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

Calpurnia's crying stopped abruptly.

She wiped her face with her sleeve.

He looked at Alvin with an expression of disbelief.

She asked weakly, "At this time? This kind of nonsense? Is it appropriate?"

Alvin chuckled.

"I can't let you die alone, can I?"

"You feel like you're being unfair for not asking for anything! Anyway, let's check the battlefield first to see if there's any sign of your sister."

Caponia was speechless and had to follow Alvin to search for clues about her sister on the battlefield.

But in the end, they found neither Caponia's sister nor any survivors.

This made her feel even more depressed.

Calpurnia stood in the center of the battlefield, her hands tightly gripping her staff, flames of pain flashing in her eyes.

Anger made her fair skin turn red.

Her breathing was rapid, her heart beating like a war drum against her chest.

The sight before her almost took her breath away.

—Her compatriots,

The noble Quel'dorei warriors who had fought alongside her were now dead at the hands of the trolls, their bodies scattered across the ground.

What's more, the corpses of the Quel'dorei had their iconic long ears cruelly cut off by the trolls.

That was the trolls' spoils, their blasphemy against the Quel'dorei.

“Everyone’s ears are gone!”

Calpurnia's eyes were blurred with tears.

She tried hard to hold back her tears.

"My sister isn't here! She was actually arrested!"

"We must find her. We must not let her become food for the trolls."

Scattered across the battlefield were not only the corpses of elves, but also those of humans.

The young man lying there seemed to be a good friend of the original owner of this body. They all fell to the ground miserably, and some were already mutilated.

Alvin clenched his fists.

"We will find those trolls and rescue your sister."

Although he was a time traveler who came back to life through a dead body, he should have cherished this hard-earned life.

But as a normal human being,

Seeing such horrific atrocities,

Thinking of the delicate elves captured by the trolls.

He couldn't imagine letting his frail savior face countless terrifying trolls alone and finally become an elf sister.avi......

"Let's go, Calpurnia Starwish, and find your sister."

"I have an idea. I'll tell you on the way!"

The two men supported each other and slowly left the battlefield.

Now they have a more important mission and are temporarily unable to collect the remains of their dead comrades.

"As Doomhammer's army hastily withdrew from Lordaeron's capital, we captured Zul'jin, leader of the Amani tribe of forest trolls who had collaborated with the Horde in the war, near Lake Lordamere. King Terenas II knew of the crimes the trolls had committed against the Quel'dorei, so he sent a group of our guards to escort Zul'jin to Quel'Danas so that he could face justice in Silvermoon City. But as we were preparing to hand the troll leader over to the welcoming Quel'dorei rangers in Eversong Woods, we were ambushed by Zul'jin's forest trolls. Our entire caravan was wiped out, and it seems Zul'jin has been rescued."

Alvin said slowly.

This was the memory of the previous owner of this body that he could read, but unfortunately the original him had already died at the hands of the troll in the previous battle.

And Alvin was reborn in this body as a time traveler.

It happened to be the same character he played before, both were priests.

"Well, most of our ranger troops followed the eldest sister of the Windrunner family to participate in the battle and are not in Silvermoon City now, so we sent us mages to greet you."

Calpurnia angrily whipped the nearby grass with her staff.

"I knew those arrogant Windrunners were no good!"

"Ah? You mean Alleria Windrunner?"

Alvin said in surprise.

He didn't expect to hear about the famous characters in World of Warcraft so soon

These well-known names made him a little excited.

The statue of the female elf is still at the gate of Stormwind City!

I used to see it every day.

Well, before the national server was closed.

"Why? You also know Alleria? Do you also think that the Windrunner sisters are the most powerful and beautiful girls in all of Silvermoon City?"

Caponia said angrily, "What we Starwish family hate the most is the Wind Walker family! Ouch."

As the female character was speaking, she tripped and hurriedly used her staff to support herself.

As a result, his ribs were poked by the staff and hurt, and he grinned and made a "hashahasha" sound.

"Forehead."

It seems that there are many conflicts among these Quel'dorei noble ladies in Silvermoon City.

But Caponia doesn't look very smart, and looks like a poor villain who could be slapped in the face by the heroine at any time.

It’s true, wherever there are women, there are bound to be a lot of gossip.

"Of course not. Whether the Wind Walker sisters are powerful or beautiful has nothing to do with me. I just heard that the sisters in their family seem to have a special liking for human men..."

Alvin stopped, took a few deep breaths and said.

"And what I want to talk about is serious business. Do you think there is hope for me?"

"At this time? This kind of nonsense? Is this appropriate? And even if we want to find someone, do we have to look for the Wind Walker family? If you have this idea, get out of here now!"

As the elf spoke, he used his staff as a crutch and walked away quickly, panting.

"Hey, I was just kidding! Do you know roughly which direction the trolls' camp is in?"

Calpurnia, who was walking angrily ahead, stopped.

Her blue eyes looked at Alvin, and her gray little face was full of embarrassment.

"You don't know either?"

"How can I, a native of Lordaeron, know about your affairs? Aren't you a native Quel'dorei noble?"

"Respected Miss Starwish? You're not going to tell me you don't know the way either?"

Alvin was so angry that he couldn't stand still, so he just sat down under an old oak tree.

With his magic power exhausted, he felt dizzy and could not walk anymore.

"I, I'm only 500 years old, and this is my first time traveling so far... Besides, I'm directionally challenged. Without a servant to guide me, I'd get lost even in Silvermoon City."

Calpurnia's pretty cheeks were as red as her orange hair.

She glanced at Alvin secretly, saw him glaring at her, and quickly looked away.

Alvin leaned tiredly against the ancient oak tree, helplessness written all over his face.

He wanted to ask the female elf for the direction of the Amani troll camp, but who would have thought that this 500-year-old "little girl" was a complete idiot with directions!

"Caponia, I'm going to ask you again, are you sure you don't know the way?"

Alvin asked helplessly.

Calpurnia frowned and shook her head.

"I'm sorry, Alvin, I really don't know. My father usually only lets me concentrate on studying magic. I've never traveled far. The farthest I've been is to Sunny Wind Village."

"Isn't that the novice village for you blood elves?!"

Alvin shouted desperately.

"Blood elves? Novice village? What does that mean?"

Calpurnia opened her eyes wide, having never heard of these terms before.

Alvin sighed and did not answer Calpurnia's question.

He pondered in his mind.

If Caponia didn't know the way, he would have to use the priest's skill "Mind Vision" to obtain the animal's vision to find the troll camp.

But at this moment, his body was really drained. Let alone casting any spells, he was too lazy to even move!

"I have a skill called Mind Vision,"

"This skill allows me to gain the vision of wild beasts, so I think I should be able to use it to find your sister. But now I have no mana left and can't even move. So the most urgent thing now is to find a way to help me recover my mana."

"Maybe I can help..."

Caponia suddenly spoke as she watched Alvin suffer so much from the backlash of his mana depletion.

Her expression was quite confident, and her eyes were no longer evasive like before.

"I know a magic that can create a spring of water to restore mana!"

Alvin's eyes lit up. How could I have forgotten this?!

Although he felt helpless about Caponia's insensitivity, she was a mage after all!

And he's an elf wizard!

Although the elves are arrogant, their magical talent is unquestionable.

Even if Caponia is a wizard who has never left the Novice Village, she should at least know how to create water!

I saw Caponia gently raise her hands, close her eyes, and begin to chant a spell in a low voice.

Her voice flows like a clear spring, with a mysterious rhythm.

As the spell progressed, a fresh scent began to fill the air, as if the breath of nature had returned to the land.

Her fingers drew graceful arcs in the air, as if weaving an invisible net.

As she moved, the air around her began to tremble slightly, as if countless tiny water droplets were condensing in the air.

Gradually, these water droplets gathered into a clear stream, forming a crystal clear water column in Caponia's hand.

"I did it! I did it! Mr. Irwin! I'm out of the water!"