The opening ceremony of Nasarath College was very successful.

Although due to various reasons, the opening ceremony has been postponed for almost half a month, for all visitors, it is worth it for them to be able to enjoy the most "authentic" ceremony of the Elf Empire after 10,000 years.

long wait.

Especially when Dean Lanyue and a group of college tutors appeared on the stage dressed in the oldest and most classic arcanist robes that combine elegance, beauty and majesty, any knowledgeable mages were quick to give.

Warm applause.

Human mages had only seen this long-lost strange robe and the ancient magic rituals of the elves from the diaries and handwritten notes of Aegwynn and Medivh, the mother and son. They were fascinated by everything they saw.

In particular, the way the elves communicate with the magic network in the form of festivals is full of a simple and grand feeling.

They came to see the excitement and wanted to learn a few tricks by the way.

So many human mages took out their notebooks and started recording, and some picked up Huru cameras. But compared to these guys who were "joining in the fun", the Quel'dorei elves on the viewing platform were so moved that tears filled their eyes.

year!

Quel'Thalas, which has always regarded itself as the orthodoxy of the Elf Empire, has also forgotten the glorious rituals of the empire. They have even fallen to the point where they need to be like humans who don't understand anything, rummaging through history books to find the afterglow of the most glorious era of the Elf.

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And now, the empire's most orthodox magic ritual is slowly unfolding before their eyes.

These ancient figures from thousands of years ago, the sages who once chatted and laughed with the first Sun King, His Majesty Dath'Rema Sunstrider, used such a ceremony to temporarily bring them back to the heyday of the empire.

Even if it was just an elusive illusion, all the Quel'dorei elves were moved beyond measure.

Human beings cannot understand such complex emotions.

They cannot understand the Quel'dorei's supreme worship of the Empire.

It is precisely because these guys who call themselves high elves have a magical civilization that is very glorious in this era, that the Quel'dorei worship the elven empire commanded by Queen Azshara even more.

The white-skinned elves, who are envied by humans, know very well that the power currently possessed by Quel'Thalas is less than one-tenth of that of the Elven Empire.

Especially among the Quel'dorei elf spellcasters, every one of them is a "Spiritual Empire".

However, there are also people who are qualified to put forward opposing opinions on such occasions.

For example, when Dean Blue Moon personally came on stage to preside over the ceremony and led a group of elven ghosts to imitate the Empire period in worshiping the Well of Eternity in order to obtain magical blessings, several spectators from Suramar said disdainfully to the people around them:

"This gesture is obviously wrong! There is something wrong with their positioning. As the leader, Elya Blue Moon should be standing at the corona of the 'Star and Moon Ceremony' at this time, not the star eyes.

Either there was an important person missing from their ceremony, causing Ms. Blue Moon to have to temporarily adjust her position.

Either these self-proclaimed ancient elves have never participated in the festivals of the Empire Age and they are just fooling laymen. The opening just now was not bad, very exciting, and very consistent with historical facts.

But now it's much worse."

"You speak so eloquently, have you ever participated in a ceremony hosted by Queen Azshara herself?

There was a human mage around him who saw that the black-skinned elf was really overbearing, so he couldn't help but made a sarcastic comment. As a result, the Suramar arcanist glanced at the guy who spoke, snorted, straightened his clothes, and said proudly:

"I have never participated, but my father was once a palace attendant of Queen Azshara, and he participated in at least three festivals. My father is still alive now. He drinks three bottles of magic wine every day and is in good health.

When he drinks too much, he will tell us about the glorious scenes in his memory. I have grown up listening to these stories since I was a child. Do you think I understand?"

These words made the surrounding mages look pretty.

Well, this black-skinned man didn’t look like much, but he turned out to be a big boss. Immediately, human spellcasters invited the arrogant black-skinned elf to join their magic salon, and a mage paid to invite his father to a magic salon.

This biography or something,

The situation in Suramar is indeed special. There are many black-skinned elves who have truly experienced the era of the elven empire.

So arrogance is arrogance, they are indeed the most qualified audience to evaluate the carefully prepared ceremony of Narthalas Magic Academy.

But no matter what, Dean Lanyue's carefully prepared ceremony finally won the full house's applause.

Especially at the end of the ceremony, when there is no Well of Eternity and so the magic power of the underground magic network can only be used instead, the arcanists of Nathalas College still use their superb skills to trigger the magic eruption and create a sky-sparkling

The brilliance of the stars and the moon.

The day at noon turned into a starry night, as if reflecting the stars in the sky shaped by magic, intersecting with the elves on the ground, shining every ray of moonlight and starlight on the high tower and the sky of Nathalas College.

In the hall, the group of ancient elves who came to this world from ten thousand years ago became beautiful.

At the same time, this ceremony is also used to apply the final layer of magical blessing to all completed teaching buildings and experimental sites.

The rolling light of magical power intersected into a colorful rainbow of light, which reappeared in the sunlight and turned into a rainbow across the entire academy. This elegant and shocking scene made the black-skinned elves of Suramar speechless.

They had to admit that these ancient elf ghosts did have two brushes.

The arcanists of Suramar can also perform such a festival, but they have to rely on the Nightwell to achieve the same shocking effect.

There is not a powerful magic well on this island, so it can be confirmed that after Suramar, there is a second force in this world that controls the orthodox magic inheritance of the Elf Empire.

For the arcanists who are loyal to Elisande, this is really not good news. After this ceremony, it is the normal opening process, with the dean giving a speech, and then outstanding student representatives taking the stage to speak.

This should be a very boring process.

No matter which world they are in, leaders have an uncanny ability to make people drowsy no matter how wonderful their speeches are. This is basically a kind of "rule power".

Not even an excellent spell caster like Dean Lan Yue can change this rule.

However, when little Gianna took the stage to speak as a representative of outstanding students, it immediately aroused discussion among the human mages.

Everyone knows that Jaina Proudmoore is the pride of Dalaran.

This extremely talented girl received the title of "Arch Mage" at the age of twelve, and has become the most attractive rumor in the magical world in the past period of time.

But now, has she even been poached by Narthalas College? Has Dalaran, the proud city of human magic, fallen to this miserable state?

Later, when Jaina explained that she was receiving advanced training courses at Nathalas College as an exchange student, the discussion was temporarily calmed down.

However, the alliance between Narthalas College and Dalaran at some levels has made the Eldorei elves look unhappy.

They also have the nickname "Magic Nation". The rise of Narthalas Academy has impacted the Quel'dorei elves' strong position in the magic circle.

As a result, Dalaran and the Academy of Narthalas are now united again, causing all the pressure to fall on Quel'Thalas.

Hey, everyone is eating magic food in the Eastern Continent. Do you want to be so awesome?

"I'm so nervous."

Little Gianna finished her speech and let out a sigh of relief when she walked to the backstage of the ceremony.

She was rushing to sell the product today, and she had no intention of delivering a speech.

Fortunately, after experiencing the war in Pandaria, the little mage is no longer the child who focused on studying before, and she can still yell in this scene.

"Hey, little mage over there, you are walking in a very nervous manner. Do you know that you scared me?"

Just when Gianna was about to go to the lounge to take a rest and wait for the ceremony to end and attend the reception with the dean and mentor, a familiar voice came from behind her.

Jaina looked back and found that Mr. Black, who had left before, was leaning on the pillar next to him, playing with a pipe in his hand and calling her.

The pirate had already changed out of his warlock robe and put on his sailing captain's uniform. The black pirate hat on his head really made it difficult for Jaina to get close to him.

But beside Blake, there was the little fool Tanred standing there, waving to him, his little face full of joy.

"Come here, Jaina, look! I passed the entrance exam."

Tanred waved to his sister and excitedly waved the freshman enrollment certificate in his hand. Just ten minutes before the ceremony started, his work had been recognized by Dean Lanyue and Provost Farodis.

Tomorrow he can study with Instructor Farodis in this academy.

As one of the most outstanding magic princes during the Elf Empire, Faroldis also had enough artistic accomplishments to teach Tanred to become an excellent artist and scholar.

"I just said you're fine."

Jaina is also happy for her brother's successful enrollment, which means that she can go to and from school with her brother, and she no longer has to feel the occasional loneliness in this strange environment like she did in Dalaran.

"Thanks to Mr. Black's help!"

Tanred pointed to the smelly pirate wearing a Husun ​​mask and smelling of alcohol next to him, and said:

"My mother asked him to supervise my thesis, and he is indeed professional in this area. Dean Lan Yue said that my thesis was one of the best grammatical essays she has seen this year."

"Hey, you can't just say thank you to others."

Blake clicked his fingers and said drunkenly:

"You two little guys must at least treat me to a meal, right? Let's go, I've already prepared a banquet, specially made by the Pandaren chef, and it's on my ship.

Anyway, you have nothing to do now, so come with me to have something to eat and tell you something about your brother."

"Um?"

Jaina and Tanred raised their heads at the same time, their big eyes revealing deep doubts.

"Something happened over there, brother?"

The little mage looked very nervous.

Blake nodded and said seriously:

"Something happened, something big. I need to tell you two about it immediately. Let's go. There are a lot of people talking here. Let's go to the boat to talk."

The pirate snapped his fingers.

Nagfar, who was taking Reshi around in Narthalas Academy, heard her father's call. She jumped over with a whoosh, sent the three people back to the Nagfar, and then continued.
To be continued...