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In the past few years, many things have changed. Khadgar has been greatly improved in terms of knowledge and power, and his appearance has also changed. He is also worried that the Kirin Tor councilors will

Confused about the identity of this visitor, he has become an old man. Although he has lived far shorter than them, he looks older than some of these guys.

He teleported himself to Dalaran. His magic power was powerful enough to do the job, but it was still a daunting distance, not to mention that Lothar planned to hold the first formal strategy meeting next week. Card

Gar's sleep time has been compressed to very little. He is also preparing for this meeting with the members of the Kirin Tor. These leaders of Dalaran are very interested in what is happening now, and he will use this to help Los Angeles.

Sha and the Alliance seek more help from Dalaran, and Khadgar believes they need to know what's going on in Azeroth. But at this point, this acrobatic act of hiding his identity is completely unnecessary.

He stared straight at the speaking figure on the left. "I am happy to state these things, Prince Kael'thas." He said politely. "But I think if I can see my audience, I will

The description is more relaxed and...,detailed."

He heard a surprised breath coming from there, but it soon turned into elegant laughter. "You are right, young Khadgar." The mage replied. "I think I am right too.

It's hard to say anything with a dark figure." With a quick gesture, the Elf Prince removed his disguise, showing off his gorgeous violet-gold robes, his long blond hair sliding over his shoulders, and his expression.

As expected, there was a sense of alertness. The Khadgar in front of him was different from two years ago. "Is this better?"

"Much better, thank you very much." Khadgar said. He looked at the council members around him. "Everyone, please remove your disguise like Prince Kael'thas, although I can't see your face. Lord Krasus

?Lord Kel'Thuzad?"

In front of Khadgar, Antonidas, without any disguise, sat on a chair and laughed. "Of course, young man, of course." He agreed. "This matter should be taken very seriously, and so should you.

No longer a newcomer to be fooled by these tricks. Show up, my friends, and get this done before the night grows dark."

The other councilors followed this suggestion. Although some complained that it was against the rules, it soon became clear that Khadgar was facing six people. They had a tall and thin figure, elegant appearance, and silver hair mixed with some red.

He immediately recognized Krasus, an elf-like mage. Kel'Thuzad had dark hair, beard and glass-like eyes, as if he was not paying attention to the world around him. The other two, one

A short, stocky man and a tall, graceful woman whom Khadgar did not recognize, although their faces clearly looked familiar, as if he had passed them on the street as a student.

But it's not so eye-catching to remember their appearance. Now, no matter what, they are very attentive.

"We have done what you asked for," Kel'Thuzad complained. "Now, tell us what happened."

"What do you want to know?" Khadgar asked the mage who was very enthusiastic about anything he was interested in.

"Everything!" This desire also showed in his eyes, not only him, but also others including Antonidas. The mages are constantly exploring knowledge, especially about the source and potential of spells.

These were very interesting. Kel'Thuzad was the one most interested in Medivh among the members of the Council. Khadgar also guessed that he was the least happy of all the people about the destruction of Karazhan. But Khadgar was not

Will tell him that before leaving the tower, he selectively took away some valuable books.

"Very good." Khadgar began to describe his experience. Everything that happened after leaving Dalaran. Including how he met Medivh and then established a strange teacher-student relationship. About the guardian

Erratic moods and often inexplicable disappearances. As well as his first encounter with the orcs. He also told the Council about Medivh's betrayal and how he and Lothar ended the Guardian's life, and why he did so.

It became like this. Then he started talking about the Horde and the war, about the siege of Stormwind, the death of Llane, the fall of the city and their subsequent exile. Khadgar described it, and when he told the council, it seemed like

Talking to himself, he was a little amazed at his experience.

These mages remained quiet while he was speaking, and they would not let go of any information revealed by Khadgar. Khadgar also knew that someone would ask some questions later, and these questions were short but to the point.

When he concluded with the alliance, Khadgar took a breath and waited.

"You didn't mention the Council of Tirisfal," Kel'Thuzad pointed out, causing Antonidas to cough sharply, as he thought it best not to mention the name in front of Kael'thas. (Council of Tirisfal

Organized by the elves and humans, and the Guardians were born from it. Ever since Guardian Aegwynn left the Parliament, he has existed in name only. The Guardians are no longer under the control of the Parliament. The elves in the Parliament believe that this is all mankind's fault. The relationship between the two races

Cracks appear.)

"Why?" The impatient mage continued to ask, completely ignoring Antonidas's hint. "This has something to do with the Guardian!"

"Yes." Khadgar replied. "For this..." He looked around and observed the faces of the mages around him. "I only know very little about the true situation of the Council. Medivh once

There was mention of the existence of the Council, but he did not name other members or mention their actions."

"Of course," the woman agreed, and Khadgar could clearly see the frustration and disappointment on her and Kel'Thuzad's faces. An interesting deception, they didn't know anything about the Council, just

Trying to find those secrets by deceiving him did not succeed. Khadgar had considered this aspect before coming here, so he told himself that he would never reveal to anyone that he had met the former guardian Aig in Stormwind City.

Wen's secret.

"But I am more concerned about Medivh himself and what happened to him." The female mage continued. "Are you sure you saw Sargeras in his body?"

"Very sure." Khadgar nodded. "I once saw this titan with blazing flames all over his body in a book, and I recognized him immediately."

"So, Medivh, no! It should be said that Sargeras opened a channel for those orcs through Medivh's knowledge." The short and fat man pondered. "What is the name of their world? Where do those orcs come from?"

"Draenor," Khadgar replied. His mind flashed back to the scene he had seen in the image of Karazhan. An old man, looking just like him now, led a world with blood-red skies.

He was leading an army against a large number of orcs. A former half-orc friend told him that this was Draenor, the world of orcs. Those images seemed to indicate that his future was there, and it looked ominous.

Degas shook his head and turned his attention back to the things in front of him.

"What else can we know?" Crassus asked. "In addition to the sky that portends the end of the world, what else do you see?"

"I didn't go there myself." Khadgar replied, at least not yet. "But a companion, a former companion told me some news about Draenor and the orcs." It came to his mind.

Garona then quickly got rid of that painful memory. He still has questions about why Garona killed Ryan. "The orcs used to be very kind in their homeland. Although they were rude, they would not actively attack other people. Their

The tribesmen are numerous and smart, and their only enemies are ogres.

"What happened?" Kel'Thuzad asked

"They were destroyed," Khadgar explained. "To be precise, their world was destroyed. But it's not clear why. But gradually, their skin changed from brown to green and they began to try to appear out of thin air.

They became ferocious and violent. Once upon a time, a ceremony was held among the orc tribes. There were some cups containing unknown contents. After drinking the contents, their skin turned into a brighter green. They

Their eyes also turned red. They became stronger, but more bloodthirsty, and they killed all the enemies they encountered. And their magic began to pollute their fertile land, and the crops stopped growing. They were on the verge of destruction.

, all of them were about to starve to death. However, Medivh somehow came into contact with an orc named Gul'dan, a wizard of the tribe, and suggested to him a way to enter this world. A way to enter Azeroth. Gul'dan

Agreeing, they then created the gate together. They sent out some of the strongest warriors, gradually increasing their numbers. Then they waited, recuperated, looted the villages around Stormwind City, plundered resources, and finally launched a general attack.

"

"Now all of them are coming to attack us?" Kael'thas said with a frown.

"Yes"

Khadgar waited, but no one spoke. "Any questions?"

The councilors whispered and discussed Khadgar's report.

"If not, I want to ask a key question now." Khadgar said, looking at Antonidas: "I'm asking for Sir Lothar, what kind of help will Dalaran provide to the alliance?"

This question was answered by Antonidas: "A mage army with hundreds of people, all fifth-level mage."

Khadgar nodded. Although the number was small, at least every person in the army was a considerable strength.

"Thanks."

"What are you going to do next, or where are you going?" Crassus asked.

Khadgar frowned. He considered this issue after returning to Lordaeron in exile. The most reasonable arrangement was to ask for protection from the Kirin Tor. Or go back to his old job and become a librarian's assistant? He

There will be no trouble, and he'll be safe behind Dalaran's powerful magical defense shield.

He also thought about leaving here and ignoring this war, but everything he experienced was related to this war. Khadgar felt that fate was calling him and he must stay.

"I will support Ser Lothar." Khadgar finally replied, deliberately sounding casual. "I promised him my assistance, and he deserves it. Until the end of the war, if we survive..." He

He shrugged his shoulders, looking very indifferent like Nathanos.

"You are still a member of Dalaran." Antonidas pointed out. "If we need you, or ask you to do a necessary thing, will you come?"

Khadgar thought about it for a moment. "No," he said slowly. "I won't do that. When the war is over, if we are all alive, I will go back to my job, whether it be here or elsewhere.

Where."

The Council members and Khadgar looked at each other, and then Krasus finally broke the silence. "You left here only a young apprentice," he said, and Khadgar could hear the recognition in his voice.

"But now that you are back as a master, Medivh must have taught you a lot."

Khadgar was grateful for the compliment, but said nothing.

"You will not be ordered to do anything." Antonidas assured him. "We should respect your wishes and your autonomy. But we must keep the latest intelligence, especially about Medivh, the Horde, and

Everything about that door."

Khadgar nodded. "Then can I leave?"
Chapter completed!