Dalaran, Violet Castle, and the members of the Council of Six Kenrito each have their own mage tower.

This is both a status symbol and a necessity for work.

In the world of mages, strength determines treatment, and ability determines power.

That being said, Antonidas wasn't the strongest of Dalaran.

As the prince of Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas is almost the strongest in Dalaran.

The reason why Kael'thas is almost the strongest is because there is also an inhuman being.

Crassus, the youngest spouse of the Red Dragon Queen and the most favored descendant, assumed the pseudonym Borrell, and mixed into the human world and became a member of the Kenrito Six-member Parliament.

Only a handful of people know the true identity of Crassus, and Kael'thas is one of them.

"Crassus, I have some questions for you, and I hope you can answer them truthfully."

Inviting the Red Dragon to his Mage's Tower, Kael'thas entertains his guests with the finest morning dew.

"Kael'thas, I've said more than once, call me Borrell, my identity is useful, and I don't want to be exposed because of your big mouth." Crassus sniffed the juice of the wine like moonlight, his body relaxed, but his tone was serious.

"Borrell, you should trust my magic skills, even Antonidas can't eavesdrop on our conversation without alerting me."

Although Kael'thas didn't care about it in his tone, he honestly changed the title of the red dragon.

"Tell me, there's something you want to ask me for."

Archmage Borrell drank the contents of the glass in one gulp and burped comfortably.

"My exile is coming to an end, and I need a reassurance, my friend."

Kael'thas refilled Borrell's glass, then sat back and waited for the Red Dragon Mage to answer.

"Oh, so you're in exile. Who would dare to be exiled as a prince? What assurances do you want from me? ”

Borrell responded to Kael'thas in a frivolous, nonchalant tone, but the latter didn't care in the slightest.

"Everyone's got to know the roots, put down your disguise, Crassus, even if you're Alexstrasza's favorite darling. Offending the future king of Queldore is not a wise choice. ”

Kael'thas spoke harshly, but his expression was still as warm as the sun at nine o'clock in the morning.

"Okay, you say, I'll listen, but there's no guarantee that you'll get the assurance you need."

Crassus put aside his cynical pretense and lowered his glass, ready to listen to what Kael'thas had to say.

"The power struggle in Silvermoon City is fierce, and my father is trying to protect me. and let me accumulate merit and put me in charge of the affairs of Silvermoon City in Dalaran. To be honest, although life in Violet Castle is easy and comfortable, for me, it is exile, and Antonidas does not help me improve my magic level, but I, our Queldore, are constantly helping humans improve their magical skills. The human kingdom is like a magical desert. Dalaran was nothing more than an oasis in the desert, and I was exiled by my father in the name of love. I was sidelined from the splendor of the Well by the men of the council with merit and career. With that, Kael'thas took a sip of his glass before continuing, "Now, the opportunity is in front of me, Quel'Salas has recruited the invasion of the Horde. The filthy trolls have colluded with the orcs and joined the horde, and my father is ready to summon me back to lead the army to put down the rebellion. This is an opportunity, a chance for me to return to the full power of Silvermoon City. ”

"And then, what does it have to do with me."

Borrell looked at Kael'thas with a puzzled look.

"Enough. Crassus, the red dragon chose the tribe, chose the orcs, and everyone is not stupid. I want you to assure you that there will not be a single red dragon in the sky above my army while I lead the army. I want you to assure you that my comeback show will be flawless and that there will be no surprises because of your red dragons. ”

Kael'thas put away the gentle smile he had trained for hundreds of years, and his handsome face was full of hideous fierceness.

"Kael'thas, we're friends."

"Count."

"Then I don't want to lie to you, I can't give you any guarantees, because I belong to Your Majesty, and all the red dragons belong to the King. I'm sorry, but I'm not the King of the Red Dragon. I can only try to reach out to some guys I know and that's it. You know, you Queldore elves should know, the Red Dragon's attitude towards you elves, humans, dwarves, and those gnomes, and all living beings, including trolls, is divided. If it weren't for His Majesty's repeated emphasis on the preciousness and equality of life, some guys in the Red Dragon Legion would have wanted to launch a purification war a long time ago. I'm sorry, Kael'thas, I don't want to deceive you, I can't give you any guarantees. ”

Crassus let out a long sigh.

"So, can I meet the Red Dragon Queen through you?"

Kael'thas asked cautiously.

"I can help you get this request, but I'm afraid you won't be able to wait."

Crassus pursed his lips and made a regretful expression.

"Is that so, then it's a pity."

Kael'thas didn't force it, but just helped Crassus fill up the wine again.

"Kael'thas, you Queldore elves are also immortals, and your magical talent is so good, why waste your energy on power?"

Crassus, or Archmage Borrell, asked.

"For I am the son of Anastarian, the heir of Darth Rema, the heir of the Sunstrider dynasty, and the prince of all the Queldore elves."

Kael'thas replied.

"Well, my friend, I can't give you what you want, but as a friend, HQ can leave you empty-handed."

Crassus drank the wine again, then stood up, took a ring from his bosom, and put it on his hand.

"In the name of the Oath of Life, the Guardian of All Beings, and the Great King of the Red Dragon, bestow upon Kael'thas . The sun chasers are limited in strength. Within a year, you'll be resilient like a dragon. ”

Crassus's hand with the ring showed signs of dragonization in the process of applying the blessing.

"Take advantage of my blessings, Kael'thas ."

"Thank you, my friend, but it's a pity that what I want more is the promise of the Red Dragon Legion."

Kaelsa calmly accepted the red dragon's blessing and then hugged Crassus.

Leaving the Tower of Kael'thas and Crassus returned to his own Mage's Tower.

Before I entered the bedroom, I heard the clattering sound of chewing through the door.

"Alahu Akbar!"

With his wand in hand, Crassus pushed open the door, and he didn't dare to strike at an arcane storm.

However, after the room was in shambles, the clatter still sounded, and Crassus followed the sound to look down to the side, where a small dwarf was eating potato chips against the wall next to the door.

"Yo, Crassus boy, long time no see, this frizzy temper still hasn't changed."

"Crunch, click."

Crassus closed the door, and as if nothing had happened, he prepared to go to Antonidas for another cup of tea.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, Chromie appeared in front of him again.

"Auntie, auntie, sister, what do you have to do."

Crassus was speechless and held his forehead, what day is today, how did he encounter this disaster.

"I've got news of Alexstrasza!"

Chromie shook the bag and found that the chips had been eaten, so he crumpled the paper bag into a ball and crushed it into powder ashes.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

In front of the queen's news, Crassus could no longer calm down, and asked sharply.

"I know, you Red Dragon Legion are looking for Alexstrasza to find madness, my Chromie, who does good deeds and never leaves a name, is the most anxious and righteous, so I took the time to inform you."

Chromie looked quick to compliment me.

"What do you want?"

It wasn't the first time Crassus had dealt with the Bronze Dragon, and asked bluntly.

"I want you to promise that the Red Dragon, who is still free, will not interfere in the war of Quel'Thalas, and that you will take special care of one person and not leave Dalaran for a year."

Chromie happily offered his own conditions.

"Who?"

Crassus asked, frowning.

"Kael'thas."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Then the requirements in front remain the same, and the candidates in the back will be changed."

Chromie didn't insist either.

"Say."

"Illucia. Barov. ”

"Yes."

Crassus readily agreed.

Carlos. Barov, I prevented your sister's death for you, and you will have to accept my love in the future.

When Chromie explained to Crassus what happened to the Red Dragon Queen, he was thinking of the battle not long ago.

Obviously, all the prerequisites have not changed, why did the ending change, and I had to be busy again. (To be continued......)