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   "Fortunately, the book thief has been successfully brought back. Next, the mentor only needs to crack the encryption of the magic backpack and take it out."

  Kel'Thuzad completely ignored the terrified look of Oakland whose whole body was blocked. After the respectful report, he put forward his own suggestion and handed over the magic backpack confiscated from Oakland.

  Antonidas nodded, using the hand of a mage to draw the backpack made of silk to him, and forcibly cracked it without hesitation.

  Following the bleak light emitted by the rupture of the magic circle on the surface of the backpack, Oakland, who was looking at Antonidas with despairing eyes on the ground, also showed a distorted expression of pain at the same time, and passed out after rolling his eyes for a while.

  Once the small space equipment such as the magic backpack is bound to a person, no one other than the owner can open it. If you want to crack it forcibly, you need at least two realms higher than the master's strength.

  And this kind of forcible cracking will cause a violent backlash against the original owner of the backpack. That feeling... Just look at Oakland, who is still twitching unconsciously after fainting.

   Although this kind of magic backpack is convenient, it is not an easy task to make. It requires the cooperation of a skilled tailor and an 8-ring mage to produce it.

First, the tailor will make the backpack according to the requirements of the mage, and then the 8-level hero mage who has initially mastered the basic space magic will reprocess the backpack. Every appearance of a magic backpack in the trading market will be fired at a very high price. .

   The backpack held by Oakland was still passed down by his family from generation to generation, but now this heirloom was thrown aside like tatters after Antonidas took out the books from it.

"Well, that's it! The parchment scroll was written by Merry Dongfeng of the Tirisfal Council. Lord Merry told us to take good care of it and not let it be alive. I didn't expect it to be written by a librarian. It was stolen."

  Antonidas looked at the quaint sheepskin scroll in his hand and sighed, even he had never seen this legendary scroll before.

Then the parchment floated towards Kel'Thuzad who was under the stage out of thin air, "My apprentice, you can seal this scroll back to the library. This is also a test for your learning of sealing spells. I'm disappointed."

  Kel'Thuzad respectfully took the sheepskin scroll, bowed his head and said, "Yes! I will definitely handle this matter well, and about this person..."

   As he spoke, Kel'Thuzad's eyes aimed at Oakland, who was twitching and rolling his eyes and drooling on the ground.

  Antonidas glanced at Oakland nonchalantly, "Someone will send him to Violet Prison, you go to business first."

   "Yes! By the way...Miss Sangunar chose not to return to Dalaran, and I have paid her in full."

  Antonidas shook his head amusedly when he thought of the jumping elf, "Let her go, I hope this failure can teach her some experience and lessons, and I can be regarded as an account for her late master."

   "Understood, my teacher, then I will retire first."

   "Well, let's go."

  Antonidas looked at the back of the proud disciple leaving, smiled and twirled his long half black and white beard, feeling happy for the bright future of Dalaran.

  However, Kel'Thuzad, who was walking on the way to the library at this time, couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart. He really wanted to know what was recorded in the magic book recorded by the members of the Tirisfal Council.

  Mages are mostly daring people. In order to satisfy their own thirst for unknown knowledge, they usually do some behaviors that are difficult for others to understand. They call it the pursuit of truth.

   Kel'Thuzad had obviously fallen into this state, and in the end he decided to go to his residence and secretly browse through the contents.

  ‘I just look at it and never learn. '

   As everyone knows, people with this kind of idea often backfire...

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   "Is this the King City of Lordaeron? Although it doesn't look as refined as Silvermoon City, it still has a special charm."

  After several months of journey, Charlemagne and his party finally escorted the caravan to the King City of Lordaeron safely.

   Looking at the towering city wall and the wide street behind the gate and the bustling scene of shops on both sides, Alleria couldn't help sighing.

The architectural style of the Royal City of Lordaeron is similar to that of Stratholme. The houses are also brown-roofed and white-walled. historical breath.

  Valeira, who was holding Aurelia's hand, said with a smile, "Compared with Dalaran, it is indeed a lot more majestic, but it doesn't have the arcane atmosphere that permeates everywhere in Dalaran."

  Aurelia petted Valeira's little head lovingly, and couldn't help but smile slightly when she saw the elf's satisfied expression.

   "After all, Dalaran is a magical kingdom among humans. If there is a chance in the future, I hope you can guide us in Dalaran."

"I will handle it!"

Charlemagne on the side looked helplessly at Valeira, who was patting her flat chest to assure Alleria. I don't know why this little guy likes to cling to Eldest Sister Windrunner so much that he was stuck all along the way. No chance to be alone with my lover.

  But at this time, as the leader of the three, he didn't have time to take care of the two female elves whose relationship was getting better and better. Daniel had already begun to make settlements for the **** of these adventurers.

   "Several, you have worked **** this journey. Thanks to your caravan, the caravan was not ransacked by bandits. According to the contract, each person has 20 gold coins. Please keep it."

  Stan and Mary accepted the reward from Daniel with smiles on their faces. The entry of 40 gold coins made the couple's goal of buying a house a step further.

  Charlemagne, as the representative of the three, also received 60 gold coins from Daniel.

After Valeira took the place of Oakland, she made a lot of contributions to the caravan along the way. Several times, this female thief acted as a scout and found the bandits in ambush, so Daniel willingly gave the original to Oakland. The prepared part of the remuneration was counted to her.

   After saying goodbye to the group, Charlemagne walked back to the two female elves who were still chatting and laughing, and reached out and threw their gold coins to them respectively.

   "Let's go, we won't be able to stay long in Lordaeron's royal city, so we'll continue on our way after finishing our work."