After the Viper Temple was breached and Vaskey fell, Ares bid farewell to the Cenarion Expeditionary Force and traveled to the southern city of Shattrath with Sylvanas and the Hammer Dwarves to join the Alliance forces.

Harnessing the griffons, the huge mushroom forests of the Zangar Swamp were gradually left behind. Then comes another magical forest, the Teroka Forest.

In the evening, the weary griffons landed in a clearing in the forest, and Ares and the Windrangers, as well as the Hammer Dwarves, began to search for places to sleep in the open, as well as deep into the forest in search of food and water.

Like the giant mushroom groves of the Zangar Marsh, the forests here are also full of mystery and dreams, with a faint blue light falling overhead, and countless small luminous objects like dandelion seeds floating in the trees, rising and falling, dotting the entire forest like a dreamland. Under some large trees, there are large luminescent crystals, which seem to be parasitic on the trees, greedily sucking the energy in the roots of the trees. Emitting a soft white light, the entire forest is lit up even at night.

Stepping on the soft fallen leaves, Ares and the Windranger made their way quickly. The breeze swept across her face, and some glowing dust fell on Sylvanas's hair, and the light flew with her long hair, and they stepped across the shallow stream, splashing with a chill that wet Windranger's ankles and Ares' boots. The picture of all this is so beautiful, both Ares and Sylvanas have an illusion in their hearts at this moment, as if they have returned to Quel'Salas again, to the Forest of Eternal Song, to the beautiful forest that is like spring all year round, and is shrouded in bright sunshine all year round.

"Don't move, these wild fruits may be poisonous."

After wandering through the forest for half an hour, they found a berry bush in the grass, but these berries were strangely shaped and had never been seen before in Azeroth, and Ares was about to pick one when he was stopped by Sylvanas.

She walked up to Ares, squatted down on her knees, cut off the stalk of a wild fruit with a dagger, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it carefully, then gently held the fruit, made a small incision on it with her dagger, and sprinkled a little salt on the berry incision, and in a few moments the incision of the fruit slowly turned black and gave off a sour smell.

"Poisonous?"

Ares asked curiously. Although he has been in Azeroth for so many years, Ares has also accumulated a lot of experience in the wilderness, but compared to Sylvanas. As far as the Windranger is concerned, his little experience in the wild is only scratching the surface.

"Yes, non-poisonous berries generally have a fresh aroma and do not have a strange taste. In addition, the color of the surface of the incision generally does not change after the cut of the fresh fruit that is not poisonous and sprinkled with salt, but these berries in front of us obviously have an unusual taste, and more importantly, I have just done an experiment, and its incision will change color, and it will change color sharply, which proves that it is very toxic. ”

Squatting beside Ares, Sylvanas patiently explained.

"Okay, let's look somewhere else."

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After a few minutes, they came to a small river, which was much more gentle than the stream they had just passed, presumably a forest river formed by the confluence of countless small streams upstream.

"Let's catch some fish here, we can't go back empty-handed, I don't want to see those dwarves screaming."

Standing by the river, Ares said half-jokingly.

Sylvanas apparently didn't have a problem with that, she nodded, and began to look for branches that could be used as fishing rods.

After more than three months of spending time together in the Outlands, Sylvanas had become accustomed to Ares by his side. As long as opinions are not too different, Windrangers generally do not oppose Ares. In Sylvanas's heart, he always felt that he owed a debt to the paladin in front of him. Ares risked his life to save himself from the army of the undead, while he held an arrow to his chest...... This friendship Sylvanas has always been hidden in his heart, but he doesn't show it on weekdays.

The breeze was blowing on the faces of the two people, cool, it was already winter in Azeroth, and here, it was still early autumn. A cool breeze swept away the tiredness of the day, and in the comfortable temperature and quiet environment, Sylvanas gradually became a little sleepy.

She held the makeshift fishing rod and fell asleep and snoozed.

"You can't do this, you can't catch a fish like this, and you'll scare my fish away. You look at your fishing rod. ”

Sitting next to Sylvanas, Ares joked. Sylvanas sobered up for a moment, and saw the fishing rod in his hand dangling from his own nap, and he couldn't help but blush in embarrassment.

But after a few minutes, she fell asleep again.

The breeze blows through the trees, rolling up the leaves and making a subtle rustling sound like a lullaby. Gradually, Windranger couldn't hold it anymore, leaned on Ares, and fell asleep......

At this moment, Ares was a little at a loss. I already have Valeera, and it seems that I shouldn't have such intimate movements with other women. However, it didn't seem good to wake up Queen Xi at this time, she was tired all day, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with leaning on her shoulder and sleeping for a while......

Sylvanas fell asleep on Ares' shoulder with peace of mind, the girlish faint body fragrance made Ares a little uneasy, and a few strands of hair fell on her face, blown up and down by the breeze, looking a little beautiful and pure.

At the same time, Sylvanas leaned on Ares's shoulder, the ranger's cuirass was not completely tight, but a somewhat low-cut one, and through the gap between the cuirass and the skin, Ares could even see the red cherries on the top of Sylvanas's two snowy mountains.

But Sylvanas, who was asleep, was unaware, and in her even breathing, the peaks on her chest rose and fell slightly, and she leaned on Ares's shoulder, and her big white legs even leaned on Ares' legs...... The slender waist is also a little white because of the folded leather armor.

How can a normal man hold such a picture?

But Ares knew he couldn't do that...... He is not a beast, and "sneaking up" Queen Xi at this time will only burn all the goodwill and trust that Sylvanas had in him. In addition, Valera is still recuperating from her injuries in Stormwind City, and if she really attacks Sylvanas, it is unreasonable to say it...... But he is also a man, a normal man, Sylvanas is beside him, so tempting...... In a moment of hesitation, Ares put his hand around Sylvanas's waist and soothed her for a good night's sleep...... There's still a long way to go......