Chapter 59

Really rude, kid, who are you looking down on?

I have armor—it's the Quel'Thalas Ranger General's treasure armor; its defense is fine.

My armor is definitely not lacking; I used to be a Ranger General, after all. Sylvanas decided to give Luode a proper explanation.

Sylvanas's battle armor is certainly not cheap junk; it was forged by the dwarves' top forge master and enchanted and inscribed by high elf mages.

And this guy wouldn't think that the small armor I'm wearing right now is my actual battle armor, would he?

This is just decorative armor used daily to show off feminine charm; female elf rangers all make a few sets of such cool, light armor.

They only wear this tempting small armor when there's no battle—who would go to war in such exposed, cool armor!

Only during battle would they wear the true full-body protective armor.

"Cough! Cough! So the armor you're wearing now is actually just a ceremonial outfit, meant for display—basically just pretty." Luode asked.

Or is it that you blood elf girls like to play? You could invent this kind of armor—it's totally a fetish type! Blood elf girls, they're so fragrant, so fragrant!

"Hehe! What kind of idiot would wear this armor out to battle?" Sylvanas said helplessly.

I specially wore this for you to see; normally in Undercity, wearing this armor, those dead folks wouldn't appreciate it.

Only other Horde members, or other living visitors coming to see her, would she deliberately change into this armor to receive guests.

"Haha, this armor looks pretty on you, really makes one reluctant to leave." Luode touched his nose and said.

Hearing this, Sylvanas finally curled the corner of her mouth into a smile; it's rare to finally have a man with somewhat normal aesthetic taste.

Facing those trolls, orcs, tauren, and the undead, they simply couldn't appreciate her perfect figure.

Other blood elves seeing her outfit wouldn't feel anything special, after all, in Silvermoon City there are too many female elves wearing such attire, even the female mages and priestesses there dress more boldly.

"Alright, let's continue our previous topic; I'll tell you, dragon scales aren't as hard as you think." Sylvanas said, slightly dissatisfied.

Besides, do you think the high elves don't know about dragons? The black dragon clan of the Five-Colored Dragon Legion has the strongest defense, but they've already fallen.

The scales of blue and red dragons are just so-so, and green dragon scales are the weakest.

As for bronze dragons, those guys aren't easy to see, and ordinary dragons can be handled by some mages.

Even the dwarves, and the cannons invented by gnomes, can inflict serious damage on them.

"That's not necessarily so, the dragon I'm talking about isn't the dragon you have in mind; its defense can be called abnormal—it suffers no harm even from a free fall from ten thousand meters, and armor forged from it will absolutely not disappoint you." Luode said with a smile.

Just kidding, you dare to underestimate Kaido's defense? Can Kaido's scales be compared to the weakling dragons of this world?

The scales of the black dragon's big uncle can even be forged into the artifact Earth Guardian for defense warriors; there's no reason Kaido's scales couldn't do the same! "Don't tell me you have scales from a dragon king–level guardian dragon." Sylvanas said.

To make equipment better than my current armor, we must use dragon king–level scales.

But the dragon kings of the Five-Colored Dragon Legion aren't that easy to find!

"His defense is amazingly impressive, it definitely won't disappoint you, but to get him to willingly give up his scales, you need to prepare a good weapon for him." Luode said. To get Kaido to voluntarily contribute some scales, we must make him feel comfortable, so forging a decent weapon for him is essential.

"Alright! But forging a 10‑ton weapon can't be done quickly; he must have a weapon he's already using, right? Bring his original weapon over, I'll enchant and inscribe it, then add some gem inlays." Sylvanas said.

Too bad the dwarves are no longer their allies; otherwise, having the dwarves forge a weapon prototype would be best.

Whose forging tech is strongest in Azeroth? Definitely the dwarves first—their forging skill is universally recognized as the strongest.

But when it comes to enchanting, gem inlay, and inscription, the high elves are definitely the best.

The former high elves of Quel'Thalas used to import large numbers of weapon blanks from Ironforge.

Then they brought them back to their lands to enchant and inscribe them into top‑tier magic weapons, then sold them to humans or dwarves to profit from the price difference.

But unfortunately, after the Second War the high elves quit the Alliance entirely, so they can no longer get help from the dwarves.

Now without dwarven help, their blacksmiths are lacking in strength.

"That's not impossible; you could add some rare materials to his weapon to boost its quality, right?" Luode nodded and asked.

"That's also possible; first bring the weapon over, and I'll let them have a look." Sylvanas said.

"All right! In two days I'll have Kaido send the weapon over." Luode said.

After chatting a few more words with Sylvanas, she directly said goodbye and left; Luode also lay down on the bed to rest, the previous battle against the queen had still been quite exhausting.

Over the next few days, Luode would practice some fel magic with his warlock mentor Retson during the day.

At night he would discuss the death knight doctrine in depth with a certain queen, using healing potions.

Late at night, the banshee queen showed Luode several pieces of her privately cherished light leather armor.

This let Luode appreciate the queen's private hidden secrets—a lingerie show performance.

"How is this piece? Does it look good?"

"Perfect."

"This piece is for private balls only." Sylvanas said, turning around in a sheer silk gown.

"Wear it tonight."

Hehe! I want to play a horseback riding game?

Take my move! Female demon, I will let you experience my wrath.

Let the horse come, my knight.

On the top floor of the gloomy city, every night there would be a creaking sound, and then a strange centaur knight's phantom would appear in the candlelight.

(End of chapter)