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Moreover, the depleted magic power was quickly replenished, and there were even faint signs of a breakthrough in magic power. There was something wrong with the water.

Rhodes turned his head and looked around. He was in a huge bath that was extremely spacious, luxuriously decorated, and full of ancient elven style, as if it were made of pure gold and platinum.

The bath itself was far more expansive than imagined, perfectly circular, with a diameter of probably more than ten meters. Rather than a private bath, it was more like an indoor swimming pool, with a depth that Rod estimated to be around four meters.

The edge of the pool is not a simple straight line, but consists of multiple progressive, wide platforms. The platforms are made of huge stones that are as white as moonlight and as warm and smooth as jade. The stone itself seems to contain a faint magical fluorescence.

The pool water was not ordinary water, but a strange substance that presented a dreamlike "liquid starlight" effect, like a kind of liquid magic. Just as he had imagined, the entire pool of bathwater had the effect of quickly restoring magic power and even increasing magical power.

But he thought he had just drunk a few mouthfuls of bathwater, damn it!! Rod quickly coughed twice.

Not far from Rhodes, about 10 meters away, a woman slowly turned around and looked at him, this uninvited guest.

When the woman turned her head, time seemed to freeze at that moment. Beautiful, the woman in front of me was truly beautiful.

Rhodes had never seen such a beautiful woman. He had seen many beauties in Azeroth, such as Jaina, Anveena, Tyrande of the Night Elf, and the High Elves, but compared to the woman in front of him, she always seemed to fall a little short.

It's not just about physical appearance, but rather about one's overall demeanor.

Her skin was the pale purple unique to night elves, yet it seemed to contain moonlight and starlight, so delicate that not a single flaw could be seen.

A face so exquisite it defied mortal imagination, eyes like the deepest starry sky reflecting the light of the Well of Eternity, shimmering with golden light.

Her every glance radiated a brilliance capable of bewitching any living being; her long hair, like a flowing emerald waterfall, cascaded wetly over her rounded shoulders and the breathtaking curves that were faintly visible beneath the water's surface.

She simply sat there, or rather, leaned lazily against the pool, and naturally exuded a majestic aura that seemed to rule the world, along with unparalleled allure. These two completely different qualities blended perfectly within her.

Rhodes guessed the woman's identity almost instantly: the legendary Queen of the Night Elf Empire, the most powerful arcane mage in Azeroth at the time, Queen Azshara, the Light of Light.

Azshara looked at Rhodes emerging from the water. Her starry eyes held no panic, no anger, only a hint of curiosity, like discovering a new toy.

"Sometimes strange things fall from the sky, like you. What are you? Some kind of mutated elf?"

"I've never seen you before. You're quite bold, daring to risk sneaking into the palace just to see me. Your courage is commendable." Azshara took out a white bathrobe, draped it over herself, and asked with great confidence.

In her eyes, Rhodes was a fanatical fan of hers who risked his life to sneak into her bath.

As the queen of the Night Elf Empire, she also holds the title of the most beautiful woman in the Night Elf Empire, no, in Azeroth. Her suitors are countless and could fill the entire continent of Kalimdor.

Some commoners and even nobles of the night elves would do anything to see her; falling from the sky into her bath was quite a novel experience.

Azshara could sense that Rhodes possessed powerful magic; if he were just some nobody, she wouldn't have said a word to him.

The weak don't even deserve to look at her. On the contrary, if the man is strong enough, he does deserve to look at her. Women are naturally attracted to strong men.

Rhodes's lips twitched upon hearing this; this queen was quite confident.

"Well, Queen Elsara, I was sent here by some bastard because of some accident," Rhodes said with a helpless shrug.

Could this entire pool of spring water be from the Well of Eternity? No, no, even Azshara wouldn't be this extravagant.

This pool of spring water must have contained a bottle or a drop of water from the Well of Eternity. It's incredibly extravagant; only the Queen of the Night Elf Empire could afford such a thing.

Rhodes' words caused a flicker of surprise in Queen Azshara's starry eyes, but more than that, it was a feeling of being offended. She was slightly disappointed that he hadn't come specifically to see her.

"An accident? You bastard?" Azshara's voice was still pleasant, but it carried a hint of doubt.

"To speak such vulgar language before me and to try to fob me off with such a lame excuse? It seems you are unaware of the grave sin of trespassing upon the Queen of the Night Elf Empire, the place of the Light of Light."

Azshara gently raised her hand, and a massive amount of arcane energy began to gather. The starlight flowing in the surrounding pool seemed to be drawn in as well, becoming restless and agitated.

An invisible pressure filled the air. Queen Azshara intended to use her powerful strength to make Rhodes submit, but the Queen clearly did not know how strong the man opposite her was.

Rhodes is no pushover; on the contrary, he is one of the most powerful mages in Azeroth today, and also a user of life energy and holy light energy.

A terrifying surge of holy light erupted from Rhodes, instantly dispelling Azshara's arcane magic.

"Your Majesty, please calm down." Rhodes tried his best to make his tone sincere but not lacking in composure. After all, he was the Grand Marshal of the Alliance who had seen many storms, and he couldn't be intimidated like a young boy.

“I admit that the way I showed up was…very rude, but please believe me, it was really not my intention. As for what you call ‘infiltration’…it was really just an accident.”

"I did not come to admire your face—though your beauty is indeed enough to eclipse the stars—I am simply... drawn to the water in your pool."

If I'm not mistaken, this pool of water contains unparalleled energy. It's not ordinary magical water, but... it originates from the same source as the legendary Well of Eternity, yet it has undergone some exquisite blending, becoming gentle and easily absorbed—a perfect work of magical art. "I can't reveal that I'm a transmigrator, so Rhode plans to fabricate a reason."

"Really? Then tell me what race you are. You shouldn't be an elf. That's strange. You look somewhat like us elves, but you're completely different."

“I am a race called humans. I was created by the great Titans. As for my origins, I did not come from the world of Azeroth. I came from another planet,” Rhodes said.

The War of the Ancients is directly related to the Highborne, and Queen Azshara is a key figure in it. I wonder if she has made contact with Sargeras yet. Perhaps I can investigate, but I need to find a suitable identity first.

“I see, it was astral travel, right? What was that golden energy you just used? I’ve never seen such a special energy before,” Azshara asked.

Chapter 324 The Narcissistic Azshara, Queen's Advisor

"Astral Traveler? Human?" Azshara repeated the two words with great interest, a thoughtful expression on her face that could captivate all beings.

“Life from other planets…that’s interesting. I’ve heard of other worlds and races in the universe, but this is the first time I’ve seen one with my own eyes.”

Especially... in this way, but as the empire of the night elves, I still want to welcome you to Azeroth.

As the most powerful mage in the world of Azeroth, Azshara, with the help of the endless magic of the Eternal Silk, knows many things that mortals do not know.

Astral travel is not particularly difficult, but the unknown world also carries danger. Although she possesses the ability to travel to other worlds, Azshara has never used or researched such magic.

Spatial magic is incredibly mysterious; if used improperly, you might get lost in the endless universe and never find your way home.

The Night Elf Empire has many top mages who have also researched teleportation spells, but most of these mages never returned after casting this spell.

Whether they went to another world or not, Azshara didn't know, but she did know that none of these mages had returned. As the ruler of the Night Elf Empire, possessing all power, wealth, and beauty, she naturally wouldn't risk her life.

This race called humans looks somewhat similar to their night elves, with similar facial features, upright walking posture, and smooth skin.

Azshara was eager to learn about the other world, so Rhodes' appearance greatly piqued the queen's interest.

Her gaze swept over Rhodes again, this time with a more scrutinizing quality, as if she were assessing a rare work of art. Although Rhodes had just recovered from the disarray of falling from a great height, he stood tall and showed no fear in the face of her, the light of light. Instead, he displayed a dignified and unyielding demeanor.

Coupled with the strange power he had just unleashed that could easily dispel the arcane energy she had casually gathered, Azshara began to retract some of her contempt.

The strong should be respected, especially a strong person from another world.

“The power within you, this ‘holy light,’ is quite peculiar.” Queen Azshara slowly rose from the water, her bathrobe outlining her perfect curves. Barefoot, she waded through the star-studded pool, as if walking on a galaxy, and took a few steps closer to Rhodes.

"It seems to possess a natural quality of...divinity and purification, different from the arcane arts I seek, but equally powerful."

"Tell me, Rhodes, the astral traveler, what brings you to my empire, to my very presence? Is it truly just to admire the beauty of my bath? Or perhaps to drink my bathwater?" Azshara asked haughtily.

My bathwater did indeed contain water from the Well of Eternity, possessing magical powers. Ordinary mages could increase their strength by soaking in it, and a sip could quickly restore their strength.

Rodwin rolled his eyes. Damn it, Azshara really is as narcissistic as the legends say.

When I fell from the sky, I wasn't paying attention and got a couple of mouthfuls of water poured into my mouth. Ugh! You don't really think you're going to drink your bathwater, do you? If you're going to drink anything, drink the Well of Eternity.

Thinking about it now, Rhodes still feels a bit disgusted. Damn it, we lost big this time. This debt will be held against the Bronze Dragon King.

However, Azshara's voice carried a hint of lazy teasing, and also a trace of mental magic. A powerful mental field enveloped Rhodes, and someone with a weaker mind would probably have already prostrated themselves on the ground and confessed everything.

This queen is exceptionally powerful, having reached the pinnacle of power in Azeroth. No wonder she aspires to be the queen of the Burning Legion.

But to be honest, if you want to be the wife of a Titan, you're dreaming. For example, how could a human possibly fall for an ant?

However, Rhodes' mental strength had also been honed through countless trials, so this kind of mental illusion could not affect him.

Meeting Azshara's gaze, his mind raced. To simply say he was there to "correct the timeline" would be suicidal; he needed a more plausible reason that would pique the interest of this proud queen.

"Your Majesty, I am wise." Rhodes bowed slightly, performing a standard Azerothian (or rather, the standard of his time) greeting, the movement fluid and natural, showing respect without losing his dignity.

"I traverse the stars, both to explore the unknown and to seek the essence of power. During my journey, I sensed Azeroth, a beautiful planet."

They sensed that unparalleled energy source, and... a ruler with the highest understanding and pursuit of arcane magic.

With my own eyes, I can see that your empire, your palace, and even you yourself are the embodiment of arcane beauty.

As for this pool of water… it is indeed an excellent medium of energy, but what attracts me even more is you, who created it and bathed in it.”

Rhodes's words subtly flattered Azshara's power, wisdom, and her most prized empire and beauty, while vaguely steer his own purpose toward the exploration of power and knowledge, befitting the identity of an "astronaut."

This queen is incredibly powerful, especially in magic. Her total magical power is in no way inferior to Anveena's, and perhaps even surpasses it. In a real fight, I might not be able to win. (To clarify, the queen without the giant octopus form is even more formidable. Azshara is arguably the most powerful mage in Azeroth's history. The Titans even plan to inject Azeroth's soul into her body, making her Azeroth's physical form, akin to soul possession.)

This tactic worked wonders on Azshara. A faint smile appeared on her lips. Being praised by a powerful figure from another world made the queen even more confident in her appearance. "You are quite eloquent, Astral Traveler Rhodes. Your power is worthy of your words."

"I'm surprised you even know the name of the Well of Eternity. It seems the Well of Eternity has indeed attracted a lot of attention. You're quite the talker, Rhodes the Astral Traveler. Your power is worthy of your words."

Well then, as a guest who has come from afar, and although your entrance is... quite unique, I, Azshara, Queen of the Night Elf Empire, grant you permission to stay in my court for the time being.

I am very interested in your world and your power. Perhaps you can show me some scenery that I have never seen before. In return, if you satisfy me, I can give you a bottle of water from the Well of Eternity and teach you some magic from the world of Azeroth. Of course, you will also have to teach me some magic from your world.

"What do you think of this deal? Should we accept it?" Queen Azshara asked.

“It would be an honor, Your Majesty. I believe the ‘scenery’ of my world will not disappoint you,” Rhodes said with a smile and a bow.

It seems the initial plan was successful. He had successfully piqued Azshara's interest. The queen was very curious about new things. He could use Holy Light spells, or rather, Heroes of Might and Magic spells, as a cover for the otherworldly magic. As for the scenery of other worlds, that would be even easier to handle.

Rhodes could refer to Draenor or Earth, but Draenor was a much more complex issue, and Rhodes felt it was best not to expose it to Azshara.

The scenery of Earth doesn't matter; Rod can describe modern cities and the technological power of humanity to him.

Queen Azshara nodded in satisfaction, then clapped her hands.

The crisp sound of clapping echoed in the spacious and magnificent bathroom. As soon as the sound ended, several beautiful dark elf maids dressed in light silk gauze appeared silently at the entrance of the bath like ghosts.

They were clearly well-trained, beautiful, and demure, but when their gaze swept over the unfamiliar figure in the bath—a man soaking wet, dressed strangely, and obviously not an elf—even with their composure, they couldn't help but show surprise and wariness on their faces.

Who is this guy? Why is he in the Queen's bath? Rhodes turned to look at the maids, wondering if Vashj was among them. Vashj shouldn't have turned into a six-armed Naga yet.

One of the maids, who seemed to be the leader, stepped forward, her right hand already on the hilt of a dagger hidden at her waist, her voice tense: "Your Majesty! Are you alright? What... what is this creature?"

Azshara smiled and waved her hand. "No need to panic, Karentina. This is Rhodes, a traveler from a distant astral plane, an... interesting guest from another world. He poses no threat for the time being; on the contrary, he can bring me a lot of fun."

The maidservant obediently lowered her head upon hearing this: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will obey your command."

Since Her Majesty the Queen has already spoken, they can't say anything more.

"Go and prepare a suitable set of clothes for him now, and arrange a guest room near the side hall of my room," Azshara instructed, glancing at Rhodes with a slight smile.

"From today onwards, Rhodes will serve as my special advisor, responsible for... telling me about his experiences and knowledge in the Astral Realm. You must treat him with respect and not be negligent."

"Now go and fetch some fruit and drinks I've prepared for this distinguished guest; I need to speak with him."

"Is Her Majesty the Queen here?" several maids asked cautiously.

“That’s right, right here. You lot, go and help Lord Rhodes undress.” Azshara smiled, lay back down in the bath, and then invited Rhodes to sit beside her.

Several elven maids came to Rhodes, helped him remove his clothes, and then gave him a new bathrobe.

The other maids brought some specialties from ancient Azeroth, including fruits and fruit wine brewed by the night elves.