Every elf of the Cabolon family rejoices, cheering for the infinitely better future of their clan.

"Uh-huh......" Patrick nodded, and Rasya followed him to the door of his father's study.

"Father, I'm back." Just a few words are enough, father and son, needless to say, know each other.

"Okay...... Good...... It's been a long time, and we, the Cabolon family, finally have a councilor. Old Cabolon looked relieved.

Yes, for many years, the entire family has not been able to go up and down, and in the face of the suppression of those big clans from Silvermoon City, the Kabolon family has no choice. The medium-sized clans in Silver Moon City are all living an easy life and have carried too many burdens.

The whole family arrived to celebrate Patrick Cabolon's promotion, and everyone was in the family domain to celebrate and soak up the festivities.

Back at home, the whole family had to groom and groom, because they needed to meet His Majesty Anastarian, and Patrick would not have the powers of parliament until His Majesty the King had appointed him.

The next day.

The palace messenger arrived as scheduled, with the honor guard of the Silvermoon Councilor, and throughout Silvermoon City, red blood thistle petals danced lightly in the wind, mixed with the fragrance of white roses, and the sky was swaying with brilliant arcane fireworks, as if announcing to the heavens that Silvermoon City had produced a new arcane master.

Patrick boarded the chariot with the palace messenger, and the entire honor guard, as well as the Cabolon family and some small vassal families, began to move towards the court of the sun. All the elves watched from the roadside along the way, cheering and cheering, and this glory was very spiritually satisfying and very confusing.

Along the way, after accepting the "review" of the people in Silver Moon City, the honor guard has arrived at the main gate of the royal court.

In later generations, only the right half of the tower of the Sun Fury remained, without the feeling of the high-end atmosphere of the elf building, and the entire Silver Moon City was passed through the traces of death, when Arthas attacked from the main gate of the Silver Moon City, all the way to the Tower of the Sun Fury, destroying most of the entire Tower of the Sun Fury, and still in the center of the Silver Moon City, the main tower of the Sun Fury left a trace of death at the main gate of the Silver Moon City, which just split the Silver Moon City into two.

Later, after the new formation of the Silvermoon Council by Lotherma-Secerene, he could only use a small secondary tower to the right of the Tower of the Sunrage, which was less than a quarter of the original function, but he could only bite the bullet and restore the normal order of life in Silvermoon City and protect the people.

As for the threats faced by Silvermoon City after the invasion of the natural disaster, there are too many, there are the dangers of demon addiction, there are undead armies pressing the realm, and there are Zu Aman trolls who are ready to move, each of which is a disaster for the extermination of the race, but it can only be done later.

(Seriously, Lotherma Theron isn't easy.) ）

Walking into the royal court, the various large clans have been waiting here, the ground of white marble is covered with petals, covering the slowly flowing Ao Neng on the ground, the precious incense makes the whole vestibule fragrant, the white tower is golden, the flowers and plants are luxuriant, the Ao Neng surrounds, and it enters the soul.

Walking through the long front porch, to the palace of His Majesty Anastarian, the king was walking towards the golden jade paved seats, and the other high-ranking clans were all present, surrounded by jade pillars and golden beams, layers of glaze, stone platforms warm sun, and colors blended; The golden palace shines, and the light is strange.

Patrick saw the king salute with his chin bowed, and His Majesty Anastarian was already ready, wearing a bodysuit of precious fabrics that was half fitted to the top, and the lower half was like a trouser that reached the feet, loose and stretched, and embroidered with gold thread with the unique patterns of the royal family, wearing gold and red red sleeves, wearing a red gold-rimmed phoenix-style robe, a silver and red jade crown on the headdress, holding a Queldore gold scepter, sideburns like a knife, eyebrows like gold threads, faces like crown jade, eyes like jewels, as if experiencing the precipitation of wind and frost temperament, and like elegant and gentle years.

With the king's approval, the master of ceremonies announced that the congratulatory ceremony for the new councillors began.

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Except for those cumbersome aristocratic etiquette, the whole ceremony actually has no content, announcing the deeds and current state of the new councillor, as well as telling Councillor Patrick about his powers and obligations, and then there is the issue of noble fiefdoms.

Although Patrick is not yet the executive director, he has the right to vote and is the object of the other big clans, and every big clan patriarch who looks at Patrick has a kind face and wants to contact and communicate privately.

At the end of the ceremony, Patrick was given a teleportation scroll authorized by the King, as well as a proof rune and mana orb, to the island of Quelldanus.

Reach the Seven Rings and obtain the mysteries of magic that the High Elves have summarized from ancient times.

The arcane flickering in his hand, Patrick was sucked into the space, and then the surrounding scenery appeared, and he had arrived at Quildanus Island, and Patrick had followed his father to meet several times, and the captain of the Spellbreaker garrison, ---- Nochong, had been waiting for a long time again.

"Hello, new Mr. Councillor, please give me the rune given by His Majesty the King." Nochong is a very responsible elf, and there is no ambiguity in his business.

Patrick handed the rune to Nochong, and the two instantly teleported to an old place where Patrick had been many times in his previous life----- Magister platform.

"This is the sacred place of Arcane research in Quel'Salas----- Magister Platform, which contains all the achievements of the High Elves in the arcane for six thousand years, as well as research materials and historical documents. Congratulations on your new Councillor, you have been granted access to the Archmage Sanctuary. ”

Patrick bowed his head in gratitude to Nochong, then turned and walked into the Magister's platform.

As soon as I entered, a maid came to lead the way, walked through the observation platform, went around the academic hall, the sun viewing platform, all the way down, and finally came to the door of the Great Magister Sanctuary. The maid who led the way had retired, and it seemed that the last door had to be entered by herself.

Stepping into the Church of the Grand Magister, surrounded by bookshelves with arcane patterns carved into the surrounding walls, desks, gauze tents, and a large arcane device in the center, Patrick walked over to it and embedded the arcane orb into it.

The device emitted a strong arcane wave, and the surroundings began to darken, and the space slowly expanded, and the surrounding stars appeared, as if they were in the universe.

A figure of an elf appeared in the space, dressed as a high-elf standard, and looked at Patrick: "It's been a long time since a young guy has come in, you're very good." ”

After speaking, the change changed into light, and then the surrounding starlight converged and intertwined to form a three-dimensional projection, and the picture began to be projected like a slide.

The voice of the elf just now came again:

"The Jump and Fall of Power Levels ----------- on how to use arcane energy advancements."