Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

In the Fortress of the Farstrider, Cirvanas had just returned from patrolling. After handing over to the next team, he walked out of the barracks and planned to go to the Tower of Secret Energy.

"Captain Sylvanas, here are your letters and packages!" The guard at the gate of the camp said after seeing her.

"Okay, give it to me."

Cirvanas took a package and a letter from the guard, and when she saw the familiar handwriting on the envelope, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Maddos, can I go in?"

"Drip! Advanced authority. Welcome, Ms. Sylvanas." At the door of the Tower of Secret Energy, the elemental arcane guard Markdos made way for her after confirming her authority. .

The female elf couldn't wait to return to her room. She put the magic package aside first, and then opened the letter:

"Shiva:

When you receive this letter, I should have lived in Dalaran for half a year, I hope you are well.

Dalaran is a very dynamic city. The residents here include humans, elves, half-elves, gnomes, and dwarves. Different from Silvermoon City, their use of arcane and spell innovations opened my eyes. , mages can study magic at will here. Although the lifespan of human mages is not as long as ours, their talent in magic is indeed outstanding. When I followed Prince Kael'thas to meet the archmage of the Kirin Tor Council, I was more sure up to this point.

Oh yes, the Kirin Tor Council is an organization similar to the Silvermoon Council. They have six archmages who jointly manage Dalaran, and Prince Kael'thas is also one of them.

do you know? These are not the ones that suit me the most. My favorite is the large library located in the center of the city. Although there are not many books that record war spells, there are many research ideas for intermediate and advanced spells that always surprise me.

But I won't stay here for a long time. I probably left Dalaran when you received this letter, and went to the battlefield on the other side of Alterac Mountains.

According to Creevey's story, my father and mother met there, and I want to see where they walked before, so I may not be able to contact you regularly in the future.

The package is a belated birthday present, I hope you like it. "

When Cirvanas saw the signer, it turned out to be Aristophanes.

She put the letter aside, opened the long magic package, and found that it was an ordinary wooden box, but she was not careless at all, but opened it carefully, and a very beautiful firearm appeared in front of her.

Cirvanas stretched out her hand to pick up the one-meter-long gun. She knew that Aristophanes was researching a new weapon, but she didn't expect to have a finished product so soon, and it was still such an exquisite weapon.

The body of the gun is white, with a glinting arcane blue light glowing on it, and the barrel is silvery white, engraved with fine patterns. There were other accessories and a thick stack of instructions in the box, but she ignored them and made a gesture of raising a gun and aiming out the window.

Then a piece of paper fell out, and it read:

"To my dear sister:

This is a powerful firearm, and the detailed instructions are in the box. She uses the rare Sassara associated maple as the raw material for the handle, and the barrel is made of arganite and mithril mixed alloy. It has a range of 800 to 1,000 The range is one thousand two. The bullets are automatically generated from the magic magazine, and the scope lens is made of rare northern crystal carvings, and at the same time it is enchanted with the ultimate eagle eye.

Now she's yours, give her a name! "

After reading it, Cirvanas looked at the weapon in front of him again, and muttered to himself, "Since Aristophanes gave it to me, then I'll call you Asmis!"

At this time, Aristophanes, who had already stepped into the ancient battlefield of the troll war, also received a system notification, indicating that the sophisticated firearms he made had a new name - Asmis.

He called out the system, at this time the system interface is more concise:

Kanai's Cube (2.0)

Owner: Aristophanes Windrunner

Race: High Elf/Human/Unknown

Occupation: Senior Junior Mystic/Unknown (can be extracted)

Expertise:

[Senior Mystic Expertise] Master

[Azeroth Mage Specialty] Veteran

【Alchemy Expertise】Expert

[Forging Specialty] Master

【Enchanting Specialty】Elite

(Professional levels are divided into Novice, Apprentice, Veteran, Elite, Expert, Master, Grandmaster, Legendary, Epic)

Anchor plane: Harry Potter (frozen) / Unknown plane (anchored, accessible) / Unknown plane (9.415%)

Main task 1: Advanced Great Mystic.

Task requirements: After nearly a hundred years of hard training, you find that you have fallen into a bottleneck after becoming a high-level mystic. As a prerequisite for advanced great mystics, 【Advanced Mystic Specialty】 must reach the epic level, and then break through normally, without a task time limit.

Task Reward: Reward the [Great Mystic Expertise] level depending on the completion time.

Main Quest 2: Adventure Again

Task requirements: The second anchor plane has been determined. Please note that the energy level of this plane is much higher than that of anchor plane 1. The time flow is close to five to one with Azeroth. Please proceed carefully.

Task rewards: new order side occupations, new specialties, can be integrated.

Side Quest 1: Master Specialty Learning

Mission description: Obtain the first master-level specialty as soon as possible to start the next-level mission, and the reward is unknown.

Side Quest 2: (Okulta, Staff of the Mystic) Promotion

Task description: Combine the forging, alchemy, and enchanting skills learned to upgrade to legendary items, and the rewards are unknown.

------------------Timely information-------------

Excellent firearms information has been updated: Arismis (Asmis), a prototype arcane kinetic energy rifle, with a range of 800 to 1,500, accessories: scope x1, enchanted magazine x3, owned by Sylvanas Windrunner.

Seeing the update of the firearm information, Aristophanes understood that the limit of this gun was far from the 1,000-meter target he used in the previous test, but it didn't matter anymore, he had already given this weapon to Cirvanas, and the rest It's all up to her.

After closing the system interface, Aristophanes straightened up and looked at the ancient battlefield in front of him.

Nearly two hundred years have passed, and there are not many traces of the battlefield where the beautiful windrunner ranger and the heroic human warrior cooperated in the past. During Aristophanes' walk, the grass covering the mountains swayed in the wind and made a "rustling" sound.

He took out a badge given to him by Creevey Windrunner, a faded lion's head, gleaming in the sun, and Aristophanes turned it over, and there was a small line written on the back: "To dearest Anna—Fadil Lothar", he understood that this was the name of the cheap daddy in this life.

"Sure enough, the background is big enough." He said with a smile, Lothar is the surname of Emperor Thoradin. Who is Emperor Thoradin? That was the human king who unified the human tribe of Arathi, established Arathor, the first human empire in the history of Azeroth, and cooperated with Quel'Thalas to win the troll war.

However, at this time the Arathor Empire had long since split. When he was in Dalaran, he heard that Stromgarde had been split. Some nobles went to the northern emerging country of Lordaeron, and the other part started to travel south under the leadership of the royal family. Maybe the Kingdom of Stormwind has already been established?

Aristophanes decided to continue going east, crossing Thoradin's Wall, to see Stromgarde, and to find news about his ancestors.

He whistled, and a tall horse grazing in the distance immediately ran over. This was a gift from Prince Alsace. It is said that it has some magical blood on its body, so it can be called a magical creature.

"Adeline, let's go!" After saying that, she got on her horse, and the horse named Adeline let out a long cry, kicked off her hooves and ran towards the east.

At this time, the Hillsbrad Hills were undeveloped except for the westernmost parts near Alterac Kingdom and Dalaran, and huge spiders, leopards and bears could be seen everywhere. Although Aristophanes, who was walking through the woods, disturbed them, he quickly threw them away with the speed of his horse.

In just two days, Aristophanes rushed from the foot of Alterac Mountain to Thoradin's Wall, and some reclaimed farmland and houses began to appear on the side of the road.

At this time, there were still guarding soldiers on Thoradin's Wall, and some peasants were walking sparsely at the gate. Aristophanes got off his horse and passed through the huge gate opening, and the Arathi Highlands were on the other side.

When he saw the camp on the side of the road, he led the horse and walked in.

It happened to be noon at this time, and the soldiers of Stromgarde who had just changed their defenses, and the human traders who went to the city to buy and sell all gathered here to chat and eat.

Aristophanes did not hide his appearance, so these humans were very frightened when they saw an elf mage walking into the camp, and they all backed away for a long time.

He originally wanted to chat with these people to see if there was any news worth obtaining, but looking at the frightened crowd, Aristophanes sighed, turned around and walked out of the camp.

However, the commander of the city wall guard who heard the news had already blocked the entrance of the camp. He cautiously asked Aristophanes, "Elf Mage, what are you doing in Stromgarde?"

"Do you know this?" Aristophanes didn't answer, but took out the old badge instead.

Looking at the lion head badge, the commander's pupils shrank. Aristophanes observed it, and he knew that this person must have some information.

"Where did you get this badge?" the commander asked with a serious face.

"My mother left it to me, do you know it?" Aristophanes asked again.

"Come with me, this is not a place to talk." The middle-aged human said.

Aristophanes followed him out of the camp gate, ignoring the chattering crowd behind him.

"My name is Farr, Farr Thorbane, and I am the commander of the third infantry squadron of Stromgarde. Today is our turn to protect the city wall." The human commander said as he walked.

"I am Aristophanes Windrunner, from Dalaran." Here Aristophanes lied a little.

"If I'm not mistaken, the original owner of the badge should have passed away for many years. Is there a name on it?"

"Fadil, Fadil Lothar." Aristophanes replied softly.

"It's him," Farrar understood, "that's a great character, but..." Farrer shook his head after speaking.

"What's wrong?"

"As early as two hundred years ago, he left Stromgarde with some members of the Lothar family and headed south. We only received news some time ago that they found a suitable place in the south to re-establish a kingdom, which seems to be called Heavy Rain. King...oh yes, it is the Kingdom of Stormwind."

"Really? Has there been a ship going south recently?"

"I can't say for sure. No one can be sure about things at sea, but according to the past rules, the next ship should arrive in a week. Moreover, the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind is a guy named Langdon Wrynn. The Lothar family seems to be gave up his power."

Aristophanes nodded. At this moment, the two entered a simple wooden house, and Farrar said, "You rest for a while, and I will take you to see my father later."

"Your father?"

"Yes, he is the King of Stromgarde now, and if you want to know about Fadir, I think he will tell you more." After saying that, Farrar walked out of the room.

Aristophanes sat down, and Farrar summoned his own soldiers outside: "You return to Stromgarde immediately, and tell His Majesty the king that Fardir's descendants are coming, and let him prepare."

"Follow the captain!"

Looking at the messenger going away, Farrer thought to himself: "Father, I hope you understand what I mean."