Dalaran's morning was particularly quiet today.

The shop selling various magic materials and experimental supplies is no longer as busy as ever; the explosions and collisions that come from time to time in the mage tower of all the great masters can stop easily; even the libraries, which have always been a gathering place for a number of technical houses, are deserted today.

This strange atmosphere that is very different from the usual originated from the Stormwind City envoys who entered the city a few days ago under the protection of the Stormwind City Royal Knights...

The war in the Hillsbrad Hills was getting worse and worse, and the tribes and alliances were at a strife.

To be unfair, as the two most terrifying war machines in Azeroth this era, any movement between the alliance and the tribe may involve the entire world. And when the two eventually move from confrontation to war, it will inevitably be the most eye-catching "front page headline" of this era.

What's more, this sudden war was caused by the kidnapping of a king and the disappearance of two camp leaders, especially one of whom was a "personal person" from Dalaran - one of the best female mages in a century.

But now - in this tense moment - the Kingdom of Stormwind City, one of the parties involved, sent a fully qualified envoy to Dalaran, which has always been neutral. The meaning here is intriguing...

All wizards are smart people.

Because those who were not smart enough, before they could take off their mage apprentice hats, they fell into various difficult trials, unpredictable accidents, and even various incredible magic experiments.

If anyone with a heart makes all this work, it is not difficult to guess the plan of Stormwind City. If the mages in Dalaran City still cannot understand it, it is simply an insult to the profession of mage.

The ancient bronze bell on the Violet Castle bell tower has been ringing. The latest proposal is about to be released.

Hundreds of tyrants gathered silently on the square decorated with fragrant flowers. These past casters who had secretly walked nodded to each other. There was no verbal communication before the statue of Antonidas. In the entire square, except for the sound of the morning breeze blowing through the dead leaves and the rustling sound of the magic broom sweeping, there were only rapid or solemn breathing.

Everyone was staring at the high platform in front of the bell tower, quietly waiting for the final resolution of Violet Castle.

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Although Dalaran is one of the seven human kingdoms, he is essentially a loose collection of mages—without kings, without lords and bureaucratic systems, his territory cannot be broad, and his subjects are even scarce.

In addition to the established spell casters, inside and outside the huge Dalaran City, the only remaining are traders and farmers who provide the various materials and resources needed by the mages, as well as a small but elite city guards and followers of the mages themselves. Together, they only cost more than ten thousand people.

In addition, the mages have always attached great importance to the concept that knowledge and power are more important than power and status, and have developed this city of arcane in a long history. In this unique city, the disputes and differences between various magic schools are far more important and frequent than the struggles against secular power. Even the duels in the Dalaran arena are mostly due to the conflicts of magic concepts and the struggle for research funds rather than the dirty conflicts of power...

All of this makes this group more like a college or research organization than a conventional feudal kingdom.

But this does not mean that the country is in disarray and is a mess.

This unique but extremely powerful city of arcane has its own unique rules and leaders.

From the day this city became a paradise for mages and the center of arcane research, mages used their art and strength to make Dalaran magnificent. A group responsible for summarizing and handling differences led this arcane city to cut through the waves, stop crises, and create honors under the recommendation of many mages.

Kenryto Parliament!

A group of leaders of the Arbitration Council, which was born from the moment Dalaran stood on the top of the mountain.

The Kenretto Parliament, composed of six most respected and trusted teachers, has always discussed major decisions and voted on certain matters through meetings. Each member of the Parliament is an outstanding person with amazing knowledge and far-sightedness, so even great as Anthonydas. During his lifetime, he did not have absolute control over the Parliament, but decided every issue by voting in the Parliament to obey the majority.

Over the past thousands of years, the members of this group used their knowledge and strength far beyond their colleagues to determine the direction of the kingdom's progress, leading the casters in the city to protect it and its residents, whether this resident is a spellcaster with superior strength or a weak but indispensable mortal.

It is this leadership group and this leadership model that has allowed Dalaran to stand tall from the distant past to the present. Even after experiencing such terrible disasters as natural disasters, it can still be rebuilt in the ruins in a short time and gradually restored its former glory.

And this time, regarding the tacit and eye-catching issues among the people of Dalaran, the six current members of the Kerrytto parliament finally reached the final resolution today after three consecutive days of stalemate and dispute...

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The square in front of the Antonidas Monument became increasingly quiet, and the teleportation runes engraved with mitral on the bell tower behind the monument began to flash continuously. In a moment, a light curtain flashing with blue arcane light appeared on the bell tower.

In the blink of an eye, the five figures with different appearances, surrounded by magic power, emerged from the portal one by one in front of the many mages staring at the breath.

The atmosphere in the square fell into stagnation for a moment. The mage Modra, wearing a purple robe and a frosty hair, crossed his colleagues around him and slowly stepped forward. After looking down at the many people waiting in the square with Dalaran's heads raised, he casually cast a spell on himself and a loud sound.

As one of the best female mages since the founding of Dalaran and also the longest-serving member of the six-member parliament in the world, Modra will announce the final resolution of the parliament to Dalaran's mages and residents today.

"College, compatriots..." Modra's voice was strengthened by spells throughout the square. "Three days ago, the envoys of Stormwind City arrived in Dalaran and submitted an application..."

“Rebuild the Federation of Azeroth!”

With a "boom", the female mage's voice was interrupted by the sudden noise. An uncontrollable rumbling and awesome burst out in the square in an instant. Even though the mages had roughly predicted that the quest for alliance in Stormwind City would make, they never expected that the rulings of Stormwind City Kingdom would "play" this time... so big!

Azeroth Federation!

This alliance, which was once established for thousands of years based on the covenant of mutual support between the seven kingdoms, has long been in name only after experiencing World War I and World War II betrayals and suspicions between the seven kingdoms. Even the mages of Dalaran can only remember the majesty and glory of the alliance from the pile of old papers.

But now this name that is almost forgotten suddenly resounds in my ears and has a great possibility of turning into reality. Such a bombshell, even with the cultivation of the mages, will inevitably be shocked for a moment.

"Quiet!" Waving a large-scale silence technique suppressed the intensifying debate and amazement. The dark color on the face of senior MP Modra became more and more solemn. "After the members of the parliament discussed and voted on the bill for three days, the vote was finally achieved by three votes, two votes against and one abstention... The request of the Stormwind City Envoy and the resolution to rebuild the Azeroth Federation!"

Even if there is no noise in the square because of the suppression of the group silence technique, you can see how shocking and sudden this resolution is from the gathering mages or the expressions of red faces or frowning.

The female mage's announcement of the resolution is far from over.

"Dalaran will cooperate with Stormwind to declare war on the tribe during the reconstruction of the Azeroth Federation, and send troops to Nanhai Town within a week to provide necessary spell support to the Allied battlefield.

"First, the members of the Third Mage Group and Kenry ask the Battle Mage Team to stop all the experiments, trials and topics at hand, and return to the establishment within one day to wait for the order!"

"The Second Mage and the City Guards stationed Violet Castle until the end of the war, and will upgrade the combat readiness level to orange from now on, and execute immediately!"

"In addition, I have something to say about my fellow Blood Elf members in the city..."

"Maybe you should close your mouth that can only turn black and white but can't even read the spell, Modra!"

Accompanied by a cold snorkeling, the only blood elf member of the five members of the parliament present, raised his head forward, interrupted the female member's words without hesitation, and sarcastically said without mercy: "If you remember correctly, I am the representative of the blood elf in this city!"

He is tall but a little thin, and his face is handsome but unrestrained; the phoenix golden pattern embroidered on the red robe shows the aristocratic status of the visitor in his race; and anyone who knows the mage's emblem and rank will not find his heroic flame-type master's identity from the exquisite flame-shaped pattern at the collar of the robe.

Isaas* Suntaker.

Since Prince Kelthas's Sun Crawler went to the Outer Territory, His Highness the Prince appointed the Blood Elves Master to replace his six-person parliament seat, and his strength is no less than that of the strong man of the chief adviser Voletar under Prince Kelthas's command.

"Don't be too timid, 'Little Girl' (Note 1)!" There was an undisguised sneer on the corner of his mouth. The blood elf strongman showed his 'poisonous talent' without hesitation: "I hope your brain, as dull and stupid as an ogre, can understand that even the council in this city..."

"I don't have the right to point fingers at the blood elf's internal affairs!"

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Note 1: Modra is not known in specific age, but as the oldest member of the parliament and the peers of Anthonydas, and the white hair in the comics and games, she is definitely an elderly woman. (To be continued...)

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