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

lavender skin,

Pointed ears,

Wild facial lines,

It's clearly a night elf!

This is the Kaldorei mentioned by Solanlian.

There are several kinds of elves on this continent.

They actually have the same ancestor.

But later, after the explosion of the Well of Eternity, the elves split apart.

A group of elves traveled across the ocean to the north of Lordaeron and established Silvermoon City, which is now Solanlian's compatriots.

The Kaldorei elves who completely abandoned magic, chose to believe in the moon goddess Elune and converted to the druid sect, stayed in Teldrassil, the world tree in northern Kalimdor.

These Kaldorei elves are peace-loving and love nature. They usually hang out with forest creatures and try not to appear in front of humans. They just silently watch over their forest.

Because their skin color is darker than that of the Quel'dorei, they are also called night elves.

They live a secluded life like hermits.

This Kaldorei before me,

He was the first night elf Alvin had seen since he came to this world.

Of course, the dream guardian Insera who transformed into a night elf in Grim Batol does not count.

"I'm sorry for scaring you all earlier..."

Beautiful ancient elven language came out from her mouth,

If three people weren't being cooked right now.

Alvin must have felt like he was talking to a noble priestess of the Moon Temple.

The current Quel'Thalas language is also derived from the ancient elven language.

So even though it's a bit difficult to understand, Solanlian can still say some of it.

"Ah...no...it's okay."

Alvin also answered in ancient Elvish.

Kaldorei tilted his head slightly after hearing this.

He seemed surprised that a human could understand the ancient elven language.

In fact, Alvin and Solanlian were both very surprised.

Alvin laughed.

"We never expected to encounter a Kaldorei in such a demonic place, especially under such circumstances."

"I'm also surprised..."

Kaldorei moved a bit and found that he was also tied up with ropes, but unlike Alvin and the others whose arms were tied behind their backs,

Instead, his hands were tied together at the wrists.

"I was sleeping, and when I woke up I found myself in water..."

Lady Kaldorei shook her bound body.

"Excuse me, sir, are you the one who kidnapped me?"

"..."

Alvin was speechless.

Now the three of them were tied up and put into the pot to be cooked like dumplings.

How did this guy identify himself as a kidnapper?

"You, you...you, don't you see that we are tied up too?"

Solanlian was not polite at all and spoke viciously.

But she didn't speak the ancient elven language very well, so she finally chose to speak Quel'Thalas.

"I think you, these old-fashioned Kaldorei, have completely made yourselves fools! Look at us, how could we be your kidnappers?"

Solanlian had never had a favorable impression of her Kaldorei cousins.

When the elves split and the Great Migration began, Solanlian was still a little girl who was not very devilish and sensible.

But she clearly remembered that her people followed Lord Dath'Remar Sunstrider onto the ship bound for the unknown continent.

It would be more accurate to say that they were exiled by the elven society, which opposed the continued use of magic, rather than migrating.

They experienced untold hardships along the way, crossed the endless sea and the great whirlpool, and when they finally set foot on the new continent, most of their fellow tribesmen had been killed or injured.

From then on, young Solanlian no longer had any good feelings towards her purple-skinned relatives living in the trees.

And he talks a lot of nonsense, very pretentious!

"Oh, sorry, it's my fault. I didn't notice you were tied up too..."

The night elf looked apologetic.

There didn't seem to be any emotional fluctuations towards Solanlian's scolding.

Instead, he spoke the Quel'Thalas language, which Solanlian was more familiar with.

"So, you were kidnapped while you were sleeping?"

Alvin frowned, thinking that this woman was really rough. She didn't even know that someone threw her into the pot while she was sleeping, and she could still continue sleeping.

"We were kidnapped after being knocked unconscious by a strange thing, seemingly magic or fog. As you can see, we are also victims."

Alvin swayed from side to side, revealing his bound body.

"Then it seems that you don't know who the culprit is."

While Alvin was speaking, the cold air that Solanlian had condensed in the water had been dispelled by the fiercely burning flames under the pot, and the water temperature rose again.

The two of them were so hot that their faces were flushed. They couldn't go on like this.

"Well, whatever happens, Miss Cadore, your body may find this temperature comfortable, but we'll both be cooked if we keep this up."

Alvin approached the edge of the pot and looked out. It turned out that the pot was placed on an earthen stove.

He could tie up the three of them in their clothes and throw them in to boil.

Either the enemy is a time traveler who likes to eat rice dumplings, or he is a guy with low IQ who eats raw meat and drinks blood.

Combined with the "Wula Wah Wah" sound he heard before he fell into coma and the simple straw hut stuck in the muddy ground in the camp.

Alvin guessed that it was most likely a group of murlocs who attacked him.

But how did the fishman knock himself and Solanlian unconscious?

"I'll put out the fire first,"

Alvin said, closing his eyes and selecting the skill icon of "Shadow Demon" in his mind.

An obscure spell uttered from his mouth.

A tiny crack appeared in the air.

Looking at all this, Kaldorei frowned and twitched his nose, as if he didn't like the smell of shadow magic.

Soon, an ugly black mass of flesh appeared on the other side of the rift.

It extended several short tentacles from the spatial rift, tearing the spatial rift as thin as a crack.

This ugly creature completely emerged from the space crack.

Its body was shrouded in black shadow magic, with no eyes or facial features visible, only a mouth that took up half the size of its body.

The mouth is open, and there are several layers of teeth inside, which is very scary.

"Squeak, squeak!"

The shadow demon fell to the ground, making strange cries.

"Quick, put out the fire!"

Alvin ordered.

The Shadow Demon heard the order and, although somewhat reluctant, still crawled towards the fire under the pot while making an unpleasant noise.

In front of the fire, the Shadow Demon stopped and yelled at Alvin again.

Alvin had no idea what it was saying and gave the order again.

"Go! Put out the fire!"

Alvin's words seemed to be spells, forcing the Shadow Demon to obey.

It turned around, suddenly shot up and fell into the fire.

Then the shadow demon jumped left and right, pushing all the piled and fiercely burning firewood out of the stove.

The Shadow Demon himself screamed in pain,

Alvin was a little puzzled. Is this creature also afraid of fire?

In just half a minute, the Shadow Demon had completed the task brilliantly.

The firewood had been scattered by it and thrown carelessly into the mud outside the stove, where it soon went out.

There were no signs of burns on the Shadow Demon's body.

But it seemed very dissatisfied, grinning and shouting at Alvin for a long time, and then gradually disappeared into the air.

"Hope it's alright,"

Alvin muttered to himself, "Next time I have to give it a name, otherwise I won't know if the shadow demon I summon is the same one every time!"