Tales of the Highborne

"I think we should help Blonos. He is very pitiful and must have been abused by the guards." A few people were sitting in a small hotel, chatting about some interesting things that had happened over the years. Tyrande frowned and said suddenly.

"Tyrande, you have done enough to that beast, don't worry about him anymore. Those moon guards don't care whether you are a sacrifice or not." Illidan frowned. Although he liked Tyrande's kindness, he didn't like him. Compassion overflows and you do something stupid. Another point is that he has been waiting for Tyrande beside the temple for several hours today. Tyrande finally came out, but it didn't seem good if Tyrande called her when she just came out. He could only wait in secret, thinking about how they would meet by chance. Unexpectedly, Tyrande discovered the orcs captured by the Moon Guards, and his meticulous plan came to nothing. Now, not only had he lost his chance, but he was terribly embarrassed and looked like a fool. "It's all that beast's fault," Illidan thought.

"No, Illidan, I told you he is not a beast." Tyrande frowned and looked at Illidan with anger. Illidan snorted contemptuously: "To me, they are no different than unevolved animals."

"Haha. You two are still like this and haven't changed at all." Yueying smiled and sighed. Tyrande and Illidan couldn't help but darken their faces.

"Moon Shadow, can you help Blonos? You are the Lord of Dark Coast and the Queen's only disciple. I think the guards will give you some face." Tyrande looked at Moon Shadow and said in a pleading tone.

Traditionally, only male night elves can join the ranks of the Moon Guard, and mages who want to join the organization must also prove that they have extraordinary talents in controlling arcane magic. Of course, their talents are better than those of Moon Shadow. For those at a much lower level, their highest achievement in life is to be a high-level mage, and many are only mid-level mage. Therefore, although they also have magical talents, they cannot become upper-class elves like Yueying. Their main purpose is to defend an important place. With more power than ordinary civilians, he is responsible for protecting the capital of the night elves, hoping to stand out with some heroic deeds. At first it was just a non-governmental organization. Eventually, this organization received official permission from the authorities and was named the Moon Guards. The Moon Guard is only loyal to the leaders of night elf society, and of course Moon Shadow is also one of the leaders.

"I would have done this even if you didn't tell me. You know, I'm very curious about some issues and want to communicate with him." Yueying said with a smile.

"Thank you Yueying. If you don't agree, I'm going to go back to the officiant for help." Tyrande said happily with a jump on her face. Illidan snorted dissatisfiedly, causing Tyrande to roll his eyes.

"You're welcome. Firstly, I do have something to ask him. Secondly, aren't we friends? No matter what, friends have to help. It seems like this is your first time asking me to do something. You looked very cute just now." Yueying couldn't help but There was a burst of hearty laughter. Tyrande stared at Yueying with a hint of darkness on her face. "If you hadn't said this, I would have thanked you for a little longer."

"Yue Ying, I want to duel with you." Yili Dan's face was blue and he glared at Yue Ying fiercely. "Are you serious?" Yueying looked at Illidan and raised his eyebrows. Seeing Illidan's furious look, Yueying couldn't help but smile. He thought this was very interesting. "I forgot to tell you, I am now the youngest Grand Mage in the history of Kaldorei."

"You are a monster." Illidan shook his head speechlessly, drank two glasses of wine and turned around to ignore Yueying.

"What are you thinking about? Why fight him?" Tyrande patted Illidan on the shoulder. "It's so shocking. I'm thinking that I should give up this magic stick profession and learn magic under Yueying." Illidan shook his head and hummed.

"Actually, you have made rapid progress. The teacher has said that you are the most talented disciple of Druid." Yueying knew that he had gone too far. Illidan himself is a very competitive person, and he should not hurt his self-confidence. hurriedly comforted.

"Over the years, I have only reached the sixth level on the druid path, and so has my brother, but the teacher is much more attentive to him than to me." Illidan complained dissatisfied.

"Do you know when Malfurion will come back?" Yueying suddenly asked, "It should be these few days. We went to Moonlight Grove together a few days ago. He asked us to come back first, saying that he had something to do with Cenarius. Let’s talk about it, it’s nothing mysterious.” Illidan hummed, with some dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Well, Illidan, why don't we go to your house tomorrow? I hope we won't disturb your father and mother." Yueying raised an eyebrow and looked at Illidan and said slowly. Illidan nodded after listening to Yueying's words, but his face suddenly darkened and he drank a few glasses of wine. Yueying couldn't help but frown. He felt like he had said something wrong somewhere.

"Well, Yue Ying, please come out first. I have something to say to you." Tyrande winked at Yue Ying and called Yue Ying out of the door. "Is it related to Illidan?" Yueying knew that Tyrande called him out to avoid what Illidan was going to say must be related to Illidan.

"Actually, it's like this. My uncle and aunt died in an accident a few years ago. The two brothers Illidan and Malfurion were very sad about this. You should try not to mention this in front of them in the future." Tyrande Watching Yueying say solemnly, Yueying suddenly realized

He nodded. To be honest, he didn't know what the feelings were between parents and children. If he had to calculate it, it should be the feeling that Cenarius gave him. If Cenarius died, he should also feel it. Very sad.

After the two went back, they suddenly felt like they were talking less and didn't know what to talk about. Tyrande returned to the temple, and Illidan's home was a small castle on the outskirts of the city. This was their family's ancestral home, filled with the artistic atmosphere of the upper elf, and covering an area about the size of a football field. , the Stormrage family used to be upper-class elves, but they later declined. Now Illidan was the only one in the family, and Malfurion also moved out and built his own new home in the forest outside.

Since the two brothers were away all year round and there were no servants at home, the small castle was in some disrepair. Fortunately, there were many rooms. Illidan found a room with better lighting for Yueying, and he lived next door. There is a small training ground in the yard, which seems to be where Illidan usually trains. Then Illidan took him to visit the castle. The attic was the study. There is a large collection of books, mostly magic books, as well as some books on warriors, rogues, and other professions. Of course, there are also some books about nature that Illidan has newly collected.

How Malfurion got to Suramar City, even he didn't know. For three consecutive nights, he stayed at home in a daze. Even Tyrande and Illidan didn't know that he had returned to Suramar City. Thinking back to what the teacher Cenarius said, he also thought back to everything he saw with his own eyes in the Emerald Dream. It's been three days and there's still no answer. He was convinced that the darkness in Azaline would continue and get worse if nothing was done.

However, no one else is aware of this problem yet.

He came to Suramar City, perhaps to seek some different voices, or to find someone to talk to about his inner dilemma. The first person he thought of was Yueying. He was thoughtful, unique, mature, and steady, so he was the best candidate. Unfortunately, he was Azshara's disciple and couldn't communicate with him about this matter. Then he thought of Tyrande, her The idea was very thorough, but Illidan was directly photoshopped by him. He always acted impulsively, and he didn't know what would happen if he told him.

Every time I close my eyes, it's the scene I saw last time in the Emerald Dream. A huge black lake will appear in front of him. Black waves lapped at the shore, and light radiated from the center of the lake.

Well of Eternity.

But if this is the Well of Eternity, then where is the city? He looked at the water in the well and was sure there should be a city here. I came here to find an answer, and the answer must be related to this city. The Well of Eternity is indeed magical, but it is nothing more than a source of power. The discordant sound I felt before must have come from somewhere else.

His dream unfolded in Aissalin, the capital of the night elves. In the ancient Elvish language, Azshara means "the glory of Azshara". The city has been prosperous since the Queen came to the throne. At that time, the elves insisted on renaming the city after the queen.

Thinking of the Queen, Malfurion looked at the palace. This is a great, well-guarded building and the official residence of the Queen. Although he pointed out the Queen's mistakes more than once, he actually respected the Queen more than many people imagined. After all, she has dedicated a lot to her people. Like many other elves, he suspected that the crux of the problem lay with the upper-level elves, who were manipulating the country in the name of the queen.

As Malfurion flew lower and closer to the palace, the problem became more and more serious. Assalynn sees things more clearly, and so does the Well of Eternity. I saw the black water spinning crazily, and the colorful lake water rolling out from the bottom of the river, which was extremely terrifying. The powerful magic from the lake entered the tower.

The water in the lake rolled like boiling water. The more those in the tower prayed for forgiveness from the Well of Eternity, the more it worsened. It rained heavily and thunder and lightning roared. Those houses near the Well of Eternity are about to be washed away by the lake.

Malfurion couldn't help but wonder what they were doing, and even forgot about his own question. Why do they do this at the darkest time of the day. The sun has gone down, and although night has not yet fallen, the sky is already as dark as Assaline's night. It's not darker, it's dark and despairing.

He floated over the high slope, and the guards looked silent, unable to see his presence at all. He floated to the side of the palace and was about to go in. He originally thought he could pass easily, but he encountered an obstacle.

Someone has cast a very complicated magic circle in the palace, and he can't penetrate this magic. But this barrier made Malfurion more curious and determined. He was bumping around the palace, there must be a way in. He had to know what it was like inside.

He reached a hand into the protective magical barrier, trying to find the knot that would bring them all together or break them apart.

Suddenly, he felt an unexpected twinge of pain. He didn't cry out. This pain cannot be solved by screaming a few times. The image of Aissalin's palace just disappeared. He found that he was already in a world as pure as emerald, and it seemed that there was a force that wanted to tear him into pieces in the dream and scatter them everywhere.

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