to check the goods, "In order to keep it fresh, we use special magic to keep it fresh, and at the same time deliver it to you as quickly as possible! I can guarantee that this whale shark tongue must be fresh.
!”
"Thank you." Modera looked at the gift from her lover, smiled lightly and thanked her.
But looking at this fresh one, it even looks like it has a big bloody tongue.
But she couldn't help but murmur in her heart:
As expected, he is a savage guy. After not seeing him for more than two months, he still gave me something like this as a gift.
What did he think I was?
Monster?
How can such a big tongue be able to finish eating?!
Maybe you can give some to the instructor.
Gina and Anna also gave them some food. They were still young and still growing.
Think about it this way.
Modera received her "delivery".
A spell was cast on the delicious food, and it was frozen instantly, which was much more effective than any preservation magic.
Modera waved her hand.
A huge whale shark tongue, almost the size of a house and frozen into ice, floated behind her, walking with her in the city of Dalaran, attracting surprised looks from many passing mages and residents.
Modera was a little embarrassed to be looked at like this. But considering that this thing was a gift from that guy and was worth a lot of money, she also wanted to show off.
In addition, after staying with him for more than two years, I have been more or less affected by his personality, and I don't care about the opinions of ordinary people and unrelated people.
She just drifted away like this.
Prepare to return to your place.
suddenly.
She frowned.
Looking at a certain location in Dalaran with displeasure.
"This is forcing me."
…
…
Half an hour ago.
Gina and Anna are in class.
The one giving the lecture was a Quel'dorei with a haughty but not rude expression and an impeccable appearance in the eyes of humans and elves.
"Arcane comes from order."
"So never forget!"
"Especially when you're casting spells!"
Quel'dorei's voice, with three green orbs floating behind him, was soft but penetrating, reaching the ears of every mage apprentice in the classroom.
"Order is the rule, and a stable order is a stable rule. The most important thing when casting a spell is stability, otherwise the backlash will engulf you!"
"Remember! Stability..."
He is still giving lectures.
Gina and Anna, like other mage apprentices, listened carefully, but the door to the next classroom was opened without warning.
A round-faced red-robed Dalaran mage stood outside the door with several Dalaran mages in blue robes.
The Quel'dorei mage who was giving the lecture looked at the door with his blue eyes displeased.
"I need an explanation." He said coldly, "Otherwise you will be hung on the street lamp outside, I promise."
"Your Highness."
The round-faced red-robed mage who took the lead at the door quickly took off his mage hat and saluted him.
"We are here to arrest the alien spies lurking in Dalaran under the orders of the Archmage Levia Lawrence and the Six-member Council member Dakarth Lonin!"
"Alien spy?" The high elf who was called His Highness was stunned for a moment, looked at the somewhat uneasy students in the classroom, and then sneered.
"There are all humans here. Only I am Quel'dorei, you mean me, the newest member of the Council of Six in Dalaran, the Crown Prince of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, the Prince of the Sun, the Archmage Kael'thas Sunstrider
Is he a spy?"
Following his sneer and words, a hot breath spread in the classroom. The temperature in the room was increased by the height. The round-faced mage and the blue-robed mage who were facing the aura of the archmage were so hot that they were sweating all over.
Expression of horror.
Facing an angry Kael'thas was like facing a volcano about to erupt.
"No, it's not you... no..." Kael'thas's mental field was too strong. The round-faced mage stepped back step by step, and the blue-robed mages were also a little frightened.
At this time, a calm and clear voice came in: "Your Highness, please calm down. Anthony is not talking about you." A tall girl with light hair walked in.
"Sir Lawrence!" the round-faced mage was overjoyed and hurriedly hid behind her to avoid Kael'thas's volcano-like mental field.
"Levia Lawrence." Kael'thas said with a calm expression. "Then you want to say that any of you human apprentices have dirty troll blood or stone monster blood?"
"No."
Levia Lawrence, the Kirin Tor Archmage, a talented human female mage.
"Human apprentices don't have spies. The spies are two trolls." She sneered and looked at the restless Gina and Anna, whose expression had turned cold.
"I have seen through your illusions! Trolls, show your true colors!" The Kirin Tor Archmage took out a spell book, pointed at Gina and Anna and shouted.
"Let's go! Use short-distance teleportation and go to the mentor!" Anna grabbed her panicked sister Gina.
"Oh...oh, okay!" Gina wanted to use the teleportation magic she was good at.
But the Archmage moves faster.
An invisible energy field had already covered them, and their magic failed in the energy field.
In the energy field.
Gina and Anna had painful expressions, phantoms appeared on their bodies, and the dispelling magic spell was used to remove the phantoms from them.
The spells that can be cast on them are personally cast by Bwonsamdi and Modera holding Atiesh.
Levia Lawrence cannot be stronger than those two, and she cannot remove the illusion spell on them.
However, the phantoms that Gina and Anna appeared in the energy field also proved that they were actually covered up by illusion magic.
It’s just that Levia Lawrence can’t undo it.
Levia Lawrence was surprised at first, then a little angry, and then a jealous expression flashed across her face.
Kael'thas, who was still very angry at first, saw this scene, his anger subsided, and his volcano-like mental field disappeared.
"They are really spies." Levia Lawrence said unwillingly. "But I cannot dispel their spell. Your Highness, perhaps you can dispel the illusion on them."
Kael'thas glanced at the twins in front of the painful expressions in the energy field and snorted: "I refuse!"
"Then I have no choice but to use violent means." Levia Lawrence ordered. "Anthony, go and arrest them and send them to the Violet Prison to wait for the parliament to be punished."
"As you command!"
The round-faced red-robed mage and the blue-robed mage wanted to take action.
next moment.
In the arcane radiance, Modera flashed out and focused her finger on the energy field that imprisoned the twin sisters, triggering the automatic defense of the energy field in an instant.
The barrier rose, but it was broken upon contact. Wherever Modera's thoughts went, arcane energy surged turbulently. Levia Lawrence's spell was like a bubble in the sun, which she burst with one finger.
"Levia Lawrence! What do you want to do to my student?!"
Modera pointed lightly, and two points of light popped up, falling on the foreheads of the twin sisters. Their changing figures stabilized, and their expressions became peaceful.
She looked at Levia Lawrence, and then, a spiritual projection like a lake came. Everyone present, except the troll twin sisters, seemed to be in water, with pressure coming from all directions squeezing their spirits.
Kael'thas frowned his long, thick eyebrows in surprise, and a fiery red mental field surrounded him, offsetting Modera's mental field.
"Some people think I don't care and want to play some tricks."
Modera looked at Kael'thas and nodded apologetically, "Your Highness, I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting her and the people behind her."
"I don't want to get involved with you and other human mages." Kael'thas said. "I will only sit on the sidelines and watch."
"Thank you." Modera said to him.
The next moment she stretched out her right hand towards the door, Atiesh glowed, the Titan's energy spurted out, and several arcane ropes flew out of her fingertips.
They had nowhere to hide within a square inch, and the arcane rope wrapped around their necks like a lightning silver snake.
Modera turned her palms up and held up her wrists. Regardless of men or women, including Levia Lawrence, the round-faced mages and the blue-robed mages were all grabbed by the throat and lifted into the air, as if they were hooked by iron hooks.
The living fish in the mouth, the muscles of the whole body are stretched into a strand, swinging up and down from left to right, but it can't break free no matter what.
There is a qualitative difference between archmage and non-archmage. Mages without spiritual realm cannot resist the unique spells of archmage.
But Levia Lawrence was also an archmage, and she couldn't struggle out. Not only the trapped Levia Lawrence herself was horrified.
Kael'thas, who was watching with cold eyes, also looked at Modera in surprise.
He couldn't control Levia Lawrence so easily.
"Arch Mage Modera, please be merciful. What you are doing is not in compliance with the laws of Dalaran and the Kirin Tor." With a shocking guess in his heart, Kael'thas said calmly next to him.
"Please summon the Council of Six."
Modera said to Kael'thas.
"A new tower shall rise in Dalaran. It shall be named after me, Modera Aztec."
