Robbie produced the certificate issued by the Queen.
"I am under orders from Queen Azshara to see Prince Farondis immediately."
The matter was urgent, Robbie was worried that the other party would stall for time and ruin everything.
The Elf woman, a figment of illusion, smiled gently, "You are an honored guest of Suramar. Please allow me, on behalf of High Archmage Elisande, to welcome you."
"Etc!"
Before Robbie could object, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and Robbie was already in a large hall.
All around, stars twinkled, as if walking in a silent universe, with beautiful planets in sight and a huge galaxy slowly rotating in the distance.
A silver light descended from the sky; this was magic that washed away the dust from one's body and clothes.
Before coming, Xavius warned Robbie that this magic contained the ability to activate the sense of taste and smell, and once affected, it would be difficult to resist the aroma of delicious food.
Fortunately, Robbie was prepared. He used Holy Light to resist the silver radiance and then cast Cleanse on himself to wash away the dust.
Faced with hundreds of delicacies on the round table and the irresistible aroma, Robbie immediately entered Sage Mode, his eyes calm and completely unmoved.
The Elf woman, formed from the illusion, was slightly taken aback. Rays of light shot out from her body, and the illusion disintegrated. Countless points of light flew in from all directions and reassembled into a single body.
This is a tall woman with fair skin, delicate features, and a slightly upturned chin. She has a proud expression, bright and sparkling silver pupils, and a Steadfast gaze, exuding strong self-confidence.
Such arrogance clearly indicated she had long held a high position; without a doubt, she was none other than High Archmage Elisande, the leader of Suramar City. She looked at Robbie with haughty disdain, a smirk playing on her lips, and said:
"A human, why would a monkey-like human wield the Holy Light? Ah, I see. You bear the marks of time; you are not from this era. Was you sent by Nozdormu? Oh, no, that foolish old dragon doesn't understand the true meaning of time. He's merely a low-level user, his methods extremely crude. Then who sent you? I can't even see through them."
Robbie cautiously observed Elisande, secretly using his Point, Line, and Plane abilities.
This woman is incredibly powerful; every part of her body has been tempered and refined by the Power of Time. Queen Azshara taught her the principles of time, and it's clear she has taken it a step further, developing her own unique understanding.
"Why do I feel like I'm being seen naked?" A little confused and slightly uneasy, Elisande clutched her collar tightly, staring suspiciously at Robbie.
"Human, since I met you, time has changed, become blurred. You have brought about some changes. Don't worry, I have no hostility towards you. It's better for you to bring about some changes than for the predetermined ending."
"Alright, I'm here to find Prince Farondis," Robbie explained.
Elisande looked regretful, shook his head, and sighed:
"Poor Prince Farondis, a good friend. I shouldn't have used him as bait to test the power of the Moon Goddess. I thought I could save him, but even my arrogance led me to make a mistake."
"Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess's power is beyond my imagination; it's a power I cannot comprehend. I can see through time, but I cannot see through the actions of a deity. It's too late; searching for him is pointless. You can report to Her Majesty the Queen that Prince Farondis has been coerced and is in danger."
Robbie was startled. Was it too late? He hurriedly asked, "Could the High Archmage tell me where I can meet Prince Farondis?"
"A pointless act." Elisande's silver eyes scrutinized Robbie. "You are shrouded in the mists of time; I cannot see into your future. If you can answer one question, I will send you to him."
Robbie nodded. "Okay."
"If—and I mean hypothetically" —Elisande's eyes darted around, and he said in a low voice, "The one who made the mistake is someone above, an unparalleled supreme being, whose decision no one can change. His mistake could have extremely dire consequences, even the destruction of all realms. How should we respond?"
What does that mean? Does Elisande refer to Queen Azshara?
Something's not right. The Queen's status and magic are stronger than Elisande's, yet she doesn't restrain her behavior. Suramar City is like a vassal state, where Elisande has more power.
Robbie couldn't fathom what was causing Elisande to feel this powerless.
"If it's an enemy, we need to fight them at all costs," Robbie said uncertainly, then saw the contempt in Elisande's eyes and Robbie he was wrong.
"There's nothing we can do. Accept our fate. We're finished." Robbie shook his head. "When the supreme being makes a mistake, we can only perish with them. Don't resist; it's pointless. Maybe we'll have a chance to escape."
"That means I've given up!" Elisande gazed sadly at the sky, looking utterly despondent.
"If you fall behind, you'll be bullied; if you make mistakes, you'll have to pay the price. It's just a pity for the innocent ones." Robbie offered his answer based on his own experience, recalling Lordaeron and the foolish King Terenas.
A vast kingdom was destroyed in his hands. The subjects knew their King had made a mistake, but they were powerless to do anything about it. They could only pay the price for King folly, becoming food for the Orcs, or at best, choosing to flee.
"Hehe!"
Elisande gave a bitter smile and said weakly:
"This is your answer. To be honest, I'm very dissatisfied, but I can't find a way to refute it. I glimpsed a corner of the future, seeing the Supreme Being make a mistake, but powerless to do anything, because he controls everything, he represents the beacon of Justice, and those who oppose him will become enemies of all living beings, only able to silently watch everyone head towards destruction, a hopeless, futureless End Time, slowly approaching us, with only darkness and despair before us."
"The End Time?"
Robbie murmured the familiar word.
"It's not like there's no way out." Robbie recalled everything that had happened in Lordaeron, and how the wise and intelligent Tirion Fordring was a good example. "Perhaps you could make mistakes along with them, take the opportunity to accumulate strength, and then find a way to escape."
Elisande paused. "You're right, but I can't abandon my people. Go, find Prince Farondis. He's in the Crimson Thicket, experiencing the most desperate moment of his life, though your meeting will be pointless."
With a casual wave of his hand, Robbie disappeared from the room. The next moment, he appeared in the Crimson Thicket, where he saw Prince Farondis walking towards him, wandering desperately through the forest like a fawn that had lost its mother.
His appearance hadn't changed, except he was covered in dust. This wasn't the clean and tidy Prince he usually was. Robbie wasn't familiar with him, only nodding acquaintances, but he was very aware of the Highborne's fastidiousness.
Upon seeing Robbie approaching, Prince Farondis couldn't help but sigh:
"Robbie Capor, a human who wields the Holy Light, a distinguished guest of Azshara, you've come at the right time. I have a request: kill me, turn my body to ashes, I beg you."