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

After hearing what Alvin said, Farah Xingyuan was shocked.

In an instant, he changed from the arrogant look he had when facing Shandris to a fawning look.

“No, no, no!”

She waved her hands in front of her in panic, "Just now you called me aunt, and now you want me to disappear..."

Alvin slammed his staff on the ground.

"I stand for justice, not for relatives!"

He then smiled and said, "And speaking of kinship... Although I'm the son-in-law of the Starwish family, I'm also Tyrande's son-in-law. Her other adopted daughter, Greenshadow, is also with me. I have to treat them equally, right?"

When Shandris heard this, the silver moon pendant on her ear suddenly turned cold, and her expression darkened again.

"ah???"

Farah opened her mouth in disbelief.

"If I hadn't seen your strength, I definitely wouldn't believe you..."

Farah blinked and exclaimed,

"However, with your strength, if you were born ten thousand years ago, even Queen Azshara would probably have invited you to be her lover..."

As she spoke, she revealed a cunning look and sneered,

"I can't believe you're so strong at such a young age. You better be careful not to ruin your body at such a young age."

Alvin's old face turned red, and Shantis covered her face directly. Then, feeling that it was not enough, she squatted down and buried her face in her arms.

"Of course, I'm confident in my physical strength..."

"Brother Alvin is awesome!"

Akalitasa suddenly interrupted and said something.

Farah looked left and right, and finally realized it.

"You, you, you... you can even defeat dragons... I really admire you! Too strong! Really too strong! I want to be your follower! Oh, right, why don't I just be your follower! Anyway, the Fang of the Faceless Man is gone..."

Seeing that Farah was getting more and more outrageous, Alvin quickly waved his hand.

But he suddenly thought of something.

"You just said the Fang of the Faceless Man was lost. What is this thing?"

"I think you know that there are ruins left behind by a fierce battle between ancient creatures in the south, right?"

"Yes, I know. Isn't it said that it was left behind by an ancient god?"

Alvin nodded.

"What battle of the Old Gods?"

Farah laughed and floated down.

"To call you stupid is really not that smart. He was just a subordinate of the Ancient God. I was the one who led the investigation of the ruins back then."

She paused, her vanity satisfied at the sight of the shock on Shandris's face.

“Is that so?!”

Alvin pretended to be enlightened and continued, "As expected of the youngest Grand Mage of the Palace! You possess unparalleled insight! So, can you tell us what you discovered back then?"

"Hey, you're flattering me, right? But it doesn't matter. It's nothing to be ashamed of. These things weren't news back then."

Farah paused and continued, "There's a greatsword there, right? The monster it nailed wasn't an Old God, but a servant of the Old God—Thoggoth the Slither. He's a giant, faceless being, and of course, a powerful monster."

"It wasn't a Titan who killed the monster, but a stone giant. But that's unimportant. Both the stone giant and Thorgus have long since disappeared or turned into fossils. What's important is that I found an evil weapon in it. I named it the Fang of the Faceless!"

"The Fangs of the Faceless? Why haven't I heard of them?"

Shandris was a little unconvinced.

"At the time, only a few high-ranking elven decision-makers knew about this, because this weapon was extremely strange. It was a dagger that seemed to have a life force."

"It whispers to those around it. I don't understand exactly what's going on, but several of my men have gone mad under its spell! For some unknown reason, they suddenly gained immense strength and attacked us."

The banshee's voice was a little low as she spoke, as if she was recalling that terrible memory.

Alvin listened attentively, but Xal'atath in his arms did not react at all. It was unclear whether he was also listening attentively or did not take the news seriously at all.

"and then?"

Alvin asked,

"Later, I was commissioned by Queen Azshara to create a box that could block the dagger's allure. It's essentially a box combined with a magic array that blocks magic, just like you can't use magic in my illusion."

As Farah spoke, she gestured with her hands, drawing a shape in the air that was about the size of a jewelry box.

"I returned to the base with the dagger and conducted research here, right where we are now, until I die."

The banshee spoke of her own doom, but she didn't seem to particularly care, as if she were telling someone else's story.

Alvin was a little curious. What on earth had Farah researched?

He looked at Shandris and found that the Sentinel General was looking at him and speaking to him with his mouth - Go ahead and ask!

Alvin knew that the stubborn Shandris would never ask Farah these questions herself, so he had to continue coaxing Farah Starwish.

"I see! Then our esteemed court wizard must have quickly deciphered the secret of the Faceless Man's Fang, right? Could you tell us?"

"That won't do,"

The banshee floated in front of Alvin, her face unusually serious.

"These stories are so outrageous that even Her Majesty the Queen has ordered that they be strictly guarded as secrets! They must not be told to anyone else!"

"Ah! It was the Queen's order! Then how did you die?"

Alvin rolled his eyes and did not continue asking questions. Instead, he asked about her life experience.

"How else could he die? Killed by a demon!"

Farah sighed and said,

"But my death was not in vain. I killed several Hell Guards and defeated a Demon Lord by myself! Just as I was about to retreat, a group of Hellhounds attacked me..."

"Although I am the great court magician of the high elves, my power is limited. Furthermore, those hellhounds can interrupt my magic, making them my nemesis. However, before I died, I covered the retreat of most of the people, so it was a worthy death."

Alvin nodded. He could feel that this little girl was a little crazy and talkative, but she was actually an upright person. She was just a little blindly loyal to Queen Azshara.

"Then how did you become a ghost? Do you really know some necromancy?"

Alvin asked,

"What is necromancy?"

Farah tilted her head and asked,

"That sounds interesting. As for how I became a banshee, I actually don't know... I woke up a long time after my death. When I woke up, I found that everything had changed. The city was gone, the people were gone, and only the Fang of the Faceless Man was still with me..."

"I guess it's because of that strange dagger, but I don't know why. I can't leave this place. It's like there's a barrier surrounding me. But then again, I don't want to leave this place. What else can I do if I turn into a banshee?"

"And now? You just said you suspected we had stolen the Fang of the Faceless Man? What's going on?"

Alvin asked.

"A Kaldorei Elf!"

When this topic was brought up, Farah became so angry that even her voice became sharp.

"That Kaldorei brought a group of strange-looking, ugly monsters to my territory. They used strange spells to temporarily isolate me from this plane. Then, that abominable Kaldorei took away the box containing the Fang of the Faceless!"

"By the time I recovered, the dagger was gone!"

Alvin and Shandris looked at each other and found that Shandris also took a breath.

"We have a traitor in our midst!"