Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Two days later, a ranger troop passed the tall shepherd's gate in a long and neat queue. They wore uniform dark green costumes and rode chocobos of the same height on their hips. The long sword, without squinting, and slightly behind him are two female rangers, both wearing green hoods, golden hair hanging down on their chests, and a silver brooch engraved with the Windrunner's family crest, reflecting With golden light.

They walked along the Elder's Trail, the streets were decorated with magic items, and the fiery red trees growing throughout Quel'Thalas were dotted sporadically, which perfectly matched the overall style of red and gold in the city. A large number of Silvermoon City elves stood on the road Surrounding them on both sides, some huge arcane guards maintained order, and the conversation between two of the elves was heard by the leading elves.

"Ha, I win, Jamie!"

"You're too happy, Robson, the king didn't say he was giving them titles."

After walking this distance, one of the two Windrunner rangers suddenly opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Mother, is there any variable in this?"

"Don't worry, my child," another Windrunner replied softly, "Just wait in peace."

Soon they arrived at the Far Traveler Square under the guidance of the arcane guards, and quickly settled down.

That night, Anasteria received Taranas, Lireza, and Cirvanas at the Tower of Sunfury, and roughly told them about the procedures of the next day, and finally asked They asked, "Has Aristophanes Windrunner left?"

The three looked at each other, and finally Taranas said: "Your Majesty, Aristophanes set off with us, but after arriving at the middle of the Arendar River and meeting with Li Reza, he will transfer to other cargo merchant ships. Parted with us, and as of now, we don't know where he is."

His Majesty the King nodded slightly, but he didn't show it on his face, but said in a somewhat strange tone: "It's a pity, you must inform me when he comes back, and I will personally visit him to thank him for his kindness. contribution of the kingdom."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your generosity." Li Reza stood up and bowed to Anasteria, and then the king waved them away.

As soon as he left the Tower of Sunfury, Cirvanas showed a look of surprise on his face: "Mother, the king..."

"Speak carefully!" Li Reza stopped what she wanted to say, pulled her daughter and Taranas quickly left the Tower of Sunfury. On the terrace on the top floor of the Tower of Sunfury, which they couldn't see, Anasteria stood there quietly with a weird smile on his lips.

"Mother, what does the king mean?!" Cirvanas asked loudly as soon as he returned to the resident room.

Li Reza was sitting on the soft sofa, her face was hidden in the shadows, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but her clenched fists showed that her heart was not calm: "Okay Hill, don't worry about these things, take a rest now Get ready for the canonization ceremony tomorrow morning!"

"Mother!"

"Be obedient!" Liresa raised her head abruptly, her harsh voice made Cirvanas shudder.

Taranas, who was standing aside, stepped forward and persuaded Cirvanas to go back to his room, and then sat opposite Li Reza, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

In the early morning of the next day, all the rangers were ready to go. Although Cirvanas, who was still angry, was also dressed neatly, his face was frosty.

After Taranas and Li Reza came out,

According to the procedure given by the king last night, they will first go through the Garden Street Market and several mage towers in the West City, and then go out of the city to take the Dragon Eagle to the Sunstrider Island in the northwest, and be canonized under the watchful eyes of the statue of King Dath'Rema .

The rangers of the Farstriders moved at a fast speed, ignoring the onlookers of Silvermoon City's elves and mages pointing at the mage's tower, they quickly walked out of the city in a neat queue.

On Sunstrider Island, under the statue of Dath'Remar, Darkan was standing under the rostrum, surrounded by scattered elves, and various flattering words came to his ears.

But before he was happy, Taranas rushed over with the Ranger Ranger Troop. Their arrival time was far beyond the expectations of Dar'Khan and the elf nobles.

Looking at the rangers who got off their mounts and quickly assembled, Dar'Khan went up to meet him: "Are you Taranas Windrunner?"

The leader of the ranger who was in the whole team turned his head to look at the gorgeously dressed elf mage, and nodded: "I am, ah, what's your business?"

"Belore, I am Councilman Darkan Drahir, the host of this canonization, why did your people come so early?"

"Isn't this the normal time requested by the king?" Taranas was a little puzzled.

Looking at the well-equipped rangers with murderous looks, Darkan's mouth twitched, knowing that he and others still underestimated this army.

He was about to speak when he suddenly found a female elf wearing a cloak embroidered with the family crest of the Windrunner and with very, very light purple facial lines on her face looking at him viciously. Those sharp eyes seemed to pierce his body. Feeling unwell for a while, he said to Taranas: "His Majesty the King will arrive later, please rest first."

Then I went back to those circles of nobles and continued to listen to them boasting about myself, and stopped paying attention to those rangers.

Taranas had no choice but to order the rangers to rest on the spot.

"Taranas, what's going on?" Li Reza led Cirvanas forward.

"We came early, His Majesty the King hasn't arrived yet."

"But didn't His Majesty say that it started at this time last night?"

"Sirvanas, this is Silvermoon City, not Farstrider Fortress. You have to get used to the lifestyle of these elves and nobles." Taranas smiled wryly to appease the furry female ranger.

"Tsk, I understand why Aristophanes doesn't want to stay in Silvermoon City." A look of disgust flashed in Cirvanas's eyes, and then she turned and walked into the team of rangers. spray.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for His Majesty the King to lead the members of the council to appear at the venue through the portal. Under the auspices of Dar'Kan, Anasterian happily announced that the Ranger Ranger troops now officially belong to the King. Directly under them, their treatment will be the same as those of lawbreakers.

The Rangers of the Farstriders stood quietly and listened to Anasteria's speech. His Majesty the King looked at this elite army and nodded in satisfaction.

"The following is the announcement of the appointment list of specific personnel. Taranas Windrunner!"

"arrive!"

"Please come forward."

Taranas held the hilt of the sword with one hand, stepped onto the rostrum, and knelt in front of the king on one knee. Anasteria tapped his shoulders lightly with Flame Strike: "I am now Canonize you as the Ranger General of Silvermoon City, command the Far Travelers, and command the ranger troops in the country to assist you in times of war."

Taranas had a serious expression: "I will live up to my trust!"

Anasteria waved his hand, and a guard beside him walked forward holding a long golden-red box, and then opened it. Taranas stood up and looked, and saw a slightly ordinary long box The bow was lying on the red flannel, and a few magical streamers flashed from time to time.

His Majesty the King caressed the bow, the purple magic circle flashed away, and the turbulent energy came out wantonly: "This is a bow that I asked three of the most experienced craftsmen in Silvermoon City to jointly forge. The bow is made of The branches of Sas'ara were carved and dipped in the sunwell, absorbing a large amount of magical essence, so that its hardness increased dramatically, becoming almost indestructible, but at the same time retaining the connection with the natural magic of Sas'ara.

As for the bowstring, it is obtained by fusing dragon tendons and mithril strands with arcane energy. Now I give it to you. I hope you can make good use of this bow to contribute to the kingdom! "

Taranas stretched out his left hand to hold the bow, he felt the magic power in his body flow into it along the arm, the longbow glowed with light, an eagle-beak-shaped gauntlet wrapped Taranas' hand, two short The blade of the bow appeared on both sides of the bow arm, and at the same time a short dagger also appeared, and the purple armor began to appear on the wooden bow.

"It seems that it recognizes you, give it a name, Taranas!"

The elf ranger stroked the bow, and then said: "Thank you for your reward, Your Majesty, I decided to call it 'Sasdora'."

"'Forest Courage'? A good name, I hope you don't let it down." Anasteria gave him a look full of meaning.

"I hereby promise you that this weapon will always protect the land of the Quel'dorei, and Silvermoon City will never fall."

After Taranas finished speaking with a serious face, he turned and looked at the audience, holding up his longbow, and all the elves present seemed to hear a cry of eagles, frightening the sky and suppressing the clouds.