Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

That night, after the banquet to welcome the Chatorei envoys and celebrate the completion of the project, Aristophanes led Talisa and her party to the Alcandor Hall under the bright moonlight.

The cool white moonlight shines on the surface of the building, and the white walls can be clearly seen through the light blue shield. The blue cube in the steeple at the top rotates slowly, exuding a fascinating light.

The two guards quickly stood up after seeing the person coming, and after saying the slogan, each took out a gemstone, and opened a hole in the barrier with a height of one person, and Aristophanes and others walked in one by one.

Talisa looked up, and there were some exquisite patterns carved on the white gate. She recognized the sun, moon, and maple leaves, all kinds of gemstones were inlaid on them, exuding a faint magical aura.

Aristophanes stretched out his palm covered with secret energy to cover the gate, purple secret energy poured into it, the relief on the gate seemed to come to life, and then slowly and silently opened to both sides.

Talisa followed Aristophanes into the interior of the building. She looked around and saw some magical runes faintly revealed on the surrounding walls.

Looking up, the entire hall is extremely brightly illuminated by the cold white moonlight through the huge glass dome. In the deep pit directly opposite grows a symmetrical tree, engraved with ancient arcane symbols all over its body, with drooping branches. The light is overflowing, light blue and lavender mist looming in the air, and some purple fruits hang at the bottom, exuding a mysterious halo.

"Welcome to the Hall of Le Numerville, this is Arcandor, the legendary tree that represents the balance of arcane and nature."

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, Talisa let out a long breath.

"As for the fruit of Arcandor, I can give you one now, whether you take it or use it for experimentation. In short, we will discuss it after you confirm the effect, although I don't think it is necessary," Aristophanes said using the mage He took off a fruit and handed it to Talisa, "The Quel'dorei who are staying here have all eaten for a round, and you have seen their situation. They have basically got rid of the magic addiction. harm."

The chief arcanist took over the fruit of Arcandor that was still exuding a purple halo, and some didn't quite believe that such a small fruit could bring the Shal'dorei back to life.

She solemnly put away the fruit, and then saluted Aristophanes: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Excellency the Great Magister, no matter what the result is, I will be grateful for your gift."

Aristophanes waved his hand and said with some self-mockery: "I am also for the future of the elves, well, let's not talk about this, let's go back."

On the south side of the central square in Le Neumerville,

Some small buildings are scattered on it, and Talisa, Aruin, and Marga (female night child) are in a room looking at the purple fruit on the table.

Aruin stared at the fruit, and asked directly, "Your Excellency, Chief Arcanist, what are we waiting for? Why don't we just eat it?"

Seeing the somewhat anxious male Shaldorei, although Talisa was a little surprised by his emotions, she still explained: "Aruin, although Aristophanes said that the Quel'dorei solved the problem of magic addiction by eating it. Question, but according to the information Marga heard, the first batch of Quel'dorei took the fruit only about a month and a half ago, so whether the fruit will have sequelae or how it will affect the elves is completely unknown."

Then her expression became a little serious: "And the most important thing is that Arkandor does not belong to Suramar, nor does it belong to the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, nor does it even belong to the so-called Farstrider territory, but belongs to It is unique to Aristophanes, the great magister. If this fruit is really what he said, do you understand the meaning here?"

Aruin was a little puzzled, Talisa sighed, and continued to explain to him: "Don't you think the situation here is strange? Although Aristophanes contacted a group of Quel'dorei mages, they are more distant The mage apprentice trained by Walker himself, the construction team belonging to Quel'Thalas did not appear at all, replaced by dwarves and human craftsmen. It is true that those construction teams may refuse his employment because they are too far away from Silvermoon City, but you Do you think it makes sense?"

The chief arcanist took a sip of the magic wine on the table: "So we can't predict where this great magister will go in the end. We must be cautious about the relationship between Suramar and him. If he and Quill Salas broke up, should we choose him or the kingdom in the north? A little carelessness in these issues will lead to diplomatic tension between us and the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas, and even a breakdown in trade. You must know that Quel'Thalas is now a Soviet kingdom. Rama's largest commodity importer, our Chatorei silk and starlight roses are extremely popular."

Aruin didn't expect this little fruit to be involved in so many relationships, and a look of frustration appeared on his face: "Poor Olule..."

Only then did Talisa and Marga understand what the scouts in front of them were worried about. Marga poured Aruin a glass of magic wine, and then comforted the Nightborn thief: "Aruin, it's okay, actually you don't need to Worried about your sister, as the scale of our transaction with Quel'Thalas has grown, a large amount of Quel'Thalas magic wine has begun to pour into Suramar, which greatly reduces the difficulty for civilians to obtain magic wine."

"But according to my salary, I can barely afford the daily expenses, and then I can buy magic wine for Orule..." Aruin shook his head, picked up the glass and drank it, then stood up, "Your Majesty Talisa , I’m going to watch the night first.”

After speaking, he turned and walked out, leaving only Talisa and Marga in the room.

"Your Excellency, Chief Arcanist, what should we do?" Marga asked softly, a little nervously. She was just a fledgling brewer, and she had no idea why Talisa chose her to be the attendant of this secret visit.

Talisa closed her eyes, tapped her fingers on the table, and then asked a question that had nothing to do with fruit: "Marga, what do you think of the magic wine in Quel'Thalas? Compared with the magic wine in Suramar How about it?"

"Ah?" The winemaker was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly, "It can only be said that each has its own advantages and disadvantages. My teacher visited the largest winery in Quel'Thalas before and brought back a batch of wines produced in Quel'Thalas. Compared with Suramar's magic wine, their magic wine tastes more sunny, not as long as ours, but it is still a feature."

"Then can this kind of fruit be brewed into wine?"

"You mean..."

"Yes, if we brew the fruit of Arcandor into magic wine, and then Suramar purchases it, will it avoid some problems?" Talisa's eyes brightened as she spoke.

"It will take a long time to study, Your Excellency the Chief Arcanist," Marga was not so excited. She knew that it would be very difficult to develop and brew a new wine, let alone have the effect of curing magic addiction. It's not as simple as Talisa thought.

"It's okay, Marga, I'll go to Aristophanes to ask this question in person tomorrow." Talisa put away the fruit, "It's getting late, let's rest."

Early the next morning, Talisa went to the brand-new meeting hall, and Aristophanes' apprentice Lucia brought Talisa to a small reception room.

At this time, the elf mage was leading a few people in the hall next door to look at the terrain sand table made by Lor'themar and Cirvanas, and study the location of the water outlet.

"Aristophanes, according to the terrain, the aqueduct may not be necessary," Monsagun said after thinking for a while while standing on a stool and looking at the overlapping models.

"why?"

"According to your calculations, it will take at least half a year to fill this deep ravine without damaging the water system of the Elwynn Forest." , A canyon that goes this way usually has underground rivers, so you don’t need to worry about the collection of water flow. And according to our experience this time, even if the canyon is full, we can still open mountains and build canals.”

Aristophanes pondered for a while, and clapped his hands: "Okay, then temporarily put aside the connection between the swamp and the Deadwind Trail water system, and focus on the construction of the surrounding buildings and environment."

After the task was assigned, everyone walked out of the hall, and Lucia approached Aristophanes: "Teacher, Miss Talisa is already waiting next door."

"Okay, I'll go over now, you help Sencilia sort out the minutes of the meeting."

"Yes!"