2. Yellowed Memories
Magic House, this is Dalaran's most famous pub and hotel. Many Mage people who like fine wine will choose to have a glass of wine here when night falls, and then go back to Wizard's Tower to start meditating.
Especially for academic Mage people, it is definitely a joyful thing to be temporarily freed from the heavy research work.
Apprentices generally don't come here. The high price is on the one hand, and on the other hand, they really don't have much time to relax. Dalaran is very strict about Magic Apprentice's teaching. Generally speaking, apprentices who have not been able to enter the junior Mage within 3 years will be dismissed or incorporated into Dalaran's administrative system.
Although there will be a good job, I will probably say goodbye to magic in this life. For those who are interested in creating a career on the magic stage, this is simply the most terrifying thing Torment.
But there are always people who think differently, such as the girl sitting opposite Kel'Thuzad.
The two of them were sitting in the private room on the second floor of Magic House, which was the place where Kel'Thuzad frequented most. His identity determined that a private room was only the most basic privilege, but what Kel'Thuzad thought was normal would be a bit scary in the eyes of others.
"Hey, who are you? My Mr. Mentor Rhonin is not treated like this even in Magic House!"
The girl curiously looked at Kel'Thuzad who was sitting opposite her and reading a book. A woman's keen senses allowed her to notice Kel'Thuzad's secret glances at her more than once. However, this had nothing to do with lust. At most, it was just a hint of appreciation and curiosity.
This discovery made the girl happy. At least it proved that she still had charm, but no one had noticed it before. Thinking of this, her feeling about Kel'Thuzad immediately improved.
In fact, to be precise, this girl is indeed a beauty, with a good figure and face. The only troublesome thing is her personality. Kel'Thuzad, who has seen too many Magic Apprentices, knows that this kind of personality will make it difficult for her to be taken seriously in the apprentice group, and she may even be ostracized by her peers.
This is Dalaran. What is needed here is calmness and talent, not enthusiasm, nor a hint of rude generosity.
But this did not prevent him from admiring the girl opposite him. Even though it was only the first time for the two of them to meet, feelings were so heart-stirring that they only needed a glance.
Facing the girl's question, Kel'Thuzad closed his magic book and showed a shy smile that was not used to it.
"Me, I'm just a Mage... the most common Mage among Dalaran."
"Hypocrisy!"
Facing this answer, the girl straightened her nose in disdain, but soon, she no longer struggled with this topic. Everyone has their own secrets. After coming to Dalaran for more than a year, this was one of the few Truths she had learned, so she picked up the fruit wine in front of her, took a sip lightly, and then said to Kel'Thuzad,
"You know what? You have a nice voice."
Kel'Thuzad's hand holding the wine glass trembled for a moment, but soon returned to its original state. He opened his mouth and smiled,
"Really? This is the first time someone has said that to me."
The girl nodded seriously,
"It's very magnetic and convincing."
She thought for a moment and used another metaphor, "It's exactly the same as when I talked to my father."
"Pfft..."
This metaphor made Kel'Thuzad almost spit out the wine in his mouth, and then he laughed uncontrollably. Perhaps it was an inexplicable emotion that made him feel particularly relaxed when he was with this carefree and unique girl.
Then he heard the girl's next words,
"Actually, you look pretty when you smile... why don't you smile?"
Kel'Thuzad was silent. He didn't know how to answer this question, because from his memory, he entered Dalaran, from apprentice to Mage, and now, it seems... it is indeed rare to see anyone smiling.
The girl may not need Kel'Thuzad's answer. She sipped the wine in the glass and said in a very emotional tone,
"You know? This is a City that doesn't laugh... From the first time I entered here, I noticed that everyone was always coming and going, seemed very busy, and everyone was very serious. I remember that Mentor Rhonin also laughed at the beginning, and then gradually became like other people... I don't like it here, it's like a cage."
The girl took another big gulp of wine, then placed the glass on the table with a crisp sound, as if she was relieved.
"A cage of emotions."
There was a trace of blush on her face. She supported her chin with her hand and looked at the silent Kel'Thuzad,
"I'm leaving. The day after tomorrow, I'm going back to my hometown."
Kel'Thuzad raised his head suddenly. This action exposed his emotions. Looking at Doubt in his eyes, the girl showed her iconic cheerful smile again,
"It's not what you think, it's not because of studies or other reasons."
"I just passed the junior Mage assessment, but I found that I still can't adapt here. My father sent me here because he wanted me to become a noble Mage, but I know that he prefers me to avoid the war with Orcs. My home is in Arathi, which is about to fall. I can't give up my family, so I want to go back."
The girl stood up and opened her arms, like a dancer about to start dancing. She turned her head and looked at Kel'Thuzad,
"You know? From the beginning, since I was a child, I actually wanted to be a traveler, to see the scenery around the world, and then to find those lost histories. Later, I felt that becoming Mage is actually not bad, the mysterious, elegant Mage, that is almost every child's dream."
"But I... I still can't get used to it."
The girl leaned against Window and looked at the slowly turning lights on Dalaran. Suddenly she turned around and looked at Kel'Thuzad.
"What about you? What is your dream? And why do you want to become Mage?"
Kel'Thuzad recalled his past at a loss. The memory seemed to be filled with complex magical knowledge, awkward spells, and scenery that Dalaran seemed to be frozen in time. He could not remember his dream, nor why he became Mage.
So when faced with this problem, he remained silent... He wanted to use gorgeous language to express himself in front of the girl he liked, just like what was written in those stories, but he remained silent in the end.
"I... I don't know."
A trace of sadness and regret flashed in the girl's eyes. She walked behind Kel'Thuzad, gently put her arms on his shoulders, and looked at the thick black robe that he seemed to be wearing to separate herself from the world.
"How pitiful... you are a child with no dreams and no past."
"Thank you for the wine. I'm going back. Good night."
The girl picked up her scarf and waved her hand without looking back. Seeing her disappearing at the door, Kel'Thuzad didn't know where it came from. Courage He stood up and asked in a trembling voice,
"Then... will you come back? After the war is over."
The girl's footsteps also stayed in place, and the two of them were silent for a few seconds, and then a chuckle sounded,
"I don't know. Do I have a reason to come back?"
Kel'Thuzad drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, letting the spicy taste dance in his mouth, stimulating his emotions. He seemed to have caught the tail of something beautiful, so he said loudly,
"I still lack an assistant Mage. I am Kel'Thuzad, Council of Six, alternate Senators. I will submit an application to Council of Six. Will you... will you refuse?"
The girl turned her head. Under the illumination of the magic light, the blush on her face looked so cute. Her eyes blinked slyly,
"Wow, it's really Bigwigs, reject... No, why reject?"
After saying that, she let out a series of laughter like silver bells and disappeared at the door. Kel'Thuzad shouted loudly,
"I'm waiting for you to come back!"
Fifteen minutes later, Kel'Thuzad returned to his Wizard's Tower. He had never been in such a happy mood as he was now, and even hummed a song. However, looking at the piles of complex research topics in front of him, and the magic words like those ghost symbols, the young Mage couldn't help but shake his head. He had a headache, and tonight was probably going to be another sleepless night.
But when he looked up and saw the moon over Dalaran, he hummed with satisfaction, sat on his black velvet chair, stretched out, and prepared to start today's work.
But just when Kel'Thuzad picked up Quill, a loud noise suddenly rang in his ears, startling him. He got up from the ground in a panic, ignoring his painful arm from the fall, and walked to Window. Outside the window, there was chaos. To the north of Dalaran, a ball of fire had burst out, and then there was a numbing cry of killing.
Kel'Thuzad hurriedly took out the wand and applied a Eagle Eye to himself. The next moment, his eyes quickly Spread and saw everything happening in the north of City. It was flames and war, Orcs!
Damn! How could Orcs, who was still in Arathi Highlands, appear in Dalaran Plains?
Are all Kingdom of Alterac's soldiers dead?
No! Those Orcs!
Mage's keen perception allowed Kel'Thuzad to immediately notice something was wrong with those Orcs, especially those Orcs who were riding on skeleton-like Warhorse, wearing black armor, and brandishing Runes weapons. Their aura was not that of living people!
It's forbidden magic!
Kel'Thuzad felt something was wrong for the first time, and just when he was about to observe again and send a signal, another loud noise exploded in the city of Dalaran. At this moment, all the glass on the Window next to Kel'Thuzad was shattered, and the entire glass on the Street was shattered together.
He looked up at the sky. In the night, the entire sky was broken!
Just like the glass Fragments!
The shield...Dalaran's City shield was broken!
The war came, and Kel'Thuzad still had some Chaos in his mind, but this did not prevent him from immediately preparing for the battle. He took out several Scroll from under the desk, inserted them into his belt, brought several bottles of emergency potions, and finally picked up his Archmage staff.
The awkward magic was spoken fluently from Kel'Thuzad's mouth, and as Teleportation's light shattered, his body disappeared into the magic tower.
He did not go to Violet Citadel of Antonidas, but went to another place.
"Pick up your weapons! Grab your weapons! Don't panic, prepare to follow me to Violet Citadel!"
Archmage Rhonin waved Staff in his hand. With the blessing of Amplification, his voice spread throughout his magic tower. The chaotic Mage apprentices were running around like headless flies. The sudden war made these children panic.
But this is just a small scene for Rhonin. Not long ago, he had a fight with Deathwing, although since then, his reputation in Dalaran has changed from " "Moving Disaster" became Hero, but in fact, Rhonin knew that his foundation was still very shallow, so he took the initiative to assume the responsibility of teaching Mage's apprentices.
But just when Rhonin was trying to calm down the panicked Mage apprentices, a ray of light from Teleportation appeared in his Wizard's Tower. This move made Rhonin raise his eyebrows. Use Teleportation at will on Dalaran?
It seems that the one coming is Bigwigs!
Kel'Thuzad's voice came out of the light, and Rhonin's expression immediately became weird. Of course he knew Kel'Thuzad. In fact, all Dalaran and High Mage knew him. He was a lonely weirdo, but his talent in magic research was absolutely astonishing. Even Antonidas Sage, and also feel sorry for this disciple Pride of his.
In fact, Kel'Thuzad is already one of the representatives of Dalaran's academic Mage. Facing him, Hero like Rhonin has to treat his peers Mage with the same attitude, so he quickly greeted him,
"Mr. Kel'Thuzad, do you have any business coming here at this time?"
"I'm looking for someone!"
Kel'Thuzad is not good at dealing with people, so when faced with Rhonin's problem, he chose to go straight to the point, "One of your apprentices, a girl from Arathi Highlands, uh... I don't know her name, but she has a very straightforward personality, and she also likes to go to Fountain to feed Stray Cat. Do you know where she is?"
Rhonin was stunned for a moment, but still answered quickly,
"You should be talking about Miss Bigglesworth, but she is not here. She submitted an application to return to her hometown. She should currently live in Dalaran Visitor Reception Center in Magic Commercial Street."
"To the north? Where the battle took place?"
Kel'Thuzad's expression changed drastically, and he turned around to leave. Rhonin asked curiously behind him,
"With all due respect, you and Miss Bigglesworth?"
"She is my scheduled assistant Mage!"
Kel'Thuzad turned his head and glanced at Rhonin. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he shook his head. Staff in his hand tapped lightly on the ground, and the whole person disappeared in the light of Teleportation again.
At this time, in the north of the panicked Dalaran, when the Orcs army rushed into the City of Mage along the crack of City, the Mage who reacted immediately He immediately launched a counterattack, turning this corner of City into a magical flying battlefield in an instant. The flames melted the building, and Ice swept across everything. In almost five minutes, this place turned into a real Hell.
The Magic Commercial Street close to the battlefield has also been affected by the flames of war. The crazy Orcs is rampaging here, destroying everything in sight, chasing the Dalaran residents, adding a frightening desolation to the originally quiet night.
Fire Magic's light reflected the sky. In the completely destroyed neighborhood, Miss Bigglesworth struggled to use her magic Staff to try her best to avoid the Orcs in front of her. Rogue's Dagger, then stabbed the shining purple Ice Shard in his hand into his abdomen, and then used Staff to throw out a wave of Arcane Blast, blasting him away.
Orcs Rogue The ferocious expression still remains on his face, but his life has passed away.
This struggle exhausted the few Arcane Power left by Miss Bigglesworth. She leaned against the ruins of the wall, breathing heavily. The hot breath of the battlefield filled her lungs with thirst, and her face was already caked with sweat. There was also Ashes. She knew that her appearance must be extremely bad now, but it was no longer the time to talk about this.
She took out a small bottle of magic potion from Backpack with difficulty, tried to pour it into her mouth with trembling hands, but the wound left by Rogue on her arm was still radiating severe pain. This action was difficult to complete, and just before she was about to succeed, there was a loud sound that shook the ground again. Miss Bigglesworth was caught off guard and fell down, and the magic potion in her hand also fell to the ground.
"No! No no!"
The young girl got up from the ground, but the vital potion was gone. Without it, Miss Bigglesworth didn't know how to escape from this Hell.
Orcs and civilians who were being hunted were everywhere. At this moment, City of Magic seemed to have become a real frontline battlefield, cruel and bloody. Miss Bigglesworth knew that she could not stay here for long. She had to rush to Violet Citadel or other safe places before Orcs discovered her.
During her difficult movement, for some reason, the shadow of Kel'Thuzad always dangled in front of her eyes. She smiled bitterly. From the contact this afternoon, she knew that Kel'Thuzad was a true academic. He might have strong magic knowledge, but his practical ability was very weak. She just hoped that that fool would not take risks here.
"Bang!"
The cost of being distracted is serious. Miss Bigglesworth was punched to the ground by Orcs Rogue who suddenly appeared in front of her. Her consciousness was a little blurred and she could only watch Orcs Rogue walking towards her holding Dagger.
There is no hope.
There is no hope in this dim street corner filled with the smell of blood.
Orcs Rogue tilted his head and looked at Miss Bigglesworth, bared his teeth, and then leaned down, holding Dagger high in his hand. The blade shone with a fatal light under the reflection of Moonlight and magic, and then after Miss Bigglesworth closed her eyes, she stabbed down suddenly.
Moonlight was covered by black clouds, and it seemed that they couldn't bear to see this cruel scene, and then were torn apart by a sharp roar.
"Get... away!"