?　　 Two days later, a ranger troop lined up in a long and neat line through the tall shepherd’s gate. They were dressed in uniform dark green clothing, riding a uniform height chocobo under the crotch, and the leading elf was on his waist. Long swords, without squinting eyes, slightly behind him are two female rangers. They both wear green hoods, and their golden hair hangs on their chests. The silver brooch is engraved with the Windrunner's family crest, reflecting With golden light.

They walked along the trail for the elderly, with magical objects decorating the streets, and scattered red trees growing throughout Quel'Thalas, which perfectly matched the overall style of red and gold in the city. A large number of Silvermoon City elves stood on the road. Watching them on both sides, some huge arcane guards maintained order, and the conversation of two of the elves reached the ears of the leading elves.

　　 "Ha, I won, Jamie!"

　　 "You were too happy, Robson, the king didn't say that he was able to canonize them."

　　 After this journey, one of the two Windrunner Rangers suddenly opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Mother, is there any change in this?"

　　 "Don't worry, my child," another windrunner replied softly, "just wait at ease."

　　 Soon they were guided by the arcane guards to Farstrider Square and quickly stationed.

That night, Anasteria met with Taranas, Li Leisa and Sylvanas at the Tower of Sunfury, and briefly told them about the process of the next day, and finally asked They said: "Has Aristophane Windrunner left?"

The three looked at each other, and finally Taranas said: "Your Majesty, Aristophane will set off with us, but after arriving in the middle of the Arundal River to meet with Li Leisa, he transferred to other merchant ships. Parted from us, and as of now, we don’t know where he is."

His Majesty the King nodded slightly, but did not show it on the face. Instead, he said in a somewhat strange tone: "It's a pity. You must notify me when he comes back. I will visit you personally and thank him. The contribution of the kingdom."

　　 "Good Majesty, thank you for your generosity." Li Leisa stood up and bowed to Anasteria to salute, and then the king waved them to leave.

　　 As soon as he came out of the Tower of Sunfury, Sylvanas's face showed an invincible expression: "Mother, the king..."

　　 "Speak carefully!" Li Leisa stopped what she wanted to say, pulled up her daughter and quickly left the Sunfury Tower with Taranas. On the top terrace of the Sunfury Tower that they could not see, Anasteria stood there quietly, with a strange smile on her mouth.

　　 "Mother, what does the king mean?!" Sylvanas asked loudly as soon as she returned to the resident house.

Li Leisa was sitting on the soft sofa, her face hidden in the shadows, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but the clenched fists showed that her heart was not at peace: "Okay Hill, don't worry about these things, rest now. Prepare for the canonization ceremony tomorrow morning!"

　　 "Mother!"

　　 "Observe!" Li Leisa suddenly raised her head, and her stern voice made Sylvanas shiver.

　　 Taranas, who was standing on the side, stepped forward to persuade Sylvanas to return to her room, and then sat opposite Li Leisa, the two of them were speechless.

　　 Early the next morning, all the rangers were all ready to go. Although Sylvanas, who was still in anger, was also neatly dressed, her face was full of frost.

After Taranas and Li Leisa come out, they will follow the procedure given by the king last night, first pass through the garden market and the mage towers in Xicheng, and then take the dragon eagle out of the city to Zhuri Island in the northwest. , Canonized under the gaze of the statue of King Dathremar.

　　The Farstrider Rangers moved very fast, ignoring the onlookers of Silvermoon City elves and the wizards who were pointing on the wizard tower, lining up quickly through the city in a neat line.

　　 Chasing the Sun Island, under the statue of Das' Lemar, Dalkhan is standing under the rostrum, surrounded by elves scattered around, and all kinds of flattery come to his ears.

　　 But before he was happy, Taranas led the Farstrider Ranger troops over, and their arrival time greatly exceeded the expectations of Dalkhan and the elven nobles.

　　 Looking at the rangers who quickly assembled under their mounts, Dalkhan greeted them: "Are you Taranas Windrunner?"

　　The leader of the ranger in the whole team turned to look at the gorgeously dressed elven mage and nodded: "I am, a, what's the matter?"

　　"　Belore, I’m Congressman Dalkhan Delahir, the host of this canonization, why did your people come so early?"

　　 "Isn't this the normal time requested by the king?" Taranas was a little confused.

　　Darkhan looked at the well-equipped and murderous rangers, and his mouth twitched, knowing that he and the others still underestimated this unit.

He was about to speak when he suddenly discovered that a female elf wearing a cloak embroidered with the Windrunner's family crest and a very, very light purple face pattern was looking at him viciously. Her sharp eyes seemed to pierce her body. Feeling uncomfortable for a while, he said to Taranas: "Your Majesty will arrive later, so please rest first."

　　 Then he walked back to those noble circles and continued to listen to them praising themselves, and stopped paying attention to the rangers.

　　 Taranas had no choice but to order the rangers to rest.

　　 "Taranas, what's the matter?" Li Leisa led Sylvanas forward.

　　 "We have arrived early, and His Majesty the King has not arrived yet."

　　 "But did your Majesty say that it started at this time last night?"

　　 "Sylvanas, this is Silvermoon City, not the Farstrider Fortress. You have to get used to the life concepts of these elves and nobles." Taranas smiled bitterly and comforted the furry female ranger.

"Tsk, I understand why Aristophane is not willing to stay in Silvermoon City." A look of disgust flashed through Sylvanas' eyes, and then turned and walked into the ranger team, afraid that she could not help driving. spray.

Fortunately, before long, His Majesty led the members of the council through the portal and appeared in the venue. Under the auspices of Dalkhan, Anasteria was very happy to announce that the Farstrider Ranger troops are now officially owned by the King. Directly, their treatment will refer to those who break the law.

　　The Farstrider Rangers stood quietly listening to Anasteria’s speech. His Majesty the King looked at this elite unit and nodded with satisfaction.

　　 "The list of specific personnel appointments is announced below. Taranas Windrunner!"

　　 "Here!"

　　 "Please come forward."

Taranas held the hilt of the sword in one hand, stepped onto the rostrum, knelt on one knee in front of the king, Anasteria took the blow of the flames and tapped his shoulders on both sides: "I am now Canonize you as the ranger general of Silvermoon City, command the Farstriders, and can command the domestic ranger troops to assist you in wartime."

　　 Taranas looked serious: "I will live up to my trust!"

Anasteria waved, a guard next to him walked forward holding a golden-red long box, and then opened it. Taranas stood up and looked at it, only to see a slightly ordinary long box. The bow was lying on the red flannel, and a few magic streams flashed from time to time.

His Majesty the King stroked his bow~lightnovelpub.net~ The purple circle flashed away, and the turbulent energy came out wantonly: "This is the one created by the three most experienced craftsmen of Silvermoon City. The bow. The bow is carved from the branches of Sasala and immersed in the sun well, absorbing a large amount of magic essence, so its hardness has increased sharply, becoming almost indestructible, but at the same time it still retains the natural magic of Sasala. Link.

　　 As for the bowstring, it is made by combining dragon tendons and mithril twisted wire and using arcane energy to fuse them together. Now I give it to you, I hope you can make good use of this bow to contribute to the kingdom! "

Taranas stretched out his left hand to hold the bow. He felt the magic in his body flow into it along the arm. The longbow glowed with a burst of light. An eagle-shaped handguard wrapped Taranas's hand, two short The blade of's appeared on both sides of the bow arm, and at the same time a short dagger appeared, and purple armor pieces began to appear on the wooden bow.

　　 "It seems it recognized you, give it a name, Taranas!"

　　 The Elf Ranger stroked his bow and said, "Thank you for your reward, Your Majesty, I decided to call it'Sathdora'."

　　 "'The Courage of the Forest'? Good name, I hope you don't let it down." Anastria glanced at him with a deep expression.

　　 "I promise you that this weapon will always protect the land of the Quel'Dorei, and Silvermoon City will never fall."

　　 After Taranas spoke with a serious face, he turned to look down the stage and raised his long bow high. All the elves present seemed to have an eagle chirp in their ears, shocking the sky.