Perhaps this is how the most primitive trade was born, you have what I don't have, and I have what you need, so the two sides hit it off, the dwarves sent a lot of weapons and equipment to Shattrath City, and Shattrath sent gold and crystals to Ironforge, which were scarce resources in Azeroth, but not so scarce in the Outlands. At least around the city of Shattrath, there are such resources. And the quality of the crystals in the Outlands is significantly better than that of Azeroth.

Although the common goal is to fight the Burning Legion, no one will show absolute selflessness in war, which is the common denominator of humans, orcs, dwarves, elves, and other races. There was nothing wrong with it, but Ares cleverly covered up something that couldn't be brought to the table.

So much so that after this big deal was negotiated, even Varian was a little jealous in his heart. But everyone didn't show it in their hearts, because the most important thing at the moment was to fight against Illidan and close all the portals in the Outlands.

It was only after a series of events that Ares and Sylvanas began to take a closer look at the city, and, introduced by Khadgar, Sylvanas met Arator, the son of Tulayan. That is, his own nephew.

And like Sylvanas and Winresa, Aratore's greatest wish at the moment is not to be the leader of an army or to become a hero admired by all, but to find his parents.

"Two years ago, I heard that a caravan passing through the Teroka Forest was attacked by the Orcs, and just as they were in despair, a paladin in silver-white armor rushed out of the woods, shouted Holy Light, and single-handedly killed a dozen orcs and saved the caravan, and I think that person may be my father."

Sitting in front of Sylvanas and Winresa, Arator talked about the events he had experienced during his years of wandering in the Outlands. Although he tried his best to show his mature side, Ares could tell that in front of Sylvanas and Winlessa, they were just treating their nephew as a child. At the age of early twenties, he may already be a young man in the human world, but in the elf world, twenty years are just a white horse, fleeting. Although Arator has matured in stature and face, in the eyes of Sylvanas and Wenlesa, he has experienced too little.

"Defeating a dozen orcs by one person is indeed powerful, and it is not something that ordinary humans can do. But Aratore, you must know that your father is not alone in this world with such abilities. ”

Sitting in front of his nephew, Sylvanas said with concern. She cared for the young elf like a child. A half-elf, to be exact. Arator is the child of Tulayan and Aurelia, a half-breed. A hybrid of human and elven blood. But that didn't stop Sylvanas and Winlesa from caring for him. It's a kind of care out of affection. It was also here that Ares saw the gentle and considerate side of the two Windranger sisters, who used to give the impression of being cold and cold in front of outsiders.

"Probably a lot, but what I heard from the merchant was that the paladin's face was covered with scar marks, and he looked deep and vicissitudes, and at the same time, the merchant told me that he was sturdy, firm in his faith, and carried a two-handed heavy sword of one man high on his back. These are similar to my father's characteristics. I was almost certain that he was my father, but I searched all over the Teroka Forest and couldn't find him. ”

After Arator finished speaking, his mood became depressed again. Wen Leisa, who was on the side, gently put her hand on his shoulder and comforted—"We are all looking for him." And your mother. ”

Ares noticed that when Winresa said the word "mother", there was a clear look of displeasure on Aratore's face.

"I'd rather I only had my father."

Arator returned dissatisfied. He didn't push Wiensa's hand away, but the words surprised Sylvanas and Winlessa, even shocked.

"Why?"

Sylvanas asked, even a hint of displeasure and anger in her tone. Isn't his sister Aurelia bad? Do half-breeds forget their roots? Although she didn't say it, the look on Sylvanas's face already showed her displeasure with her nephew's words.

"When I was a child, my mother never really cared about me, she was always condescending, arrogant, cold, and I could hardly find other words to describe her. In short, I don't feel love from her. In my memory, she never even hugged me once, never kissed me on the cheek. ”

Sylvanas knew what her nephew was referring to maternal love. But why is this happening? Her sister Aurelia shouldn't be like that.

"Maybe she wants to train you and train you to be an independent and responsible warrior."

Wen Lesa said comfortingly.

"A warrior needs to have feelings, and an emotionless warrior is just a killing machine."

Arator returned dissatisfied.

……

Teroka Forest, Fortress of Aurelia.

It is a fortress named after the Windranger, although the owner of the fortress, Aurelia . The Windranger is long gone, but the guards of the fortress are still diligently guarding the fortress from the invasion of the evil creatures of the continent. At the same time, it monitors all threats coming from the direction of Shadowmoon Valley. A few days ago, a group of demon guards attacked the fortress, but without success, after defending the fortress, a demon hunting team of High Elf rangers and human paladins set out from the fortress, their goal was clear, to find the lair of the demon guards. Closing that could have been a small teleportation rift.

During the night, the High Elf Ranger Captain found the demon's lair in the Teroka Forest, close to Shadowmoon Valley. Thanks to the illumination of the strange glowing plants that bloom in the night of the Teroka Forest, the human knights and elven rangers soon approach the lair. Here, however, they encounter a fierce rival, the Demon Hunter of Illidan.

Obviously, the purpose of both sides is the same, to hunt down the demon guards who are hiding in the caves. It's just that the Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other, and in front of the demon's lair, two teams with completely different beliefs and philosophies start a fight......

As a result, the cunning Demon Guards and Cerberus took the opportunity to escape, and it was not until the demon's figure disappeared into the night that the High Elf Ranger and the Night Elf Demon Hunter suddenly realized that they had stopped the fight at hand, but when they searched again, the demon's trace was no longer to be found......