Rise of the blood elves

339【Opening of grand event】

It was almost dusk after finally sending the unconscious foreman Hope home.The annoying sunlight gradually turned dim, and the sun that was about to sink into the horizon turned into a fireball held up by the mountains.

In the lens-clear sky, a bright moon became increasingly clear.

Night is approaching, and the night elves' activity time is approaching. The people of Suramar City will be completely awakened from their daily productive life at dusk.

Illidan was very tired. In order to return the money to Tyrande as soon as possible, he had traveled all day without rest and was sweating profusely.

After entering the city, he met the foreman Hope who had long been emptied of alcohol and sex. Although under the blessing of the Well of Eternity, the night elves were extremely healthy and would never be overweight, this guy was still terribly heavy. .

What hurts Illidan the most is that Hope just vomited on him

His whole body now exudes a strong smell of alcohol and sweat. How can he see Tyrande like this?

Illidan simply climbed into the decorative fountain in the middle of the road and soaked himself in it.

Being soaked to the skin is much better than having a weird smell.

"Wow"

Illidan suddenly stood up and rubbed his body vigorously, causing large splashes of water. This move startled several noble women who, surrounded by their entourage, were heading to the magic showdown event.

"Oh, Elune, why would someone bathe in the fountain? It's so unseemly."

Hearing the exclamation, Illidan's handsome face couldn't help but darken. He hurriedly speeded up the "bathing" process. Then he got out of the fountain in embarrassment and rushed towards the city, leaving a long string of water stains on the road.

"This guy has a really good figure, doesn't he?"

After being surprised, the noble women looked at Illidan's back unscrupulously, admiring the perfect muscle lines that were stuck to the body because the clothes were wet with water.His eyes were particularly focused on the area below Illidan's waist and above his thighs.

"It is said that the bigger a man's butt is, the stronger his abilities are."

Suddenly a noble woman said this, which immediately caused chuckles from her companions.

Hearing this, Illidan hurriedly grabbed the pants that clung to his body and quickened his pace.The result made the ladies laugh again.

“Why is it still smelly?”

Resisting the strange looks from the early morning citizens, Illidan raised his arm and sniffed, and found that he could still smell the pungent smell of alcohol, and he couldn't help but growl in annoyance.

Then he would not dare to take a bath in the fountain again. If he was seen by the patrolling guards, he would have to be charged with damaging the appearance of the city and arrested and paid a fine.

With an uneasy mood, Illidan finally came to the Temple of the Moon in the center of the city.Take off your clothes and wring them out behind a tree

"crash"

Thinking of those women's unbridled teasing, Illidan sighed repeatedly.

"What a nightmare day."

When he was taking off his pants and wringing them out, he just hoped that no one would see him the way he looked now, especially not the priestesses.Otherwise, I would be too embarrassed to come to the Moon Temple to find her again in the future.

Wring out the clothes. This is not good for stretching out wrinkled linen clothes. You can only hang them to dry after washing. As long as you dare to wring them, they will get wrinkled.Unless it touches water again and flattens it with a heavy object such as a large stone or wooden board, it will be difficult to recover. Illidan's mood became worse and worse. He glanced at the hourglass used for timing at the door of the Temple of the Moon and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tylande probably hasn't started her morning class yet."

There are hundreds of similar hourglasses in Suramar, all enchanted with arcane magic to ensure accuracy.It will drain out every hour and then turn over on its own.

At this time, there is still the last bit of fine sand in the hourglass, which means that the last hour before sunset has not completely passed yet. Looking at the scale, there are almost three or four minutes left before the hour.

Tyrande would come to the Temple of the Moon for morning lessons every day when the hourglass turned for the first time after sunset, and then replace the priestess who had been on duty all night.Illidan remembered her schedule very clearly, even knowing when to have lunch and when to go home.

Believers came in and out, some were praying devoutly, and some were seeking treatment for physical ailments.The Sisters of Elune are not only a religious organization, but also provide free medical treatment to all people suffering from injuries and illnesses, regardless of class or money.

"Why haven't you come yet?" The inverted hourglass had already drained out the fine sand representing 5 minutes, and Illidan couldn't help but become anxious.

Tyrande is never late or leaves early. Is she sick or delayed by something else?

But Illidan didn't want to go in looking for someone like this. It would only leave a bad impression on Tyrande's companions.

After a while, a tall and outstanding-looking priestess wearing the robes of a high-ranking priest came out, with a deep tired look on her face.

Illidan knew who she was, High Priestess Maiev Shadowsong, a well-respected veteran priestess.Before Tyrande became a priestess, she had served in the Temple of the Moon in Suramar for many years.

She always has a serious look, and it is said that her archery skills are the best in the Suramar City branch of the Sisters of Elune, and she can shoot the cork of a wine bottle the size of a fingernail from a hundred yards away.

She also has a younger brother named Jarod Shadowsong, who is the captain of the Suramar Guard.Anyway, to Illidan, these siblings are completely important people. They are so high up that they can only look up to them.

What impressed Illidan the most was that every time he came to see Tyrande, whenever he met the high priestess, the latter would always look displeased, as if she was afraid that he would delay Tyrande's training. .

Soon, Maiev, who was about to yawn, followed the faint smell of alcohol in the air and spotted the figure under the shade of the tree opposite the Moon Temple. She immediately reached out to cover her mouth, stopped yawning, and saw clearly After the drunken Illidan looked embarrassed, he couldn't help curling his lips, showing disgust in his eyes, sighed helplessly, and left slowly.

"Illidan"

When Illidan, who quietly stuck out his tongue at Maiev's back, heard this voice, he immediately became happy and walked over.

At the entrance of the Moon Temple, he saw the beautiful figure who had been thinking about it day and night.

"Tylande" Illidan ran up, but after seeing Tyrande's tired face clearly, he couldn't help but frowned and asked:

"Why are you like this?"

Tyrande rubbed his brows, took a long breath, and said with a tired look on his face:

"Yesterday, a city resident came in who was having difficulty giving birth. We worked hard all day and finally managed to keep the mother and child safe."

"Give."

Illidan chuckled, took off the brand new water bag from his waist, wiped the water stains on it with his sleeve, and handed it to Tyrande.It is filled with juice made from fresh fruits picked by Malfurion.

"Thank you."

Seeing Tyrande sipping water, Illidan's face was filled with a happy smile that could not be concealed.

"You're still talking about me, why are you like this?" Tyrande tightened the cork on the bottle, looked at Illidan up and down, and said in amusement.

"It's a long story"

Illidan sighed and told the story of meeting foreman Hope and sending him home, making Tyrande shrug his shoulders and laugh again and again.

"I'm here to pay back the money."

Illidan became serious and took out Tyrande's purse from his underwear, but was blocked by Tyrande's straight eyebrows.

"Illidan, just think that I loaned it to you. You need the money." Tyrande looked into Illidan's eyes and said seriously.

Illidan shook his head resolutely and turned into a lie without thinking, "It's really not necessary. I have already saved enough for the tuition of the Magic Academy."

"You and Malfurion's savings have all been spent on the funeral. Don't think I don't know. And Malfurion said that it will be difficult for you to go back to work after you have been absent from work for so long."

"It's Malfurion again, this guy"

Illidan just felt helpless.

"The grand party is about to start. Why don't you go and see it? Let's go. I'm not sleepy either. Let's go together."

As he spoke, Tyrande walked around behind Illidan and pushed him toward the venue, ignoring the water drops dripping from his body.

Her proposal made Illidan very tempted.He would attend the annual spell duel event rain or shine, just to see the arcane magic of those mages.The year before last, he had followed the example of those mages and tried it at home. As a result, because he did not have a perfect spell, the blizzard he summoned overturned the roofs of two houses, and he was scolded by his parents and brother Malfurion.

"But this money"

"Don't mention it"

As they were talking, they heard the sound of horse hooves approaching from far away. They looked back and saw an open carriage levitating off the ground under the influence of magic. It was being dragged by two tall horses leading to the upper city. coming from the main road.