Vol 2 Chapter 164: : The Way of Victory and Our Lady

The camera temporarily returned to a few days ago, Storm Fortress, King's Hall.
"Jaina of the Proudmoore family? Huh ... I know that woman, I don't like her, shut her for a few days, let her suffer a little bit and let it go."
Boss Hu sneered a few times and waved to let the night son kneeling respectfully on the ground leave.
"Oh by the way, don't start too hard, mainly mental torture, don't let her hurt the body, understand."
"Follow your will, Divine Lord." Ye Zi bowed again and slowly retreated.
Aurelia was very surprised. In her impression, Sarodal was the first time he was so rude to a woman.
"This Jaina ... should she not have met you? Why do you hate her so much?"
Hu Feng shrugged, "It's nothing, but this woman is a fool who can't see the big picture, is naive and naive, extremely idealized, wants to be a Virgin, and is extremely emotional, even at the expense of his fellow citizens.
"Uh ... Lord God, I am the first time I have heard that you despised someone like that. Although I haven't met you yet, I have already made her feel bad about her." King Lane happened to leave now. When he came in, he was surprised when he heard boss Hu's complaint.
Hu Feng whispered, "And the Prince Alsace of Lordaeron, I don't like him either. Under a kind and glorious appearance, extreme and extremely ideal greenhouse flowers are hidden."
Alsace, to be honest, he is much better than Jaina, no matter what he has done in his destiny, at least he is for his country, for his people, and there will be no betrayal. Decision of the race.
But he is also extremely idealized, and when he encounters setbacks, he will transform his sense of responsibility and mission into a radical greenhouse flower.
It is a pity that there is not enough time for him to experience and let him grow up.
Aurelia suddenly thought of something, looking at boss Hu leaning on the throne arm.
"By the way, this great cleansing for you, there have been a lot of rumors outside recently ... Saying you are going to become the night elf of the night elf?"
"Look at the situation." Hu Fengwen Yan shrugged again. "If appropriate, I will turn the night elves into imperialism. Now the social spirit of the elves is too loose and loose, and there is no slight cohesion. It's not a good thing to drag your feet ... to know that our enemies are also spirits, and that endless army of demons, a night elf in a state of sand, will only die faster, and talk about victory. "
"I quite agree with this point. The night elven sky has strong war potential and heritage. If there is an emperor who can combine these advantages, this is also a good thing for the alliance." King Lane nodded. stand by,
As the king of the Storm Kingdom, Ryan is naturally a strong supporter of feudal monarchy, and extremely hates the loose joint parliamentary system. Except for Dalaran, the human kingdom has always been a royal system passed down from generation to generation, and implements an aristocratic elite. Education, in their view, did not see anything bad.
This is also the reason why the human nobility and the upper elf community can get along very well. Both parties belong to the same class, and they are both strong supporters of the centralized empire.
Master District, Royal College of Stormwind.
The largest magistrate training academy in the southern continent was officially put into use today, and the emissaries of the northern kingdoms and the emissaries of Dalaran were all present.
"Those upper-level elf mages should teach apprentices to learn the magic of the Well of Eternity, not the simplified castration version that Quel'Thalas taught humans back then!"
Jaina read it carefully with a class schedule, her face shocked, and at the same time a hint of envy.
It took several days to finally come to a halt, Jaina is now attentive, she no longer wants to stay in Stormwind City for more than a day, after participating in this celebration, she can go back to Dalaran Too.
"Spells during the Eternal Well?" Kael'thas wasn't too calm. When the Sun Daily family chose to exile, only a very small part of the inheritance was taken away. All the rest of the essence is in Surah. It's in Macheng.
"It's just a bad idea. Those who want to learn must first believe in Titan Sarrod and become a believer in the Eye of Truth. Then, after graduating, do these masters first loyal to their own country, or loyal to gods?" Alsace It's sullen.
Jaina seemed to find a balance and immediately nodded her head in agreement. "Yes, this kind of learning method without any freedom, I would rather not learn."
The arcane crystal loudspeakers on the college wall are still shouting propaganda slogans at the moment, and the content of these shouts makes Prince Lordaeron and Jaina very uncomfortable.
"All freshmen entering the school must bear in mind that it is the great deity Sarodal who gives you free entry into the palace of magic. It is the of magic that gives you strength, loyalty to the eye of truth, and your highest goal ..."
With the huge statue in front of the gate of the college based on the appearance of the incarnation of the gods, the whole college revealed a breath called fanaticism.
"This is brainwashing, this is controlling the people's thoughts, are the spirits so cold and barbarous!" Jaina clenched her fists tightly.
"If I were you, this Miss Humanity, I would immediately take back what I just said ... Ah, it was Miss Jaina, and it seems that the review of the past few days still does not make you more memorable. "
At this time, a cold voice came from the back of the three people, turning their heads to see, it was an upper-level elf mage surrounded by human nobles, staring proudly and indifferently at the three people in front.
Arthas was immediately emotional, "Come on and take Jaina away, you cold-blooded monsters!"
The upper elf mage sneered a few times, "There is no need for this, she is already a sad person who has been completely abandoned by the gods. The gods are kind, pardon you, and give you new opportunities, but you do n’t cherish so much ~ www.mtlnovel .com ~ You can do it for yourself. "Then, greet the nobles around to enter the college.
The aristocrats of Stormwind City looked contemptuous when they passed by the three, as if looking at a few dirty grooms.
"Master Kailar, this woman is the one a few days ago ...?"
"The redneck to the north ..."
"Somehow, if I am forgiven by the name of the gods, I am now a devout believer."
The nobles gathered around the upper elf mage named Kailar, and you talked about me, and you were not afraid of being heard by three people.
Arthas gritted his teeth, Jaina was also full of anger and flushed.
Kael'thas didn't say a word, looked at his sweetheart, and then looked at Arthas, not knowing what he was thinking.
In recent times, there has been a whisper in my heart that keeps telling himself: Arthas is your enemy, he will destroy you, destroy your people!
Go to the gods, only gods can help you, only gods can help high elves. . .
Deep in the ground of the Royal College, in an underground chamber that is not open to the public.
A squirming piece of meat occupies the whole room, covered with big round eyes, and the flesh and blood tentacles around him wave wildly.
Those eyes are now staring at the direction of Kael'thas.