Eventually, Nomi left Dunhold in a daze with his dad - after witnessing the "bargaining" between Drunken Wind and Fao, he still can't get any time from it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It turns out that the heroes are not like each other at first sight, like-minded, and go to the soup.

It turns out that the heroes will also be calculating before fighting side by side.

It turns out that when fighting evil, it also involves the exchange of interests.

There's nothing good to do about Nomi's little entanglements, and there's no good way to get drunk - heroes also have a lot of dirty corners that no one knows!

This feeling of pulling his son out of the fairy tale world is really not good......

On the young dragon's back, Drunken Wind gently touched Nomi's little furry head and sighed softly.

But fortunately, under the drunken cooking skills, Nomi quickly returned to normal. The little one was now just a little lost by the disillusionment - he had not yet realized the tension and responsibility behind his father's calculations.

With the help of the young dragon, Drunken Wind and Nomi finally make it to Quel'Thalas.

Landing at the Shepherd's Gate, Nomi looked at the tall gates of Silvermoon City, and little stars were about to pop up in his eyes!

"Wow! Is this Silvermoon City? It's gorgeous! ”

Gorgeous indeed.

Silvermoon City, which is dominated by gold and red, can give people the deepest shock when viewed from the ground!

The first impression of the colossal statue and the graceful architect owner upon arrival in Silvermoon City - unlike the idyllic villages and villages in the rest of Quel'Salas, Silvermoon City is highly automated in the manner of a magical civilization!

The arcane-filled crystal street lamps emit a soft glow - even in the scorching sun, it is difficult for pedestrians to spot their shadows; The enchanted broom quietly clears the streets and sprinkles water automatically; There are many mage towers, and most of the pedestrians on the road are purely walking, and those who are in a hurry take the teleportation circle.

Whispering mages and silent rangers, roaming mana floating dragons and various animate creatures, purple curtains and corridors decorated with various patterns......

In Silvermoon City, there are traces of arcane in every detail, in every corner—mages use their wits to drive arcane energy to their own use.

Reacting from her shock, Nomi finally realizes that this place is unusual.

"Oh my God, it's so full of arcane energy—it's like my uncle's laboratory!"

"That's right." Drunken Wind nodded, "This is Quel'Thalas, this is Silvermoon City, the gathering point of the magic web of Azeroth, and the most glorious place of the magical civilization...... One. ”

"Your words make me sad so much." A tall, slender figure suddenly appeared in the teleportation array not far away, "Why do you want to add a damn 'one'?" ”

"It's just a matter of facts." Drunken Wind shrugged, "And, good day, Prince Kael'thas. ”

"Good day." Kael'thas nodded as well, and then looked at Nomi, "This little guy is your son, right?" Seems a little languishing? ”

As he spoke, Kael'thas raised his hand lightly and gave Nomi a blessing of wisdom.

Nomi's body, which was a little uncomfortable due to the high concentration of arcane energy, relaxed for a while, and the little guy raised his head to carefully look at Kael'thas, to be exact, the three arcane orbs suspended above Kael'tham's shoulder.

"A simple spell." Kael'thas smiled softly, "The simple application of the arcane. ”

"Uncle Kael'thas lied!" Nomi pursed her lips, "I've seen a lot of powerful mages, and they can't turn protective spells into arcane orbs!" ”

Hearing Nomi say this, Kael'thas raised a rare eyebrow, showing an interested expression, and looked at Drunken Wind.

"Don't look at me." Drunken Wind pulled the corners of his mouth slightly proudly, "It's not a secret, Nomi likes to read very much." ”

"Reading -- pretty good hobby." Apparently, Kael'thas had a good impression of Nomi, "Don't stand here, go to my mage's tower." ”

……………………

Kael'thas was still quite rudimentary—from the High Elves' point of view, after all, his true mage tower had been destroyed by Akmund along with Dalaran.

But even so, Nomi still expressed his surprise and curiosity - although in Blackstone Mountain, Nefarian's laboratory was quite high, but unfortunately the science madman didn't care about his environment at all, and wild magic was completely useless in life, so he was always in a mess there.

Moreover, the only neat observatory, under the framing of Nomi, was also ordered to close by Onexia.

Looking at the inquisitive Nomi, Kael'thas snapped his fingers, shut down the lab's dangerous items and most of its defenses, motioned for Nomi to look around, and then turned to Drunken Wind.

"It's hard to believe you're going to land on the land of Quel'Thalas one day."

"Please don't say that." Doing as the locals do, Drunken Wind now retains a mage-like nobility and reserve, "After all, I'm personally unbiased against arcane arts, or all powers. Moreover, in my hometown, there are many mages among the traveling scholars. ”

"That's right." Kael'thas nodded slightly, "According to the books left by my great-grandfather (great-grandfather's father), the Pandaren's magical talent is also quite good. ”

"Hmm...... Darth Rema...... "It seems that the drunken wind lost his mind slightly because of the thought of the trip to the ancients, "I wonder if he ended up with Windbell......"

Listening to the drunken wind subconsciously say the gossip of a thousand years ago, Kael'thas suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Is it really like many people speculate that Drunken Wind, like some old immortal trolls, actually has an indescribable deal with fate, and this is what happened 10,000 years ago?

You know, Darth Rema's relationship with Windbell makes the Sangunar family's position in Quel'Salas extremely special! Don't look at the current Sangunar family is just a small baronial family, but it has won the trust of the royal family of the Sunchaser!

Seeing that Kael'thas fell into suspicion, Drunken Wind smiled slightly, and that was the end of it.

How do you make a proud person put down his body?

It's so simple that he can't see through you at all!

Don't look at Kael'thas has always been very polite, but Drunken Wind can clearly feel his pride - fortunately, he is a panda man, a member of the Kalimdor Ancient Alliance, if this is a human, maybe Kael'thas has his tail in the sky.

Seeing that Drunken Wind no longer mentioned Darth Rema, Kael'thas breathed a sigh of relief.

After greeting for a long time, it was finally Kael'thas who couldn't help it.

"Drunken wind, you're a rare guest! Is there anything going on in Quel'Salas this time? ”