"No, no, no......"

"Nightmares again?"

At night, the soft moonlight poured into the house, and when Ares woke up sweaty, Sylvanas was sitting beside him, looking concerned. This concern has risen beyond ordinary friendships to relations of racial interest. Ares is now the embodiment of the Sunwell. In the final battle, Avena poured all her energy into Ares, and at this moment, Ares became the sustenance of the all-blood elves.

He lives in the best and most luxurious palace in Silvermoon City, guarded by Sylvanas and Winlesa in turn, on the periphery, the best mages of Quel'Salas patrol and guard, and on the periphery, there are rangers and heavily armed guards in Silvermoon City, with three layers inside and three layers outside, just to protect this "national treasure". Even the members of the Knights were confused, the current Ares, is it theirs, or is it these elves?

"Well, nightmares, terrible nightmares. I see the demons in the void again, they seem to see me, they seem to be staring at me wherever I am. The power of the sunwell is terrifying, Sylvanas, you know? I don't feel anything but pain right now. If I want, I can stretch out a finger and let the whole palace collapse and destroy, and if I want, the ground under my feet can be torn apart in an instant. But, Sylvanas, you know what? The price of having this power ......"

Sitting at the head of the bed, Ares said heavily.

"A heavy price? ……”

The Windranger gave a curious look. It is better for the power of the sunwell to fall into the hands of Ares than to fall into the hands of others. Although it is better to fall on the blood elves, since there is none, it is much safer for Ares to bear it.

"Well, a heavy price. Ever since Avena poured that power into me, I've been feeling high almost all the time. Tireless. I couldn't sleep, up to two hours a day...... It's painful, it's not a normal life. Also, I often hallucinate in front of my eyes, footage of hundreds of thousands of years of Azeroth often flashes before my eyes, and Anvina, who seems to be alive, living in my dreams, living in front of my eyes. I can hear her voice often, even when no one is around, sometimes when I close my eyes, I can see her face and figure. Sylvanas, I assure you that I don't have any thoughts about her, but her shadow always lingers in front of me. Anvina, she seems to be one with the sunwell. ”

Ares said sadly and melancholy. Sylvanas gently stretched out her right hand and took the back of Ares' hand. She sat on the edge of her bed and listened like a listener. The current Ares, for Sylvanas, is not just a friend, but also a comrade-in-arms. Even many blood elves are still worried about the limited lifespan of humans, and in a few years, if Ares hangs, will the power of the solar well be wiped out?

It's selfish, but that's the reality. A human being, no elf would care so much about his lifespan, if it weren't for the fact that he carries the hope and source of strength of the blood elves.

……

"How's he doing?"

After coming out of the palace bedroom, Archmage Roman and his party surrounded Sylvanas, anxiously asking about the situation inside. Everyone knows what Ares means to the Blood Elves now.

"It's not very good, I just fell asleep, but I guess I will wake up again in a short time. He was struggling to control the power of the sunwell within himself. ”

Sylvanas said gloomily.

"He can't control that power."

"Yes, the sunwell is ours."

As soon as Sylvanas finished speaking, several elven elders of Quel'Thalas began to talk. The meaning is clear.

"Sylvanas, have you spoken to him? Does Ares have any plans to travel to Lordaeron next? ”

Archmage Romans asked.

"Not yet. He's in a bad situation. The afterimage of Anvina still echoes in his mind from time to time. ”

Sylvanas replied fifteen-ten.

"It's just not for the time being, one day he's going to go back, and Lordaeron is where his foundation lies."

Several elven elders said.

"Yes, by that time, the Blood Elves will surely fall into chaos and confusion again."

The Elven Elder sighed.

"What do you mean?"

Sylvanas didn't like to be in this kind of conversation, but she asked pretending not to know.

"Ares must stay."

Romans said coldly.

"The power of the Sun Well in his body is a source of hope and energy for our people, and Ares must not be allowed to leave Silvermoon City."

Romans continued. The surrounding elven elders also nodded. Sylvanaston realized that she and Winlessa were taking care of Ares inside, and these elven elders and Romans had already discussed their own countermeasures outside.

For the sake of the continuation of the race, this is understandable. But Sylvanas knew that with Ares' character, he would never stay in Quel'Thalas for the rest of his life. Lordaeron needs him too, and the Knights of the Silver Hand need him. Ares' men were stationed outside the Great Hall, waiting for their High Lord to return to Lordaeron. Risking to forcibly leave Ares behind will inevitably cause a fierce conflict between the two sides. At the same time, as long as Ares wanted to go, the blood elves had no way to take him. The power of the sunwell is not an ordinary power......

"I'm afraid it's going to be difficult, and once the Scourge spirits continue to wreak havoc on Lordaeron, Ares will inevitably go back again. We can keep him for the time being, but if he has to go back, we can't stop him. ”

Standing in the middle of several elders, Sylvanas said calmly.

She looked unsettled, but in fact she was nervous. On the one hand, it was in the interests of the race, and on the other hand, Sylvanas knew that it was wrong for his own people to do so. Once the conflict erupts, without the arrival of the Scourge, Lordaeron and Silvermoon City will once again be bloodied.

"That's what we're worried about. In fact, these days, I have been discussing this with several elders. The initial plan was for us to work together to create a vessel that could absorb the power of the Sunwell, and if Ares agreed, we could transfer the power of the Sunwell from Ares' body to this container. You're not saying that Ares is also suffering from the power of the Sunwell, I think he'll be willing to do so if we explain the situation to him. ”

Magister Romans said quietly.

"You mean, reinventing a sunwell?"

Sylvanas reacted quickly. Got to the point right at once.

"Well, that's pretty much it. But the power of the sunwell is so powerful, and we have not yet found this container, or this place where it can be carried. ”

Romans said, staring at Sylvanas.