Rise of the blood elves

Seeing Angmar's confusion, Padric was also confused and asked tentatively:

"Master Angmar, Aluriel, aren't you the servant you asked Ferguson to find? I mean that kind of service."

In his opinion, it is not surprising that a high-ranking figure like Angmar is more curious and likes women who are powerful, talented and beautiful.Maybe you want to play a taboo teacher-student romance to add some interest.

What a good idea. If I were five hundred years younger, and if I didn't have such a tight-minded wife, I would have done this long ago. Thinking of this, Padrich sighed in his heart.

Angmar smiled bitterly, "No, I have never had such an idea. Lord Ferguson listened to my unintentional words and found Aluriel himself. What you just said, Maiev listened to every word. , what did she hear?”

When Padridge heard this, his expression suddenly became exciting.As a bystander to the entire misunderstanding, this mage who has lived for thousands of years only feels that everything that happened today is too ridiculous.

"Well, that's not the case. When Ferguson came, he said a lot to Oruriel."

After Padrich explained what happened in detail, Angmar's face was full of pain and he slapped his forehead several times helplessly.

"Elune, this is too much."

Padrich asked with a look: "Master Angmar, let's talk about the magic tree seeds later. I suggest you catch up with Miss Maiev first and explain this matter clearly. "

However, I hope it doesn't get darker and darker, he added in his mind.

Angmar nodded without thinking and immediately walked out of the courtyard.

"Please wait a moment, I'll be right back."

Looking at Angmar, who was walking quickly and showing anxiety in every gesture, Padrich finally got the answer to his original guess.

He was helping the Moon Temple to obtain funds, and he was eager to explain after the misunderstanding occurred.

"One is a foreign magic master, and the other is a high-ranking priestess of the Temple of the Moon." He murmured softly, and found that Angmar had pushed the door open and left a long way away. Only then did Padrich come back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"High Priestess, I'm sorry, sir, I haven't seen Ms. Shadowsong for a whole half day. Maybe you can ask the guard on duty at the animal pen."

Two minutes later, in the Temple of the Moon, the trainee priestess Tyrande, who was presiding over affairs on behalf of the chief priest Dijana, said this to Angmar.

"Ms. Shadowsong left an hour ago on her Night Saber. She should have gone to the south of the city. The material transportation team's foothold is outside the city. I think you should be able to find Ms. Shadowsong there. grown ups."

Another half minute later, there was a stable in the Temple of the Moon for storing night sabers specially used by priestesses. The guard on duty guessed.

The guard took a second look at Padrich, who was following closely behind the alien champion mentor, and thought to himself, isn't this a high-ranking member of the Magister Council?

Why do you look like you're wheezing?

"I'm sorry, sir, we don't know where the high priestess is. She was supposed to take us to the Morrowind Village Orphanage an hour ago, but we haven't waited for her until now. If you see the priestess, can you You can’t rush her for us, otherwise we’ll have to wait, and the leopard in the trailer can hardly stay any longer.”

Ten minutes later, in the south of the city, the driver of the material delivery team who had been waiting here for an hour expressed his distress to Angma.

At the same time, the coachman was very puzzled. Why was the mage behind the alien master so panting? Could it be that he ran away from the city?

Alas, the mage masters are so weak. They always lock themselves in the laboratory. They might as well exercise more.

"Master An'angma, I can't do it anymore. I really can't do it anymore."

Seeing that Angmar still wanted to continue searching, Padrich, who was out of breath, begged for mercy again and again, holding his knees and almost gasping for air.

Angmar has been dragging him around the city for 10 minutes. He has never had such a large amount of exercise in the past few hundred years, and his old bones are almost falling apart.

While enjoying a rare rest, Padrich suddenly noticed an extremely strong spiritual power passing through his body, and the earth briefly trembled. He couldn't help but raise his head in surprise, only to find Angmar with his eyes closed. , it is the source of this spiritual power.

This

Padrich was horrified because he discovered that not even Speaker Lloyd of the Magister Council of Suramar City, plus five legendary mages including himself, could not match the mental strength of the alien magician in front of him. Grandmaster.

How could a mortal possess such powerful spiritual power?

In just a moment, Padrich's knowledge of Angmar increased by several dimensions, and he even couldn't help but compare it with the most powerful mage in the Kaldorei Empire, Queen Azshara.

In a daze, Angmar had opened his eyes, as if he had found his target. He snapped his fingers, and a small blue dot appeared in the air. Then it tore the physical space apart and expanded into a teleportation body exuding a blue luster. Door.

Seeing that Angmar was about to walk in, Padrich hurriedly stopped him, "Wait, wait, Master Angmar, don't be anxious, I'll borrow two night sabers, and we'll ride, ride. If you're in a hurry, , let’s go to the transmission network nodes and ask me to let them release their usage rights, okay?”

This is a portal that is separated from the teleportation network and can be used independently. It has an error rate of one-tenth and a fatality rate of one-tenth. Who dares to use it casually?

Padrich felt that he not only underestimated Angmar's importance to Maiev, but also seriously underestimated the madness of this alien magic master.

"This is not your dangerous teleportation spell. It has an error rate of only one ten thousandth, Master Padrich."

After speaking, Angmar walked directly into the portal.

"One in ten thousand"

Padrich took a breath. As an enchantment master at the pinnacle of the Kaldorei Empire and one of the legendary mage with great reputation, how could he not understand the charm of this number?

For many years, the researchers of the Kaldorei Empire have devoted countless efforts, but they have not been able to reduce the error rate of teleportation spells cast outside the teleportation network to less than one tenth.

This alludes to the unreasonable direction of the Kaldorei Empire's magic research. First, in the early years, it relied too much on external sources of magic like the Well of Eternity. Recently, under the leadership of Queen Azshara, it has placed too much emphasis on developing powerful sculptures suitable for war. Can spell.

One ten thousandth

Looking at the dazzling portal, curiosity finally defeated caution. Padrich gritted his teeth and stepped inside.

After a period of dizziness that was far less severe than traveling through the teleportation network, Padrich saw Maiev Shadowsong, who was riding a nightsaber and stopped on a small dirt road, looking at Angmar.

The portal slowly dissipated. Padrich looked back and found that the city of Suramar had become a thorny hill on the horizon. He suddenly understood that in the twenty-ten minutes after leaving the living room, the priestess was probably He ran all the way out of the city, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to go this far.

Looking at the direction, her destination seemed to be the one she was responsible for, the Morrowind Village Orphanage in the southwest.

"Well, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I'm here to explain the misunderstanding." Angmar said awkwardly, scratching his head.

What a lame opening line. Padridge was astonished. It turned out that this magic master that everyone envied was a newbie in love.

"I misunderstood Master Angmar. I'm very nice. You don't have to explain anything. I thank you for your help to the Moon Temple, but that's it. I won't repay you in that way. Please go back. .”

Maiev's tone was cold, but her face turned red. It seemed that just thinking of that way made her blush and her heart beat.

The high-ranking priestess has a very aloof temperament. Alas, this is also a matter of pride.If it were anyone else, he wouldn't even have time to curry favor, so how could he dare to speak like this to Master Angmar.

With this thought in mind, Padridge quietly moved to the side of the road and stood in the shadow of a big tree, so as not to be noticed by the two of them, or not to disturb their conversation.

"Miss Maiev, you should go and guide the transportation team. They have been waiting for you in the south of the city for an hour. When I came, I happened to meet them."

Padrich, who was behind the bushes, noticed that Maiev seemed to be stunned for a moment, obviously realizing that the problem was as indifferent as she said, so how could she run wildly for 10 minutes without being able to recover? I found myself forgetting the most important thing

Padridge chuckled, and a lame love story that only a third-rate writer could write came to mind.

A little girl who works at the Moon Temple in Suramar City. Judging from Padrich's age, it is indeed a little girl who is troubled day and night by the orphans' problems.What she didn't know was that the fleeting glimpse a few days ago had already made a white-skinned visitor from afar fall in love with her at first sight. At the critical moment, the male protagonist in the story handed her a priceless crystal. , solved the biggest problem that troubled her.The girl's heart was opened wide.Nervous and uneasy, she came to the hero's home, only to discover a truth that left her devastated.

Oh, my God, he turned out to be a beast in clothes.

The disappointed girl left straight away, rode on the night saber and ran all the way. Her mind was empty and she just wanted to run and run until she was found by the male protagonist who had suffered great injustice but was also untouched with great pains.

Padrich laughed, suppressed his laughter, found a large clean rock and sat down, cocked his ears and continued to eavesdrop on the conversation between the hero and heroine.