Mochi dragged his tired body and opened the door with great dissatisfaction.

It's Anvina.

"Mr. Mochi, I can't sleep and want to blow the wind outside, can you accompany me?"

Anvena said straight to the point.

Mo Qi sighed and reluctantly walked out of the room, bidding farewell to the warm and soft crowd in the room.

The two sat down on the edge of a platform on the third floor, and Mochi watched as Avena hung her legs on the edge of the platform, trying not to look at the ground below. After Moqi was six years old, he had never sat in such a dangerous place again, and because of his age, Moqi had almost no interest in watching the scenery while sitting here, but was worried about whether he would fall.

Avena sat comfortably, her legs rocking around on the outside of the platform, not worrying about falling down at all, let alone not having insurance or how to deal with medical bills and so on.

"Tomorrow, when we cross this forest, I'll be home."

The night wind rustled through the treetops, and when Anvina said this, it seemed that she was only stating a fact, and there was no other tone, so Mochi could only respond with an "um". Anvina's eyes were far away, and Mochi couldn't see her expression clearly, and when she looked over her gaze, Moqi couldn't see anything except a huge shadow of a tree.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Qi asked, "Aren't you happy to return to Silvermoon City?" Isn't it a good thing that you get to meet your sisters and parents, as well as friends? ”

"Is it a good thing? Happy? Anvina asked herself, "I don't know. When I was a child, I had a happy time, but later, the whole world changed, and the people around me and things became no longer gentle and beautiful, and everything began to become as sharp as a sharp blade, forcing you step by step to a place you didn't want to go, and becoming the person you hated the most. ”

Mochi thought hard for a moment, and originally wanted to organize a statement about "this is growth" to teach Avena. But looking at Avena's drooping shoulders and tired eyes, Mochi still chose to be silent.

Anvina is a smart girl, and she doesn't really need to be taught to understand the world.

At this time, Mochi only needs to be a listener and listen carefully to Avena, he doesn't need to express any opinions.

The starry sky was high, and hanging above the two of them and above the forest was a brilliant and quiet starry sky. The stars are shining, the Milky Way is gorgeous, and it has been a while since he came to this world, and Moqi has looked up at this sea of stars more than once. However, he eventually discovers that the stars only have a meaning when they are crowned above Avena's head.

Mochi sat down on the high place suddenly less fearlessly, and he mustered up the courage to take Anvina's hand. Anvina took off her hood to disguise her identity and rested her head on Mochi's shoulder.

In the quiet of the night, the chirping of forest insects is like the whisper of an ancient tree, and Mochi and Anvena enjoy the tranquility, waiting for the sun to rise and the dawn to break.

Not far away, an apprentice mage named Meredor happened to pass by and saw this scene.

He had just finished a dinner at Sutherier Manor, and he smelled of alcohol. With hazy eyes, he glanced up at the Sunny Wind Village Inn, just in time to arrive at the scene where Avena and Mochi were snuggling up to each other.

"A fish-man, hiccup—admiring the night view by another fish-man?"

When he got closer, the drunken blood elf man rubbed his eyes again, and this time he could see more clearly—both fishmen were wearing large luxurious cloaks, the male fish-man had a serious and affectionate expression, and the female fish-man had a gentle and happy expression.

They are obviously the lowest humanoid creatures, but compared to the starry sky above their heads and the towering ancient trees around them, their bodies are so small, so small that only they are the only ones who rely on each other.

Seeing this scene, Meredor not only didn't laugh at them, but even wanted to cry a little.

"Wait, what the hell am I thinking!" Meredor shook his head as hard as he could, trying to get all the fish-man whimsies out of his head.

But when they opened their eyes, the fish-man couple was still sitting on a high place very affectionately.

"Looks like I've really drunk too much." The Meredor man buried his face in his palms in frustration, thinking to himself that from tomorrow onwards he would listen to his mentor Ansellohn and never drink so much again. If he hangs over like this all night, God knows what he will see next time, will the fish-men attack Silvermoon City?

Meredor quickened his pace with a wry smile, eager to get back to the Pool of Whispering now, he didn't want to see any more drunken visions of the fish-people.

I don't know how long it took for the day to finally dawn.

Anvina opened her eyes and found that she had fallen asleep at some point, and that she had fallen asleep on Mochi's shoulder. On Moqi's side, he didn't sleep all night, smiling at Anwena with two big dark circles under his eyes. It's not that Mochi doesn't want to sleep, it's that Mochi knows that if he falls asleep, both of them will have to fall off the platform.

Anwena felt very guilty, and hurriedly apologized, "It's all my fault, Mr. Moqi didn't sleep all night." Now you can go back to your room and get some sleep. ”

Mo Qi nodded, moved Fa Mu's shoulder, and was about to go back to his room to rest.

Gareth walked up the stairs, "Your Royal Highness, go downstairs to eat." We've already contacted your father in advance to explain the situation, and we'd better get to Silvermoon City before noon today. ”

Hearing this break, the tired Mochi almost collapsed.

So after everyone hurriedly finished breakfast, they rode on the dragon eagle and continued to march towards Silvermoon City.

"Mr. Mochi, you can wake me up last night, and then we'll go back to our rooms to rest." Anvina, behind the saddle, whispered.

"Huh? Is there still such an operation? Why didn't I think of it? Hearing Avena's words, Mochi was super regretful. It is said that a woman in love has a low IQ, and now it seems that the IQ of a fishman in love is not much higher.

It's just that the atmosphere last night was so good, and Moqi really couldn't bear to spoil that atmosphere.

"That's it, Mr. Moqi, I'll control the dragon eagle, you can sleep with me." Anvena said shyly.

"Is this really possible?" Mo Qi asked with some hesitation, if he was afraid of falling off the dragon eagle, and he was even more afraid of being disgusted by Anvina because of this "too close behavior". Mo Qi didn't have a lot of emotional experience, so he couldn't tell what girls thought about this kind of intimacy. If she is disgusted by Avena because of this kind of thing, it is really worth the loss.

"It's okay. To be on the safe side, please also ask Mr. Mooch to secure his body to the saddle with a rope or something like that, and then hold me tight. Avena said thoughtfully.

It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, Anvina, a girl has said so, and it would be a little inappropriate for Mo Qi to refuse.

So after the two adjusted the seating order, Mo Qi put his arm around Anvina's waist and fell asleep, and it was not until he arrived in Silver Moon City and the dragon eagle landed that Mo Qi opened his eyes.

Silvermoon City in the sun sparkles and shines brightly, like a giant jewel set with gold and rubies.

The treasure of the Northlands, the core of the Silver Moon Alliance, lives up to its name.

The majestic Shepherd's Gate is just around the corner, and the stone walls that were originally used to defend against foreign enemies have been shaped into a large work of art by the art-loving Blood Elves to display the sculpture and painting skills of Quel'Thalas. In the Sindore style, the four towers on both sides of the door are composed of golden domes, jade-like warm towers and solid and heavy tower bases, and from top to bottom Teng carved countless rattan patterns, star patterns, bead patterns, sun patterns, flame patterns, in addition to phoenixes, dragon eagles, magic wands, orbs and other patterns, soft lines and streamlined shapes give it a restrained and elegant beauty.

The road leading to the main entrance is paved with white stone chips, and countless quartz grains shimmer in the midday sun. The giant screen in the center of the gate is carved with the image of the last ruler of the Sunstrider dynasty, Kael'thas - the Sunstrider. Although he Karthas himself had died in madness and paranoia, the five-story statue still retains the appearance of his reign as a ruler during his lifetime -

A lion-like blonde hair hung down on the violet golden robe, three balls of energy condensed with powerful magical power surrounded his head, and under his thick eyebrows were a pair of kind and melancholy eyes, full of worry about the fate of his country and people all the time.

It is this selflessness that allows Kael'thas to be destroyed in a frenzy, but his statue can still stand here.

Mooch wanted to pay a good visit to the Shepherd's Gate for a while, but the team to greet Avena had been waiting for a long time, so Moch could only withdraw his gaze and follow the others to salute the crowd that welcomed Avena back.