"You just don't dare admit it, Lord Romans."

"Hmph, what's the matter with you? If there is nothing else to talk about, please leave here. I don't welcome you right now. ”

Archmage Romans said with a straight face. His face was pale, and he completely lost the kindness and friendliness he had just had.

"It's really none of my business, but it's about the future of Lordaeron as a whole, and I don't want my allies to suffer a demoralizing blow on the battlefield in the future."

"Hmph, Quel'Thalas can not cooperate with you at any time. It's just a verbal promise. Besides, you're too wide, aren't you? ”

Romans continued to resist. His gaze was full of arrogance. In fact, working with the Alliance again was just the result of Winlessa's insistence, and many Blood Elves did not approve of it.

"Whatever you say, Archmage, I want you to face the reality and tell your people about the Outlands. The Blood Elves who remain in Quel'Thalas may well be the race's last hope. And your prince has long since taken refuge in Illidan. Who is Illidan? Servants of the Devil ......"

Ares said. Romans' expression could be seen distorted with anger, and at the same time, a hint of surprise could not be concealed from his eyes.

"How do you know that?"

After his anger, Romans finally calmed down, and he was now more curious about how Ares knew about the Far Away Lands than he was angry about. No human passes through the portal.

"Your eyes, Lord Magister."

Staring at Romans, Ares continued

"Your eyes glow green, this is the manifestation of the intake of demonic energy, maybe you have long since stopped taking energy from demons, but this is the aftermath. You can't eliminate. ”

Ares' words filled the archmage's face with surprise. What even the blood elves can't perceive, a human is keenly aware of.

"Well, even if you knew, what then? Can you speak ill of their prince to all my people? Who will believe your word? Besides, wouldn't it be good to keep the remaining blood elves alive a glimmer of hope? Do you know why they are working so hard now, so confident in life? Because they firmly believe that their prince will one day come and lead them to a better new life. This was Quel'Thalas' last insistence. Are you going to break that hope? ”

Romans asked, standing up. His expression was generous and righteous. However, in Ares's opinion, this is not the case.

"This is a false lie, and one day, the lie will be exposed, and at that time, people will be surprised to find that the belief they have held on to for many years is just an ethereal dream, and they have been deceived all along! Do you think your people will feel better then? Long pain is better than short pain, Grand Magister, reality is cruel, and we all have to be brave to face it. ”

Silent...... After Ares finished speaking, Romans suddenly fell silent. He was still staring at the human knight in front of him with an unfriendly gaze. But at the same time, he also knows that this guy's words do have some truth and it is a painful thing to be deceived, and to be deceived indefinitely until one day the lie is exposed, it is even more painful and infuriating.

……

It was already evening when she came out of the Magister's room, and Valeera was wandering the streets outside, the scenery was still so beautiful, full of birds and flowers and childhood memories. If it weren't for the shocking death marks outside the city, no one would have believed that there had been a terrible massacre here. Ninety percent of the High Elves were slaughtered in that battle. Valera stared at an old locust tree in front of her, perhaps reminiscing about her childhood. Ares didn't call her, just watched from afar, allowing this girl from a rough background to immerse herself in her own world, she hadn't enjoyed such a quiet time for too long......

……

"Ares, my brother, I know you can't believe it, but that's just the way it is, the demons have reappeared on our land, the land of the damned, the dark gates have been reopened, blame my carelessness and carelessness, didn't send reinforcements in time, and now, the Watch Fort is besieged by the armies of demons and evil orcs. This is a terrible catastrophe, even more terrible than the threat of the undead of a natural disaster. The Burning Legion has always been the number one enemy of this world. Luckily, the portal hasn't been fully opened yet. I'm writing to tell you that we have to do a thorough discussion about how to fight the Burning Legion for you and Ronin to come down and talk about how to fight the Burning Legion. The location is at Ironforge. On the 5th of next month, when you receive this letter, I'm already on my way there, and you can ask the mage to teleport you to Ironforge and we'll see you next month. ”

Just as Ares' visit to Quel'Salas was coming to an end, an urgent letter suddenly arrived from the far south. The moment you open the letter, a line of clear and neat text comes into view. The content of the letter was the last thing Ares wanted to see. Nima's Dark Gate was still opened, a few months ago, to be exact, but the lag in the news, coupled with Varian's internal affairs in Stormwind, did not take time to deal with the reinforcements of the Watchtower, which led to the current situation. And the purpose of the general meeting of the alliance is only one, to discuss how to gather all the forces of the eastern continent to fight against the demon advance army. More importantly, how to close the portal......

The sudden news forced Ares to say goodbye to Winlesa and Quel'Salas in advance. However, before leaving, Winlessa offered to go south with Lordaeron's representatives.

"It's not just for the Alliance, it's for all of Azeroth."

She only said such a short sentence, but it warmed Ares's heart. The hatred between elves and demons for tens of thousands of years, as long as the Burning Legion appears, whether it is a high elf or a night elf, it is impossible to really stand idly by. Of course, as Wenlesa said, they are no longer part of the alliance and are just participating in this meeting as allies.

A week later, representatives from all factions on the eastern continent of Azeroth gathered at Ironforge. In the Great Hall of the Rotunda Hall, King Varian and Grand Duke Berval from Stormwind sat to the left of the Dwarven King Magni, dressed in the Alliance's traditional blue background white armor. Wearing silver-white armor, Ares sat on Magni's right side on behalf of the Lordaeron Knights. Beside Ares was Dalaran Shi Ronin, who was wearing a purple robe, with a serious and calm face. Wen Lesa sat further to the right, next to her husband, Ronin, seemingly discussing something. Jean sat next to Varian, and seemed to have found common ground with Varian. Surprisingly, the Hammer Dwarves, who had never been concerned about the world, also arrived, and although their relationship with Ironforge was not as good as before, the invitation of Varian and Ronin, coupled with the invasion of the Burning Legion, made the Hammer Clan finally take the first step towards a foreign alliance since the Second Orc War.