"I must once again thank you for your righteous deed. After learning that these children were kidnapped by trolls, the whole country was in an uproar. During this time, the calls for severe punishment of trolls have become louder and louder. These poor children have touched the hearts of the entire empire. Alas...

…It’s a pity that we couldn’t rescue the remaining children and give an explanation to their parents and the people of the empire.”

Surrounded by a large number of elite guards, Ferguson led Angmar towards the military camp. As he walked, he kept sighing, as if he sympathized with Elisande's experience. As he spoke, he was much more polite to Angmar.

, there is no trace of the arrogance on his face as before.

Because Ferguson knew that this foreigner with white skin and elegant demeanor was an extremely powerful mage.

Listening to the other party's words, Angama's lips curled up slightly, knowing why the other party changed his attitude.

Ferguson thought that his probing spells were concealed enough, but little did he know that his backward ancient magic had no concealment for Angmar who stood on the shoulders of giants. Sensing that the other party was probing him, Angmar simply

The magic power in the body is fully revealed.

As expected, no matter where they are, the strong will be respected. Especially the ancient night elves who highly respect magic.

Angmar felt that since the other party was Azshara's advisor, if he could use this relationship to "break into" the Night Elf Empire, it might be a good start. At least he would be closer to completing the clues to the illusion.

One step forward.

"It's just a little effort."

Angmar smiled and patted Elisande's head lovingly.

Although Elisande is extremely talented and intelligent, she is still just an ignorant girl. After experiencing so much, she heard that even the Queen valued her and her classmates' experiences so much, and even sent Ferguson to do this.

The big shot came to rescue and greet him. He had long been overwhelmed by the battle. Uneasy, panic and other emotions were entangled together. He had been holding Angmar's hand tightly and refused to let go.

Ferguson, who was well-informed, keenly captured the little girl's dependence on Angmar and the latter's love for her. He quickly found an appropriate topic, looked down at Elisande, and said very kindly:

"Ellisande, gratitude is always one of the noblest virtues. Please remember your kindness, okay?"

Elisande nodded seriously.

Ferguson smiled with satisfaction, then shook his head with emotion and said:

"We checked the girl's background and found that she had no relatives, and her only guardian also died in this incident. Although we will assign a new guardian to her, for a child who suffered this disaster, it may not be possible to step out of the shadows.

Such a simple thing..."

When Ferguson said the words "assign a guardian", Elisande clenched his little hands tighter, raised his head, and looked at Angmar expectantly.

Angmar's heart couldn't help but soften, and he sighed helplessly to himself, facing the girl's gaze, he joked:

"Little guy, it seems I can't get rid of you."

After speaking, Angmar turned to Ferguson and asked:

"I wonder if your country's laws allow me to serve as Elisande's guardian. I have always longed for Suramar, the magical capital of your country. I am eager to stay there for a while and witness its glory. I can just take care of it.

She - of course, the premise of all this is that your country can allow me, a traveler, to enter."

Elisande breathed a sigh of relief, and his face suddenly regained its luster.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Ferguson nodded in agreement, "Of course it's not a problem, I can make the final decision on this matter. It just so happens that I have to go to Suramar to take care of the aftermath and give an explanation to the people of Suramar City on behalf of the Queen. You can just meet me

I'll go with you."

"This is also a good thing for little Elisande, right?" He smiled at Elisande again and added.

After walking for a while, we finally arrived at the center of the military camp.

Ferguson summoned a maid, patted Elisande on the shoulder, and said:

"You must be very hungry. I have prepared delicious food. Follow her and eat some."

Elisande still held Angmar's hand, his eyes full of help and refused to leave. Seeing this, Angmar stretched out his right hand, and a warm breeze suddenly rose around him, and the arcane energy floating in the air, all

It was dissociated and gathered in the palm of his hand, shining with a bright blue luster.

Under Ferguson's surprised gaze, a pink cream cake appeared in Angmar's hand, with a cherry dotted on top.

Angmar knelt down, handed it to Elisande, and said comfortingly:

"Go ahead, we'll go back to Suramar in a while, okay?"

Elisande took the cream cake. Although she was very reluctant, she nodded obediently and left with the maid.

Ferguson's eyes were fixed on the small cream cake. He was dumbfounded and deeply shocked by it.

What kind of spell is this?

The arcane energy is condensed with a wave of the hand and transformed into physical food. This kind of magic...

Simply incredible!

Angmar glanced at Ferguson silently.

Food creation may seem simple, but in fact it involves profound magical principles of mutual transformation of energy and matter.

Compared with the Food Creation Technique, the Water Creation Technique does not even deserve to have a unique spell name at all, because its principle is just to use arcane energy to condense water vapor into liquid. It is many orders of magnitude lower in difficulty, even the worst.

All apprentices can easily master it.

Although the arcane ways of the ancient Night Elf Empire are unique, and due to their proximity to the Water Tower and the Well of Eternity, some areas are comparable to or even surpass modern magic, but overall, they are still far behind, especially

It is difficult to compare with Quel'Thalas, who has the same origin and is better than his predecessor.

Unsurprisingly, it was this small modern spell developed by the high elves that shocked Ferguson.

"Your Excellency, I must excuse myself for a moment. Please understand that since you have information about the trolls, these soldiers must go through due procedures." Ferguson suppressed the shock in his heart, cleared up his expression, pointed and walked aside.

The officer of the Third Legion who arrived said to Angmar.

Angmar nodded, and then followed the officers with resolute faces and arrogant expressions to a military tent.

Ferguson watched Angmar leave, grabbed the entourage on the side and whispered: "You also go over, don't let those people neglect this magic master. I am going to report to Her Majesty the Queen... Go quickly!"

The entourage hurriedly ran all the way and followed him into the tent.

Ferguson didn't waste much time and walked quickly to his tent. After shooing away his men, he recited a spell to the crystal ball placed in the center of the table, accompanied by special hand gestures and seals. After a while, the dense magical mist appeared.

As it spread, the distant scene inside the Aissalin Palace appeared.

This is a circular lookout facing the majestic Well of Eternity. The back of a beautiful woman is right in front of you. Her long, smooth bright silver hair is tied behind her head, and she is wearing a mooncloth embellished with silver threads.

The long skirt shows off the graceful figure, making it extremely elegant and noble.

"Havis, is this the magic you want to show me?"

She looked at the group of upper elf mages at the end of the observation deck who were working together to cast spells, said something very lazily, and then turned around...

An impeccable face appeared in the spiritual mist.

"Your Majesty." Royal Advisor Ferguson hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"What's wrong, Ferguson? This is the second time you have contacted me in a day. I said that you are solely responsible for this matter. Is there any new problem...a problem beyond your ability?"

Azshara blinked her eyes slowly, her tone was extremely calm, as if nothing in this world could make her mood fluctuate. After that, her soft and boneless hands slowly reached out to the tray held by the maid.

, picked one from the bunch of grapes hanging with water drops.

Ferguson did not dare to raise his head, maintaining a respectful posture and said:

"Your Majesty, I found a foreign magic master. A real magic master!"
Chapter completed!