Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Farstrider fortress, ranger training ground, Taranas has gathered all the rangers.

Soon Aristophane also came here, and his two apprentices led the Farstrider Mages and stood in line among the elves.

The wizard mage walked to the rostrum of the training ground and stood with Taranas. They looked at the neatly organized Farstrider armed forces below and were silent.

"It's almost time, are you coming or me?"

"Let me come, after all, I still want to pull some elves to help me." The wizard mage said while standing on the edge of the rostrum.

"Stand at attention!" Taranas gave the order directly.

Accompanied by a "click" sound, the elves on the field instantly tightened their bodies.

"Please relax, my compatriots, I believe you have heard a lot of rumors related to me during this period, so here I will give you an official reply and where to go in the future."

Before the words were over, the elves below began to whisper to each other. Sylvanas, Lor'themar and other team captains began to calm their emotions. When they stabilized, Aristophanes began to talk.

"First of all, I did return the territories to the kingdom, and entrusted them to the elves on the list according to His Majesty’s orders. I plan to go abroad to explore new land in the southern continent, and the Farstrider Ranger troops will travel far away. In the establishment of the fortress, it withdrew and became subject to the jurisdiction of the kingdom."

"Lord Lord, can we go with you?" A ranger shouted at this time.

Aristophane discovered that it was a ranger under Lor'themar. He looked in that direction and nodded: "Of course, I welcome any compatriots to join me here, but what I want to tell you is that there is not only no sun well there. Far from Quel'Thalas, the conditions are difficult, and everything must start from scratch."

The training ground fell into silence again, and all the elves listened to Aristophanes.

"Of course, the choice is in your hands. I will not force any elves to leave with me. My sister, Sylvanas Windrunner, has decided to stay in the Farstriders and continue to lead this ranger army, and Lother Mar Theron will leave with me."

As he spoke, he pointed his hand to the two elf captains below, and they nodded slightly.

"Well, what else do you want to ask?"

"My lord, if we choose to go with you, what will our family do?"

"You can choose to come back, or you can choose to take them with you. But because of the limited conditions, I definitely can't take them all at once, so I will give you a period of fifteen years. Within fifteen years, I will definitely take that territory. Build a place that is no less than the Farstrider Fortress, and then take your family over!"

Afterwards, the rangers asked various questions, and Aristophanes answered them one by one, but also told them the concepts and slogans of the new Farstrider troops.

After the meeting was over, Aristophanes and Taranas came to the meeting hall of the Farstrider Fortress, and the middle-level personnel from the entire territory gathered again.

After seeing the people there, Aristophane stood up directly: "Well, let me make a long story short, I believe that the king's order has reached your hands, and I also have several'distribution orders' here. I will not read the specifics. I believe you know much more than me. I will post it later and ask the king if you have any questions."

Adrian tried to speak, but was interrupted by Aristophanes: "The next thing I want to talk about is this. As a price for my handing over the territory, the king allowed me to recruit craftsmen, farmers, and other skilled workers in the territory. Elf, let’s be clear, I must take away the farmers, brewers under Frewen, and the artisans in the east. You can't stop the remaining elves who are willing to go."

"How can this be done!" Adrian could no longer remain calm, stood up and said directly, "What should we do if you take people away? Shall we do the farming by ourselves?"

Aristophane looked at him, and Adrian looked at those lavender eyes without feelings and shuddered suddenly, Taranas looked at his old friend who was obviously panicked, and shook his head helplessly.

The wizard mage sneered: "Adrian Morningwalker, what do you mean?"

"You can take the peasants away, but those brewers and craftsmen must stay!" Adrian knew very well in his heart that the abundant finances are the foundation for the rapid development of Farstrider Fortress, and the finances are supported by the territory. In foreign trade, beverages and enchanting equipment account for the bulk. Although agriculture is important, there is still a gap between these two items.

Although he doesn't know much about the methods Aristophanes used to greatly improve the quality of Farstrider's drinks and the production efficiency of enchanting equipment, as long as there are workers, even if they are out of Aristophanes' management, they can draw a gourd by themselves. Can do it too, these are all shiny Quel'Thalas gold coins!

Taranas sat quietly in his seat and looked at his former best friend. His once vigorous body has gained a lot of weight, and the light called "greed" flashed in his eyes. He doubted whether Adrian was still Can you pull the longbow smoothly and hit a target a hundred steps away?

Aristophane looked at Adrian too, he suddenly laughed, and the louder he laughed.

"You, you...what are you laughing at?" Adrian was already a little flustered at this time, "This is not my idea alone, Alina and the others also agreed!"

The other elves who accepted the king's entrustment were shocked, and Alina Yuanbu was anxiously trying to stand up and explain.

"Lord Lord, I..."

"Okay, no need to explain, I probably understand what you think, but this is the king's order, don't you want to go against it?" The wizard mage smiled and handed the scroll to them~www.ltnovel.com ~And the king rejected my application to resign as Lord Farstrider Mage, that is to say..."

He suddenly stopped talking and looked at everyone present quietly. A trace of magic power began to converge on him. The lavender arcane arts gradually flooded the entire hall, and a terrible storm of magic power suddenly rose. The complexion of the elves suddenly changed, including Sylvanas and Lor'themar. They activated the enchanted items on their bodies to resist Aristophanes, and colorful magic shields illuminated the entire hall.

However, the voice of the wizard mage suddenly came from the storm: "I am still the mage lord of Quel'Thalas!"

Following this announcement, all elves such as Adrian and Alina who accepted the king's entrustment felt that the external pressure suddenly increased, and the shield in front of them gradually began to crack.

They desperately urged the rings, jewelry and even gems in their hands, but soon these precious enchanted items began to flash irregularly, and the runes and magic pathways carved on them gradually began to disintegrate.

"Ah! I was wrong, Lord Lord, I will never..." Adrian screamed and flew into the air.

In the eyes of Lor'themar and others, the magic storm in the air changed again, bypassing them and quickly smashed the shields of the remaining elves and threw them out of the hall in their screams.

"Aristophane?" Lor'themar called to him, looking at the elf mage standing in the same place with no expression on his face.

"Well, Lor'themar, you can post these things on the bulletin board." Aristophane pointed to the scroll on the table, "You can take care of the rest, Freywin, you come to the statistics and are willing to follow The list of elves we go!"

"Yes!"