Is This an Ancient Titan Magical Creation?

The female mage hurried forward and carefully examined the soldier Kalis's leg. Her face filled with shock and excitement. "Perfect! The bones have been seamlessly reshaped and joined, while the muscles, nerves, and vascular network have been reconstructed almost flawlessly! This... this is simply the pinnacle of life alchemy!

Rod, is this tent an engineering creation or an enchanted item? What is the energy core inside? And that life gel..." Her questions came in a rapid barrage, her scholarly enthusiasm completely ignited.

Rod shrugged.

Uther also walked over and gently patted Kalis on the shoulder. Then he looked at Rod, the gravity in his eyes replaced by deep approval and a trace of understanding. "Remarkable, Rod. This treasure is certainly no ordinary item. The cost of using it must be immense, I imagine?"

"You've seen the effects. It can reshape flesh and repair limbs. As for the cost... I basically consume nothing at all. It's entirely the effect of this miraculous treasure." Rod smiled as he revealed a fact that greatly shocked Uther.

The Medical Tent did not cost anything at all. As long as he bought it, it could provide treatment once every three hours, every day.

At present, he had 2,000 units of gold per day, while a Medical Tent cost only 750 gold.

More importantly, Rod was already planning to build a Capitol that could produce 4,000 units of gold per day. The prerequisites for a Capitol were a Citadel and a Castle.

The Capitol only required a Fort as a prerequisite, and this building came with the starting city. It also consumed only 2,500 units of gold and 5 units of ore.

After the Capitol was built, creature production would increase by 50%, and additional defensive arrow towers would be added. A Castle, meanwhile, required 5,000 units of gold, plus 10 units of ore and 10 units of wood.

After the Castle was built, creature production would increase by 100%, while the Capitol cost 10,000 gold to construct.

Rod estimated that by the time he reached Lordaeron City, he should be able to build the Castle. Then, after saving money for another five days, he would have enough to build a Capitol.

So, to Rod, the Medical Tent truly was not worth much. He intended to use what he had in hand to trade for something special, such as resources from Lordaeron City.

That was why he had displayed the Medical Tent's capabilities: so that Uther and Jaina could witness its effects and report them to King Terenas and Dalaran.

"No cost whatsoever? Rod, are you sure?" Before Uther could speak, the female mage Jaina leaped up first.

"There's a slight restriction. It can only treat one unit every three hours. Other than that, there are no restrictions." Rod shrugged.

The moment those words came out, Jaina and Uther were both left speechless. That counted as a cost?

When you said there was a cost, I thought it could only be used once a day, or even once a month!

"By the Light, Rod, this is a rare treasure. Use it on the proper path. Keep it safe, and do not take it out lightly." Uther patted Rod on the shoulder.

As a noble paladin of great character, after seeing Rod's miraculous treasure, he had no intention of seizing it.

He would only remind Rod to use the treasure for righteous purposes. Still, it needed to be kept secret, or it would attract people with ulterior motives.

"Rod, can you tell me where you obtained this thing called a Medical Tent? How was it made? And how does it work?" the female mage asked impatiently.

She desperately wanted to know the origins of this unique magical item. As a female mage of Dalaran, a disciple of Archmage Antonidas, and a genius female mage pursued by the blood elf prince Kael'thas, her thirst for knowledge was immense.

"How should I put it? I obtained this treasure while exploring an extremely ancient ruin. It was an indescribable place, filled with extraordinarily magical and advanced creations." Rod said mysteriously.

The moment he said this, not only the female mage but even Uther wore a look of curiosity.

However, the Lightbringer forcibly suppressed his curiosity. He dismissed the nearby soldiers and brought Rod to his tent for a private conversation. What came next was not suitable for ordinary soldiers to hear.

Only Rod, Uther, and Jaina remained in the tent.

"This is secure enough, Rod. You can speak now," Uther said.

"Sir Uther, and Jaina... do you know anything about the Titans?" Rod slowly asked.

"The Titans?" Uther's thick brows rose slightly. The weight of that word was immense.

As the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, he had encountered quite a few ancient texts and legends. Though the teachings of the Light did not address them directly, they vaguely mentioned that they were great beings from the dawn of creation. Even humanity's origins were connected to Titan creations.

"You mean... the Titan Keepers from the legends, who shaped this world and left behind countless ancient ruins?"

The female mage's face lit up with delight. This treasure truly was connected to the Titan Keepers.

"Them, exactly!" Jaina's reaction was far more direct and fervent. A startling light burst forth in her blue eyes as she leaned forward slightly.

"Tyr! Archaedas! Freya! Those Titan... Keepers! Rod, are you saying... that your miraculous magic and this Medical Tent both... both came from Titan ruins?"

Her voice trembled slightly with excitement. As one of Dalaran's finest apprentices and Antonidas's prized student, her knowledge of Azeroth's ancient history far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The Titan Keepers and their creations represented power and knowledge beyond mortal reach, almost divine miracles.

If Rod's strange encounter was related to them, then everything made sense—the magical systems no one had ever seen before, and the ability to regenerate severed limbs while ignoring the laws of the Light!

Rod nodded and, following Jaina's lead, began weaving a half-true, half-false "adventure" based on the world of World of Warcraft:

"Yes. During an incredibly chance journey in my early years, I became lost north of Khaz Modan, deep within a fjord near the Great Sea that was shrouded in eternal mist.

There... was an entrance, concealed beneath ancient ice and distorted magical force fields. With a bit of luck and... perhaps some kind of guidance, I managed to enter.

It was not a ruin left behind by any civilization we knew. The space inside was unimaginably vast, with enormous passages gleaming with metallic luster crisscrossing in every direction.

I was certain that neither elves, humans, dwarves, trolls, nor even dragons could have built it. Its style was exceptionally strange. There, I encountered a mysterious, ancient, powerful being..." Rod began making up his story.