My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

Three days passed slowly. According to Levin's calculation, Archimonde should not be able to locate his position directly at this time, so he was slightly relieved.

However, he also knew that even so, he could not take it lightly, after all, his goal was to rescue Tyrande in the heavily defended Ishalin.

In order to complete this task, he knew that he needed a capable accomplice.

The Temple of Elune was obviously no longer the most suitable choice, because he was hit near there before. If the demon found that the dead was just a substitute, it would definitely become a key patrol area.

Levin thought of Dath'Remar Sunstrider at the first time.

The name of Dath'Remar Sunstrider first appeared in Levin's mind. As a famous family among the upper elves, the Sunstrider family is qualified to enter and exit the area where Tyrande may be imprisoned.

In the original book, it was also Dath'Remar who participated in the operation to rescue the priestess. Whether in terms of ability or willingness, the Sunstrider family was his best choice.

The only problem was that he didn't know where the Sunstrider family was.

In this case, even if he used the prophecy spell, it would not work. After all, if he wanted the prophecy spell to work better, he needed to have more specific information.

However, Levin's understanding of the Sunstrider was limited to the description in the original book. He had never even seen any member of the Sunstrider family in person, let alone had in-depth interactions with them.

Just as Archimonde had difficulty locating him with the prophecy spell, in this case, it became extremely difficult to locate the Sunstrider family through the prophecy spell.

But no matter how difficult it was, he had to try. After all, Levin didn't dare to go back to the ground to ask passers-by. He had no choice but to use the spell to divine.

Levin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to try to use [Advanced Detection].

He felt his magic power gushing out of his body, connecting to Akasha's records, penetrating the barriers of time and space to find the target.

Finally, after countless attempts and efforts, Levin finally managed to get an inaccurate direction.

Next, Levin followed the undercurrent of the sewer and moved forward in that vague direction.

However, when he arrived at his destination, the scene in front of him shocked him, as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

"Damn it," he cursed in a low voice, "The gap between the nobles and the common people of the night elves is so deep? Even the sewers are not the same."

He looked at the sealed wall in front of him, and the anger in his heart burned, "You deserve to be overthrown! Such class division, it would be strange if it didn't cause unrest?"

Complaining is complaining, but it can't change anything.

Levin knew he couldn't stay here for long, so he had to risk leaving the sewers and returning to the surface. He transformed himself into a little crow in the form of a snake, spread his wings, and continued to fly towards the Sun Chaser family.Flying towards the sky.

The night was as dark as ink, and the stars were sparse. With his extraordinary perception, Levin shuttled through the darkness, like a ghost, carefully avoiding everyone's sight and not attracting anyone's attention.

During the flight, he looked up and saw that the number of Doomsday Guards and Demon Bats in the sky had increased significantly, and was denser than a few days ago. These demonic creatures ferociously killed any birds flying over Isalin, as if they wanted to turn the sky into a dead silence.

Obviously, in the case of being unable to locate Levin, the incompetent and furious demons chose to kill any birds, so that Levin could not hide himself by transforming into a bird.

"It seems that my stand has been discovered by them〃'." Levin thought to himself and shook his head.

He knew that he had to be more cautious and not be negligent.

Finally, he came to the area suspected to be the Sun Chaser family. However, facing this complex of buildings and courtyards, Levin felt a little confused. He wandered around for a long time but couldn't find where the courtyard of the Sun Chaser was.

As time passed, the night gradually faded, and the sky began to turn pale.

Levin's heart tightened, knowing that it was almost dawn, and it was not so easy for him to hide himself during the day. So he looked around and quickly selected a dense bush in a courtyard that looked quite exquisite. The whole bird hid in it and prepared to take a temporary rest.

The erosion of the death force on the wound still made him feel weak and powerless. He closed his eyes and tried to recover some physical strength. Not long after, fatigue came like a tide, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the quiet courtyard, and the golden light shone through the shade of the trees and the windows, reflecting on Levin's face in a mottled manner. The call of the biological clock made him slowly open his eyes.

"Ugh!"

The moment he woke up, he felt a strange tightness in his chest and abdomen, as if he was bound by something, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Damn, the weakness caused by this wound has affected my vigilance..." He thought to himself, "Am I caught?"

He remained in a rigid position lying on the ground, not daring to act rashly, but looking up blankly and looking around. The surrounding scene gradually came into view, but no enemy was found.

"Where am I? And..."

Levin lowered his head and began to examine his body, and then he found that the sense of restraint did not come from the rope. On the contrary, he could see that his body was carefully bandaged with bandages, and a strong smell of medicine emanated from under the bandages.

Looking down at his body, Levin heaved a sigh of relief. The feeling of restraint was not caused by being tied up with ropes. He could see that his body was wrapped up with bandages, and a strong smell of medicine came from under the bandages.

Levin heaved a sigh of relief. "It seems that someone found me, mistakenly thought I was just an ordinary crow, and rescued me?" He guessed, and his heart surged with anxiety.A complex feeling arises.

Through careful observation of the furnishings in the room, Levin initially deduced that the person who saved his life must have a distinguished background. He was not a servant maid, but a real upper-class elf.

This single room of at least 200 square meters is decorated very gorgeously.

This spacious room, with an area of ​​at least 200 square meters, is decorated in an extremely luxurious style.

The soft pink wool carpet covers the entire floor, and it feels like being in the clouds when you step on it. On an exquisite single bed, the purple gauze curtains are gently draped, exuding a faint lavender scent, as if it can make people intoxicated.

In the corner of the room, a magic broom is sweeping the floor autonomously, and on the desk, an arcane feather pen is writing something quickly.

Developed arcane civilization, luxurious lifestyle.

These luxurious furniture and magical items are by no means something that ordinary civilians can own.

From the color and style of the various furniture in the room, Levin guessed that the owner of this room should be a biological woman who thinks she is a woman... Of course, there is also a small possibility that this is a biological man who thinks he is a woman.

The debauched life of the upper elves reminded Levin of the nobles in human history - it seems that there are not necessarily no such people among the upper elves.

At this time, the owner of the room was not in the room. The injured Levin was carefully placed on the windowsill where he could directly bathe in the moonlight. The person who rescued him was very considerate and put a soft cushion under him so that he could lie comfortably.

Levin thought to himself: "｀ ˇThe owner here must be of high status to take me in when the Burning Legion was killing birds. I should be able to get a good rest here."

However, he thought about it again and felt a little uneasy. "But from another perspective, the owner here may have the ability to contact the senior leaders of the Burning Legion at any time. In this way, I have to be more careful to behave like a normal crow and not reveal any flaws."

Since he could not move freely for the time being, Levin decided to wait and see. He continued to lie on the soft cushion like a salted fish, quietly recovering his strength, while pricked up his ears to catch any movement outside the room.

The next plan was simple. He needed to stay here and wait patiently for the return of the owner of the room. He hoped to capture some useful information from the daily life of the owner of the room and the conversation with others, so as to better understand the current situation.

Fortunately, he did not wait too long.

About ten minutes later, Levin's psychic ability keenly captured the faint movement outside the door through the heavy mahogany door.

The soft and steady footsteps gradually approached. The man's steps were very regular, and each step was as precise and uniform as if it had been carefully measured. This step reveals an innate elegance and calmness.

The owner of the footsteps had obviously received strict etiquette education, and Levin immediately madeJudgment: The person who can meet this condition is most likely the owner of the room.

(De De Zhao)

The following conversation confirmed Levin's guess.

Soon, a vague and distorted voice came from outside the door, respectfully saying: "Miss, welcome back."

Another young and indifferent female voice replied: "Well, what is the next reservation?"

Although her voice was calm, it sounded noble to Levin.

"A distinguished guest will visit at 3 o'clock in the evening. The master hopes that you can also go to the living room with him to receive him." The first voice sounded again, and the tone was still full of respect.

The second female voice sighed softly and replied: "Ah! I remember, okay, I will go. You guys retreat first, let me have a good rest."

"Yes, Miss, please come in." The first voice replied, and then there was silence.

"Bang!"

The heavy sound of the door opening broke the silence in the room, and footsteps slowly stepped into the room. From Levin's perspective, he could only see a pair of leather shoes. But this pair of shoes alone opened his eyes.

The shoes seemed to be made of top-grade leather, shining with a deep luster. The exquisite golden lines and sparkling gems showed its luxury and nobility. With every step she took, the gems flickered, as if the starlight was dancing under her feet.

"Bang!!"

"Huh..." As the door closed again, the owner of the shoes breathed a long sigh of relief, as if a heavy burden had been unloaded.