Wells's words were full of provocation, and the atmosphere in the tent suddenly solidified.

"Wells, please watch your words." Ferguson narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice.

Angmar observed the two of them quietly.

Although there is no record about Ferguson in the official history that he knows, judging from his temperament and behavior, Ferguson must have been accompanying Azshara for a long time. Considering everything before, his status is not low.

Putting "a long time" on the long-lived night elves means something completely different from short-lived races like humans, which can often be calculated in terms of hundreds of years.

For a royal advisor whose career spans hundreds of years and who often accompanies the Queen on important occasions, keeping one's emotions in check is just one of the most basic skills. But at this time, Ferguson was not only unable to control the pain in his heart

The anger was all displayed on his face, and it was in front of Angmar, which showed how deep the conflict between him and Wells was.

Angmar felt that the root of the conflict could be further explored, that is, between the royal advisor Ferguson and the most favored colleague of the Queen. After the invasion of the Burning Legion, he was the first night elf to succumb to evil and become a satyr. In later generations,

The Nightmare King——Xavis.

Is it another conflict caused by the struggle of interests? Angmar quickly made a judgment. Based on the information obtained previously, he had some understanding of the current era.

According to historical records, the ancient Night Elf Empire valued arcana. At the top of the pyramid of social status, apart from the High Elves, were mages. Due to the huge cost of the training process, even the Night Elf Empire opened many schools for the civilian class.

In the magic academy, those who can reach the extreme of arcane magic are often those mages who are from noble families and have rich financial resources. What's more, the ancient night elf society is far less open than Quel'Thalas in later generations. It can be said that in ancient times,

The idea that one can break the shackles of class through learning magic is nonsense.

Almost all of the famous mages in history were from the upper elf class, and very few were from the common class.

Especially Aissalin's group of court mages, that is, these royal mages. Not only are they members of the most important noble families in the Night Elf Empire, they also have magical talents that are beyond the reach of ordinary people, combining all kinds of unique conditions.

Wells Janrod looked young, but he was the leader of the royal mage group, which made Angmar find it unbelievable.

As we all know, within the planet Azeroth, there are star souls that will eventually grow into Titans. Under its nourishment, the creatures on this planet are generally more intelligent and powerful than the creatures in other boundless worlds.

There is no evidence that the number of strong men in ancient times was less than in modern Azeroth. In other words, in the ancient night elf society where Angmar lived, one could still judge a person's status by his strength.

Even because of the Well of Eternity, the success rate of mages is far higher than that of later generations. A transcendent epic, or even legendary mage, placed in the Night Elf Empire, would be immediately lost to the public.

The essence of the holy tree in his body makes Angmar very sensitive to the breath of life. He can see that Wells is only over a hundred years old, and he is not even a legend. Considering that his life span is longer than that of the high elves, he is even more unique.

In the empiricist ancient night elf society, how could Angmar not be surprised that he actually held such an important position?

I am afraid that the various reasons largely come from the addition of the power behind this person, as well as the role of "Lord Harveys" who Wells kept saying that he showed his dignity in every way.

Wells came from a prominent family, and Harveys's voice may be greater than imagined.

After much thought, Angmar came up with these two clues.

"A master of magic deserves to be treated politely by the empire," Wells said to Angmar, breaking the silence first, but never looked at Ferguson from beginning to end. "I heard that the master hopes to go to Suramar City.

It’s a pity that I have other important matters and cannot accompany you.”

As he spoke, he groped in his arms, took out a royal mage's magic badge, and handed it to Angmar.

Master? How did you know that I am a master?

Angmar chuckled inwardly.

Such a title is actually unexpected and reasonable.

Due to the existence of the Well of Eternity, the ancient night elves' mages accounted for a very high proportion of the total population. But inevitably, they also have the same problem as later generations of Quel'Thalas, that is, compared with the mages of ordinary races

, more dependent on external sources of magic power.

The spells cast by ancient night elf mages were no less powerful than those of later generations, and perhaps even slightly better than those of later generations due to their abundant magic power. However, when it came to the sophistication of the spells, they were far behind.

Compared to them, Angmar has many advantages.

Not only is he filled with advanced magical knowledge and theories that have been accumulated through the research and development of ancient arcane methods by successive generations of sages, but also the spells he has cast casually before, all of which show his "exquisiteness".

"Unparalleled" magic control ability. Either of these two points is enough to be regarded as a master by the relatively backward ancient night elf mage.

Angmar took the badge. It had a silver alloy base and a relief of a waning moon and a staff diagonally intersecting. It actually gave people the feeling of... a sickle and hammer badge.

"This is my identity certificate. If the master needs anything, you can show it to the Royal Mage's office in Suramar, and my staff will meet any of your needs." Wells said with a slightly proud tone.

.

"The royal mage of your country still has offices abroad?"

Angmar couldn't help but be curious. In his impression, the royal mages should be a group of top research talents serving the royal family. They isolate themselves in royal-funded research sites all year round to study cutting-edge theories in order to stay at the forefront of the times.

Yes, how can you have time to care about the trivial matters outside?

Wells was a little surprised, but then he understood what Angmar meant and replied with a smile:

"All higher magic schools in the empire are under the jurisdiction of the Royal Mage Group. Therefore, we have offices in every city. While responsible for teaching, we are also related to the local security and security agencies."

Angmar was greatly surprised. In this way, it was equivalent to firmly controlling the talent selection channel. He had a high opinion of the royal mage group in his heart. Then he thought of something, "Including Narthalas Academy

?”

"It seems that the master doesn't know anything about us," Wells explained patiently. "Nathras Academy is the top research institution in the empire, independent of the royal mage system. It is led by Farodis

The prince is responsible."

I see.

Angmar nodded.

The two just chatted, completely ignoring Ferguson.

"I have to go. I hope you will spend an unforgettable time in Suramar." Wells bowed slightly, turned and walked out of the tent. When passing by Ferguson, he specifically asked: "The Queen hopes that you can take care of yourself properly."

Entertaining Master Angmar."

"I will."

Ferguson replied with a cold face, feeling even more resentful towards Harveys in his heart. Not only did he send people to overshadow the guests, but he also humiliated himself in front of the distinguished guests. However, he could not say anything because, to a certain extent, he was deeply favored.

Wells better represents the Queen's voice.

After Wells left, he took a deep breath, straightened his expression, stretched out his hand to lead outside the tent, and said to Angmar:

"I have ordered people to set up a portal to Suramar City."

Angmar nodded and stepped forward.

One is the Royal Mage, the other is the Royal Advisor...

This seems to be a good start to "break into" the Night Elf Empire. The remaining question that needs to be clarified is, what era is it now, and how long will it take before the Burning Legion invades?
Chapter completed!