Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve

Aegwynn really hoped that this obnoxious young woman would go away immediately. This is of course impossible.Aegwynn knew this very well in her heart, but she still couldn't help thinking about it.She has lived alone for twenty years, and this kind of life can make her feel at ease.Truth be told, the past twenty years had been the happiest of her life, compared with the hundreds of years before her exile on Kalimdor. She once firmly believed that these hills surrounded by layers of high mountains were enough to escape the hustle and bustle of the world; the enchantment she set up was so low-level that it would not attract the attention of others; and no one would come to her at all.But now it seems that all of this is just a bubble.

"I can't believe you're still alive." The Proudmoore woman's voice sounded as if she was only in her teens.Aegwynn knew that this was not her real tone, and that she did it only to test her identity. Proudmoore went on: "You have always been a hero in my heart. I have known your glorious deeds since I was an apprentice wizard-you are the best and greatest Guardian." Thinking of the trembling old guys in Violet Castle writing about her like this, Aegwynn felt a little terrified. "It's not like that at all." Aegwynn didn't dare to think about it.She picked up the bucket of water, turned and walked towards the hut.With any luck, Proudmoore might leave.

But Aegwynn didn't seem to be so lucky today. Proudmoore followed: "It is because of you that I can become a mage." "I regret that I was once a mage," Aegwynn muttered. "I don't get it, why are you here? Why didn't you tell the others that you were alive? That way, you could help us put out the burning—" The barrel fell to the ground, and Aegwynn turned sharply to Proudmoore: "I have my reasons for being here, but you don't need to know. Now, please stay away from me!" Unfortunately, these words not only did not send the woman away, but instead made her shed her little girl's disguise and restored her true colors as a leader. "I'm afraid I can't. Magna, you mean so much to us—"

"Now I don't matter to anything, don't you understand, you stupid little girl? I don't deserve to be a human at all, not even orcs, trolls, or dwarves." Proudmoore straightened.Aegwynn saw the tremendous magical power surging within the girl.She suddenly realized that although this is a little girl, her magic should not be underestimated.Her ability to pass through the barrier she set up without a sound is enough to prove that her magic is quite powerful. "I'm not some 'little girl', I'm a mage from the Council of the Kirin Tor." "I've lived for a thousand years, and it seems to me that it will be a few more centuries before I consider calling you a little girl anymore. Now, little girl, let's go—I want to be alone for a while .”

"Why?" Proudmoore sounded genuinely confused.Aegwynn realized that the young witch probably didn't really know her history—or that history had been completely erased long before Proudmoore.Proudmoore continued: "You were the first to create a generation of women who became mages. You will always be one of the many unsung heroes of Azeroth. But how can you abandon—" "Is it like this?" Aegwynn dropped the barrel, turned and walked towards the hut.She will come back later. Of course Proudmoore would not just give up.She followed Aegwynn through a crumbling wooden door. "Magna, you—"

Standing in this room that can be dubbed the living room—the only room in the hut that has the functions of bedroom, kitchen, and dining room—Aegwynn shouted: "Don't call me that! I'm no longer a mage , I'm not a hero at all, I don't want you to stay here. You said that I created a generation of women to become mages - on the contrary, I am the best explanation of why women should never become mages." "It's not like that," said Proudmoore, "it's because of you—" Aegwynn put his hands to his ears and shouted, "For the sake of all the saints in the world, please stop talking."

Proudmoore said quietly: "You should be very clear about what I'm saying now. If it weren't for your efforts, the demons would have made a comeback long ago, and we—" "But what's the difference?" Aegwynn said with a sneer, "Hasn't the demon returned? Hasn't Lordaeron been destroyed? Hasn't the Lich King dominated? Hasn't Sargeras won?" Hearing the word Lich King, Proudmoore frowned involuntarily, but Aegwynn didn't care about it.Proudmoore said: "You can deny all your achievements, but that doesn't change the fact. You stirred up all—" Proudmoore smiled: "—all those little girls who aspired to become mages There is boundless hope and enthusiasm in my heart. When I was in Violet Castle, my favorite story was the story of you being the first female mage who was chosen by Scarville. Scarville was the first to see the hidden meaning in a female apprentice mage. A great potential archmage, and many guardians of Tirisfal also highly appreciate his wise decision—"

Aegwynn couldn't bear it anymore.She laughed loudly, and the harsh laughter lingered for a long time.She laughed so hard she couldn't breathe.She started coughing and it took her a while to recover.After thousands of years, her body has begun to age and weaken, but a vitality and vitality still tenaciously remain in her body, so that she will not faint because of a burst of laughter. In fact, it was the best laugh she had had in hundreds of years. Proudmoore seemed to have a lemon stuffed in his mouth, and his face turned red and white: "I don't see what's so funny about it?"

"Of course you can't see it." Aegwynn giggled and took a few more breaths, "If you believe this nonsense, you won't be able to see it." Aegwynn took a deep breath and then sighed: "Since you insist on invading my privacy, then, Queen Proudmoore from the noble Theramore, please sit down." Aegwynn pointed to a straw chair.It took her a whole year to weave this chair in the third year after she was exiled, and she herself was reluctant to sit on it. "Let me tell you how I became a Guardian of Tirisfal. And why I don't want to call myself a hero..."

Eight hundred and forty-seven years ago... For years, Tirisfal Glades had always seemed eerie to Aegwynn.Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, this piece of woodland located in the north of the capital of Lordaeron is so lush, quiet and mysterious.She was a toddler when her mom first took her camping here.In addition to being frightened, she couldn't help admiring its magnificence and charm.She was dazzled and amazed by all kinds of lively animals and colorful flowers and plants in the woods.Forgetting the city full of torches and lanterns, Aegwynn was amazed to find so many stars in the dark blue night sky.

Slowly, the fear disappeared, and joy, excitement, and a sense of relief filled Aegwynn's heart. But today, all the fear is back. Before he was twelve years old, Aegwynn became an apprentice mage under Archmage Scarville.There were four other people studying with her—all boys.Aegwynn had always dreamed of being a mage, but her father and mother always told her over and over again that she would be a man's wife in the future, and this was her destiny.She is still young now, and it is reasonable to play with those flowers and plants, but soon she will start to learn how to manage the house, such as mending clothes, cooking and cooking... It wasn't until she met Scarville that the cloud hanging over her head slowly dissipated.Scarville made her his apprentice—and made it clear that Aegwynn couldn't say no.Mom and Dad felt that they would never see their daughter again, and wept so darkly.But Aegwynn was excited and excited, she was about to start learning how to be a mage! At that time, there were only three apprentice mages under Scarvill's school-Falarik, Jonas and Manfred.While the boys were as annoying as the boys Aegwynn had come in contact with, she got on well with them.A fourth boy, Natal, joined the division a year later. One day, Scarville told them that he was a member of a secret organization called the Guardians of Tirisfal.Hearing this name, Aegwynn's first reaction was that the woodland she loved might be named after this organization.Quite the opposite, in fact - the Guardians have met in the woods for centuries, and they named themselves after the woodland.This really surprised Aegwynn. She had been camping in the woods for several years, but she had never seen such a gathering! Scarvel told them again that they would soon be meeting Tirisfal in the Woodlands. The boys chatted cheerfully about various secret organizations, as if they were about to go on an expedition.Aegwynn did not join their discussion.She wondered what Tirisfal was—Skavel was ambiguous.The boys believed Scarville's words, but Aegwynn wanted to know more. "You'll see enough in a minute, my girl," Scarville answered her, laughing.He always called her "my girl". Scarville took them to the woodland, and Aegwynn was a little confused, who was there in the open woodland? After a while, Aegwynn was about to ask Scarville for clarification, when suddenly a bright light flashed, and they were surrounded by seven people.Three of the seven were humans, three were elves, and one was a dwarf.They are all male. "We have chosen," said one of the elves. Fararik asked, "What was chosen?" The dwarf replied, "Quiet, child, you'll find out soon." The elf turned to Scarville and said, "The disciples you trained are very good, Magna Scarville." Aegwynn frowned: She had never heard such an honorific title. "But one is outstanding. This student's hard work on the subtleties of magic has far surpassed ordinary curiosity, and he is extremely intelligent, with unparalleled aptitude, and has already mastered the Mettle Scroll." Aegwynn's heartbeat quickened.The night elf Mettle was a great mage thousands of years ago.Generally speaking, wizards of the elves usually try to learn the Mettle scroll in the last year of their apprenticeship; human wizards dare to try this kind of magic only after the apprenticeship phase is completed, but Aegwynn has learned it in less than a year. You can freely cast Mettle's magic. It was all done quietly—Scavel had reminded her, otherwise the boys would be offended. Falarik glanced at his companions one by one: "Who will cast the scroll of Myrtle?" Aegwynn grinned, and said triumphantly, "It's me." "Who allowed you to do that?" cried Manfred angrily. Scarville said quietly: "Manfred, I asked her to learn it. You and Fararik pay attention, and don't talk too big or too small." Fararik and Manfred lowered their heads and said in unison: "Yes, Master." The elf continued: "Now, you all must know that a war is about to start. This is not a struggle between ordinary people, but a war between mage groups. Maybe you will join this war one day. Demons have invaded our world, and while we fight them with all our might, their attacks grow wilder every year." "That's true." The dwarf interjected, and the elf couldn't help but give him a blank look. "It's possible that because of our struggle, they will become more and more crazy." "Demon?" Natal sounded startled.He was always afraid of demons. "Yes," said one of the humans, "they are killing us humans everywhere, and only mages can compete with them." "Someone already—" the elf glanced at the human, expressing that he was also very dissatisfied with his talkativeness, "accusing Tirisfal of not fulfilling the responsibility of expelling demons and protecting the world, so we elected a guardian. The current The Guardians—such as your master Scarville—call together the best young mages on this continent and hone them. Then we will decide who is most qualified to be the new Guardian." "It's not an easy choice," said the dwarf. Jonas muttered under his breath, "That's a stupid choice." "What did you say, young man?" asked another elf. "I said your choice is really stupid. Aegwynn is a girl! In the future, she will be a learned woman at most, and she is only worthy of distributing some herbs to the villagers, that's all! We are the real mages!" Aegwynn looked at Jonas in astonishment and indignation.She had always been in love with Jonas, and the two of them had slept together a few times.Their relationship has been hidden from several other disciples, but it can't be hidden from Scarville-nothing can escape the old mage's eyes.She would have accepted those words had they come from Fararik's mouth, for he was nothing but a pompous fool.But what about Jonas—Aegwynn swore to himself, Jonas would never climb into her bed again... "Woman," said an older human being with a sigh, "it is true that she is more emotional and tends to be extreme in her actions, which makes her unworthy of being a mage. But Aegwynn is indeed the youngest of the many young disciples called by Scarville. Potential one, so we're not going to lay the blame - it would mean the girl would take over the position." Aegwynn replied angrily: "Dear mages, I will do as well as the male mages, and I think I may do better than them, because I have to go through more trials and tests." The elf smiled and said, "She has already called the battle." "Wait," Natal yelled, "you mean she's going to be a fabled Guardian or something, but what about us, are we nothing?" "Not so," said the elf, "each of you will have a very important role to play. All the wizards in our group will go to the battlefield, but the guardian has assumed the most important role." Aegwynn looked at her master and asked, "Scavelle, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you a guardian anymore?" Scarville said with a smile: "My girl, I am old and tired. Fighting hordes of demons is your young man's game. I hope that I can seize the remaining time and train the next generation of mages well." Cavill turned to the boys: "Don't worry, I will continue to be your master." "Excellent," Fararik muttered under his breath.The faces of the four boys stretched out. "That's the truth," said the dwarf angrily. "You guys are so edgy. That's enough to prove that we were right to choose Aegwynn." "Not only that," the older human added, "the guardian is the executor of our group's will, so I think a girl will not be so reckless and willful, and it will be easier to understand our chain of command." "There's no war yet," another human said. Aegwynn couldn't help but asked, "You said there was going to be a war?" "Yes." The elf smiled, and then stared at Aegwynn, as if he wanted to see through her whole body, "My child, before passing on the magic power, you must know that the mage's duty is to protect the peace and security of the world. And magic is the mage's best weapon to achieve this goal; she also knows that it means hard work and relentless effort. But she didn't know what kind of hardships she would have in the future, and she didn't know what Scarville's real purpose was to let her learn the Mettle scroll. Fararik stood up and shouted: "I'm not inferior to any girl! Maybe I'm better than her! I can also perform a trick from the scroll of Myrtle! Look!" Fararik closed his eyes, then opened them again. .He stared at a rocky outcrop in front of the elves, muttering and repeating the incantation—Scavel had warned them to read the Myrtle scroll twice, just to be on the safe side. The light flashed, and the rock gave off a pale yellow light.Fararik glanced at Aegwynn contemptuously, and grinned triumphantly at the mage beside him. "Alchemy with the touchstone," cried the dwarf, "is not very creative." "In fact," said the Elf, laughing, "only a fool would conjure such gold." Fararik's smile disappeared. "What? It's not!" He quickly cast another identifying spell.His face became even darker: "Damn it!" "You still have a lot to learn," said the elf, "but you still have potential to tap. Fararik, Manfred, Jonas, and Natal, please learn from Scarville. , your potential will burst out.” Then, he stared at Aegwynn again with sharp eyes: “Aegwynn, your fate will soon change. Within a month, we will meet again in this forest You inherit magic power, you have to prepare well." As soon as the words fell, another flash of light was seen, and the seven mages disappeared. In the next month, Scarville taught Aegwynn how to deal with the demon army and the gang of ugly and hideous little bosses-don't underestimate these guys, if the guardians did not fight to the death, their claws would have stretched to This world is gone.Soon, Scarvill passed the guardian's magic to Aegwynn.It was an unprecedented feeling.Those spells that used to require full concentration to cast spells can now be completed in a single thought.Her insight has also deepened, and she can see the essence of things beyond the surface at a glance.Before controlling those animals and plants, she had to spend a little time thinking and cast some complicated magic, but now she can do it immediately with just a glance. A year later, Scarville died peacefully in his sleep.When he realized that he was going to die soon, he began to arrange new masters for Jonas, Natal and Manfred.At that time, Fararik was ready to go out on his own.Scarvill made his will, and all his belongings and servants were left to Aegwynn. Less than a month after Scarville's death, Aegwynn hurried back from a small village called Chotas after receiving a secret summoning talisman from Tirisfal. No sooner had he arrived in Tirisfal Glades than the dwarf—Aegwynn later learned his name was Elbagh—said: "What do you think you can do in Chotas?" "Save them from Zmodor." Aegwynn thought the answer was obvious. "Before you kill Zmodor, do you want to go to get more information about Zmodor? Have you formulated a perfect plan to eliminate Zmodor without letting the people of Chotas know the truth? Or Just bumping around with a fluke mentality?" The exhaustion and anger in his body caused Aegwynn to change his respectful attitude in the past, and shouted to many mages: "Elbag, you don't know, I don't have time to formulate plans and collect more information. Doing so will only endanger the children in the schoolhouse that Zmodor holds in his hands. There are many children out there. If I don't act quickly—" "All you have to do," Elbagh said slowly, "is to do what you're told. Didn't Scarville teach you the rules of Tirisfic? Only warnings and—" Aegwynn interrupted the dwarf: "Elbag, all you're doing is fighting back. That's all you know, and that's why you haven't made any progress fighting those ugly creatures for hundreds of years. Zimo Dole captured a school building and was going to exchange those children for magic and poison their souls. I happened to smell the stench of the demons when they cast spells, so I was able to arrive in time. Your method of fighting is too passive." "That's how it should be!" Erbag shouted, waving his arms. "Our group was created to deal with the threat of demons." "But it has long since stopped working. If we really want to defend against these monsters who invade our world and destroy our homes, we cannot tolerate them invading us so easily, nor can we tolerate them before we know where they are. Our children are stolen. We have to pre-empt them, track them down, and catch them. Otherwise, sooner or later we will all be defeated." Elbagh wasn't persuaded: "How do we control the panic and chaos once people know they're in danger?" Aegwynn did not answer the question.She looked at the other mages present: "Elbag represents the opinions of all of you, or is he just the loudest?" The oldest elf - Ralfsla - smiled and nodded to Aegwynn: "Magna, in fact, both." The smile on Ralfsla's face disappeared: " Elbag is right, you acted too recklessly. Zmodor is just a young man under Sargeras, and we should strive to gather more information about his master from him." "That's right, then we'll ask him for information after he kills the child." "Maybe so, sometimes in order to win this war we have to take risks." Aegwynn opened his eyes wide in astonishment: "We are talking about the lives of those children. Besides, this is not a war, but a preemption operation. If there is a slight negligence, children, adults, and us may all die It’s in their hands.” Before another mage could speak to her, Aegwynn rushed to say: “My dear adults, please, I’m really exhausted and I just want to sleep. There are other something?" Ralphsla's face sank: "Remember your position, Magna Aegwynn. You are the guardian, you can only perform the task of the brain like the arm of Tirisfal, never forget this .” "I highly doubt you'd let me do that," Aegwynn mumbled. "Are you all right?" "Right now—" before Ralfsla could speak, Aegwynn cast a spell and teleported to Violet Castle.She needs sleep so badly.