Dalaran, Violet Citadel, and members of the Kirin Tor Council of Six each have their own mage tower.
This is both a status symbol and a job requirement.
In the world of mages, strength determines treatment, and ability determines power.
Although he said that, Antonidas was not the strongest person in Dalaran.
As the prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas is almost the strongest person in Dalaran.
The reason why Kael'thas is almost the strongest is because there is another inhuman existence.
Krasus, the youngest consort and most favored descendant of the Red Dragon Queen, aliased Borel, wandered around the human world and became a member of the six-member Kirin Tor Council.
Only a few people know Krasus' true identity, and Kael'thas is one of them.
"Crasus, I have some questions to ask you, and I hope you can answer them truthfully."
Inviting the red dragon to his mage tower, Kael'thas entertained the guests with the best morning dew wine.
"Kael'thas, I've said it more than once, call me Borel. My identity is very useful, and I don't want to be exposed because of your big mouth." Krasus smelled the wine condensed like moonlight, His body was relaxed, but his tone was serious.
"Borrell, you should believe in my magical skills. Even Antonidas cannot eavesdrop on our conversation without alerting me."
Although Kael'thas sounded indifferent, he honestly changed the name of the red dragon.
"Tell me, there is something you want to ask me for confirmation."
Doctor Borel drank the contents of the cup in one gulp. He burped happily.
"My exile is expected to end, and I need a reassurance, my friend."
Kael'thas offered Borrell another drink. Then he sat aside and waited for the Red Dragon Master's answer.
"Oh, it turns out you were exiled. Who dares to be exiled as a prince? What kind of guarantee do you want from me?"
Borel responded to Kael'thas with a flirtatious tone and an indifferent attitude, but the latter didn't care at all.
"We all know the truth. Put down your pretense, Krasus. Even if you are Alexstrasza's favorite darling, offending the future king of Quel'dorei is not a wise choice."
Kael'thas' words were harsh, but his expression was still as warm as the nine o'clock sun in the morning.
"Okay, you speak and I listen. But there's no guarantee you'll get the guarantee you need."
Krasus put aside his cynical pretense, put down the wine glass in his hand, and prepared to listen carefully to what Kael'thas wanted to say.
"The power struggle in Silvermoon City is fierce. In order to protect me and allow me to accumulate merit, my father put me in charge of Silvermoon City's affairs in Dalaran. To be honest, although life in Violet Castle is very relaxed and comfortable, for me Said, this is exile. Antonidas has not contributed to the improvement of my magic level. On the contrary, it is me, the elves of Quel'dorei who are constantly helping humans improve their magical attainments. The human kingdom is like a magical world. Desert. Dalaran is just an oasis in the desert. I was exiled by my father in the name of love, and I was excluded from the glory of the Sunwell by those guys in the Council with their merits and careers." Kyle. After Thass said this, he picked up the wine glass and drank it down, and then continued, "Now. The opportunity is before me. Quel'Thalas has attracted an invasion from the tribe. Those dirty trolls have colluded with the orcs. , joined the tribe, and my father is planning to call me back to lead the army to put down the rebellion. This is an opportunity, an opportunity for me to return to the center of Silvermoon City's full strength."
"Then, what does this have to do with me."
Borel looked at Kael'thas with doubtful eyes.
"That's enough, Krasus. The red dragon chose the tribe and the orcs. No one is a fool. I want you to promise that when I lead the army in battle, there will not be a red dragon in the sky above my army. I want you to promise , my comeback show will be perfect and there won’t be any surprises because of you Red Dragon.”
Kael'thas put away the gentle smile he had practiced for hundreds of years, and his handsome face was filled with a ferocious look.
"Kael'thas, we can be considered friends."
"Calculate."
"Then I don't want to lie to you, I can't give you any guarantee, because I belong to His Majesty, and all red dragons belong to the king. I'm sorry, I am not the King of Red Dragons. I can only try to contact some familiar guys, that's all That's all. You know, and you Quel'dorei elves should know, that the red dragon has a divided attitude towards you elves, humans, dwarves, those dwarves, and all creatures including trolls. If it weren't for Your Majesty After repeatedly emphasizing the preciousness and equality of life, some guys in the Red Dragon Legion have long wanted to launch a purification war. I'm sorry, Kael'thas, I don't want to deceive you, and I can't give you any guarantees."
Crassus let out a long sigh.
"So, can I meet the Red Dragon Queen through you?"
Kael'thas asked cautiously.
"I can help you convey this request, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."
Crassus pursed his lips and made a regretful expression.
"Is that so? That's such a pity."
Kael'thas didn't force it, he just helped Krasus fill up the wine again.
"Kael'thas, you Quel'dorei elves are considered immortals, and your magic talent is so excellent. Why waste your energy on power?"
Crassus, or the master Borel asked.
"Because I am the son of Anastarion, the heir of Dath'Remar, the heir to the Sunstrider dynasty, and the prince of all the Quel'dorei elves."
Kael'thas replied.
"Well, my friend, although I can't give you what you want, as a friend, the headquarters can let you leave empty-handed."
Crassus drank the wine again, then stood up, took out a ring from his arms, and put it on his hand.
"In the name of the Oath-Binder of Life, the Guardian of All Living Beings, and the Great Red Dragon King, grant Kael'thas Sunstrider limited strength. Within a year, you will have the resilience of a dragon. ."
Crassus's hand with the ring showed signs of dragon transformation during the process of blessing it.
"Take advantage of my blessings, Kael'thas."
"Thank you, my friend. Unfortunately, what I want more is the promise of the Red Dragon Legion."
Kael'thas accepted the red dragon's blessing calmly and then embraced Krasus.
Leaving Kael'thas' tower, Krasus returned to his mage tower.
Before I even entered the bedroom, I heard the sound of chewing through the door.
“Allahu Akbar!”
Holding the wand, Krasus pushed open the door, only to be struck by an arcane storm.
However, after the room was in a mess, the clicking sound remained. Krasus followed the sound and looked down to the side. He saw a little dwarf eating potato chips against the wall near the door.
"Hey, boy Crassus, it's been a long time since I last saw you, and your irritable temper hasn't changed yet."
"Crack, click."
Crassus closed the door, pretending that nothing had happened, and was going to have another cup of tea with Antonidas.
As a result, when he turned around, Chromie appeared in front of him again.
"Aunt, aunt, sister, what are you doing for me?"
Crassus was speechless and raised his forehead. What day was it today? Why did he encounter this disaster?
"I have news about Alexstrasza!"
Chromie shook the bag and found that he had eaten all the potato chips. He crumpled the paper bag into a ball and crushed it into powder and ashes.
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Crassus could no longer calm down in front of the queen's news, and asked sternly.
"I know, you Red Dragon Legion are going crazy looking for Alexstrasza. Chromie, who never leaves his name when I do good deeds, is the most public-minded and righteous, so he took the time to inform you."
Chromie looked like he was ready to praise me.
"what do you want?"
This was not the first time Krasus had dealt with a bronze dragon, so he asked bluntly.
"I want you to ensure that the red dragons who are still free will not interfere in the war in Quel'Thalas. Furthermore, I want you to take special care of one person and ensure that he cannot leave Dalaran within a year."
Chromie readily offered his conditions.
"who?"
Crassus asked, frowning.
"Kael'thas."
"Sorry, I can't do it."
"Then the previous requirements remain unchanged, and the candidates behind will be changed."
Chromie didn't insist either.
"explain."
"Ilusia Barov."
"Can."
Crassus readily agreed.
Carlos Barov, I prevented your sister's death for you. You must accept my kindness in the future.
When Chromie explained to Krasus what had happened to the Red Dragon Queen, he was thinking of the battle not long ago.
Obviously all the prerequisites have not changed, why would the ending change? It would make me busy again. (To be continued)
