At this moment, in the capital of the ancient night elves, in the magnificent palace of Azshara, Angmar actually met the ancestor of the blood elves, Quel'Thalas, the founder of the Sunstrider dynasty, His Highness Prince Kael'thas

The ancestor of Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

At this time, Dath'Remar looked very young. He still had the appearance of a night elf. He was very tall with broad shoulders. He was wearing a royal mage robe and an enchanted magic dagger hung around his waist. It was as silver as a full moon.

Sparkling eyes, a straight aquiline nose, and sharp-cut facial features form an impressive face.

Angmar discovered that if one ignored the height and lavender skin, one could vaguely see the shadow of Prince Kael'thas on Dath'Remar, and the two had many similarities in appearance.

"Uh... Sir?" Dath'Rema felt uncomfortable with Angmar's direct gaze and asked uneasily. In front of Angmar, this mediocre court mage was somewhat nervous.

Angmar came back to his senses and smiled politely: "Sorry, your Excellency reminds me of an old friend... Come on, take me to visit the magic experiments you are conducting. If Her Majesty the Queen needs my help, at least

Also let me know what you are doing."

In his heart, Angmar had accepted Azshara's invitation. She was right. If he wanted to fight against the Fallen, he would need the help of allies, or even more than one ally.

The Qiraji swarmed out, and chaos arose in Ulduar... When the chaos caused by the Fallen intensified, he even had to temporarily put aside the "stable existence of the timeline" and go to the ancient continent of Kalimdor.

With the help of many powerful beings, from demigods, to the five-color dragon clan who are currently scornful of mortal races, to those guardians who have fallen into depression - Leiden, whose power was taken away by the God of Thunder and locked in a prison under the Thunder God Island;

Azadas and Ellonaya, who are sleeping in Uldaman, are accompanied by the earth spirits and mechanical gnomes infected by the curse of flesh and blood; and even Odin, who is exiled to the Hall of Valor outside the main plane...

As for the impact this move may have on the historical process of later generations, that can only be discussed later. If the Fallen destroyed Azeroth, what is the point of discussing the survival of the timeline?

"Please follow me." Dath'Rema saluted respectfully and led Angmar, who was worried, towards the palace.

…

"Are you also a member of the Royal Mage Organization?" Angmar asked curiously as he walked forward.

In the past, he could only know about this Sunchaser king from historical records. Now that he met the real person, he naturally wanted to know more about the latter's past.

"Yes, I am one of the early members of the Royal Mage," Dath'Rema nodded, showing the waning moon on his sleeves and the embroidery of the staff. Then he seemed to remember something forgotten and said hurriedly: "I haven't told you yet, sir.

Introducing myself, my name is Dath'Rema Sunstrider, I am the senior mage-master of the Royal Mage, I am mainly responsible for the defense of the palace, and I am also one of the persons in charge of this magic experiment."

"Based on my understanding of the noble race during this period, the meaning of the surname Sun Chaser does not seem to be in line with the mainstream living habits of the noble race." Angmar said.

Night elves hate daytime and prefer night. Sunchaser means chasing the blazing sun, which seems a bit strange in night elf society.

"Indeed," Dath'Rema replied with a smile, "Your Excellency, you should know our past. The night elves are a branch of the trolls. Thousands of years ago, they hated the endless wars between the major tribes over land and hunting grounds.

During the war, we lived in isolation and moved to Mount Hyjal - a secluded place near the Well of Eternity. We gradually developed the habit of sleeping day and night. However, my ancestors have always maintained the opposite living habits. In the night elf culture,

In the early days of its formation, it took this surname to identify itself.”

The night elves who evolved from the dark trolls often chose natural things as their surnames due to their weak culture in the early days. For example, "Stormstorm" and "Evening Star", by analyzing the meaning of the surname, you can also intuitively determine the ancient age of the surname.

The degree also proves the cultural level of the namer from the side.

The surnames "Moonsong" and "Sunstrider" are obviously more symbolic than "Storrage". In other words, the ancestors of the former are more educated than the ancestors of the latter. Perhaps this is an allusion to the relationship between the two parties in the night elves.

Status differences in the early stages of birth.

The high elves continued this tradition of the night elves. Angmar had speculated that perhaps "Morning Star" was also an ancient surname inherited from the ancient night elves?

After listening to Dath'Remar's words, Angmar secretly laughed. It turned out that the origin of the Sunstrider surname was so simple. According to the historians of Quel'Thalas, the Sunstrider ancestors were brave enough to pioneer and dare to do things that ordinary people could not do.

That's why he proudly calls himself this surname.

It seems that as the famous saying goes, history is indeed a little girl who can be dressed up by anyone, no matter which ethnic group it is.

"Sunstrider, it seems that your family members are very adventurous."

Dath'Rema shook his head after hearing this, "Sir, you are joking. Since the establishment of the empire, the family has gradually declined. In my generation, apart from me, there are not many night elves left with the surname of 'Sunstrider'.

"

"Sun Chaser, don't be impatient. In the not too distant future, your surname will surely create history and be remembered by the world."

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After walking through the palace complex for a long time, Dathrema took Angmar to an inconspicuous garden.

The garden is not big, and the plants planted are not comparable to the one Angmar passed through a few hours ago. The maids, male servants, and some disarmed guards in long palace dresses were leisurely and contented inside, gathering together in twos and threes.

, talking to each other and occasionally laughing, extremely relaxed.

Surrounding the garden are restaurants, dormitories, and several small laundry rooms where lower-class people dine. In the open space at the far end of the garden, many expensive and elegant clothes and robes are dried, and the mage apprentices walk through them, carefully

Use magic to steam dry and iron clothes for fear of damaging them.

It seems that this should be a living area specifically designated for servants and guards in the palace complex.

The servants noticed Dath'Rema and Angmar and bowed humbly and said hello. Just when Angmar was wondering why the other party brought him here, he noticed that there seemed to be something strange about the people in the garden, and the glances towards him were full of vigilance.

Angmar relaxed his mental power slightly, and was slightly surprised by what he found.

Among those chattering and laughing, there was some low-status maid. She was clearly a high-level mage with epic power. She was sketching the spell model in her mind and accompanying her to inspire it. The ordinary guards who were saluting beside them hung them casually around their waists.

The sword is also a rare enchanted blade in the outside world. The calluses on the palms clearly show that they are not as simple as they seem...

As his mental power gradually relaxed, he discovered that not only the people in the garden, but also the people resting in the surrounding dormitories and eating in the restaurant were all the same. Many powerful defensive spells guarded this place, and in the trunk of each big tree,

They all hide amazingly powerful trigger-type attack spells, there are dense traps under the floor, and there are hundreds of elites in the underground darkroom ready to attack...

Thousands of elite mages and elite soldiers disguised as servants, coupled with complex secret defense devices, turned this corner of the palace into a forbidden place where even the legendary strong men had no hope of escaping. Angmar suspected that if it was besieged by this army

If so, even I might have to shed some skin to escape.
Chapter completed!