Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Outside Stormwind City, the Lothar Family Manor.

"Reiner, what are you looking at?" A woman walked through the corridor and saw her child looking up at the portrait on the wall.

"Oh, mother, I'm wondering who is the person in this painting? Why are they hung with my grandfather?" The little boy pointed to a figure on the wall and said.

The woman followed his fingers and found that it was an elf with blue pupils in a light green robe, and the following read: Aristophane Lothar Windrunner, half-elf, unknown life, from The Kingdom of Quel'Thalas in the northern part of the mainland left Stormwind City after improving the manufacturing process of the workshop and establishing an alchemy laboratory, and there is no news so far.

"I don't know who he is, but your grandfather said that this elf is his grandfather's brother. He came to find his father a hundred years ago, looked at the ancestral grave, and then left Stormwind City and never came back. .”

"Then will he show up again?"

"You can't tell," the woman picked up the child, "the elves' concept of time is completely different from ours. We think time is very long, but the masters see it as a flick of a finger. According to previous records, maybe in a generation or two He will appear before us again, but you and I will not see it."

"Okay kid, it's getting late, you have to go to study with the court teacher tomorrow morning."

Early the next morning, the child was awakened by the noise outside the window.

He rubbed his eyes and came to the window, and found a strange four-legged creature parked in the open space outside the house: it has a transparent body, with blue-purple light flowing inside, it looks like a horse in appearance, but it is much bigger than a horse Many, with a pair of huge wings on the back.

A hooded figure stood beside it, surrounded by manor guards in armor.

The woman from last night broke in suddenly, held the child in her arms, and stared at the crowd in the open space through the window with two heads, one big and one small.

"Outsider, take off your hood!" The captain put his sword on the shield, bent down and shouted loudly.

"...heh," a chuckle came from under the hood, and then he reached back and took off the hood to reveal his face.

"Ah? He's not..." The kid by the window looked at the man, or elf, and pointed at him excitedly.

And all the guards in the field also exclaimed after seeing the figure clearly, the chief guard heaved a sigh of relief, he straightened up and ordered his subordinates to put away their weapons, and then walked in front of Aristophanes: "Hello, ancestor of the family. ..”

"Aristophanes, just call me Aristophanes." The elf smiled and said, "How did you get out of me?"

"The family hung your portrait in the building and workshop, and we are all guards patrolling back and forth, so we know your face very well."

At this moment, the current patriarch of the Lothar family came out and said respectfully: "Welcome, elf, I am the current patriarch of the Lothar family. You can call me Norberto."

"Hello, Norberto, I'm Aristophanes. I think you should know me. I'm here to do business with the family." Aristophanes said straight to the point.

"I'll talk about these things later, come in and rest first." The lion-like patriarch shook his head, and then led Aristophanes into the house.

Not long after sitting down, the sound of "deng, deng, deng" reached everyone's ears. A black-haired child with bare feet ran from the next room to the living room, followed by a panting woman.

The child came to the tea table, stared at Aristophanes who was drinking tea, and asked curiously, "Are you an elf?"

"Ebel!"

The woman came to his side, apologized to Aristophanes in a low voice, then picked up the barefoot child and planned to go back to the house, but the child made a fuss and insisted on staying and listening to them.

"It's okay, ma'am, you can stay and listen, anyway, it's not a big deal." Aristophanes said with a smile, "I wonder if you are?"

"This is my wife, Danielle Roy, and my child, Ebel." The man sitting opposite the elf mage took the crying child from the woman and said.

Aristophanes put down the teacup, reached out from the ring and took out a small metal model of Adelina and put it on his hand. The model was so lifelike that the child was attracted by this little thing and stopped crying immediately.

"Fuga!" The elf mage condensed a trace of magic power at his fingertips, input it into the model's body and chanted the spell, and the model seemed to come alive in an instant.

Aristophanes put it on the luxurious wooden coffee table, and it flapped its wings and began to run on it, with the same blue-purple light flowing on its body as Adeline's real body.

The child "giggled" and laughed.

"I don't know why you came this time?"

"I plan to recruit some craftsmen in Stormwind City, buy some building materials along the way, and then repair some things in the Deadwind Path. I wonder if it is possible?"

"Headwind Path?" Noberto thought for a while, "It shouldn't be a problem to find craftsmen. A new group of dwarves has arrived in the Kingdom. They are all very good builders and blacksmiths. The key is the place you asked for. Plants are scarce and the environment is very harsh. Why would you want to go there? If I really need it, I can ask the king to set aside a separate border for you in Elwynn Forest. You don't need to pay anything, and the family can replace it by itself. "

Aristophanes looked at Norberto's sincere eyes, smiled and shook his head and rejected his proposal: "Elwynn Forest is rich in water and soil, and rich in resources, but the concentration of magic power is not enough. I found it in the Deadwind Pass before. An arcane node, and for mages, the concentration of magic power is more important than living conditions."

Norberto wanted to say something more, but Aristophanes stopped him: "It's okay, Norberto, I can offer something in exchange for the land of Deadwind Pass. It doesn't matter if no one really wants to come. There is no problem in calling craftsmen from Salas."

"Well, since you have already decided, I have nothing to say, but I have a small thing to ask you, that is, if you are free, can you point out the family workshop? Since you left last time we There is no further progress in the workshop."

"No problem." Aristophanes picked up his teacup and drank it down. "I won't leave for the time being. You can arrange a place for me."

Noberto stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and a housekeeper came up to him and led Aristophanes out of the living room.

"Noberto, is that why we trust him?" Danielle looked at her son who was chasing small toys, and asked her husband softly.

"It's okay, Danielle," Noberto said with a serious face at this time, his eyes shining brightly, "this elf may not believe us, so he didn't open his mouth to make friends with us, but directly said his own Purpose, I think you understand what this means."

"And having said that, in the eyes of those elves in the north, our human country has always been a barren land, and there is nothing to covet, let alone the Kingdom of Stormwind, the southernmost human country on the continent. What Aristophanes is asking for is not What important place, Deadwind Passage? If he can really use magic to develop there, I think the king will not reject his proposal at all, but will be grateful to him. After all, Deadwind Passage is not a good place in the kingdom's hands. .”

"Oh, that's fine, as long as you know what's in your heart."

"Don't worry, ma'am." Noberto held Danielle's hand and said softly, "I will protect you, don't worry."