Rise of the blood elves

120 A sudden crisis

Norton only joined the group of magisters due to nepotism, and he was a conservative aristocrat, so he was somewhat uneasy when facing more than a dozen magisters present.Under the questioning eyes of everyone, he stood up quickly and said what he had said to Angmar again.It's nothing more than a show of loyalty and a vow to contribute to bringing order to chaos.

"Humph."

"Hypocritical to the extreme"

Naturally, the magisters, whose status was based solely on their true talents and knowledge, would not be polite to him, especially the hot-tempered Eminele, who mocked him mercilessly.

"Stop being pretentious. Tell me what's going on."

Norton laughed twice and explained: "The Blue Sky family did lead the early search and rescue work for His Royal Highness. We later found the dying Lord Candyris on the coast of the Hillsbrad Hills. He claimed that he knew the prince The truth about His Highness's disappearance, and His Highness is not dead. But as soon as we brought him back to the stronghold north of Tarren Mill, the Broken Cloud family took over the search and rescue work forcefully and took away Lord Candiris. The family's spies claimed, It seems that they took Master Candiris back to Silvermoon City and imprisoned him in the basement of Silvermoon City Magic Academy."

Emniel frowned: "When did it happen?"

"Two days ago."

"This news." Just like her colleagues who had heard the same words, Emniel's eyes narrowed, revealing a very dangerous light, and she asked word by word: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Norton wiped the sweat from his forehead and did not dare to answer.

Fortunately, Emineel didn't pay attention to these minutiae, and instead discussed the authenticity of the information with others.

"He has said the same thing nine times. I have been using magic to detect his external physical signs. The heartbeat, body temperature and other physical signs are all uniform, with no obvious fluctuations. If he is not a master liar, there should be no Lie." said Landra Morningwalker, who had been guarding Qingfeng Village since it was recaptured.She is also a female mage.

Everyone glanced at Norton, who suddenly shrank his neck and broke into a cold sweat.

After a moment of discussion, this issue quickly gained consensus.

Angmar listened to their discussion quietly. These people were the top magic masters of the blood elves.Their strong strength and profound magical attainments are secondary. Their most valuable thing to learn is their logical and rigorous thinking ability.

Except for a nominal magister like Norton, there is no mediocre person who can be ranked in this category.

When the discussion came to an end, Angmar said at the right time: "Yesterday when I was out of danger, I was also found on the coast. Judging from the survey data sent back from the front, I appeared at the same place as Lord Candiris. It coincides with the characteristics of the magic fluctuations of the disordered teleportation spells at that time. This can support Norton's words, and at least it also shows that the part where the dying Lord Candiris was found in the coastal area is true."

Emniel then noticed Angmar next to Carlyle and stared at him unscrupulously.That unabashed look was enough to pinch Angmar's chin and pull him in front of him to see enough.

The magisters present all shouldered important positions, either responsible for the operation of the magic temple or accompanying the army.During the earlier celebrations and the inauguration of Angmar, many people were unable to return in time. They only heard that a young man had taken the position of the Third Magister, but they did not know what this young man looked like.

Emineel is one of them.

Upon seeing this, Carlyle introduced: "This is the Third Magister, Lord Angmar Morningstar."

"Oh."

In fact, without Carlyle's introduction, Emineel recognized Angmar's identity through his special robe. After looking at him for a while, she lost interest and turned to talk to her colleagues beside her.

I have to say, this is somewhat embarrassing.

Carlyle turned slightly towards Angmar, with a look of helplessness and guilt on his face.Angmar responded with a reassuring smile. For humans, youth may be one of the most important assets in life.But for the long-lived blood elves, it will only be a shortcoming.

The most inconspicuous cloth vendor on the street may be a craftsman who has been weaving for hundreds of years. Even if he does not understand advanced skills, his basic skills have reached a terrifying level after years of continuous practice.In human society, they are super skilled workers that everyone is rushing to get.

It's best for those who are new to the industry to practice for a few decades before talking about the next thing.

This is also the main reason why blood elves disdain crude human products.

It is even more exaggerated when placed in a special group like magisters. Unless they have been familiar with arcane magic for many years, no one will recognize a fledgling young man.

Youth is the most criticized thing about Angmar.After following the prince for so long, he has long been used to it.However, all those who despised him on this basis will eventually turn to praise and say, "It's really hard to believe that you are so young."

"The only thing I'm worried about now is Quellintis and the others. Norton can find the problem, how come they can't find it and don't send the news back? Could it be that they encountered some accident?" A magister inadvertently despised Norton again. one time.

Emniel lowered her head, with a thoughtful look on her delicate face. After a moment, she raised her head and said, "There are four of them in Quellintis, and all of them are epic mages on the same level as us. The Suiyun family has no power to control them. .Compared with this, I am more worried about whether they betrayed us."

As soon as the words came out, the whole place was silent.

Angmar is also curious about this question. What happened at the search and rescue base north of Tarren Mill? After Quellintis and other magisters know the news, it is impossible to let the Broken Cloud family capture the only person who knows the truth about the prince's disappearance.

After a long time, someone said: "The conservative aristocrats have violated our bottom line. We could tolerate them in the past, but now we can no longer tolerate their lawless behavior."

"No matter what, contact the military first. We must completely control the situation before the conservative nobles cause more trouble."

"I heard that the undead south of the Arendal River are preparing to stir up trouble. I hope this has nothing to do with the Silver Moon Council's thoughtless actions of digging their own graves."

"Well, end this matter as soon as possible so that we can return to our posts as soon as possible. The Northern Temple cannot do without people. Those apprentices of mine cannot even build a powerful energy-guiding position without me."

Everyone made suggestions one after another, and soon they decided on the content of their respective tasks and were ready to take immediate action.When they were about to leave, Magister Idonis asked: "By the way, Vincent Blood Eagle has been here for so long, why hasn't he come yet?"

Coincidentally, just as the magisters were looking at each other, a person ran in from outside, and it turned out to be the "Vincent Blood Eagle" in Idonis's mouth.

There were several large cuts in his robe, and he looked exhausted. He held on to the arched door frame and said breathlessly: "The Silver Moon Council has taken action. They have dispatched armed men and have completely controlled it." Silvermoon City also incited the mob to attack the Tower of Sunwrath. Quick, quick."

thump.

After saying this he fell to the ground unconscious.

"What kind of riot is this possible?"

"Is the Silvermoon Council crazy?"

Everyone was shocked.

Idonis hurriedly stepped forward to check Vincent's injuries, and was relieved when he found that the latter had no damage to his body skin.

"He's just exhausted of mana. Why are there necromancy spells on his clothes?"

"And the remaining traces of evil energy." Idonis grabbed the fragment of Vincent's robe, his face was as dark as water, and his face was full of disbelief.

Angmar's heart skipped a beat. The Silver Moon Council was making untimely attempts to usurp power one after another. The consequences of doing so would be to go too far, or even to shoot itself in the foot.

It wasn't until he took the fragment of the robe and confirmed that the traces of spells on it were indeed necromantic energy and evil energy that Angmar's heart couldn't help but stop beating for two beats.His knuckles turned slightly white from the constant exertion, and then his heart began to beat wildly.

Could this be what the Silver Moon Council relies on?

But this doesn't make sense. The lessons learned from the past are clear. No matter how eager the conservative nobles are to regain power, they should never take refuge in these two.

And how could the blood elf civilians who incited the mob be so easily incited? Thinking of the situation during the speech in the afternoon, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

There is no room for failure in Silvermoon City

At this time, he couldn't care so much. He raised his voice to attract the attention of all the magisters.

"Master Carlyle, please quickly contact the garrison on Quel'Danas Island and ask them to mobilize troops here. Adjust the energy-guiding array in the temple and be ready to transport troops to Silvermoon City at any time."

"Lord Idonis, please go to Sunchaser Island and contact Fasselin Academy. There are a large number of mage apprentices in training there. I will ask Master Carlyle to ensure that the energy supply to the Tower of the Sun is enough for you to open the giant portal and rush to Silver Moon. city"

"Ms. Randra, please inform the military stationed in the Arendal River about the news. Make sure it is delivered to the ranger general Lor'themar himself, as well as the leader of the Blood Knights, Ms. Liadrin. Please They are always wary of the undead in the south, Mr. Idonis, and you are right, the undead’s imminent move and the Silver Moon Council’s usurpation of power may not be two independent incidents.”

"Everyone, this is most likely an attack planned by the Burning Legion. We don't have time to confirm again and again, and we must prepare for the response immediately."

After Sylvanas died in battle, the former ranger lord Lor'themar Theron took over the position of ranger general and commanded all ranger troops of the blood elves.Lor'themar's former lieutenant, Halduron Brightwing, filled his vacancy.

The same is true in the canon history. Halduron became the ranger general of Quel'Thalas only after the prince appointed Lor'themar as regent before going south.

Angmar is not sure yet, but since this sudden change involves "necromancy" and "evil energy", then these are the only people who can really be trusted.

"The remaining people will act as planned. I must find out whether the real situation in Silvermoon City is as Lord Vincent said."

After saying that, Angmar was about to activate the teleportation spell.

One-sided words alone were not enough to grasp the situation. He was now like a blind man, his eyes darkened, and he could no longer hold back his growing anxiety.His intuition told him that what the blood elves were facing was probably the second unprecedented crisis since the Great Patriotic War.

But after the orders were issued, the magisters showed hesitation, and most of them looked at Angmar with doubt.

At this time, Magister Carlyle spoke:

"For effective deployment, we should indeed play the role of a central coordinating hub and mobilize all the strength of the tribe to deal with this possible crisis. As you wish, three seats."

He nodded deeply, then quickly walked out of the Sunwell Temple and followed his words.

Seeing that the respected Carlyle had listened to Angmar's advice, the remaining magisters no longer hesitated, quickly discussed the details of the subsequent communication methods, and immediately launched into action, and they were all gone in a short while.

There are only three or four magisters left in the Sunwell Temple, and one mage assistant who was originally assigned to Angmar.

Angmar felt a little relieved, and just as he was about to activate the teleportation spell, Emniel, the mage who had been left at the end, stood beside him.

"I'll go with you. Try not to hold me back. I have no intention of protecting you."

Emniel's palms began to glow with blue light. She gestured to Norton Lankong, who was standing in the corner, and asked: "Are you going to leave this guy with an unknown faction here alone?"

Angmar couldn't help but look at Norton Lankong, whose presence was getting lower and lower, and found that the latter still had the same obedient look. He suddenly felt alert for no reason, and said to the remaining magisters: " Please keep an eye on him. If it is confirmed that he knows where Lord Candiris is being held, we can leave before we make the next step after we find out the truth about the turmoil in Silvermoon City, Lord Emniel."