Tonatiu inspecting the Shatterfinned Fishmen.

Hillsbrad Hills.

Modra Village.

"Hello. Miss Blue Dragon. "Jasdra, who has returned to her human form and looks no different from a young human girl, is talking to Stella Goussa.

"As you can see. I am Modra Aztec, the wife of Tonatityu. I'm also a Gen Kenrito, a councillor of Dalaran. That's who I am. ”

The once immature mage girl seems to have matured a lot overnight after becoming a mother.

The intrigue between Kenrito and the human world is most likely also the reason for her growth.

"I'm not saying this to show off, or to prove anything to you. I just wanted to say...... Tonatiu and I have known each other for a long time. We have known each other since he was a chief of a savage tribe. ”

After taking a light breath, Modra stretched out her hand to the little star, whose expression looked a little inexplicable:

"Here, I would like to invite you. I invite you to join my Mage Tower, and I invite you to be my staff. Would you like to, Ms. Stella Gossa? ”

in the room.

Little Star Stella Goussa sat at the bottom, next to two troll twin girls with curious expressions.

At the top is Modra.

There is also a cradle floating in the air, and next to the cradle is a staff that guards the cradle, and in the cradle lies a baby who is a little larger than a human baby.

Faced with Modra's invitation.

Stella Gosa hesitated.

At this time, it was not the time when the Demon Pivot was breached and the Blue Dragon Clan gave up on themselves.

Before the fall of Malygos, the Blue Dragons were extremely reserved and proud of their arcane and sorcery.

They thought that even the former Cadore Empire was nothing compared to them.

Although the little star is simple, he has a kind personality. But she is still a blue dragon, and she has grown up in the blue dragon group since she was a child.

It also has the mentality of the blue dragons that "in terms of the understanding and use of magic and arcane, you are all scum".

Now it's time to let a blue dragon, even if it's a young and underage blue dragon, be a staff member for a human mage.

Her blue dragon's dignity and reserve, some can't accept it.

It seemed to see her hesitation.

Or maybe it's just for showmanship.

Modra smiled lightly.

Her white and delicate hands suddenly began to gesture in the air, and with the movement of her slender jade fingers, the magic poured out and was outlined in the living room into a complex and subtle magic array.

Her lips blinked rapidly, chanting a spell.

Arcane answered her call.

In just a few breaths, his beautiful blue eyes widened, and he tried to identify the little stars that Modra had drawn with her fingers.

His blue eyes widened.

Because Modra doesn't use a staff as a medium, she uses her fingers to use the most difficult space spell in the arcane to master: the [Group Portal]!

"Is there a blue dragon that can open the portal like me?" Modra asked her with a smile.

Little Star shook her head dumbfounded.

The blue dragon has a great talent for arcane arts, which is the authority bestowed by the Titans.

But they can't be all-powerful in terms of magic and secrets, and the portal and space spells happen to be the weak aspects of the blue dragon after all.

This may have something to do with the fact that they are too strong, because the more powerful individuals and bodies try to pass through the portal, the difficulty and cost will increase exponentially.

Smaller mortal races, on the other hand, are more capable of achieving in portals and space spells.

Modra said directly: "Join my Mage Tower and become my staff. Kenrito's and humanity's secrets of magic and arcane will be open to you. And don't you think, as a blue dragon, there's no better job of spying on Dalaran in Dalaran. ”

Little Star opened her mouth.

She was tempted.

The secret of human magic that is different from the blue dragon has a certain appeal, but the latter sentence of Modra appeals to her even more.

Spy on Dalaran.

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It was another night of fierce collisions.

In the dead of night, Modra gasped for breath, tired and closed her eyes to rest after it passed.

Tonatiu breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at Etiyès, the loyal dog, not far away, and with it, he didn't have to worry about little Masley hearing something bad.

Three days had passed since his reunion with Modra, and for three days, Tonatiu spent most of the day by the beach.

He wanted to establish a stronghold here, and the most direct power he could use was the fish people, in addition to the poor mages under Modra's men.

Anyway, there was already an experience in the operation, and Tonatiu was on the side of the Shatterfinfisher, and he also copied a method similar to Fitz's.

Reform, mission, the only imperfection is that there is no such good fishman as Fitz.

So he could only go into battle by himself and find a way to start the farming construction of the Broken Fin Fish Man by himself.

It turns out that in terms of specific affairs, he is indeed not a good hand, and in addition to appointing a fish-man chief and cultivating a Finley Morgten with divine blood, he used brute force to threaten and intimidate more than a dozen fish-man tribes nearby.

Order them to submit to the Broken Finfish or they will die.

That's it, the results are still very average. Tonatiu is going to doubt himself.

In the end, he dismissed the idea of doing it himself, and was ready to quickly train a fishman leader, and indirectly control the Broken Finned Fishman through the fishman leader.

Finley Moggton is a good choice, but unfortunately it is still a tadpole, and it takes half a year to become a fish-man, and even five years to become an adult.

Even if there is divine blood, it is estimated that it will take two or three years.

Fitz's kind of fish-man is hard to come by, and its mental will is so strong that it may be difficult for all of Azeroth to find a second such fish-man.

It's a fish-man who can be caught ashore and sent to a hellish place like Garkison, and who hasn't died for days without water to drink or blisters.

On the Shatterfinned Fishman's side, Tonatiu could only rely on the Fishman mage for the time being.

Fortunately, although its strength is average, it is smart enough, and it has always yearned for civilization, and it has a good relationship with Modra.

Tonatiu asked him to take care of the Shatterfinned Fishman for the time being, waiting for Finley Mogdon to grow, and Modra had to do it as soon as possible.

Quietly looking at the white moonlight shining on the windowsill, Tonatiu thought about his thoughts.

Suddenly.

In the retina of Tonatiu, a prompt message pops up:

【Ding! 】

[Believers who are required to monitor by the host pray, there is a red emergency]

[Recommended host viewing]

Tonatiu was stunned.

This one was indeed set up by him.

Ever since the incident with Doon and Eisen's Christian couple, Tornathius has asked the system to monitor enough devout believers to be in crisis or in need of help.

The system should be singled out, and it can be helped. If you can't help, let yourself know.

This has led to a lot of work for Tornathiu, at least every night before he goes to bed, and from that time on, it takes more than an hour to deal with the things that the system picks out.

However, the system took the initiative to pop up, and this is the first time.

Tonatiu nodded curiously.

The name of the believer is Senkin.