(I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival~~)

"I can't believe that in my lifetime, I will still be able to fight side by side with the admiral."

Reginald said excitedly. His gloomy mood had been swept away in a matter of days, and at least there was hope, and although it was so slim, it seemed so uplifting. A seemingly hopeless voyage with the support of two League legends – Magni, King of Ironforge. Brass beard, and Admiral Dalin. Prodmoor's support.

Of course, all this is inseparable from Ares's efforts.

Although he had not yet arrived at the port of Minahir, the horn of the voyage seemed to be ringing in his ears. An exhilarating expedition.

Not only for Ares, but even more so for Reginald.

At the time of the Orc War, when Reginald was still an ordinary soldier in Stormwind, Dahlin was already a famous admiral and the monarch of Kul Tiras. This League hero in the Second Orc War made a deep impression on Reginald, who was still young at the time, and even admired and admired him.

And now, the fact that he has the strength to live and have the opportunity to go on an adventure with the admiral is simply exciting for Reginald.

Of course, the same is true for Ares. I've heard countless legends about the admiral, but I haven't seen what this guy looks like with my own eyes. Blizzard's official depiction? Oh,, there are so few descriptions that they can't compare to what it feels like when you actually see them. And is it exactly the same? The devil knows...... It's like a world that I've been fantasizing about all day long, and the heroes in it are finally having the opportunity to see them one by one, which is Ares's mood at the moment. Full of excitement, even ecstasy.

Of course, in addition to the same excitement as Reginald, there is another mood that accompanies Ares. That's the tension. The relationship between himself and Gianna, to put it bluntly, if Dai Lin agrees, Admiral Dai Lin will be his father-in-law.

Although judging from Gianna's description, Daylin was not hostile to himself and did not oppose it, however, he did not support it either...... It's been two years since Gianna first mentioned it, two full years, and the devil knows what Daelin was thinking...... This uneasy mood accompanied Ares along the way, and of course, sometimes, seeing Gianna snuggled up by her side, as docile and lovely as a little sheep, Ares made up her mind from the bottom of her heart, whether your admiral agrees or not, your daughter and I will make up her mind......

After all, from Lordaeron to Ironforge and then to the Blackstone Abyss, the experience during this period can already reflect the value of the Ash Bringer. It is almost a symbol of the leader, a symbol of the Light, and people are willing to follow it, just as the warriors of the Chapel of the Light's Wish are willing to follow Ares.

Thinking of the Chapel of Light's Wishes, Ares was overshadowed again. It's been almost two years since I left the North, and the people there don't know what happened. If it weren't for the Battle of Tyre's Hand, the Scarlet Crusaders were killed and wounded, he might have remained in the north, leading the soldiers of the Silver Dawn and the Ash Inquisitors to fight the Scourge Legion. But that battle made all hopes come to naught. He eventually became the supreme commander of the Silver Dawn, the Scarlet Crusaders, and the Ash Inquisitors, but that was not the solution. After all, their numbers are still too small. No one knows what the world will look like after the Lich King's awakening.

……

From the Burning Plains all the way to the north, the war song resounded through the camp of the expedition team night and night, and everyone's morale was high, even the war horses neighed excitedly, as if they couldn't wait to enter the new battlefield. There was hope for the future, and everyone knew where that hope came from, from Ares, from the Ashesbringer, from this young man of Lordaeron, who at first seemed inconspicuous.

And a week later, this hope came even more feverishly, and Gilneth's army came!

Jean. Greymane is here.

The old wolf is finally here.

Jean was joined by thousands of Gilnes soldiers.

At this moment, Ares almost burst into tears of emotion, the alliance is slowly forming, even if the road ahead is still very long, but no matter what, it is taking shape little by little. I am taking shape with my own efforts step by step.

They embraced like old friends, Jean's broad chest, and his old countenance, no one would have imagined that Ares and the king of Gilneth would have such a deep friendship.

Wine glasses clash, wine spilled, and plump meat was munched on. Loud cheers and wild laughter resounded through the camp, belonging to the friendship between men, even if they were not even a little apart in age.

"Goodbye to Gilnes, I thought we'd never see each other again, stinky boy."

Holding the flask, Jean said excitedly. This wild drinking revelry is the characteristic of the Gilnesians, who drink profusely and are physically strong, especially when they become werewolves. Of course, at this moment, no one knows that Gilneis's army is actually a werewolf army.

The dwarves of Ironforge and Reginald all knew Lord Jean, but no one knew what had happened in the Silverpine Forest, in Gilneis, two years ago.

Only Ares knows that this friendship can be called a friend of life and death.

"I thought I wouldn't see you anymore, old fellow. How did you know I was here? ”

Drying the dwarf cold beer in the jug, Ares asked excitedly with a burp.

And call Jean an old fellow...... Ares's performance made everyone even more puzzled, how good is the relationship between this paladin and Jean? You know, the people of Gilney have always been very autistic, and the Greymane Wall is the best witness, as the king of Gilneys, Jean is famous for his pride and autism, but now, Ares is so familiar with this old king, which really makes the dwarves confused......

It's just that the people of Gilneth know that it was Ares, this young man, who saved the kingdom of Gilne, Jean, and the people of Gilneis. Jean felt that he owed no one a favor, but Ares.

"When I woke up, I went to the Plaguelands to find your whereabouts, and later found your troops in the Chapel of Light's Wish, and I learned where you were. Damn, you left your men behind and headed south. ”

After drinking the cold beer in the pot, Jean lay on the stone with a big belly and said slowly.

"It's not abandonment, it's to find the allies. To fight against the undead of the natural calamity, the small strength of the Chapel of the Light's Wish alone is completely insufficient. So I went south to find Varian's support. ”

"Did you see Varian? Varian, I haven't seen him in years. ”

Jean continued.

"No, Varian is in some trouble, it's a long story."

Looking at the starry sky, Ares returned with a sigh.