I know that the mages are powerful and act secretly, and are often fair and just, just like the Tyrius?21??Parliament. They silently guarded humans for a long time. But now they have gradually changed. Due to worldly interference, they gradually lost their duties and became more political and snobbish. For example, when I escorted Jaina into the city this time, the mage on duty on Dalaran immediately stopped us when we saw our disheveled appearance.

Our image has indeed become like this because of what happened last night. It is understandable to say that it is impolite, but because our image was ridiculed by them, even saying that we are country bumpkins, the nature has changed. For this reason, my friends even wanted to exude the anger of our province last night on them.

If it were Lordaeron, I would definitely do this, but this time is different from before. This is the first time Jaina has come here, and she is an apprentice. If she dealt with these third-rate snob wizards, Jaina would be named the eldest lady. So the way to stop their conflict was to show her identity, and she would also show her identity before Jaina.

When I showed my logo, they immediately learned that I was the prince of Lordaeron, and the attitudes of these people immediately changed, just like a pug meeting his master. We only disdained this.

We rode straight to the Dalaran Avenue and carefully observed the crowds next to us. They were different from other human cities. There were no idle pedestrians and vendors at all. Instead, there were groups of scholars discussing issues, some technicians who were studying precision instruments, secretarial apprentices with scrolls, etc., which looked more like a huge academy. At this time, I realized that this place was not just a magical holy land, but also a palace of machinery, astronomy, geography, history, and even culture.

When they saw me, I found that they showed respect and surprise to me, while others were ridiculed. I could understand that those who respected me represented the people of Lordaern and Kutiras, and those who laughed were from other countries, elves, and dwarfs from other countries. I was very happy that the majority of people who admired me, after all, also mean that we Lordaern still control the entire city. This was good news for me in the future, so I unconsciously waved to them, just like receiving cheers from my own subjects in my royal city on some major festival.

Maybe my actions on other countries' territories did not seem very friendly, especially after being seen by those six people. And their frown at my behavior is the best proof.

"I don't think this is your kingdom, Alsace." When the sharp words were dragged out in his graceful mouth, I felt very incongruous, and the deterrent expression completely made me stop my existing behavior and become timid and shy. Because only the elf prince Kelthas would make such a voice, and he expressed his expression to me like when I was young.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done this." Facing his strong expression, I could only apologize to him. Because now I don't have the ability to offend him in power, let alone do something that looks very domineering in his territory.

"Don't say that." Antonio said, "I want to thank you, you have escorted my apprentice safely." He said, then took Jaina's hand and kissed Jaina who came to meet him, and Jaina smiled knowingly. She was obviously very happy to meet his teacher, and she was not anything else I thought.

But the old man's behavior was still somewhat disgusted by me. But compared to me, there was another person who was even better than me... Kelthas's anger flashed by, and although he only showed the corners of his mouth gently, I still noticed it. I couldn't help but feel sweating for our future.

Maybe it was because I was angry when I saw him, and I also returned to normal because of my gratitude.

After a moment of silence, a voice obviously did not want to interrupt their agenda because of our appearance.

"Welcome to you, the prince of humans. But we have something else to do, and we can't entertain you." Another man made a voice. His appearance looked like an elf from a human, with long ears, deep eye sockets, slender fingers, and a tall figure that matched the elf's shoulder width. But from the perspective of an elf, he was an alien, because his skin was pale and his eagle-like beak, I believe no elf would be like him, except for the dead elf.

If he only relies on these to judge his identity, it would be completely different, because his blood relationship has nothing to do with the two creatures, because he is a dragon, and he is now completely his disguise, and he is Crasus, the favorite spouse of the Red Dragon Queen.

The disguised Red Dragon Mage didn't care about our appearance and behavior at all. After all, this creature that has survived for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years is really not interested in a short-lived human aristocrat like us. But his face was also deep and solemn, as if he had something to worry about. Perhaps this question is not difficult for me to guess. That's because his queen and his kind are being enslaved by orcs. Or he said so, the purpose of urgently discussing this matter with these colleagues, etc.

In this way, they continued some simple discussions. For me, since I no longer regard my affairs as a topic, I would better keep my mouth shut and save them from getting upset. However, it is not enough for me to just shut up at the moment. If I face a mage who knows how to read minds, it is better not to have any fluctuations in front of them. Today I met one.

Although several of them left, there was no one. He was not Kaizi who was disgusted with me, but another person. When I appeared, he kept staring at me, making me feel that my psychological fluctuations were completely seen through by this guy.

"Your Highness, you seem to be tired?" Kelthuzad asked me. His face was full of doubts. Perhaps he saw my strange thoughts in his eyes. I was shocked by this, but fortunately, this guy seemed to be wondering, questioning the information he had received from my mind from the spells. Because the fat mage really couldn't believe that Crasus, who had been with his colleague for so many years, was a red dragon as I thought, which was really ridiculous for him. But if he asked this, then I would have to fool this matter.

"Well... I had a strange dream last night."

"It's an orc." Kelthuzad glanced at my companions and said to me, I know that this guy has used mind reading skills on others. In front of these powerful masters, our *** are really not guaranteed. Or we should really avoid contact with them and learn how to protect the secrets in our hearts.

Maybe this guy still wants to test me, but it's still the same as before. My former savior came and he shouted at his proud apprentice.

"We don't have time to wait for you, come quickly." Master Antonio reminded his proud disciple. This gave me a chance to breathe. No matter what identity this fat mage is in, he cannot violate the will of the old mage.

"Your thoughts are really strange." Kelthuzad left me with a few words and left... His appearance made me feel very embarrassed, but on the other hand, maybe I should be glad that I didn't think about him, such as - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

But it is difficult for me to guarantee that I can hide my thoughts when I see him. If they still want to keep their thoughts when they are in the mage, they must continue to improve themselves to practice.

"Then it's time to say goodbye, my dear." I said to Jaina after he left.

"Yes, there are always times to say goodbye." Jaina pretended to be strong, as if she wanted to cover up her sadness. But she had a better way to relieve her sorrow, such as changing the topic. "The mage said that your thoughts were strange, what were you thinking?"

I didn't expect that the careful Jaina would ask me this question, but since he asked, I had to find a way to avoid it.

"It's just that I think the same as you, and it's deeper than you think, so he is questioning my age... Yes, questioning me." I don't know how to answer, so I can only explain it hesitantly, as if she confessed her love, and neither can tell the truth nor can I hurt her. "He can see through our thoughts. It's very scary, right?"

"I understand, I will become an excellent mage." Jaina replied with a smile. Obviously I gave him a satisfactory answer, and based on her experience, she should understand what I mean. She will stay with me sooner or later, but at that time she must be a powerful mage.

"Of course, at that time, I will put all my thoughts in front of you." I then hugged her. Perhaps because of this sentence, Jaina did not reject me. Instead, she accepted my enthusiasm in broad daylight. Then I turned around and left before my friends reacted.

Perhaps, Jaina is watching me leave affectionately, or perhaps Kaizi is cursing me with jealous eyes, or perhaps Kelthuzad is still questioning my thoughts. But this is not important anymore, I believe that when they see me again, it will not be like this. And perhaps I will also strive to become a real paladin, who can lead my people like Tulayang, and she will definitely be a powerful mage, and she is still by my side...

When I left Dalaran, I was still at least in a hurry to drive on the pipe, and even my friends were left far behind by me, I didn't care. Maybe they didn't know why I was so anxious, because they didn't know what I really thought about her and the future...

It was not until another back that I came back to my mind and even changed all my thoughts. So it is very necessary to confirm the identity of that human being.

I looked at the human in the shabby robes of Dalaran from the front. He had a firm and graceful chin and a angular face. A pair of bent eyebrows like a bow made his expression look full of irony and suspicion. I believe that if he was not familiar with him, he would be disgusted by others because of his appearance. Moreover, he did not pay attention to appearance as his kind as his kind. His face was messy and bearded, and his red beard was combined with his none of his complete equipment, which easily made him look like a refugee. Or should it be said that he was a guy who was determined to die--Roning?
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