"Alliance? Great......"

Upon receiving the letter from Weunlesa, Ares and the others were confident in this alliance. In the north, there is no single force that can stand alone, and basically every kingdom has been destroyed and is being rebuilt. From Gilneth to Lordaeron to Laran, to Quel'Thalas, these places are all shattered, and there is no unified whole like Stormwind and Ironforge. Therefore, the more camps that can form alliances, the more favorable it will be for the establishment of a united front in the north.

It's just that the number of blood elves is scarce, and it can be said that the real blood elf race is really too rare. The population of the High Elves was already very small, after the massacre of Arthas, the forced rebellion of Garithas, and the fact that Kael'thas led a large army to the Outlands, after a series of events, the blood elves who remained in Quel'Salas would not exceed 10,000...... It's almost a small city-state. But even such a sparse population is very precious to Ares. Because Quel'Thalas, like Dalaran, never won by numbers, they had the best mage troops in all of Azeroth. Ares has seen its strategic value.

After settling in Lotherma, Ares prepared for the journey as fast as he could. It's a long way from the Tifaris Glades to Silvermoon City. Ares was eager to see Winlessa immediately, who were most likely the only pure blood elves left in Azeroth. Valilla was thrilled that she finally had the chance to return to her hometown.

As a sign of trust, Ares didn't take anyone with him, only Drum and Valeera.

By the time we passed through the poisonous plague lands and arrived in Quel'Salas, the south of the Eternal Song Forest had been completely transformed into a land of ghosts. Five years ago, everything that happened here is still in front of me. Countless elven rangers fell to the sword of the Scourge Legion, and the scenes of their struggle to resist replayed in Ares's mind. Ares even recalls the first time he came here and was saved by Sylvanas. At that time, Quel'Salas was still a paradise.

And now, even the forest is shrouded in black clouds, and all sorts of distorted creatures are hiding in the shadows, making unsettling roars and low roars. Even at night, beware of all creatures in the dark, as the sound of arthropods crawling quickly across the ground always makes it impossible to sleep peacefully.

A month later, Ares and his party arrived at the gates of Silvermoon City. Unlike what I remembered, the rebuilt Silvermoon City looked even more graceful, with a giant statue of Kael'thas standing at the main gate, and the color of the gate and city walls had been changed to red. As their prince said to them - we must remember history, and one day, we will take revenge. The red color represents the lesson of blood, which is dyed with the blood of countless Quel'Thalath elves.

Knowing in advance that Ares was coming, Winlessa had been standing at the gate for a long time. A blue ranger's breastplate sets off her proud twin peaks, there is no cover on her lower abdomen, so that her flat and white belly is exposed, a pair of large white legs are hidden under a short pleated skirt, and all below the knees are bare, the golden ratio is like the artist's Venus. Perhaps for ceremonial reasons, she coiled up her long silver-white hair to make it look more energetic. Any human being will kneel and lick and drool when they see such a peerless beauty, but Ares is not like this, he has been fully mentally prepared before coming, and he has been with the elf thieves for a long time, and he has long been accustomed to the figure and appearance of the blood elf, so when he met for the first time, he did not show a lewd appearance. This made Wen Lessa's impression of the Lordaeron knight in front of her instantly improved a lot. What's more, he also saved his sister......

"Presumably your Excellency is the paladin Ares. Mogrian, right? ”

She asked softly. The voice was nice and urbane, which reminded Ares of Sylvanas, the Windranger sister who was much gentler than her sister.

"Yes, beautiful Windranger."

Ares said, making a standard greeting. It's not like the social etiquette of a Western banquet, otherwise, Ares could take Winlesa's hand and kiss it lightly before putting it down. In fact, elven women also hate what humans do to them.

"On behalf of the Silvermoon Council, I welcome you. Come, I'll take you in. ”

Wen Lesa said politely. Her gaze glanced at the two men behind Ares, especially interested in Valeera. She couldn't understand why a human knight was followed by a female blood elf. That's her people.

"It's a lot prettier than it used to be."

Walking on the clean Silver Moon Trail, Ares looked and said. This is a way to break the silence, and Ares doesn't like such a formal welcome.

"It's a lot more deserted."

Wen Lesa looked back and said lightly.

"Sorry, ma'am, I didn't mean that......"

"It's okay, it's a fact, I wouldn't mind. You have been to Silvermoon City, and you were one of the guards before it was destroyed, and we all respect and thank you very much. ”

Wenlesa continued to speak kindly and humbly. Her attitude is very different from the attitude of the High Elves towards humans in the past, perhaps after the painful lesson, the High Elves have awakened? Or is Wen Lesa more cultured? Ares didn't know that. But I don't want to know, as someone else's wife, Ares has no illusions about her.

"Thank you for remembering me."

Ares replied with a faint smile.

Quel'Salas remembers everyone who helped her. What's more, you once saved my second sister. ”

Wenlesa turned her head and said. It's so comfortable to talk to cultured people, Ares suddenly sighed. Looking at Winlessa's back, Ares wanted to ask where Sylvanas had gone, but swallowed the words again. Anyway, it's not here, otherwise, the rebuilding of Silvermoon City will definitely not be Wen Leisa's turn to preside. Also, Valilla is by her side, and she doesn't care too much about other women. In fact, after all this, Ares felt that he was more of a feeling, a dream, for Sylvanas. He and the queen met before Quel'Salas was destroyed, and spent a brief time together, but it was only a memory. Ares has always felt that he is the most at ease until now, and the most affectionate is Gianna. If I had the chance, I would have to go back to Gianna instead of running around like this. It's just that it's very unfair to Valeera.

"Paladin, we're here."

Just as her thoughts were wandering, Winlessa suddenly stopped, and she turned to speak. Looking up, the magnificent Temple of the Sunrage was presented in front of you. The main hall was built almost on the original site. It's just that, like the city wall outside, here, all of them have been painted red, and even the Silver Moon Guards have changed into red armor like a phoenix.