Chapter 71 Alleria Returns
"Um…"
Sean lowered his head and pondered for a while, "The Arcane Association has no hard and fast rules that cannot be taught to others, but I think it will be difficult to learn with the dwarf's arcane affinity..."
Enchanting requires mostly the purest arcane energy. Although the dwarves have a good affinity for some natural elements due to their origin as earth spirits, arcane...they are far behind.
Charlemagne is also aware of this, he just put forward Brighthammer's request intact, and he has no control over the final result.
"If there is no express provision, you can just let him try it. After all, he has made a lot of contributions to Quel'Thalas in Taquilin over the years."
Sean nodded freely and said, "Okay! People who have contributed to Quel'Thalas should indeed be rewarded. I'll go to the blacksmith shop to talk to him later, but if he can't learn it, don't blame me, okay? "
Charlemagne smiled and stretched out his hand to hammer Sean's shoulder, "I see, I don't actually have much hope for his progress, but let's satisfy his wish."
The next development was as expected by the two of them. Although Sean told Brighthammer the foundation and skills of the enchanting process without reservation, the bronze beard dwarf who was born lacking arcane affinity took a long time. Time is fruitless.
But this is already a huge progress for Bright Hammer. He begged many people before but failed to get in touch with the mystery of elf enchantment. For this, he promised Charlemagne with a grateful look that he would do it again after the forging technology breakthrough. He forges better weapons.
Time passed slowly in this peaceful life. During this time, Charlemagne had read all the three borrowed books. Out of greed, he did not continue to borrow magic books through Sean. books.
He already has some preliminary ideas about the simple application and combination of low-level spells. In addition, after reading the geography book recorded hundreds of years ago, he also has a basic understanding of the customs of various races in the world of Azeroth. .
Because of the blessing of the holy tree Sas'God, it is basically difficult to feel the change of seasons in the eternal song forest that is like spring all the year round, and the trees in the forest are almost always in a state of luxuriant foliage.
However, Charlemagne still had a rough calculation of the days when Aurelia would go out. Originally, he thought it would take at least the second half of this year for her lover to return from her travels, but one afternoon in midsummer in June, he was surprised to see her at the ranger station Arriving at Alleria who returned from the north.
"Aurelia! Why did you come back so soon? It's only been more than 3 months, and why did you come back from the north, and who is this?"
At this time, Alleria, who just came back, looked like a travel-stained person. She came back from Sunsail Port to the Taquilin caravan with a caravan behind her, and there was a drunk-looking human behind her.
Aurelia didn't answer the series of surprised questions from her lover, but rushed forward with an intoxicating smile and gave him a warm hug.
"Charlemagne, long time no see, I miss you very much!"
"Eh... I miss you too, Alleria."
Although she was a little surprised by her lover's obsession, Charlemagne still hugged her soft and fragrant body as a response.
"oh!"
But at this moment, the rangers who were watching on the side uttered booing shouts, and a group of gossip people all stopped their training and joked with the two of them with playful smiles.
Aurelia was originally enjoying the long-lost warm embrace of her lover, but when these guys suddenly interrupted her, her brows stood on end.
"What is it called! Do you have nothing to do? Do you want to ask General Ranger to give you some food?!"
"Run! The tigress is angry!"
"Oh, Miss Aurelia is still the same, I don't know..."
"Shh! Don't play dead!"
Charlemagne looked at Aurelia's darker and darker face, which was a little funny. These boring gossip parties really seemed to be **** her off.
"Okay, Alleria, don't be as knowledgeable as they are. These guys have nothing to do all day and just wait to see people's jokes. Later, I will ask the instructor to give them more training subjects. When they are busy, they won't have time to joke around. Skinned."
Aurelia agreed very much with Charlemagne's proposal, "Well! It is true that training should be used to silence these guys, and I will go find mother with you later!"
Charlemagne noticed the abnormal energy fluctuations on Alleria after the two separated, and he asked in surprise, "Aurelia, did you also break through?"
Sister Windwalker raised her head proudly, "Of course, I can't be left behind by you. This time when I came back by boat, I just met a murloc. It was during that battle that I was able to successfully break through."
"Hehe, the real situation is not as light as you say, is it? Those murlocs were scared to death by you."
At this time, the human man who had been drinking next to him finally put down the bottle in his mouth, and told Aurelia's behavior at that time with a playful smile.
"Although the murlocs are not strong in combat, they are also very difficult to deal with in the water. If it weren't for the Miss Windrunner who used long-range attacks to guard the boat and scare them off, I'm afraid none of us in the boat would have been able to reach Kuwait so smoothly. El Salas... hiccup!"
"Aurelia, who is this?"
Charlemagne was very curious about this drunken red-haired middle-aged human. He obviously didn't look like a businessman who came to Quel'Thalas to do business. He didn't know why he came to the southern part of the forest with Alleria.
Alleria glared at the drunkard fiercely, and then took Charlemagne's hand and introduced him, "I met this drunkard in Stromgarde, and he used to be a captain of the Kul Tiras sea caravan. .”
The red-haired middle-aged man reluctantly used crooked movements to make a nondescript chest salute.
"Mr. Theron, hello, my name is Corey Gilt, I have heard about you from Ms. Windrunner along the way. I heard that you want to go to the forgotten island in the middle of the sea?"
Charlemagne, who was still confused at first, stared at Corey's words, and he finally knew Aurelia's intention to bring this person back.
"Do you know where the Broken Isles are?"
"Ah…"
After hearing Charlemagne's serious question, Corey laughed at himself, and took another big gulp of wine into his mouth.
"How could I not know that when my merchant ship was destroyed by a storm, I carried a wooden plank and drifted to that island along the ocean current. If it wasn't for the help of the aborigines on the island, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to return to my hometown."
Referring to the original experience, Corey still has a look of pain in his eyes.
My own cargo, the merchant ship bought with hard-earned money, and the entire ship's brothers all died in the sea.
After returning to Kul Tiras and reluctantly paying off the liquidated damages, he was already poor and white. In order to support his family, he had to become a navigator in someone else's fleet again.
(end of this chapter)