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

Alvin felt uncomfortable under the gaze of the Blue Dragon Mage's azure eyes, as if countless cold ants were crawling on his back.

What frightened him even more was that the hand he was holding, which was originally as cold as jade, now felt a burning sensation in the palm of his hand.

The heat was like a red-hot iron, conveying a silent struggle.

He could even clearly feel the hand exerting a little force, trying to break free from his control and pull back.

"Oh no! Is she going to lose control again?"

Alvin's heart trembled. He was still afraid of the potential danger of the blue dragon from the hand-to-hand combat between Akalitrasza and the blue dragon in the blue dragon's lair in Winterspring.

He didn't want to stage another blue dragon rampage in the sacred Moonglade of the night elves, especially under the noses of Tyrande and Malfurion!

"Akali! Come over here and give me a hand!"

Alvin called out urgently in a low voice.

"Coming!"

Akalitassa was admiring the murals outlined by glowing moss on both sides of the corridor with great interest. When she heard Alvin's call, she immediately jumped over like a happy deer.

She had no delicate mind to sympathize with women. When she saw the Blue Dragon Mage trying to break free, she glared at her with her ruby ​​eyes and attacked her without saying a word.

The little red dragon swiftly moved behind the blue dragon, grabbed the other's slender wrist with both hands like pliers, and skillfully pushed it back!

"Oh!" A slight cry of pain came from the Blue Dragon Mage's mouth.

"Behave yourself, blue lizard!"

Akalitrassa growled in a low, vicious voice, and like escorting a prisoner, she twisted the Blue Dragon Mage's arms behind her back and pulled them up hard, forcing her to lean forward slightly.

"When your Lord Malygos arrives, I'll hand you over to him, you troublemaker! Now behave yourself and don't cause us any trouble! Do you understand?"

She put her little face close to the Blue Dragon Mage's ear and deliberately blew out a small stream of hot air with sparks.

Sarah, the Kaldorei maid leading the way, was startled by this sudden action. She paused and the professional and gentle smile on her face froze instantly.

She looked at the Blue Dragon Mage who was being treated roughly, and then at Alvin who looked helpless, as if she was hesitating whether to stop it.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay!"

Alvin quickly forced out an awkward but polite smile and waved at Sarah.

"We're all family! Internal conflict! Minor friction! Easy to resolve! Easy to resolve! Akali... well... is more enthusiastic and direct in her approach."

As he spoke, he signaled with his eyes that Akalitasa should be gentler.

Akalitrassa curled her lips and loosened her grip a little, but still kept a firm control over the Blue Dragon Mage.

At that moment, Alvin's eyes stumbled across the face of the Blue Dragon Mage, whose hands were bound behind her back by Akalitrassa, who forced her head down. In that instant, he caught a fleeting glimpse of anger on that beautiful yet empty face.

That is no illusion!

The furrowed brows, the tightly pursed lips, and the almost imperceptible sharp cold light deep in her eyes all clearly showed that she was not completely unconscious.

The anger is like a stone thrown into a deep pool. The ripples it causes are small but real.

However, just as Alvin's alarm bells were ringing and he doubted his own eyes, the anger had receded like the tide.

The Blue Dragon Mage once again regained her doll-like empty expression, her eyes unfocused, as if the emotional fluctuations just now had never happened.

It all happened so fast that Alvin almost thought it was an illusion caused by light and shadow.

"Is it my illusion? Or..."

Alvin was full of doubts, but he couldn't afford to think too much about it at the moment.

In a blink of an eye, Sarah led them to a spacious tree house.

This tree house is made up of two huge ancient trees growing side by side. The interior space is open and exudes the fragrance of trees and the warmth of sunlight.

The interior of the house is simple and elegant, with several rattan chairs covered with soft moss cushions, a huge leaf-shaped low table, and a niche in the corner that was transformed from a natural tree hole, which is filled with magical incense that emits a calming aroma.

However, new problems immediately arose.

When Sarah was about to lead the Blue Dragon Mage to the next room to change clothes, the latter once again showed strong resistance.

Her empty eyes were fixed on Alvin, her body shrank back stiffly, and she even let out a low, threatening whimper from her throat, like a beast guarding its food, as if she would immediately attack and hurt Alvin if he left her sight.

Sarah's face became even more embarrassed, and she looked at Alvin for help.

Alvin covered his face and sighed helplessly, "Holy Light, this is not my fault!"

He waved his hand,

"Forget it, Miss Sarah, please bring all your clothes to this room. I, uh, we will change here." He pointed at himself, Akalitrassa, and the blue dragon mage who was eyeing him.

"Special matters should be handled specially. Anyway, I've already seen everything, so there's no such thing as not looking at what's inappropriate..."

Sarah's expression was full of wonderful things, and finally turned into a nod of understanding: "I understand, Mr. Irvin, I'll prepare it right away." She quickly took out three sets of clothes.

The clothing was of typical Kaldorei style, made of a kind of magical spider silk, a specialty of Moonglade, mixed with some kind of fiber. It felt cool and silky like running water, and was so light that it was almost weightless.

The colors are mainly moon white and forest green, dotted with stars, vines or crescent patterns embroidered with silver thread, full of natural atmosphere.

However, just as Alvin expected, it is really beautiful and really cool!

There is no need to talk about the men's style, I believe no one would like to look at it. The focus is on the clothes of the two dragon girls.

Akalitasa wore a tube-style, fitted short top on the upper body and a high-slit, floor-length skirt on the lower body.

The Blue Dragon Mage was wearing a dress, but it was the clothes that Akalitrassa and Alvin helped her change into.

"Wow! This material is so smooth! It feels so cool and comfortable!"

"Hey, blue-skinned lizard, put your hands up! Tsk, you're so stupid! Don't move! Wow, your skin is so white! Even whiter than Sister Calpurnia!"

"Huh? Brother Alvin, why are your ears so red? Are you hot?"

Alvin could only respond vaguely. He forced himself to focus on adjusting his belt, but those inappropriate images had already appeared in his mind.

The three of them finally changed their clothes. Alvin felt uncomfortable in the cool elf clothes and felt like a shrimp that had been peeled.

Akalitasa was very satisfied. Like a little peacock with its tail spread out, she turned around in place and admired the emerald green dress she was wearing.

The Blue Dragon Mage was dressed in a moon-white strapless long dress, with her long silver-blue hair draped over her jade-like shoulders. Her empty eyes and this holy outfit created a thrilling and extremely strange beauty.

She still stood there quietly, but her eyes never left Alvin.

"Hoar--!!!"

At this moment, a loud ancient dragon roar ripped through the tranquil sky of the Moonlight Glade like thunder.

The voice was filled with a majestic sense of power, carrying a soul-shaking pressure that instantly enveloped the entire woods, and even the windows were shaking slightly.

Akalitraza's head shot up, and her ruby ​​eyes instantly burst into ecstasy.

Like a small ignited rocket, she rushed to the window, pushed open the window made of huge leaves, pointed to the sky excitedly, and her voice rose with excitement:

"It's Mother! And Father! They're coming!!"

Her little face flushed with excitement.

Alvin also rushed to the window and looked up.

Above the forest, three figures, so huge that they blocked out part of the skylight, were slowly circling and descending.