Rise of the blood elves

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Angmar stood at the door of Azshara's tent for a long time. It wasn't until the two royal guards on duty looked increasingly confused that he plucked up the courage to lift the curtain and enter.

After walking through the entrance hall, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Under the influence of space spells, the internal space of the tent was expanded many times, which was far from what it appeared from the outside.Although the night elves' understanding of space is very backward, this relatively superficial application can still be achieved.

As the queen's living space, it is fully furnished and looks like a single-story luxury house.Although it is not as luxurious as the Royal Palace in the capital, it is still spotlessly clean.

In the living room, stood a group of ministers, the two princes Farodis and Tortheldrin, a dozen upper elf ministers, and Lord Ravencase and Lord Ravencase, who had just completed the repair of the teleportation network node and rushed to see the queen. Many nobles from the eastern region, about forty or fifty in total, all reported to the Queen with respectful expressions.

"Your Majesty, the second batch of emergency recruitment plans has been initially completed. There are 17, 33, and [-] young adults in the west, south, and east of the empire respectively, totaling [-] recruits. The reorganization work is under the responsibility of local officials. Expand and expected to be completed in ten days.”

"About 15 veterans from various parts of the empire who participated in the expansion war have applied for recruitment and have been incorporated into the empire's regular army. They have been issued with the empire's new standard equipment and will gradually arrive in the war zone within a month."

"Follow-up military supplies, grain and grass supplies will also be delivered to the war zone within three months along with the 70 civilians who applied for military service."

"A teleportation network technician named Oculus, who was born in Suramar City, helped Blue Dragon improve the teleportation network in the empire. Blue Dragon has concentrated Azeroth's magic network energy to supply our country's main magic network nodes , three days later, the transmission network will be able to use this as power to connect the empire. This can greatly reduce the pressure on our country's logistical supplies."

"Your Majesty, the empire's war machine is at full speed. It can produce 15 sets of standard equipment and [-] arrows every day. We"

"We are ready for the decisive battle."

Angmar stood quietly behind the crowd, waiting for the report to end.

But finally several ministers at the back noticed him, and the commotion quickly spread through the crowd. The night elves saluted him one after another, with deep awe in their eyes.

Some of the people in this group knew him, some did not, but everyone knew that in the Kaldorei Empire, a foreigner wearing a fiery red robe, with blond hair, fair skin, and a thin body could only be a prophet.

A few hours ago, as the news spread that the Prophet held Archimonde alone and saved the main force of the night elves, no one dared to doubt his strength.Now they finally understand why the former queen worshiped her as a god.

"Let's all go down. We'll take care of the rest when we get to Edori Pass." A tired voice came from deep in the living room.

The ministers were ordered to leave.

The crowd dispersed, revealing Azshara in the center of the living room.With a tired face, she sat on a velvet soft chair, and two priestesses of the moon were summoning the grace of the moon god to heal her.In the recent battle, although Angmar calmed down the rioting magic power in her body, she still suffered from very serious sequelae.

That haggard and tired look was extremely distressing.

"You guys can go down too." She said to the two priestesses, who also followed the order and stepped down. When they passed by Angmar, they also nodded slightly and saluted him.

Looking at the haggard Azshara, Angmar didn't know where to start.

Compared with the understanding of the overall timeline, she is only an insider in this timeline where the wheel of history has greatly deflected. How can she truly experience the changes in destiny.The person who saved her also brought endless pain to her empire, her people, and everything she held dear.

This also became the source of the rift between the two.

But Angmar also understood that he shouldn't expect Azshara to figure it all out.After all, if it were him, if someone suddenly brought about a catastrophe that destroyed Quel'Thalas, even if this person was for a better future, he would have changed his original extremely miserable fate, and he would never be able to accept it for a while.

Azshara looked at him quietly, her eyes no longer had the coldness of the past, but had some indescribable colors, as if they were reluctant to give up, and they seemed to be compassionate.

"Are you feeling better?" Angmar said. "Next time, don't overdraw your magic power. Just activate the ring I gave you."

Azshara did not answer, but slowly stepped forward and gently held his neck.Just as Angmar was about to speak, there was an extra finger on his mouth.

"Don't say anything," Azshara whispered in his ear, "I don't blame you."

Angmar was stunned. He originally thought that it would take a long time for Azshara to understand his difficulties, but he did not expect that Azshara would directly talk about the problem between the two of them.All the uneasiness, all the fear, all the guilt were instantly dissipated in the warmth.

He had mixed feelings for a while, but no matter what, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, gently rubbed the other person's back and said, "That's good, that's good."

What else can he say? Could it be that you finally figured it out?

Not far away is the battlefield where tens of thousands of night elves died. In addition, the casualties caused by this war that has lasted for several months are several times and dozens of times more than this number.The city was reduced to ruins, and millions of night elves were displaced and became refugees. Soon, the land where they had lived for thousands of years would be torn apart by the collapse of the earth, and countless lives would also be lost.

Nothing he did could be understood by the general public.He was the executioner who personally kicked off the ancient war and caused the death of countless lives.How can we ask others to understand and identify with ourselves?

"I'm sorry to put you through this," he said bitterly, "but I had to do it."

"No need to say it, I understand, I understand everything."

Facing the ruthless future, who can do whatever they want?

He often thought that if he had the will of Illidan, the son of light and darkness in the official history, maybe things would be much better.But he is just an ordinary person in the catastrophe. Apart from having more powerful power, there is nothing special about him.

After a while, a deep sigh came from his ears. Angmar took half a step back and found that Azshara's expression was filled with unconcealable sadness. He asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Has something happened?"

"No, I just think, well, I shouldn't be like that. You did the right thing, and hiding the facts from me was the right choice, otherwise I would never let this happen." Azshara shook her head, but her golden pair There was clearly deep reluctance in his eyes.

Angmar felt her heart tightening inexplicably, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's really okay," Azshara forced a smile and turned to other topics, "The decisive battle is coming, do you think we can defeat the Burning Legion?"

Angmar looked at her for a while, and had to temporarily put away his doubts and replied, "I actually didn't expect that Kil'jaeden would arrive with Archimonde. This is more than just one plus one, we will We are facing unprecedented challenges. Sacrifice is inevitable, but I believe we can get through this catastrophe without any danger."

"Well," Azshara said quietly, "as long as you are here, I won't be afraid of anything."

Angmar frowned, becoming more and more certain that she was hiding something from her.The look in those golden eyes was like some kind of reluctant farewell.

This feeling is really bad. ntent

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