frightfiction 364【Arcando Magic Tree】
364【Arcando Magic Tree】
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for coming all the way to tell me the news." Maiev on the Nightsaber's saddle gave a cold salute.
"As for what happened just now, Miss Maiev, I don't want you to misunderstand."
"There is nothing to misunderstand, my lord, I said, you don't have to explain anything. And why do you have to explain?"
Maiev, who was stroking the night saber's neck, interrupted Angmar with an extremely indifferent tone. After speaking, without waiting for Angmar's reply, she bowed slightly and turned the night saber towards the direction of Suramar City.
Yes, why am I so eager to explain?
Angmar suddenly calmed down and stood there stunned for a long time.Recalling the rude behavior of dragging Padridge around the city after learning about this incident, I felt irritated for no reason. I raised my hands and rubbed my face again and again.
On the path illuminated by the moonlight, staring at Maiev who was drifting away, Angmar's mind once again recalled the look on Maiev's face a few days ago when she was distributing candies to the orphans in the Morrowind Village Orphanage. A happy smile.
"What's your name? Angmar Morningstar is such a good name. From now on, why don't you have a good laugh with your sister? Here, I'll give you some candy."
24 years ago, at the Silvermoon City Orphanage, the former mage Anselon and his adopted daughter Leia, who were determined to promote popular magic education so that civilian apprentices from poor families could change their own destiny, adopted a child who was more mature than her peers. There are more children, and they are much more stable.
On the adoption day, Anselon stood at the door of the orphan dormitory, blocking most of the sunlight coming in from the door. Leah's face, squatting in front of Angma who was making the bed, was just illuminated by a ray of sunlight.
Faced with the candy that was handed to him, Angmar, who looked like a six- or seven-year-old child but had a mature mind, forced himself to act like a child. He took the candy, peeled off the wrapper, stuffed it into his mouth, and then nodded innocently.
A smile immediately appeared on Leah's face. The smile that lit up the entire dormitory and lasted throughout Angmar's life was still fresh in his memory.
Just like Maiev that day.
Seeing Maiev give a soft drink, she clamped her legs together, causing the night saber to run, and soon it disappeared from sight. Angmar only felt as if something important in his heart had been lost, as if something important in his heart had been lost to this beast. It was taken.Then I remembered that after I learned that the misunderstanding had occurred, I subconsciously ran around in the city, and was seen by outsiders. My mood became even more confusing, and I became irritable for no reason. I opened my hands. Rub a few times on the face.
"What's wrong with me"
After a while, Angmar took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. His expression slowly returned to indifference. He cleared up his expression and said to the shade of the tree behind him:
"Master Padrich, we can now talk about the magic tree."
Behind the shade of the tree, Padridge saw everything in his eyes. The joking smile on his face had long since disappeared. He sighed deeply, stood up and brushed off the dirt leaves on his robe, walked out and said seriously:
"It is too difficult to cultivate the Arcando Magic Tree. There are only a few tree species preserved in the hands of the Parliament. Speaker Lloyd cannot agree to your request, but he guarantees that if you can cure the fourth seedling, this tree will bear fruit in the future. The seeds will be yours."
Angmar nodded as expected, and soon opened a portal leading to Suramar City.
"Come on, take me to see that seedling."
Padrich wisely remained silent, and neither of them mentioned what had just happened, and walked into the portal one after another.
The Arcandor Magic Tree is the miracle tree of Suramar City. It embodies the countless efforts of three generations of magisters in Suramar City.
100 years ago, the advent of the Arkandor Magic Tree caused a sensation throughout the empire. The magisters of Suramar City actually succeeded in using arcane magic to change the life form of the ancient tree species. After many selections and breedings, they finally cultivated it into a miracle. Ordinary trees.
Although the Arkando Magic Tree looks like a tree, with roots, trunks, branches and leaves, its essence is completely different from the trees in nature. It is an arcane life form.
It can absorb arcane energy from the underground magic network with extremely high efficiency for use by mages.Over the past hundred years, the three magic trees planted successively played a vital role in the rise of Suramar City.
Except for the imperial capital Zin Aissalin, which houses the entire Well of Eternity, no other city enjoys such a special source of magic power.It is precisely with the help of the Arkandor Magic Tree that the many magic research institutions in Suramar City have become top organizations on par with Elre'Thalas, Farodis Court and Narthalas Academy in a very short period of time. .
It can be said that the Akandor magic tree helped Suramar City perfectly take advantage of being located at the magic network node in the eastern part of the empire. Without these magical trees, Suramar City would be nothing more than a transportation hub and a populous city in the eastern plains. , will never have enough transcendent influence to influence the political situation in today's empire.
After decades of long preparations, three days ago, the well-prepared Magister Council finally planted the sapling of the fourth magic tree in the east of the city near the teleportation network circle.
They originally hoped that after the magic tree grew up, they would build around it and move all the magic research institutions in the city here.Because with the development of the city, uncontrollable magic has increasingly become a major problem that troubles the growing number of urban residents. Once the experiment is in danger, the surrounding residents will be involved.
Unfortunately, once the seedlings were planted, they caused strong turbulence in the magic network, and the rolling magic flow almost destroyed the other three mature magic trees connected to it.If it weren't for Angmar's crystal, all the accumulated resources accumulated over a hundred years would have been lost three days ago.
They had no choice but to cut off the energy supply of the sapling and set up numerous anti-magic positions around it to prevent this source of trouble from affecting the magic network of Suramar City again. They mobilized all mages to supervise and maintain it, and even sent instructors from major magic schools to The faculty gathered together and brainstormed to try to find the cause of the energy imbalance.
However, the energy extraction array constructed using three magic trees was intact, the energy storage device was normal, and the operating parameters were all correct. No abnormalities could be seen. The magisters tried their best and failed to figure out what was going on. What triggers an energy imbalance.
In a few days, the seedlings of Arcando's magic tree that had lost nutrients had completely withered and were on the verge of death.If the magisters hadn't placed Angmar's three golden crystals that had exhausted their energy but still retained a trace of natural power in the magic circle to maintain the shape of the sapling, it would have turned into a ball of mystery. The magic dust was annihilated by the wind.
No one can accept such a loss. Every magic tree seed and every magic tree sapling is a priceless treasure of Suramar City.
When he came to the hills east of the city overlooking the planting site of the fourth magic tree sapling, Angmar was a little shocked by the formation in front of him.
Surrounding the magic tree sapling in the center, pieces of temporary tents extend into the distance.Hundreds of followers and servants walked through the camp, doing trivial tasks for their respective masters.There are a large number of freight vehicles parked around the camp, and boxes of mana crystals and magic materials are continuously transported to the center of the camp.
A circular formation with a very large area and a diameter of nearly a hundred meters is located in the open space in the center of the camp.Hundreds of mages and their apprentices were busy inside, adjusting spell parameters or replacing depleted power crystals.
Even in Quel'Thalas or Dalaran, Angmar rarely sees so many mages coming together to deal with the same problem.
In the corner of the magic circle, the magisters who were in charge of related work were discussing something incessantly. From time to time they gave orders to their subordinates who came closer, and then continued to analyze the main problems plaguing Suramar City.
Under the leadership of Padrich, Angmar walked through the camp and arrived outside the magic circle.
Noticing his arrival, an old man with extraordinary bearing, old appearance, and a thicker beard than Padridge broke away from the discussion, walked over to him, nodded in greeting:
"Master Angmar, thank you for coming."
"This is Lord Lloyd, the Speaker of the Mage Governing Council of Suramar City's Magister Council." After saluting the visitor, Padrich introduced Angmar in time.
The old magister in front of him is one of the most powerful figures in the Kaldorei Empire, and one of the most powerful and legendary mages with the most extraordinary academic achievements, Lloyd.
Angmar smiled in return and turned his gaze to the half-dead saplings in the magic circle, "What's the situation now?"
Lloyd also forgot about the past with Angma, with a hint of regret in his eyes, and slowly shook his head, "We are already prepared to lose this seedling."
The small sapling is no more than one person tall and is as thick as an adult's arm. It is more like a vine with hanging leaves than a sapling. It is planted in a circular spar jar. At this time, the head is drooping and a few sprouts are just sprouting from the top. The roots and branches will wither.It dances lightly in the wind as if it weighs nothing.
The crystal round altar may have also been impacted by energy in the original turmoil, and there were cracks everywhere. In order to avoid causing secondary damage to the saplings, the magisters could only use spells to solidify it hastily, and did not dare to repair it rashly.
"Master Angmar, these are the operating parameters of the magic circle 10 minutes ago. They include the energy parameters of the magic network flowing here and the concentration of arcane energy floating in the surrounding air." Padrich found a report and handed it over. Gave it to Angmar.
Angmar glanced at it briefly before returning it.It records everything related to arcane energy around the sapling in detail. Unfortunately, all of this is of no help to saving the sapling of the magic tree.
"Can I go in and have a look?"