A maid led Dath'Remar and Galen outside the main hall.
Galen curiously looked at the maid's back, thinking that Vashj seemed to be Azshara's personal maid, wondering if this was the one in front of him.
In the main hall, Queen Azshara was half-lying on a gorgeous blanket, with a bright red cushion behind her. Two maids in silk robes were kneeling beside the Queen, serving her.
"Dath'Remar."
The Queen put down the emerald green wine pot in her hand, apparently having just drunk a few sips. "I heard that you have something important to report, and I specially took the time to see you! I will personally check the progress of the mages later."
Dath'Remar placed his fist on his chest, knelt on one knee, looked at the snow-white marble floor, and replied respectfully: "Light of Lights, Queen Majesty, who is loved by all people, I am very grateful for your permission to see you. I am sorry to disturb your rest, but I have brought you a talent, a collateral bloodline of the Sunstrider family. He is very outstanding in the mastery of spatial magic. I learned that the empire needs such talents, so I specially brought him to see you!"
Azshara moved slightly on the blanket upon hearing this, the thin blanket still tightly wrapping her curves.
"Oh? You have piqued my interest, Dath'Remar. Is this the mage beside you? Raise your head."
Galen raised his head.
Handsome, gentle, refined, and full of vitality!
This was Azshara's first impression of Galen.
Azshara herself was an outstanding beauty, and she, who severely judged based on appearance, had a good impression of Galen's appearance, which was different from the rough appearance of night elves.
"Little mage, really skilled in spatial magic?"
Queen Azshara asked softly. The portal above the Well of Eternity is now very unstable, only able to transport some low-level hellhounds. Even those hundred doom guards were teleported over one by one over the course of a month!
This kind of progress is gradually exhausting the Queen's patience.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Galen was concise, trying to build his persona as an introverted academic.
"What's your name?"
"Galen."
"How can you prove that you are good at spatial magic?"
The main event is here!
"Your Majesty, you can name any city, and I can instantly arrive there through a simplified teleportation spell!"
Galen wasn't bragging about this. The night elf archers in his base had already been dispatched. Throughout the continent of Kalimdor, from Eldre'Thalas in the north to Nazjatar in the south, from Suramar in the east to Mount Hyjal in the west, all the major cities of the night elf empire had his people. Teleporting at will is simply so easy.
"Since you are so confident, then go to Eldre'Thalas and retrieve a book for me." Azshara said lazily, "Vashj, you go with our little mage. Just retrieve that 'Arcanist's Cookbook' for me. I want to improve the palace's cuisine."
A beautiful handmaiden stepped forward after hearing the order. Queen Azshara handed her a royal insignia: "Give this insignia to Prince Tortheldrin, and he will let you pass smoothly!"
"Little mage, it's up to you now." Azshara looked at Galen with a teasing look, seemingly wanting to see him make a fool of himself because of the boast he had just made, wanting to tease this handsome young man.
"Your Majesty, Light of Lights, would you be so kind as to reveal the location and distance of this city called Eldre'Thalas?"
Of course, Galen knew where this city was, but he couldn't know it now.
Eldre'Thalas was a secret city established by Queen Azshara, ruled by a secret organization called the Shen'dralar. Shen'dralar means 'those who remain hidden'.
The leader of the Shen'dralar is Prince Tortheldrin, who is very loyal to the Queen. Although it sounds mysterious, they are actually just a bunch of librarians responsible for guarding the precious books collected by Queen Azshara.
"Vashj will guide you on the road and direction."
"Little mage, I can only give you half a day at most. If you fail, wasting my time is a serious crime. Perhaps, considering your noble status, I will banish you from the Eternal Palace, and Dath'Remar will also be punished by me."
"No problem, great Light of Lights, please prepare a place for me to cast spells!"
"Vashj, take him to the Ring of Stars."
"As you command, Your Majesty!"
Galen followed Vashj out of the Queen's Palace.
Galen followed this future Serpent Lady, carefully observing her.
If Azshara's appearance is the ceiling of the night elf's beauty, then Vashj can be considered one in ten thousand, slightly shorter than the ceiling, and at the same level as the Windrunner sisters.
Galen stopped looking after a while. In his impression, this Serpent Lady seemed to fall in love with Illidan at first sight and had been secretly in love with him. So he began to think about whether he could use this opportunity to go to Eldre'Thalas to set up a plan for the future?
Vashj's impression of Galen improved a bit. As the Queen's close servant, not only was she outstanding in appearance, but her strength was also not weak. With her strong mental strength, she noticed that Galen's gaze swept over her and then stopped paying attention, which made Vashj feel respected.
"We're here, Mage."
"This is the Ring of Stars. It is the palace where we usually practice magic, and it is also the only place in the entire palace where you can freely cast spells."
With Vashj's introduction, Galen suddenly understood. No wonder the security was so strict, it was almost comparable to the Queen's Palace.
"What materials do you need?"
Among the major schools of mages, evocation is the simplest, while conjuration is the most difficult. Among them, the control of space is the core knowledge of the conjuration school and the most intuitive embodiment of the conjuration arcane concept.
Mages can't just advance by casting fireballs and arcane shocks. Without strong mental strength and sufficient theoretical knowledge, such mages can only become folk tricksters.
In fact, Vashj also knew that the Queen didn't trust Galen, and sending herself was also to monitor him.
"No need, Lady Vashj, please tell me the location and distance of our destination, the city of Eldre'Thalas."
"Southeast fifteen, a distance of two thousand kilometers."
This distance is equivalent to Galen going from Shanghai to Kunming in his previous life!
"Do you really not need some spellcasting materials? The palace has countless treasures. This royal insignia given by Her Majesty the Queen can grant you sufficient authority to use the materials in the outer treasury."
"Hmm?"
There are still good things?
"Then please, Lady Vashj, help me prepare ten special crystal bottles. I am currently working on a magic experiment that requires very high-quality containers. I just arrived in Zin-Azshari and haven't had the chance to buy them in the city."
"No problem, a small matter. There are many bottles in the treasury for holding water from the Well of Eternity. I'll get you some."
"That would be great."
While Vashj walked away, Galen closed his eyes and rested, controlling an archer near Eldre'Thalas in the Heart of Origin to enter shadowmeld.
… … … …
Just as Galen was preparing to stir up the situation in Zin-Azshari, Malfurion and the Windrunner sisters, along with Broxigar, finally got rid of the last batch of hellhounds and returned to Cenarius's grove.
"This is my mentor, the demigod Cenarius, the master of this grove."
"Mentor, his name is Broxigar, a race I have never seen before. He brought us terrible news!"
Malfurion, disregarding his physical exhaustion, introduced his mentor and Broxigar.
"You are a riddle-like clue," Cenarius said, "The uniqueness of your soul is no less than Galen's. Of course, these sisters are also special."
These words made Broxigar, Sylvanas, and Alleria tense up.
"Don't worry, children."
Cenarius said with a smile: "Recently, we have noticed that outsiders have invaded this world. At first, I thought it was you, but the will of the world continues to alert us, which makes me and my other companions feel puzzled."
"But it seems that this Mr. Broxigar has brought me the answer!"