"Hello, Miss Blue Dragon." Modera, who had returned to human form and looked no different from a young human girl, was talking to Stellagosa.
"As you can see. I am Modera Aztec, the wife of Tonatiu. At the same time, I am also a Kirin Tor mage and a councilor of Dalaran. This is my identity."
The once immature mage girl seemed to have matured a lot overnight after becoming a mother.
The intrigue between the Kirin Tor and the human world is most likely the cause of her growth.
"I'm not saying this to show off, or to prove anything to you. I just want to say... Tonatiu and I have known each other since a long time ago. We have known each other since he was the chief of a barbarian tribe.
"
After Modera took a deep breath, she stretched out her hand toward Little Xingxing, whose expression seemed a bit baffling:
"Here, I would like to invite you. Invite you to join my mage tower, and invite you to become my staff. Ms. Stella Gosa, are you willing?"
in the room.
The little star Stellagosa sat at the bottom, next to two troll twin girls with curious expressions.
The first one is Modera.
There is also a cradle floating in the air. Next to the cradle is a staff protecting the cradle. Lying in the cradle is a baby that is a bit large compared to a human baby.
Facing Modera's invitation.
Stella Gosa was completely hesitant.
This is not the time when the Demonic Nexus has been breached and the Blue Dragon clan has given up on itself.
Before the fall of Malygos, the blue dragons were extremely reserved and proud in their arcane arts and spells.
They believed that even the former Kaldorei Empire was not worth mentioning compared to them.
Although little Xingxing is simple and kind-hearted, she still has a blue dragon head, and she grew up among a group of blue dragons.
I also hold the mentality of blue dragons that "when it comes to understanding and using magic and arcana, you are all scum".
Now a blue dragon, even a young one who is not yet underage, is to serve as an adviser to a human mage.
Her blue dragon's dignity and reserve are somewhat unacceptable.
He seemed to see her hesitation.
Or maybe it's just to show off your skills.
Modera smiled slightly.
Her white and delicate hands suddenly began to make gestures in the air. As her slender jade fingers shook, the magic power poured out and was outlined in the living room into a complex and exquisite magic circle.
She blinked her lips rapidly and recited a magic spell.
Arcane answered her call.
In just a few breaths, she opened her beautiful blue eyes wide and tried to identify the small stars in the magic circle drawn by Modera with her fingers.
His blue eyes suddenly widened.
Because Modera does not use the staff as a medium, but uses her fingers to use the most difficult space spell in arcana to master out of the air: [Group Portal]!
"Is there any blue dragon that can open the portal like me?" Modera asked her with a smile.
Little Xingxing shook her head blankly.
Blue dragons have powerful talents in arcane magic, which is the authority granted by the Titans.
But they are not omnipotent in terms of magic and secrets. Among them, portals and space spells happen to be the areas where blue dragons are weak.
This may be related to their individual strength, because the more powerful individuals and bodies want to pass through the portal, the difficulty and consumption will increase exponentially.
The smaller mortal races are more capable of making achievements in portals and space spells.
Modera said directly: "Join my mage tower and become my staff. The secrets of magic and arcana of the Kirin Tor and humans will be revealed to you. And don't you think that, as a blue dragon, you have no experience in Daala?"
Better to keep an eye on Dalaran."
Little Star opened her mouth.
She was tempted.
The magical secrets of humans and blue dragons have a certain appeal, but Modera's next sentence attracts her even more.
Monitor Dalaran.
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It was another night of intense collision.
In the dead of night, Modera panted and closed her eyes to rest from exhaustion.
Tonatiu breathed a sigh of relief.
He glanced at the loyal dog Atiesh not far away. With him there, he didn't have to worry about little Maisili hearing any bad sounds.
Three days have passed since he reunited with Modera. During these three days, Tonatiu spent most of the day at the beach.
He wants to establish a stronghold here, and apart from the poor mages under Modera, the most direct force he can use is the murlocs.
Anyway, he already had experience in the operation. Tonatiu also copied a method similar to Fitz's on the Broken Fin Murloc side.
Transformation and missionary work, the only imperfection is that there is no fish-man subordinate as good as Fitz.
As a result, he had no choice but to go into battle himself and find a way to start the farming construction of the fin-shattering murlocs.
Facts have proved that I am not really good at specific matters. In three days, in addition to appointing a murloc chief and cultivating Finley Mogton with divine blood, I also used brute force to threaten and intimidate more than a dozen people nearby.
Fishman tribe.
Order them to submit to the Shatterfin Murlocs, or else they will die.
In this way, the results were still average. It made Tonatiu doubt himself.
In the end, he gave up the idea of doing it himself, and decided to quickly cultivate a murloc leader, and indirectly control the fin-shattered murlocs through the murloc leader.
Finlay Mogton is a good choice, but unfortunately he is still a tadpole. It will take him half a year to become a fish-man, and even five years to become an adult.
Even with divine blood, it would probably take two to three years.
Murlocs like Fizz are rare to find. His mental will is so strong that it may be difficult to find another Murloc like him in Azeroth.
It was a murloc that could be caught ashore, sent to a ghost place like Gadgetzan, and go without water or soaked in water for several days without dying.
On the Broken Fin Murloc side, Tonatiu could only rely on the Murloc Mage for the time being.
Fortunately, although its strength is average, it is smart enough, has always yearned for civilization, and has a good relationship with Modera.
Tonatiu asked him to temporarily manage the Shatterfin Murlocs and wait for the growth of Finley Mogton. Modera also needs to take action as soon as possible.
Quietly looking at the white moonlight shining on the window sill, Tonatiu thought about his thoughts.
suddenly.
In Tonatiu's retina, a system prompt message popped up:
【Ding!】
[The host requires the monitored believers to pray, there is a red emergency]
[Recommended for hosts to view]
Tonatiu was stunned.
This was indeed set by him.
Ever since the incident involving the couple Du En and Eisen happened, Tonatiu has asked the system to monitor sufficiently devout and outstanding believers when they are in great crisis or in need of help.
The system needs to pick them out and help if it can. If it cannot help, let yourself know.
This brought a lot of work to Tonatiu. At least before he went to bed every night, it would take more than an hour from then on to deal with these matters picked out by the system.
However, this is the first time that the system pops up automatically.
