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

As they spoke, they glanced at the confused Akalitasa.

The girl's eyelids were obviously twitching, and she yawned from time to time.

Only then did Alvin notice that it was already past the children's bedtime.

Solanlian also noticed her tiredness.

"It seems she is too tired. Let her rest first."

"Yeah, she really needs some rest."

As the two were talking, Akalitasa had already fallen asleep curled up on the bed.

Her breathing became steady and the look of fear on her face gradually disappeared, leaving her looking calm and peaceful.

"We have to go to the palace tomorrow morning, so you should get some rest and don't delay tomorrow's important work."

Alvin said softly.

Solanlian nodded, and the two of them tiptoed out of the girl's room and closed the door.

She looked back and confirmed that Akalitasa was sleeping peacefully before leaving with peace of mind.

When he returned to his room, Alvin felt a wave of fatigue coming over him.

After a whole night of tossing and turning, Alvin was exhausted due to running out of mana four or five times.

But being able to drink water from Solanlian's palm is still worth the price of admission.

Thinking of this, Alvin laughed foolishly.

After wiping his face with a towel, Alvin lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

But he suddenly thought of the handle of the Dark Empire Blade he had just won from Depp.

He leaned against the head of the bed, took out the knife handle from the package, and played with it in his hand.

The hilt looks ancient and mysterious, engraved with complex runes and emitting a faint glow.

Alvin didn't know why the priest's artifact was broken into pieces, but he could still feel the enormous power contained in it.

He urged the flow of magic power, trying to feel the magical power contained in the hilt, but to no avail.

"This hilt does possess immense power, but why can't it resonate with my magic web?"

Alvin muttered to himself. He tried to use divine energy to connect to the hilt of the knife, but it felt like there was an invisible barrier between them and he could not touch the power within.

Forget it, let’s go to bed first!

Just as he was about to put down the hilt of the knife and go to sleep, he suddenly remembered that this knife was originally a shadow priest's artifact, and perhaps it should be activated by shadow magic.

I had been using divine energy just now, so naturally there would be no resonance.

"That's really stupid,"

Alvin patted his head lightly.

"Using sacred magic to activate the shadow artifact, what was I thinking? What a stupid mistake!"

Alvin did what he said and quickly activated the shadow magic.

He closed his eyes, his hands trembling slightly, and shadow energy gathered at his fingertips, forming a ball of black and purple light.

The light seemed to have life, flowing slowly and emitting a mysterious and strange aura.

When the shadow energy at his fingertips touched the hilt, Alvin felt a strong vibration.

His power seemed to have some connection with the power of the hilt, but it felt like there was an endless void between the two.

He exerted all his strength, trying to cross the void.

But in the end, I couldn't reach it, so I had to give up helplessly.

"It seems that the power of this hilt is not so easy to master."

Alvin sighed.

"Perhaps we need to recover the blade of this dagger, but where is the blade?"

Having said that, he put the knife handle aside. There was no point in thinking about it, so he lay down and fell asleep.

However, unbeknownst to Alvin, the hilt began to emit a soft glow after he fell asleep.

The halo seemed to have life, slowly spreading and seemed to devour every bit of darkness in the room.

A powerful force faintly emanated from the black light, as if something was brewing.

The next morning.

Alvin woke up at Solanlian's urging.

He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the bed with his legs spread out. The quilt had been kicked completely to the ground, and the pillow was under his feet.

Solanlian stood helplessly beside Alvin's bed, with her hands on her hips and a frown on her face.

The sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting a shadow on Solanlian's fair skin, making the elf look like a goddess sculpture in Silvermoon City.

"Alvin, do you know what time it is?"

The goddess spoke, her voice filled with helplessness.

Alvin rubbed his eyes drowsily.

"Good morning, Solanlian. If I'm not mistaken, it should be morning now, right?"

Solanlian sighed: .

"It's almost noon!"

"What? It's almost noon? How did I sleep so long?"

Alvin was startled and sat up suddenly.

"The king's carriage has been waiting outside for a long time. I couldn't wake you at the door, so I had to come in to wake you."

Her face was flushed and her eyes were a little evasive.

"You... please put on your clothes first!"

Only then did Alvin realize that he felt too hot when he went to bed last night and almost took off all his clothes.

When he woke up in the morning, young Alvin was standing proudly in some places, as if greeting the beautiful elf girl.

He himself felt extremely embarrassed, his face suddenly turned red, and he quickly covered it with his hands, but he used too much force and broke himself!

"Ouch!"

Alvin screamed and lay on the bed to check it out quickly.

Fortunately, it was just hit and not broken. If it had been broken, I would not want to live!

"Sorry, I'll clean it up right away."

Alvin quickly pulled up the quilt to cover himself and smiled awkwardly.

Solanlian blushed and turned to the door, her back to Alvin.

"Pack up quickly. I'll wait for you outside. Don't keep the king waiting too long. This concerns the reputation of Quel'Thalas!"

After that, she quickly walked out of the room and closed the door.

Alvin was so ashamed that he wanted to slap himself a few times.

If the king was not still waiting to meet them, he would even want to stay in this room forever and isolate himself.

"You hear me? You represent the face of Quel'Thalas. You better shut up!"

Alvin pointed down at himself and said.

He packed himself up like a whirlwind and rushed out to get on the carriage. Solanlian was already waiting inside the carriage with an impatient look on her face.

In the carriage, both of them had their own thoughts and no one spoke.

Solanlian kept tilting her head to look out the window. Alvin could see her blushing face, and the sunlight shining down on her seemed to make her look more humane than usual.

Solanlian felt Alvin's gaze and blushed, not daring to look at him. Alvin had no choice but to find some topics to break the awkwardness.

"How did you sleep last night?"

Alvin tried to lighten the mood.

"Not really. I always have trouble sleeping when I'm not in my own home."

Alvin was surprised: "Have you not slept well these days?"

Solanlian nodded. "It's true I haven't slept much. Near Eversong Woods, I was close to the Sunwell, so I could draw strength from it. But the further I get from it, the more tired I become. So, my need for mana is intense. My mind is in a mess, and I can't sleep."

Alvin suddenly realized that this might be the Quel'dorei's addiction to magic.

He asked curiously, "How do you solve your addiction to magic?"

Solanlian reached out from her chest and took out a crystal hanging around her neck.

But the strange thing is that this crystal is dark green, crystal clear, and engraved with some spell inscriptions. It is surrounded by a silver frame, which looks very gorgeous and in line with the aesthetic of the Quel'dorei.

It must be worth a lot of money, Alvin thought.

As expected of a noble from Silvermoon City, he could easily produce such a valuable item.

"I used to store some of my magic power in a magic crystal every day so that I could draw power from it when I was out. But magic crystals are very rare. They are made of arcane crystals, which are extremely rare gems across the entire continent."

Solanlian explained.

"With just this one piece, you can buy a nice house in Silvermoon City."

"Wow!"

Alvin smacked his lips: "I didn't expect this thing to be so valuable!"

"Of course. Arcane crystals are also very fragile. They require very experienced jewelers to craft. There are only a few such jewelers in the world. They must have perfect craftsmanship to avoid damaging the gems during processing, and they must also have powerful mana energy to successfully activate the power within the gems."

"Okay, I've decided. I want to be a jeweler in the future!"

Alvin puffed out his chest and patted it.

"I'll dig up more arcane crystals in the future! I'll bring them back and make them into jewelry for you and your sister! Then I'll make a lot of money and buy a house in Silvermoon City!"

Solanlian laughed and said, "You're dreaming! Arcane crystals are extremely rare. There are only a few in the entire Silvermoon City. Since the output of gemstones is low, there are even fewer that can be used to train jewelers. That's why this thing is so valuable. Besides..."

Solanlian turned to look at Alvin and said with a sly smile, "Given your personality, it's hard not to suspect that you will keep these gems for yourself."

Alvin laughed.

"You understand me, but just wait. Go back and write in your diary: On such and such a day, Alvin promised Solanlian and Caponia two arcane crystal ornaments! Go ahead, I'm a man of my words."

"Humph, who asked you to send it?"

Solanlian turned her head happily and pretended to look at the scenery outside the carriage window casually.

"Why did you buy a house in Silvermoon City? Are you going to settle down there?"

Solanlian's words reminded Alvin.

If history had continued to develop, Quel'Thalas would have eventually been destroyed by Arthas's attack, and Silvermoon City would have been gone!

I must never forget this!

Think of the lovely sisters and the kind old King Anastasia...

I must find a way to stop all this from happening!

Besides, with a human lifespan, can I really be with an elf?

Seeing that Alvin suddenly stopped talking, as if he was lost in thought, Solanlian began to have wild thoughts again.

The carriage soon arrived at the palace.

Although it was already noon, the king still received them kindly and was not angry at Alvin's lateness.

"Mr. Priest, my staff told me that you attended Johnny Depp's banquet last night, where you had three rounds of competition with my court advisor. In the end, you triggered a miracle, and won the competition with great force!"

The king said with a smile, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

"It's a pity that I didn't see it with my own eyes. It's really amazing! Praise the Holy Light! Praise Lordaeron!"

"Right now, the whole city is buzzing with discussion about last night's miracle. Even people in Briel, a small town north of the Royal City, claim to have seen a golden beam of light descend from within the city last night!"

The old king's face flushed as he talked about the gossip.

"Reverend Priest, I bet your name will soon spread throughout Lordaeron, and even the entire continent!"

Alvin was shocked by people's gossiping nature.

Only one night had passed, and the matter had already reached the king's ears?

He quickly said modestly: "Your Majesty, I am sorry for the compliment. It is just some trivial tricks."

The king laughed heartily.

"If you think this is just a trifle, you're being too modest! This shows you have other, even more powerful tricks, haha!"

"But there's also a legend that says you saved a young girl last night while strolling under the moon with Miss Starwish. To do this, you exhausted all your magical power several times, and in the end, you endured the backlash of your exhausted magical power to snatch the girl back from the clutches of death!"

"But according to the onlookers, the girl looks a lot like you! Could it be that she is..."

Where is this going? !

Why is it getting more and more outrageous?

"Cough cough,"

"Your Majesty, these are just rumors. I'm not even 20 yet, and this girl must be fourteen or fifteen. How is this possible?!"

Alvin and Solanlian looked at each other, and both smiled bitterly in embarrassment.

"Well, what you said makes sense, but if it's your father's half-sister..."

Solanlian quickly interrupted the king's Goldbach conjecture.

"Your Majesty, on behalf of the Quel'dorei, I sincerely apologize to the King. We are late!"

"Haha, that's fine. It's already lunchtime, so why don't you two stay and eat together? We can talk while we eat."

As the old king spoke, he clapped his hands and asked the eunuchs to arrange the banquet.

"I have also invited Muradin Bronzebeard, the ambassador of the Ironforge Dwarves, and Thoras Trollbane of the Kingdom of Stromgarde."