The waiter poured the drinks from the crowd, and Kael'thas tapped the golden glass. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Everyone. Kael'thas looked around at the crowd, and the elven elite was exhausted. "His Excellency Veron, Immortal and Prophet of the Draenei, has come to Quel'Sala, and on behalf of Quel'Thala, I extend my sincerest welcome. ”

Kael'thas held back the applause with both hands.

"Your Excellency, Prophet. ”

Veron nodded slightly in response.

"Have you already chosen a place to live?"

"Yes, south of Stratholme, there's an area big enough to drop our ship. Our ship is enough for my people. ”

"Boons!" Kael'thas gestured, and the squire behind him handed over a rolled-up scroll. Kael'thas opened it and placed it in front of Velon.

This is a map of Quel'Thalas, with Kael'thas pointing to the location of the Wraith Lands. "Your Excellency the Prophet, I wonder if you have any plans to live here?"

Veren was stunned, even if he was prophetic, he didn't expect Kael'thas to say that suddenly.

"As far as I know, the area south of the Stratholme area isn't large enough to stop your four ships, and here. Kael'thas tapped the map. "I can provide you with a larger area. Kael'thas drew a circle with his finger and pointed to the northwest corner of the Wraith Lands. "At the center of this place is a deserted village, surrounded by enough ground to park your spaceship. It is surrounded by abundant forests and water resources, and is a natural port to the west. You don't have to go to the more crowded Stratholme at all. Kael'thas fingered away from the map, staring at Veron's blue eyes like his. "I am a friend of life and death with Lord Smith, and he is the benefactor of the whole of Quel'Thalas, and I am making this suggestion to ease his pressure and to give your people a better place to live. And I can promise that if you find a more suitable area, Quel'Salas will do his best to help your people. ”

Veron looked at Benny, who nodded in response, he understood what Kael'thas meant.

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In October of Dark Gate 21, the Draenei arrived in the Wraithlands of Azeroth aboard Naru's spaceship fortress, and at the suggestion of Kael'thas Sunstrider, the Delaneei decided to temporarily dock their ships in a place surrounded by water in the Wraithlands.

The Delaney had the largest main ship parked at the location of the original Golden Mist, and the other three smaller ships were scheduled to dock not far to the southeast.

The abandoned village was completely moved to the ground by magic, and the huge crystal ship gradually fell to the ground with a roar, and the vibration of the landing made the whole earth tremble, and Kael'thas opened the blue barrier to block the flying dust.

"I can't imagine how much energy it would take to drive such a huge ship. Kael'thas exclaimed as he looked at the entire city-like spaceship.

Benny smiled: "The history of the Draenei is older than the oldest we know, and they travel through the universe, and the level of technology ---- technology is much higher than that of our world, and the power system of this ship will definitely surprise you." ”

"Lord Smith is exaggerating, but I agree with ---- powertrain. Wei Lun continued to smile in a rare way. "Khadgar Scholar, please teleport us directly to the 'Naru Seat'. ”

Kael'thas and Benny swung off their guards and disappeared into the blue light.

"The Spirit of the Sun is above!" Kael'thas gasped, and the huge pillar of golden light was like a well of the sun, boundless and endless. "This is ----- Naru. "As Benny said, this ---- is the embodiment of the Light, just as the Well of the Sun is to the Arcane. He never imagined that there really was some kind of intelligent creature like a sunwell in this world.

'Hello, Your Highness the Prince. A voice suddenly drilled into my head, unable to distinguish gender, and made people feel warm and close.

'Hello, Dear Naru. The archmage's self-protection of his spirit was quite cautious, and only Benny's Naru had the power to 'invade' his mind silently.

'The war of 10,000 years ago, the invasion of the Burning Legion, drifting here above the raging sea, the invasion of the orcs, the invasion of the undead-----

Benny and Veron stood aside, patiently waiting for Kael'thas to communicate with Naru, the surroundings empty except for the sound of the golden glow rubbing against the air.

Benny cleared his mind, abandoning his surroundings, and the only thing left in his mind was the feeling of being enveloped in active light.

After some time, Kael'thas stepped forward and patted Benny on the shoulder.

"It's over?"

"It's over. ”

Kael'thas turned to Velon, and suddenly bowed deeply.

"What we do is insignificant, everything is for the Light. Veron lifted Kael'thas up. "Your path has only just begun, young prince. ”

"Queldore, grateful!" Kael'thas pursed his lips, his face full of gratitude.

"Our beliefs are different, but our will and our path lead in the same direction. Velen smiled again. "That's what Smith told me, and I was awakened by his words. ”

"Speak again, Your Excellency, Prophet. Benny smiled. "Regardless of our current differences, we will eventually lead in the same direction, and hopefully we can unite and move forward together. ”

The three of them looked at each other and smiled. ‘

Dawn Light', Quezalsalas, and the Draenei, who had just arrived in Azeroth, had a tentative agreement of some kind in their leaders' conversations.

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That night, Benny temporarily said goodbye to Veren and Kael'thas and returned to Silvermoon City with Khadgar, and returned to Stratholme through the portal.

The populace learns that Benny has returned to Stratholme after his exchange with Quel'Thalas. Even though it was already night, the area around the portal was still blocked by people who had heard the news.

Gavinrad suddenly stepped forward and knelt on one knee, and the crowd behind him followed suit: "The Light has cheered for your return, Your Excellency, High Lord." ”

The soft golden light rose from under his feet, like a big hand lifting everyone up.

Benny smiled and stepped forward to grab Gavinrad and Tirio's arms.

"What big lord?!, which one is this?!" the voice gritted its teeth, and he was still smiling.

"Ahem. Gavin Rad coughed dryly. "It was Tirio who did it with all the nobles. ”

"What about this scene now?!" (To be continued.) )