Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

On the Deadwind Path, a human got into a gorgeous tent holding some blueprints.

"Master, according to your request, we have completed the construction of the buildings here."

"Alright Barlow," Aristophanes stopped meditating and opened his eyes, looking at the haggard architect in front of him, "I've worked hard for you these past few months."

"It's nothing, my lord, I don't know the rest of your salary..."

"Let all your workers come here. I have two options here. One is to pay you enough gold coins, but you have to return all the magic jewelry in your hands; the other is to keep those magic jewelry according to the market price. jewelry, but the rest has to work for me long enough to make up for the jewelry's value."

Baloric froze for a moment, then turned around and summoned the workers.

Aristophanes looked at the architect's back, thinking of the rebellion in later generations due to non-payment, and suddenly laughed. At this time, a rough voice came to his ears.

"Hey, elf boy, come out!"

The elf mage opened the tent and walked out. At this time, a huge change had taken place outside: a flat square covered with gray rocks appeared in front of him, and some human workers were still busy on it.

At the northern end of the square, there is a row of human-style houses, where these workers lived before.

At the foot of the mountain to the west, there is a circular elf-style building, inside which is the energy essence circle left by Aristophanes. It looks very simple, but looks very strong.

"Here, elf kid!" Aristophanes turned around, and a group of dwarf craftsmen appeared in his sight, led by the Firebeard man named Monsagun.

He walked quickly to the south side of the tent, while the dwarves excitedly raised the stones in their hands and yelled, while some drank the fine dwarf wine hanging from their waists.

"What's the matter, Monsagun?"

"Look at this, Aristophanes." Monsagun raised his hand, and a shiny ore appeared in front of Aristophanes. He took the stone from the dwarf's hand, and cast a spell on it .

"In it..." Aristophanes read the result of the spell feedback, "Is it copper?"

"More than that, there is still a small part of iron, gold and silver in it. Besides, we also found this thing," Monsagunn took a sip from the wooden beer glass next to him, and said something from Sayel Fire Xu held a few shiny gems in his hand, "I think you know these things, after all, are you an elf?"

By the way, according to Monsagun, Sayel is his cousin, just like his relationship with Sister Aurelia.

"Malachite, agate, opal?" Aristophanes recognized that these were gems that were not rare but were of great use to him.

"According to our experience, there is a very huge copper vein here," said the dwarf with a serious expression at this time, his beard wet with wine sticking to his chest in strands, "so I would like to use the name of the Firebeard family to Cooperate with you to develop the minerals here."

Aristophanes held the ore in his hand, quietly thinking about the pros and cons, while Monsagun and Sayel looked at him nervously.

"We'll discuss this issue later, Monsagun." After thinking about it for a while, the elf mage decided to put the topic aside, but he still opened his mouth to see the two disappointed,

"But you don't have to worry, I will definitely develop this mine. As for today, it is our celebration day, so don't think about these issues."

"Okay," Monsagun nodded, and Saier suddenly interjected, "Celebration? What celebration?"

"Of course the main building here has been completed, and you have also found out that there is indeed a mine here. Of course, Double Happiness is worth celebrating."

"Is there any spirits?" Sayel asked excitedly.

"Of course there will be," Aristophanes chuckled, "I specially sent someone to purchase a batch from Stormwind City. According to the average number of you, each person can share at least two bottles, and it should be delivered in the afternoon."

"That's great!" Monsagun immediately put the disappointment behind him when he heard the words, "Do you need us to do anything else?"

"Well, everything should be ready... why don't you take a good rest and have fun together at night!"

The two dwarves nodded and returned to their ranks. After a while, a burst of cheers reached Aristophanes' ears. He smiled slightly and turned to look at the gathered human craftsmen.

"Baluo, is everyone here?"

"Yes Your Excellency, everyone is here." Baloric checked the number of people again and put away the list in his hand.

"Well, Barlow must have told you my thoughts, so what's your opinion?"

There was a commotion in the crowd, they looked at each other, and suddenly someone raised their hand and asked, "My lord, can we ask about the salary?"

"How much are your wages in Stormwind?"

"About three silver coins a month, and five silver coins when the market is good."

"In that case, I won't ask you to pay back the price of the jewelry. As long as you work for me for ten years, I will also pay you a salary during this period. The specific amount will be determined after the number of people is determined, but it will definitely be higher than ten pieces. Silver coins," Aristophanes said, "Of course, if you are not satisfied, you can also hand over the magic jewelry in your hands, and then settle the two months' wages, and return to Stormwind City with the transport team tomorrow morning."

"Ah, this..." The craftsman was stunned, and wanted to say something but was stopped by Baloric's gesture.

"Baloric, I'll leave this job to you. In the afternoon, we will count the people who will leave and leave, and we will come to the celebration ceremony together in the evening."

"Follow my lord."

After Aristophanes finished speaking, he walked towards the circular building in the distance, while the craftsmen surrounded Baloric, chattering and asking him what was going on.

"Generally speaking, His Excellency the Mage needs manpower and asked us if we want to stay here." Baloric said loudly.

"I don't want to stay in such a desolate place, I have nothing, I just work every day..."

"But the wages here are high, and once the precious magic jewelry is gone, it must be returned to the mage."

"You still believe the words of these nobles? What's more, he is still an elf. I want to go back to Stormwind City anyway!"

The quarrel became more and more intense, but under Baloric's control, the crowd quickly divided into two parts, and only a small part remained. Most of them still chose to leave here and return to the familiar Elwynn Forest and Stormwind City.

On the other side, Aristophanes continued to carve runes on the walls in the circular building. He planned to use this building as the foundation to build a new mage tower.

Time passed quickly, and soon Ms. Bai and Blue Child appeared in the sky, and the tall bonfire was already burning in the center of the square. The loud voices of the dwarves resounded through the sky, and the human craftsmen also shouted loudly around the bonfire , venting their hard work.

After the celebration, Aristophanes returned to the Fortress of the Farstriders through the portal, and Sylvanas had been waiting there early.

"What's wrong, Sylvanas?"

"Aristophanes, there is a blue-haired elf from the north who calls herself Stella, and she is in a hurry to find you."

"Stella? I see, where is she now?"

"In the hotel in the fortress, I felt that she was not simple. The aura she showed before was terrifying, as if..." Cirvanas said with a worried expression.

"Like a giant dragon?" Aristophanes took up the conversation.

"Yes, like a top predator," Cirvanas suddenly realized after finishing speaking, "Giant dragon?"

However, Aristophanes did not answer her directly, but said: "Come on, let's meet this 'Stella' together and see what she has to say."