Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

The last ship disappeared into the mist.

On the coast behind Stromgarde, Kael'thas sat on the rocks and stared at the dark ocean.

The city behind him was brightly lit, but it didn't attract his attention at all.

Krasus left Stromgarde full of guilt, but the red dragon's words of rejection remained in the hearts of several leaders and kings.

The meeting broke up, and although no one is backing out now - their ability to execute will certainly be weakened.

Kael'thas was even a little afraid of the coming of dawn.

He sat on the rock, helpless.

With him, there were several other elves.

Salorian and Lannathel were sitting quietly on both sides of the coast, guarding his safety.

Liadrin and Sylvanas stood behind Kael'thas.

The weakest little priest's eyelids were already fighting, and although she tried her best to hold on, her standing body was still shaky.

Salorian said that Liadrin had trained hard all day during the day and came directly to him after the incident in the evening.

"Since you are tired, let's go to sleep..."

Kael'thas spoke, and the cold voice woke up Liadrin.

But the little priest shook his head in panic.

"No, I'm not tired."

She answered with bloodshot eyes.

No one knew that Liadrin didn't sleep last night because of something.

"Your eyes are red, go back!"

Sylvanas said to her coldly.

Liadrin still shook her head.

She gritted her teeth and refused to go back.

"Why bother..."

Kael'thas sighed softly.

This sigh was heard by Liadrin.She looked at the back of Kael'thas who never looked back.

"This is an order from His Majesty the King."

The young pastor said:

"His Majesty asked me to protect His Highness, so I can't leave."

This is the best mission Liadrin has ever received since she was a child.

But Anastarian asked Liadrin to protect Kael'thas, perhaps not expecting much from her.

Salorian and Lana'thel are the true defenders...

And Liadrin should be just a tool for Anastarian to use as a precaution.

The little priest should know better, but she is still keen to carry out the ostensible task.

【You can't protect me...】

Although Kael'thas wanted to tell Liadrin so directly, he did not say it in the end.

"Then please."

He said this slightly sadly.He didn't even know whether he was comforting Liadrin... or comforting his own fearful heart...

"Ok."

But the little priest answered in very spiritual terms.

Was she always so optimistic?

After years of separation and estrangement, Kael'thas had forgotten Liadrin's true nature.

He exhales.

"Sylvanas!"

Kael'thas suddenly spoke up.

"exist."

Sylvanas walked out.

"Go help me find Varian."

Kael'thas ordered:

"Bring him here if you can."

Sylvanas nodded and left.

It takes less than 5 minutes.Sylvanas walked out of Stromgarde with Varian.

There were also some soldiers from Stormwind City following behind... Varian also had a heavy look on his face.

He asked the soldiers to leave and sat down next to Kael'thas.

"What are you going to do?"

The human king didn't ask Kael'thas why he called him here and went straight to the topic.

The reason Kael'thas called him here.It can only be this matter.

"I want to stop Archimonde."

This time, Kael'thas didn't hesitate at all. He looked directly at Varian.

"I can't let my country be destroyed!"

He didn't mention Lordaeron, because in his heart, Quel'Thalas came first.

Varian turned his head blankly.

"You are more straightforward this time..."

He smiled bitterly, but the tense nerves on Varian's face relaxed a little.

"Sure enough, this is right..."

He looked at the distant sky and said softly:

"This is how you look like, His Highness Kael'thas, you are very similar to me..."

silence.

Kael'thas asked:

"Why do you feel that way?"

Varian smiled lightly:

"From the first time we met. I knew you were just like me."

"Although I don't understand the reason, the way you looked at me was as if you were looking at yourself..."

"We are both longing for our own home and fighting for it."

Varian lost his country and his family.

Kael'thas had no family before.

Both of them had their own reasons, which resulted in them paying more attention to their newly acquired family members.

Varian is on Lordaeron.And Kael'thas is interested in the elves...

These two people with the same pain are both afraid of losing again.

This world is far more beautiful than the other world. At least, there are people in this world who will become family members.

In the original world, once family love is lost, it is difficult to get it back, at least.Kael'thas never found it again - for him, that complicated world was too cold.

There is no other race as pure as the elves...

"I also want to save Lordaeron."

Varian lowered his voice:

"No matter what the cost, I will protect Lordaeron and protect His Majesty Terenas."

He withdrew his gaze, touched the sword on his body, and added:

"I don't want Kalia and His Highness Arthas to become like me."

The young king has not yet received news of Terenas' death.

He is full of simple and persistent beliefs.He stood up and said to Kael'thas:

"Come on, tell me your plan!"

Those shining eyes told Kael'thas that the human king would help him.

He will help Lordaeron, which is actually similar to helping Quel'Thalas.

"Thank you."

Kael'thas laughed.

He stood up and thanked Varian.

"Then we must cheer up the kings and eliminate the influence of the red dragon."

Kael'thas narrowed his eyes.

Varian then laughed.

"Okay. Let us disturb the sleep of those kings. No one can sleep tonight!"

He and Kael'thas walked towards Stromgarde together.

Indeed no one can sleep tonight...

In the Alterac Mountains, snowflakes are floating in the air.Several embarrassed figures also stepped onto this snowfield from the south.

The leader was a young female mage.

She was wrapped in a cloak that had been burned with many holes by the flames. With tears in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the top of Alterac.

"Lady Jaina. Prior has fallen!"

A young mage reported to her in a hurry.

"There is no devil here. Lift him up and go forward."

Jaina turned around and looked at a child who fell on the ground. After making sure that he was okay, she continued to give the order to move forward.

After fighting some little demons for a long time, the magic power in these little mage bodies has long been exhausted, and it is very difficult to escape here.

If they hadn't bought some food in Tarren Mill below to replenish their strength, these mages might not even have the ability to make magic bread.

But no matter what, they can't stop moving forward.

Jaina must find the Alterac Palace as quickly as possible, and then tell Kalia that important thing.

Alsace has become an enemy...

As they escaped from Dalaran, Jaina saw Arthas and the demons together from a distance.

She didn't understand why.But he knew that Alsace was already an enemy.

Guilt, regret...

Every time she thought of the scene before Antonidas teleported her out, Jaina couldn't help but blame herself.

She harmed the whole of Dalaran, the whole world...

If Jaina hadn't brought Arthas into the treasury of the Violet Castle, none of this would have happened now!

【It's all because of me...】

Jaina's heart was filled with tears.

The dark night, the snow-white road, and the cold wind blowing in from the tattered cloak were a feeling she would never forget.

He tightened his cloak.

"Let's hurry up!"

she said loudly to some tow bottles behind her.Speeded up.

The cold snow poured in from the tattered shoes, making Jaina's whole heart turn cold.

She swore that she would never come to a conclusion so easily.

And when the female mage swore to change, in the north of Alterac, Mograine finally reached a place where she could see the scenery of Lordaeron.

He stood on the hillside on his war horse, staring dumbfoundedly at the flaming city in the distance.

what happened?

What happened in Lordaeron?

Mograine did not dare to hesitate at all.Taking his subordinates, he accelerated the speed of his war horse and galloped north.

However, he soon encountered a group of people heading towards Alterac.

These people must have heard that the demon was coming and came to Alterac to take refuge.

"Lord Mograine!"

A paladin was among the people, greeting Mograine with joy.

"you are?"

Mograine sifted through his memories and found no impression of this paladin.

"I am the Communications Officer of the Silver Hand."

The young paladin quickly stepped forward and saluted, and then reported to Mograine:

"I came to find you on the orders of Lord Uther."

Uther?

Mograine became solemn.

"What's the matter? Is it something about Lordaeron?"

He stared at the paladin closely.

The paladin nodded slightly hesitantly.

"While we were on a mission outside, we received news that a large number of demons appeared in Lordaeron. Lord Uther went to investigate the specific situation."

He reported and then saluted:

"Lord Uther is worried that the demons will attack Alterac together, so he asked you to go over and protect His Highness Kaliya."

He said very politely:

"You don't need to worry about Lordaeron. Lord Uther will rush over to protect His Majesty the King and pass the information to you soon."

Mograine finally felt at ease now.

[With Uther here, Lordaeron should be fine. 】

He thought this, but at the same time he was worried about the disciples of Alterac.

He asked the Paladin to report to Lordaeron with Kael'thas and others' proposal, and he quickly returned to Alterac. RQ