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The Tower of Morningstar has nothing to do with the Morningstar family among the four nobles, but borrowed the concept of the sun, moon and stars, and was set as one of the three rune strongholds to guard Bandin Norrell's enchantment.

Now the two major rune stones, the sun and the moon, that make up Bandin Norrell's enchantment have been corroded, and the enchantment has also collapsed. The Tower of Morning Star has lost its original function.

But to the owner of this mage tower, any mission and responsibilities are irrelevant, she only cares about the things she is interested in.

The owner of the Tower of Stars is the Archmage Melia Xingyu.

Even in the magical kingdom of Quel'Thalas, archmages are rare.

On the contrary, their social status is very respected, and every great mage will become the goal and idol in the minds of mage apprentices.

...as it should be.

Deep Shadow Manor is adjacent to the Tower of Morning Star, and Sharlayan has known Melia since childhood.

In his mind, this slovenly archmage is an out-and-out witch.

In the southern part of Eversong Forest, as long as the name Melia Xingyu is mentioned, the expressions of most people will become very exciting.

In some families, Melia's name can even become a weapon for adults to frighten children.

On the way to the Tower of Morning Star, Thalorian seized such a little time to give one-on-one patient guidance to the apprentices who had already left the teacher after a long absence.

"Sharlayan, defeated a quasi-legendary orc sword master, how do you feel now?"

Sharlayan curled his lips uninterestedly: "That's a quasi-legendary."

"That guy's hard power is indeed very strong. Whether it is physical fitness, experience, or skills, it is far from what I can compare now."

"But I don't know why, there seems to be some knot in his heart, he can't perfectly display his original strength, and he seems very hesitant when he makes a move."

"Besides, we don't really defeat him, and that little skin trauma won't really affect the combat effectiveness."

"It's not so much a defeat as a forced retreat."

"Taking a step back, the main force in this battle is not me, but Vereesa."

With the assistance of the barrage, Sharlayan reviewed the entire battle in an objective manner.

In all fairness, Sharlayan didn't play a big role in the battle with Samuro. At best, he was just a meat shield and a shit-stirring stick in the front to attract attention.

If Vereesa's long-range sniper hadn't put a lot of pressure on the poor Samuro, the three rookies alone would have been sent to the graveyard one by one by Samuro sooner or later.

Salorian smiled in relief, and stretched out his big hand to rub Salorian's forehead.

"I'm glad you have a clear understanding of your own strength."

"The mentality of that orc sword master is indeed not normal, and he cannot display his normal strength. Otherwise, even with Vereesa's help, the four of you would not be his opponents."

Thalorian had obtained information about the Burning Blade Master from Welles.

Every sword master who can carry the banner of the burning blade is an elite who has experienced many battles, and Samuro is one of the best.

It is said that he has long been identified by the old chief of the Burning Blade clan as the next chief heir, the leader of all the sword masters.

During the brief meeting before, Salorian saw that something was wrong with Samuro.

"He seemed to have lost the belief he had held on for many years. He was in a trance and couldn't concentrate at all."

"Participating in the battle in such a state that you may lose your mind at all times, it is only natural that you will be defeated."

"Faith..."

Sharlayan frowned slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Teacher, is faith really that important to a fighter?"

"certainly!"

Salorian's expression became solemn: "Faith is the source of the will to fight. You can think about it. If one day you suddenly don't know what you are fighting for, what state will you be in at that time?"

"Hmm..." Sharlayan pondered for a moment: "Maybe...you can't even hold a weapon well?"

"That's probably what it means."

Salorian raised his finger to the north: "My belief is to protect the Sunwell. If one day the Sunwell is destroyed, my will to fight will fall to the bottom in an instant."

"But on the other hand, as long as the Sunwell still exists, I can always maintain a high fighting spirit and will not be easily defeated by any external factors."

"Sharlayan, I don't know what you are fighting for, but you'd better find your own belief."

"All right."

Salorian clapped his hands "slapped": "These illusory theories may be a little too early for you, let's talk about something more practical."

Putting his hand on Salayan's shoulder, a strange energy poured into Salayan's body along Salorian's palm.

"Sure enough, you are still relying on your passion to control your anger. The task I left you as a teacher has not yet been completed."

Sharlayan smiled helplessly and said: "Teacher, I have been trying to arouse my anger without being affected by emotions, but..."

"I know, it's not that easy, is it?"

"Yes."

Salorian patted Salayan on the shoulder encouragingly: "Take your time, anger control is an important skill that all fighters need to continue to study and improve."

"Using emotions to arouse anger is the most primitive method. Although it is very effective, it is easy for the user to indulge in emotions and cannot maintain enough calmness in battle."

"Controlling anger and emotions is like mastering ice and fire at the same time. You have to find a delicate balance between the two. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

"It's not an easy task and requires a lot of experience."

"When you gradually adapt to bursting into anger in a calm state, you are only one step away from being an advanced elite fighter."

Sharlayan nodded half-understood: "Do you want to control your anger..."

…

The Morning Star Tower is not far from Deep Shadow Manor, and it only takes ten minutes to walk there.

The team led by Thalorian was charged with the king's order, so he deliberately accelerated the marching speed, and arrived at the gate of the Morning Star Tower in only 5 minutes.

There was no need to knock on the door. When Sharlayan and the others came to the tower, they clearly felt a wave of magic power sweeping over them.

Apparently, the owner of the tower has noticed a visitor.

A lifeless female voice came from the door, and the voice was a little distant.

"Little Salayan, it's rare that you would take the initiative to come to see your sister. Don't say why you are here, let me draw a tube of blood."

Sari Luoan patted his forehead helplessly: "Melia, stop making trouble, we are here for business."

"Hmph! I don't care what you do. You must pay for what you ask for. This is the rule of the Morning Star Tower. Don't tell me you don't know."

"Hey~"

Salayan understood Melia's stubborn temper very well, so he could only look at Salayan aside with tangled eyes.

Sharlayan himself didn't care much about this: "Okay, isn't it just a tube of blood, take it, we do have important things to ask for."

"Oh?"

There was more playfulness in Melia's lazy and feeble voice, and the originally closed door of the Mage Tower opened automatically.

"Then come in, I guess, your reason for coming should be related to the invasion of the tribe?"