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

Three days is neither fast nor slow.

Since traveling through time, Alvin has never rested for such a long time.

During the day, the Starwish sisters were busy with work, so Alvin took Akalitrasa and Green Shadow out to play.

Either flying over the Eversong Forest, or riding the green shadow through the forest.

The troll threat is gone, and they can have fun in it.

When passing by the ruins of Zul'Aman, we found that many elves were working there, seemingly restoring the land polluted by the troll witchcraft.

Later I learned that these people were the craftsmen hired by the Grand Wizard Romance, who were planning to build a castle here as a town for the Elvin territory.

Another time, they flew to the north of Silvermoon City. Alvin then realized that the north of Silvermoon City was close to the sea. Across a not-so-wide strait was a small island with magnificent scenery.

The island also has a giant Quel'Thalas-style building, in which a huge stream of energy surges from the ground into the sky.

Alvin guessed that was where the Sunwell was.

Sure enough, when Alvin asked about it at night, Solanlian, who was as soft as a puddle of mud, told him that it was the Sunwell, the source of all the elves' power.

The name of the island is Quel'Danas, and it has never been open to outsiders. Calpurnia and Rommath are both there.

This may be the only time Silvermoon City opens the Sunwell to the public.

In the last two days, neither Calpurnia nor Rommath returned home. Solanlian said that it had come to the final critical moment, and Calpurnia had to maintain the energy balance of the teleportation array in the Sunwell. She might not be able to go home starting tomorrow.

So Alvin moved into Solanlian's room with confidence.

On the last day, just as Solanlian had said, an elf came to the house with a letter saying that Miss Solanlian had also gone to the Sunwell and would not be back today.

However, on this day, when Alvin was flying in Eversong Woods on Akalitrassa, he discovered that a large number of Alliance soldiers had gathered in the south of the forest.

Turalyon and other sons of Lothar arrived in Silvermoon City as agreed.

Because Alleria's ranger troops were also among them, they were very happy to return home.

Alvin was also very happy. They landed immediately and met Turalyon, Khadgar, Alleria and others in the military camp.

Turalyon was still the same, with blond hair and a handsome face, but he had a beard on his chin, making him look more mature.

Khadgar was still cheerful. Actually, he was not very old, but he looked older due to the influence of magic. He carried a staff on his back and a sword on his waist.

Alleria was chatting with the Windrunner sisters who came to pick her up. Finally returning to her hometown, Alleria even knelt down and kissed the ground beneath her feet.

"I heard you wiped out the forest trolls. That's a great achievement."

Turalyon, wearing thick plate armor, hugged Alvin, and the metal armor plates collided with each other, making a crackling sound.

"It's nothing. My original mission was to escort Zul'jin to Silvermoon City. Unfortunately, he escaped halfway and killed many of us. This time, I can say that I have completed my original mission."

Alvin knocked on Turalyon's plate armor, which made a muffled sound. The armor looked really heavy. He didn't know how these knights could fight wearing such thick equipment.

"I want to thank you. Alleria once told me that Zul'Aman has always been a major threat to Silvermoon City."

Turalyon said, his eyes looking towards the Windrunner sisters, full of love.

It seems that he and Aurelia have also confirmed their relationship.

"Let's go to Silvermoon City. Tell me if there's any news on the way."

Turalyon brought cavalry and griffin riders, and they moved very quickly.

Khadgar sat on his horse, bouncing back and forth as he spoke, "Not much news, really. Oh, it seems your senior brother Uther is getting engaged to Princess Calia."

Thinking of the thigh running around upside down, Alvin shuddered.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, no, I just think they are quite suitable, haha..."

The king met with the sons of Lothar, and Archmage Rommath also returned from the Isle of Quel'Danas. He told everyone that the teleportation array was ready and they could set off at this time tomorrow.

The welcoming ceremony ended quickly, and the generals of the alliance gathered together, just in time to hold a combat meeting.

Irwin spent the entire afternoon in the Royal Conference Room.

In the past, he had always gone on adventures with a few friends and had never participated in a large-scale military operation. Knowing that he could not say much, he just listened quietly from the side.

Turalyon and Khadgar were very well prepared this time. They interrogated a large number of orc prisoners and basically found out the situation in Draenor.

Khadgar took out a parchment scroll, opened it and spread it on the table. Alvin took a look and was surprised to find that this was the map of Draenor.

After a careful look, I found it to be quite accurate, similar to my impression.

It’s just that some place names are not consistent with the terrain.

"Once we arrive in Draenor, we'll set up a temporary camp and begin searching for the Horde. They probably don't know we can invade their world. Once we find the Horde, we'll operate covertly and defeat them while they're complacent."

Khadgar pointed to a castle in the lower right corner of the map and said, "According to our strong captives, this place is said to be the junction of the magic network of the entire Draenor world. If Ner'zhul wants to do something, such as open a space portal, he will definitely be here."

Alvin looked at the map, nodded, and thought to himself, "Yes, that's the Black Temple, the former Draenei holy place, the Temple of Karabor."

"There's a question..."

Rommath suddenly said, "Our teleportation array can only ensure that everyone is teleported to the world of Draenor, but it cannot guarantee the landing point. After all, we have never been there and do not have the specific coordinates..."

"So you're saying there's a good chance we'll end up sitting on Ner'zhul's head?"

Danath Trollbane said that the bald warrior was Turalyon's deputy and deputy commander of the Alliance army. He was a true warrior, reckless but brave.

"Yes, that's a possibility..."

"Isn't that better?!"

Danas laughed heartily.

"This saves us the time of looking for him! If it really falls on that orc's head, I can guarantee you that the last thing he'll want to taste before dying will be my fart!"

"Hahahahaha..."

The rude warrior caused everyone to laugh.

"However, we still have to be prepared to fight at any time."

Khadgar stopped smiling and stroked his white beard.

"Fighting may break out the moment you teleport. Be prepared. The combat units are ahead, and the baggage is behind. If there are enemies upon arrival, it's best to eliminate them all. Don't leave anyone behind, and block the news that we have entered their world."