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

"puff!"

Alvin almost vomited blood before he even drank the water.

"Drink, Alvin, my water can help you recover your magic power."

"Sister! Can we stop talking?"

Watching Caponia gently scoop up the magic fountain floating in the air with both hands, and hand it to Alvin's mouth with a smile.

Alvin's face flushed.

Invisible tigers and wolves are the most deadly!

Drinking water directly from a girl's hand?!

Happiness comes too suddenly!

Calpurnia looked excited.

Because of the use of magic, sweat oozed from the girl's fair forehead, leaving traces on her dusty face.

Alvin quickly gathered his thoughts, gently placed his mouth on the edge of Caponia's fingers, and took the spring water.

The moment Caponia's hand touched Alvin's lips, her body shook slightly.

The elf quickly steadied himself, fearing that the magic spring water would spill out.

Alvin felt the cool touch of the spring water.

He took a cautious sip.

The spring water melted in his mouth, like a cool stream flowing through his throat and spreading throughout his body in an instant.

He could feel the magic power surging through his body again, as if a dry riverbed had been refilled with spring water.

"Thank you, Caponia, I feel much better! Resurrected on the spot! Regain my strength!"

Alvin said gratefully, indicating that he was full.

Calpurnia smiled slightly, drank the remaining spring water in one gulp, and then wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

Alvin saw the elf's white neck.

"Can you use Mind Vision now?"

Alvin nodded.

He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and concentrated on selecting the skill icon in his mind.

He clasped his hands together and prayed to the holy light, then began to chant the spell.

"Mind Vision, open."

As the spell was completed, Alvin's consciousness began to leave his body and flew over the forest.

His consciousness shot as fast as an arrow towards a bear running through the forest woods.

When he came to his senses again, he had already gained the bear's vision!

He could feel the bear's strong body, feel the vibrations of each step as it moved through the forest.

Through the bear's eyes, he saw a deer in the distance.

In an instant, Alvin's consciousness shifted back to the deer.

The deer had a wider field of vision, and it moved lightly through the woods, nimbly avoiding every branch.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of flapping wings above his head. Alvin looked up and saw that it was a flying eagle!

Alvin's consciousness instantly shifted to the eagle!

As the eagle flew, Alvin saw the whole forest.

The endless green forest seemed to be dyed golden under the sunlight.

In the distance, you can vaguely see towering city walls and countless magic towers.

That should be the direction of Silvermoon City.

In the southeast of the forest, thick black smoke can be seen rising.

Looking closely, it was the Amani troll camp.

The trolls inside were busy preparing something.

Through the eyes of an eagle, Alvin saw from afar one side of the troll camp, where several trolls were patrolling.

There was a large camp not far behind the trolls.

There was a huge bonfire burning there, and there were many forest trolls inside.

In the corner of the camp, there was an elf tied with ropes, lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Fortunately, the clothes are still there!

It didn't become .avi!

This should be Caponia's sister!

Alvin wanted to fly closer, but the eagle refused to fly in that direction!

It seemed as if the animal's instinct told it that it was a terrible place and even animals didn't want to live nearby.

"Mind Vision" can only gain vision, but cannot control animals.

After trying several times, I couldn't get any more accurate information from the eagle.

Helplessly, Alvin had to cancel the effect of the mind vision, and his consciousness gradually returned to his body.

He opened his eyes and still felt a little dizzy. He quickly shook his head and patted his cheeks with his hands.

"I saw it! The troll camp is deep in the southeast of the forest."

"What about my sister? Did you see her?"

"There was a girl wearing a robe similar to yours, tied up and thrown in a corner. But it was too far away, so I couldn't see her face clearly. I could only vaguely see what seemed to be long green hair."

Irwin recalled.

"That's my sister! That's my sister! She's still alive! Alvin, let's go save her!"

Calpurnia gripped her staff tightly and jumped up excitedly.

Her blue eyes surged with arcane brilliance, and Alvin could even feel the magic surging again around Calpurnia.

"Let's go!"

"But I'm afraid it won't be that easy. I see a lot of enemies! Fortunately, my mana has recovered now."

Alvin said as he stood up from the old oak tree.

He brushed the dirt off his butt and walked towards the depths of the forest in the southeast with Caponia.

"Caponia, what mage skills have you mastered?"

Alvin asked as they walked, wanting to learn more about her abilities.

After all, we have to fight side by side. Only by understanding the strength of our teammates can we better arrange tactics.

Calpurnia puffed out her chest with pride, very confident.

"I specialize in fire spells, and am good at using Fireball and Pyroblast."

"Then do you know other types of magic, such as frost or arcane?"

Alvin continued to ask.

Caponia frowned slightly, looking a little dissatisfied.

"I also know some frost and arcane magic, but they are far less powerful than those mages who specialize in frost magic. You know, fire magic is the most powerful magic in the world!"

Alvin remained noncommittal.

"What is specialization? How do you distinguish your own magical specializations?"

Calpurnia looked at Alvin like he was a fool.

"Stupidity is truly an innate human quality. I don't even know what specialization is!"

"Since you are so willing to learn, let the all-knowing and omnipotent Lady Caponia explain it to you in detail."

"When mages first begin learning magic, they use the flow of the magic web within their bodies to sense the connection between themselves and different magical elements. The stronger the connection, the greater the affinity they have with that magical element, making it easier for them to mobilize the corresponding elemental power around them."

"For example, I have the closest connection with the elements of fire and frost. I was born to be a great fire or frost magician. It's just that I think fire magic is more impressive, so I chose to major in fire. I don't have time to learn frost arcane magic or anything like that!"

Alvin was thoughtful.

"I see. Affinity with the corresponding elemental magic, coupled with years of practice, will increase spell proficiency and level. Higher levels will inevitably increase damage."

"But didn't you say you were 500 years old? 500 years, how can you say there's no time?"

"I don't know about their levels, but we Quel'dorei aren't short-lived like you humans! Without any pursuits or goals in our long lives, most Quel'dorei will become apathetic and world-weary!"

"That's why we extend the time we spend doing things to prevent ourselves from having nothing to do in the future."

"As hardworking as I am, I spend an hour studying every day! Unlike those young Quel'dorei freshmen nowadays, there are very few who are as hardworking as me!"

A proud smile appeared on Calpurnia's face, and the sunlight shining on her gray little face was not very convincing.

"So I'm very confident in my fire spells!"

"As long as I can read the spell, I can definitely kill it instantly!"

Alvin believed this, as he had just witnessed Caponia killing a powerful troll with a fireball.

But he was also helpless. It would be ironic if studying for only one hour a day could be called "diligent".

Moreover, Caponia always referred to herself as "short-lived, short-lived", which was a taboo for someone who traveled from Middle-earth, and Alvin felt even more depressed.

Suddenly, a question occurred to Alvin. He frowned and asked, "How long does it take to chant your spell?"

"Fireball takes 3.5 seconds, and Pyroblast takes 6 seconds to cast."

Calpurnia answered without hesitation,

The slightly raised corners of her mouth showed her pride.

Holy shit! Just standing there?