I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

The next morning, the sunlight from Silvermoon City poured into the Sun Chaser's Court through the towering windows. The golden light reflected on the marble floor, making it look particularly solemn.

Wearing the robe of eternal light and holding the staff of perfect recovery, Alvin stood in the center of the royal court, accepting the summons of King Anasterian.

King Anasterian sat on his high throne, gazing sharply at Alvin.

Beside him stood several high elf nobles, including Duchess Marand, and several men in leather armor, probably ranger commanders.

Marland's gaze lingered on Alvin, looking meaningful.

"Mr. Irving,"

Anasterian spoke, his voice low and authoritative.

"I have decided to attack Zul'Aman. I will write a letter to King Terenas Menethil of Lordaeron, hoping that the Alliance can send reinforcements to join us in the attack."

"Your Majesty, I will deliver this letter to the capital of Lordaeron as soon as possible."

Anastasia nodded.

"very good."

"I noticed that you are wearing the Eternal Light Robe and the Perfect Recovery Staff. These should be treasures of the Starwish Family. I hope they can help you on your journey."

"Yes, I am very grateful to the Starwish family for their generosity,"

As Alvin spoke, he sent a grateful look to the Archmage Romanth beside him.

Duchess Marland walked forward with a smile, and the beautiful Quel'Thalas language floated out of her mouth like a song.

"Dear Mr. Alvin, I would like to extend an invitation to you. I hope you can return to Silvermoon City after all matters are concluded. I hope to have a more in-depth discussion with you regarding the priest profession."

Her eyes lingered on Alvin, whose plump figure made him look particularly charming.

He even emphasized the word "in-depth".

Everyone in the royal court chuckled, obviously noticing the Duchess's interest in Alvin. Even the king smiled meaningfully.

The lifespan of elves is very long.

Many elves gradually lose interest and passion in their long lives.

As a result, the elves' fertility rate is very low, and the country encourages everyone to have more children.

However, thousands of years have passed, and there are still too few new elves.

Therefore, this country actually encourages female elves with positive attitudes.

Looking at the look in Duchess Lass's eyes, Alvin's eyes almost popped out.

However, he felt the murderous cold gazes of the Xingyuan sisters behind him, and at least he did not behave in a disrespectful manner in front of the emperor.

"Duchess, I am very grateful for your invitation."

"But my first priority right now is to deliver the king's letter to the capital of Lordaeron."

The Duchess was not angry when she saw Alvin refuse. She just smiled gently and looked at Alvin with charming eyes, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if being rejected made her more interested.

King Anasterian nodded and turned to one of his attendants.

"Arrange for dragonhawks to escort Mr. Alwyn, and appoint Vereesa Windrunner as ambassador to Lordaeron."

A silver-haired woman in leather armor walked out of the crowd. Her emerald green eyes sparkled like emeralds. She was tall and had an elegant temperament.

She bowed slightly and was about to accept the order.

At this time, the great wizard Romanth stood up.

"Your Majesty, I think if an envoy needs to be sent, it would be better for my eldest daughter, Solanlian, to go."

"She is older and more mature, and is familiar with Pastor Irvin. She should be more confident about the mission."

Anasterian pondered for a moment, then finally nodded in agreement.

"Very well, let Solanlian go to Lordaeron as an envoy."

"Yes!"

Solanlian walked out of the crowd, expressed her willingness to accept the task, and then stepped aside.

Alvin glanced at Solanlian, only to see her standing there quietly with her head lowered, unable to see her expression.

He took another peek at Vereesa Windrunner, only to find that the female elf was also peeking at him. Vereesa blushed when she realized that she was being caught, and stuck out her tongue, looking very playful.

"I really can't understand why Starwish hates Windwalker so much. They are both beautiful girls."

Soon, the king handed the personal letter to Alvin, and he and Solanlian prepared to set off.

Romance and Calpurnia came to the city gate to see them off.

Caponia seemed a little reluctant. She gently held Alvin's hand, her tone tearful.

"Alvin, I really wish I could go with you."

"Don't worry, Nia. I will complete the mission as soon as possible and will meet you again when I return."

Romans stood aside with a complicated look in his eyes.

He sighed inwardly, thinking that if Alvin were a Quel'dorei, he would be happy to marry one of his daughters to him.

Unfortunately, he is just a human, and human lifespan is too short for them.

But Alvin didn't know all this, he was still focused on the journey that was about to begin.

Solanlian stepped forward.

"Let's get ready to go. I hope this mission goes smoothly."

She was wearing a gorgeous wizard robe. The main color of the robe was dark blue, and the edges were inlaid with golden runes. These runes shone mysteriously in the sunlight.

The cuffs and hem of the robe are embroidered with exquisite silver patterns, as if telling an ancient legend.

She wore a silver belt around her waist, with several magic charms hanging from it, swaying gently with her steps.

Behind her back was an exquisite staff.

A huge blue crystal is embedded in the top of the staff, and it seems as if countless stars are twinkling inside the crystal.

Alvin nodded, feeling that Solanlian was dressed a little too formally.

But think about it, he is the ambassador of Silvermoon City after all, and the elves have always been proud and arrogant, so wearing something flashy seems to be exactly their aesthetic.

Caponia ran to Solanlian, covered her ears and whispered to her.

But Solanlian's face darkened and she slapped her sister on the butt.

Caponia blushed and dared not speak, and Solanlian also blushed.

Alvin was curious about what the two sisters were talking about.

The time to say goodbye has finally arrived.

The two of them got on the dragon eagle. Amid everyone's farewells, the dragon eagle's wings fully spread and it quickly flew high into the sky, heading towards Lordaeron.

Alvin felt the wind whistling in his ears, and when he looked back, he saw that Silvermoon City had been left far behind.

Xingyuan's sister also turned into a small dot. She ran towards the direction of the dragon eagle, but suddenly fell down and then became completely invisible.

Solanlian's long green hair fluttered in the wind like a flowing emerald river.

The ends of the hair brushed against Alvin's face, and there was a faint fragrance that made Alvin's face itchy.

The dragon eagle flew over Eversong Forest, and the scenery below unfolded before their eyes like a beautiful painting.

The tall trees in the forest are lush and green, and the sunlight shines through the leaves, casting mottled shadows.

All kinds of exotic birds fly among the treetops, making melodious chirping sounds.

However, as the flight continued, the atmosphere between the two became somewhat awkward.

Unlike her younger sister, Solanlian, as the elder sister, has always ignored Alvin. Alvin is not used to being in such close proximity with the Quel'dorei female mage, and Solanlian also seems a little restrained.

The journey was quite long, and Alvin tried to find some topics to ease the awkwardness.

"Solanlian,"

Alvin spoke, trying to break the silence.

"how old are you?"

He regretted it after asking. Who would ask a girl’s age?

"1300 is old."

Solanlian said without turning around.

It seems that Quel'dorei women don't think age is a taboo. That's right, who makes them live so long?

"do you know?"

Alvin is looking for a topic again.

"There's a famous saying in our place: A woman three years older than a man will hold a golden brick; a woman thirty years older than a man will give him the kingdom; a woman three hundred years older than a man will get the elixir of immortality; a woman three thousand years older than a man will become an immortal. Hahahaha, haha..."

"Do you believe I'll throw you down?"