Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

After granting Lyresa Windrunner the ranger lord, Sylvanas Windrunner the ranger captain and promoted many ranger positions, the king also announced an order that Darkan Drash As a representative of the royal family, Er was stationed in the Fortress of the Farstrider, and assumed the subsequent responsibilities of dividing the lord's land and defending against the invasion of forest trolls.

Darkan couldn't hide the shock on his face. The king had never told him this news before, which made him very flustered. After the canonization ceremony was over, he hurried to the Tower of Sunfury to ask to meet the king without caring about other things.

"Ah, Lord Darkan, you came just in time, how about my outfit?" Anasteria said while showing him the dress he had just changed, "This is a special dress I specially made to take care of the Ranger Ranger. Have a royal tailor make a ranger-style banquet dress."

Looking at the exquisite crimson robe, Darkan forced a smile: "It fits very well, Your Majesty. I think those rangers will give you the warmest applause when you enter the arena."

"That's natural," Anasteria said while looking in the mirror, allowing the maid to arrange the collar and accessories for herself, "tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's about your previous order at the canonization site, I have some doubts..."

"Oh, you mean to go to the Farstrider Fortress as a representative of the royal family? Don't worry, haven't you read the titles I gave to those Farstrider rangers today? They will protect you." Anasteria said casually Said.

"Didn't you say that you would send me to Riguan Village to serve as a ship officer?" Darkan showed an anxious expression. Before that, he was thinking of going to Riguan Village, which is a golden location in the channel of the Arendar River. Hold on tight, aren't the gold coins rolling in? He didn't want to go to the front line to face the trolls, so his tone was a little blunt in his anxiety, "Your Majesty, that's the southernmost Fortress of the Farwalkers in the kingdom! Those forest trolls will keep attacking here, you let Am I going to kill me?"

Hearing this, the expression on Anasteria's face changed instantly. He waved his hand to let the two maids arranging the accessories go out, then turned to look at the male elf in front of him.

"Darkan Drathir, didn't I tell you? The Ranger Ranger Troops will protect you. Since they were able to protect the south from trolls without the support of the Kingdom, they accepted the Kingdom's support. The support of the trolls should be able to suppress the range of activities of the trolls."

Darkan learned from the previous investigation of Aristophanes that although the Farstrider Ranger is highly skilled, it is not much better than other elves. Therefore, the Farstrider Fortress can overwhelm the trolls and ensure the stability of the kingdom's borders with only the thousand and eight hundred rangers. The main reason is that Aristophanes integrated the Farstrider territory, thus providing a large number of high-level enchantments for the rangers. Items and those so-called Farstrider-style weapons.

If the Farstrider Fortress was still monolithic, I could continue to produce equipment and items to suppress the trolls in the past, but now... Thinking of this, Darkan wanted to say something, but Anasteria suddenly became very impatient : "Okay, don't be a mother-in-law, Darkan, I let you go because I believe in your ability! What, don't you want the position of this member?"

Darkan shivered, and quickly answered "yes" loudly, and then Anasteria's expression quickly changed from cloudy to clear, and he pulled Darkan to discuss what accessories to bring to the evening.

That night, in the square of Huayuan Market, a huge arcane fire was blazing, and vendors of various colors were placed on both sides of the road. Farstrider rangers and residents of Silvermoon City shuttled among them, and laughter resounded through the sky.

"Well,

What is this made of? Looking at the strings of crystal clear white meatballs, a female elf with waist-length blond hair asked curiously.

"Ah, honorable lady, this is made from North Sea salmon, and it's mixed with my family's secret spice recipe. Come, try it, it only costs five copper coins!"

"Okay, give me two skewers."

"Okay!" The elf peddler quickly took off two skewers, sprinkled some red and brown seasonings, and handed them to the female ranger in front of him.

She picked up a skewer and took a bite. The extremely elastic fish meat bounced in her mouth, and the moderately salty and sweet taste made her eyes shine. She finished the two skewers in three or two bites. She was planning to continue buying. The ranger suddenly came over: "Ah, Captain Cirvanas, I finally found you."

"What's the matter, Halduron?" Sylvanas recognized the person, and his expression suddenly became serious.

"There is an urgent message from the Far Traveler Fortress!"

"Okay, I'll go back right away!" After finishing speaking, Cirvanas turned around and quickly left the busy market, followed by Halduron.

But in the Tower of Sunfury, it was another scene: on one side of the hall, Taranas and Li Reza were holding wine glasses to accept the congratulations of the elves and nobles, while His Majesty the King stood on the other side, talking with the council. The members chatted softly and burst into laughter from time to time.

At this time, Darkan came to Taranas with a complicated expression while holding a wine glass: "Congratulations, Ranger General and Ranger Lord of Silvermoon City."

"You're welcome, Senator Darkan." Taranas and Li Reza lightly clinked glasses with him to express their gratitude.

"Presumably you also know that I will go to the Fortress of the Far Traveler next, please give me more advice in the future."

"Don't be afraid to teach, learn from each other." Taranas said meaningfully, "I hope you can resist the pressure of the troll."

Darkan nodded, raised his head silently, drank the wine in the glass, and turned to leave.

At this moment, a whisper entered his ears: "Hey, have you heard?"

"What did you hear?"

"Originally, His Majesty the King planned to hand over the shipping officer of Corona Village to Mr. Darkan, but because of Master Belovar's suggestion, the King let him go to the border, saying that he would train him well."

Darkan's drooping face showed a hint of ferocity, but it quickly disappeared. Accompanied by the king's greeting, he quickly adjusted his emotions, and came before Anasteria with a smile on his face.

"His Majesty."

"Mr. Darkan, this glass of wine is toast to you. I wish you a smooth journey. I hope you will not disappoint the kingdom's expectations. Come, cheers."

"Cheers!" The councilors around the king raised their glasses with the king's slogan and looked at Darkan.

At this time, the new king's confidant was regarded by the outside world as a strong contender for the senator. The magister Darkan Drahir saw the strange eyes of those senators, and suddenly understood why Aristophanes refused to hesitate. He rejected Silvermoon City's invitation and chose to go to the border instead.

"But I'm different from you! I will definitely become one of them!" Darkan once again strengthened his determination, picked up the wine glass and nodded with a smile, and then drank the wine inside.

At this moment, a ranger broke into the hall: "There is urgent information, the forest trolls are invading again!"

The originally noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and Taranas went straight to the ranger: "Brenson, what's going on?"

"General, there is an urgent message from the Farstrider Fortress. The trolls raided our defense line earlier today! They attacked back and forth, and now the fortress defense line is in jeopardy!"

"How is this possible? Where's the guard post we arranged? Where's the scout?"

Brunson shook his head: "I don't know the specific situation, but according to Captain Sylvanas' speculation, the trolls should have infiltrated our territory along the eastern mountain range, and then launched a surprise attack!"

At this time, Anasteria spoke: "Okay, Sir Taranas, don't ask any more questions! You pack up and get ready to go, I will let Sir Darkan follow behind with supplies, I don't care about these giants. Where did the demons come from, and how many people there are, the traveler must destroy them!"

"yes!"