Chapter 1: Letter from Quel'Salas

"Windranger, your proposal is dangerous. Have you forgotten? Five years ago, Prince Kael'thas led our people to join the Alliance and fight alongside the Alliance, and we killed countless undead and scourge soldiers in Lordaeron, and how did that human general, Garithar, treat us? He has repeatedly harassed Prince Kael'thas and sent us on the most dangerous missions each time, while his men hide behind and watch the excitement. Again and again, until Prince Kael'thas was cornered and cornered, and it was Naga's help that saved the Blood Elves from extinction. And then, what did that bastard of Garissus say? Without evidence, he directly convicted Prince Kael'thas of colluding with Naga and betraying the alliance! ”

Silvermoon City, Silvermoon Council. When Winlessa learns that Ares is returning to the north and rebuilding Lordaeron, she proposes an alliance with Ares. However, as soon as this proposal was put forward, it was opposed by the majority. Especially the blood elves who had followed Prince Kael'thas had seen how the Alliance had treated them five years ago, so when Winlessa proposed to unite with Ares, many people stood up and expressed their disgust, for them, Ares was the representative of the Alliance, and the army of Stormwind had reached the city of Lordaeron. The blue battle banner made the blood elves feel sick when they saw it.

"Yes, I know, I know what you're talking about, that bastard of Garitharth, he almost killed our prince, the blood elves. But what I'm trying to say is that we can't judge all by the actions of one person. Gallisus is a jerk, but that doesn't mean everyone in the league is a jerk. As far as I know, at the time of Garissus' series of directives, there were people within the alliance who were skeptical and dissatisfied. But they did not have enough power to change the order. ”

In the face of many people's dissatisfaction and doubts, Wen Lesa patiently explained.

"So you mean Ares isn't like that either?"

"Yes."

"How?"

The Blood Elf warrior Prindens stood up and asked.

"Remember the Battle of Quel'Thalas? Ares is the only human on Lordaeron's side to voluntarily join the fray. How many undead has he helped us withstand? I even rescued my sister, Sylvanas, in the end. Also, look at what he's done over the years. Slay the demon Banazal, resist the Scourge Legion, cross the ocean to the west, unite various forces to fight the Angela Zerg, kill the ancient evil god Cthun, rescue Stormwind King Varian, and help the Stormwind Kingdom get rid of the black dragon Onexia. Isn't this enough to prove his character? You can see that there is one thing in this that he is doing for himself and not for others? Even, in the continent of Karimdo, in order to defeat the Zerg, he united the tribes. This shows that there is no racist concept in his heart, unlike Gallisus we met before. ”

In the face of everyone's doubts, Wen Lesa said unhurriedly. And her words are indeed convincing, almost all of them are based on facts, without a little high-mindedness, and do not talk about the pompous ideas of so-called glory and freedom. Rather, it enumerated the bits and pieces of what the man on the side of the alliance did.

The crowd fell silent. They quietly pondered Wenlesa's words, and looked at Ares in their hearts.

"Brothers, sisters, I don't mean to join the alliance again. It's about an alliance with Ares, what does Lordaeron have? Nothing. Why did Ares come back? There is only one purpose - to unite all forces against the Scourge Legion. What reason do we have to doubt such a fearless man? ”

"This time, we will cooperate with Ares as a neutral, we will fight alongside him, but we will no longer listen to any orders from the side of the alliance. If you still believe in me, I assure you that I'm Winlesa. The Windrangers will always have the interests of Quel'Thalas first. ”

Seeing that everyone was not reacting, Wen Lesa stood up and continued to speak impassionedly. She clenched her hands into a fist, her slender and powerful arms pressed against her chest, swearing the Blood Elf's determination to be independent and self-reliant.

It can be seen that some people in the council have begun to waver, and it is true that the threat of the Scourge is still there, and they need help.

"Come to your senses, brothers, sisters, no one will come to our aid, and Ares may be the only one who dares to return to the north. Are we going to join the tribe? Orcs and trolls almost ruined our homeland, how many of our compatriots did they slaughter? Such a group of beasts, do you want to join them? ”

Standing on the floor in the middle of the council, Winlessa clenched her fists and shouted. The kingdom was not supposed to be her turn to lead, but with the death of King Anas, the distant departure of Prince Kael'thas, and the uncertainty of her two older sisters, Aurelia and Sylvanas, Winlesa took on the responsibility. She knew that at this time, even if no one in the world supported her, her husband Luo Ning would definitely support her. But Ronin is a mage of Dalaran, he is a human, not an elf...... Their own people will not listen to a human dictating their internal affairs.

Fortunately, in the end, someone stood up and supported her proposal.

Winlessa turned to look at her own subordinate, who had also been her sister Sylvanas's subordinate, Lothmar. Theron.

"I agree with Winlessa's statement that, as far as I know, Ares had the opportunity to hold a key position in Stormwind and enjoy a comfortable life in Stormwind, but he didn't, and personally led the refugees north to rebuild Lordaeron on the ruins. Such a person is by no means a selfish and despicable person. ”

Lotherma said with her head held high. With that, he nodded at Winlessa.

"I'm in favor of it too."

Immediately after, another elven ranger stood up and spoke.

More and more parliamentarians raised their noble hands in approval.

Looking at the gestures of support from all the audience, Wen Leisa's heart felt warm. Finally, her leadership was recognized by most of the blood elves.

……

Two days later, Ranger Lotherma. Theron took Winlessa's handwritten letter and set out from Silvermoon City to the Tifaris Glade, and Winlessa told him to hand over the letter to Ares. A fresh breeze blew in the forest of Yongge, and Winresa's long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and she remembered her sister, and remembered what Sylvanas had said to her before she left for the Outlandsβ€”"Ares is not a wicked man, and she blames him for it." ”