Finally getting rid of the entanglement of the annoying nobles, Alsace came alone to sit on the marble bench in the corridor outside the garden.
When he was in Lordaeron, he was not interested in banquets attended by almost the entire country's top celebrities. If his status as a prince did not require him to attend most of the time, Arthas would rather hone his sword skills at the training ground. .
"With VanCleef, we can choose a place to stay in Kalimdor."
Alsace was enjoying the gentle evening breeze while thinking about what to do next. In fact, he had already thought about this place, which was the original location of Theramore, southeast of Dustwallow Swamp.
Although the climate in Dustwallow Marsh is much worse than other places in Kalimdor, there are almost no local forces from Kalimdor involved there, only some beasts and elemental creatures.
When he drives the orcs to Kalimdor, Theramore can still serve as an outpost, and he can also use the orcs as a buffer zone to contact other forces in Kalimdor.
Although Kalimdor is more wild than the Eastern Kingdoms, it hides the oldest and most powerful ethnic group in the world. They are the glorious remnants of the ancient elven empire, the children of the stars, and the elves of the night - the Kaldorei.
The ships of the Blackwater Merchant Guild have sailed to Kalimdor long ago, but they still rarely encounter night elves. They are now almost all on the holy mountain of Hyjal, and occasionally go to Ashenvale and Felwood below the mountain. Outside the forest, Kaldorei are rarely seen.
Alsace also sent people to find the tauren living there. They are a peace-loving and nature-loving race, but they should be threatened by the centaur tribe. As long as Alsace provides help, it should be easy to obtain them. of trust.
In fact, the people who are least likely to gain alliances are the distant relatives of the high elves. Although they don't use magic like the high elves, their arrogance is etched in their bones.
Even when Azeroth faced the threat of the Burning Legion again, the Kaldorei still stubbornly believed that they were the only force that could protect the world and did not bother to communicate with other mortal races.
Blessed by the World Tree and the Aspect Dragon, the night elves have eternal life and eternal youth. There are many powerful heroes among them who have survived the ancient war, and they have deep connections with the demigods of the wilderness. contact.
But the long time has made some of them forget the horror of the Legion.
If the power of the Burning Legion's "Defiler" Archimonde hadn't completely shattered the elves' arrogance, they might have continued to cling to Mount Hyjal and not communicate with the outside world.
Arthas deeply understood that the real threat facing Azeroth, whether it was the Ancient Gods or the Burning Legion, was not something that any single ethnic group could contend with. He must unite all forces that could be united.
This is not a game world where infinitely resurrected footmen serve as millionaire lords, but a real planet where even one wrong step could lead to catastrophe.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Gianna?"
Arthas woke up from his meditation, turned around, and met Jaina's smiling face. The female mage raised a green-white finger, touched Alsace's forehead, and said with a smile, "Long time no see, my prince." .”
"Long time no see, Jaina."
Arthas gave Jaina a deep hug. He looked at Jaina in her mage robe and asked, "I didn't see you when I introduced the guests at noon. I was disappointed for a long time. Please forgive me for not seeing you this year. I didn’t go to Dalaran to visit you.”
"Hey, our Highness Arthas is a very busy man," Jaina teased with a teasing expression, "How could he still notice a little mage like me?"
"Then you are wrong. I can only notice you in the crowd."
After kissing his fiancée's smooth forehead, Alsace smoothed her hair around her ears, "Did you encounter something?"
"It's nothing, it's just that one of my magic circles suddenly malfunctioned when I was about to leave. It took me a while to save it."
Jaina left her lover's arms and complained, "That damn magic circle, something would happen sooner or later, but it exploded just when I was about to set off!"
"Master Antonidas, he didn't reprimand you, did he?"
"That's not true. That magic circle is not very stable. I can make it run stably for more than two months, which is already very impressive."
Jaina tugged on the skirt of her mage robe, "But I don't have time to change."
"Actually, this mage robe suits you very well. I like it quite a lot."
Dalaran's mage robes are basically tailor-made. Jaina's outfit is more expensive than ordinary dresses, and the soft and comfortable mage robes are more comfortable to wear than the corseted evening gown. many.
Not to mention the level of Dalaran's robe designers, with a violet background, noble gold and silver edging, and quite luxurious fabrics. If it weren't for the exaggerated waistband, this mage's robe would look as good as The dress is really no different.
Arthas also noticed that the purple fabric of Jaina's robe was embroidered with the Magic Eye logo of the Kirin Tor Council of Dalaran.
"Have you entered the Kirin Tor Council?"
The Kirin Tor is a council formed by Dalaran's elite mages, aiming to fight against all threats to the existence of Azeroth. Joining this council itself is a symbol of great strength.
"Yes, it happened last week, and now I am also one of the councilors of the Kirin Tor."
Jaina didn't think this was something to be proud of. After all, there were many more powerful mages in Dalaran than she was. She was able to join the Kirin Tor Council so early, in addition to her excellent strength, there was actually a more important reason. It was her father who was the ruler of Kul Tiras, and her teacher who was the Speaker of the Council of Six in Dalaran.
"Congratulations, but I still hope that the nagging of those mages will not affect you." Arthas congratulated.
"Haha, how is that possible? And not every mage is like you think." After hearing Arthas say that she liked her dress, Jaina didn't really like dresses herself, so she simply gave up the idea of changing clothes.
But Arthas was right. There are indeed some old mages in Dalaran who are nagging. It's not that they are talking about mysterious things, but they are just nagging because their apprentices often mess up things. Nagging.
Mage apprentices are definitely one of the most unstable factors in the laboratory. Some apprentices who are lazy and do not listen carefully may misuse the instructor's wand and turn themselves or their classmates into frogs.
And compared to the few apprentices who can even blow up the laboratory of the Mage Tower, these are small scenes.
After chatting with Arthas about some interesting anecdotes, Jaina no longer cared about Arthas not coming to see her. Suddenly, Jaina thought of something that Arthas might be concerned about.
"By the way, Arthas, do you know about the expulsion of Archmage Kel'Thuzad, one of the six-member council of Dalaran?"
Arthas nodded. Of course he knew that the secret agents of the Privy Council in Dalaran were paying close attention to the whereabouts of the Archmage.
"I've heard a little bit about it. You should know better than me in Dalaran what the specific situation is. Can you tell me about it?"
"This happened at the beginning of last month. Kel'Thuzad was stripped of all his titles and expelled from Dalaran for privately studying necromancy." Jaina recalled the situation at that time. Her teacher Antonida Si even got angry about this, "The teacher was very angry at first, saying how could such a scum come out of Dalaran."
Arthas coughed - if Kel'Thuzad's three-legged cat necromancy spells were considered scum, who was Alsace now?
But now is indeed not the time to bring necromancy to the table. The death knights created by Gul'dan warlocks during the Second Orc War brought too many psychological shadows to mankind.
"Then does anyone know where the former Archmage is now?"
"I don't know about this, but I accidentally heard someone say in the teacher's mage tower that Kel'Thuzad did not return to his hometown, but left Dalaran and headed south. He was last seen by someone. It’s at the port of Nanhai Town.”
This is similar to the information obtained by Alsace's agents: after Kel'Thuzad was expelled by Dalaran, he immediately packed up and rushed to the dock in Southsea Town, where he boarded a ship bound for Northrend, the far north.
Arthas thought to himself that it seemed that the Archmage had been summoned by the Lich King. The Lich King had also set his sights on the human kingdom. He didn't know whether he or the Dread Lord who was monitoring him had noticed him.
His eyes have already been initially spread in Northrend. Although it is difficult to get direct information about Icecrown Glacier, the hinterland of the Lich King's rule, based on the movements of his forces in Northrend, Arthas can roughly know about the Witch King. How far has the Demon King's plan progressed?
Arthas took Jaina's hand and said, "Let's not talk about the mage who tinkers with forbidden arts. The dinner should be about to start, and Varian is still waiting for us."
"Oops! I was so busy chatting with you that I forgot to put on makeup!"
"It doesn't matter. Tonight is not a formal social occasion. I asked Varian to ask the chef to make a lot of Kul Tiran specialties. Are you sure you want to put on makeup?"
"Really? Is there any kurti ramisu?"
"Of course, let's go!"
