After seeing his back disappear, I sighed and left here without any spirit, returning to my camp alone to face an indisputable reality--- who should stay and witness that fate together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No one but me may know what it means to stay, but I know very well that this is tantamount to a death sentence, but there will still be some people who will have to accept the reality. Yes, this is a betrayal to those who may stay with me, or I should tell everyone this reality tomorrow, but I am afraid that no one will want to stay then, after all, most soldiers are not afraid of sacrifice, but to know that they will definitely become puppets, then I doubt that there are still people who are willing.

This reminds me of the time when Tulayan went on an expedition, as if history was repeating itself again, and even more tragic, because unlike Tulayan, I already knew the outcome, and more importantly, their sacrifice could be exchanged for glory, and our purpose this time

It's to buy as much time as possible, if we end up being crushed by the undead and become a puppet, and then do something extreme, or maybe we don't have enough time to get our troops to the main city. It would be good to believe that no one will remember our glory or even regret us.

As I thought as I went, I suddenly noticed a tall shadow shining in the moonlight ahead, and I saw something about it, and just as I looked up with expectant eyes, I finally saw that caring look on her face again.

Maybe she had just secretly overheard my conversation with Medivan, which is why she looked like this, and she couldn't help but smile a little knowingly in her depressed mood, yes, it at least means that I can at least exchange some emotions with her tonight. Of course, the premise is not to quarrel.

"Did you hear it all?"

I asked, cheering up, and Sylvanas stared at me with her fluorescent eyes. Obviously I can't deceive her about my current state with such a smile, or maybe she just cares about what we just talked about....

"Arthas, you seem to have talked about something very serious—" She instinctively approached me as she had done before, but she seemed to recognize at once that there was a gap between us, so she only took a step closer to me, and continued her questioning in the tone of an ordinary acquaintance, "Can you tell me what happened?" ”

"I talked to the mage about how to save our Alliance....and Quel'Thalas" and watching her listen attentively, this may be the best chance to save our feelings, or perhaps the last chance. It's better to tell her all the reasons for everything at this time. But I didn't expect that when I talked about her country, I was sneered at by him...

"Don't laugh at us Quel'Salas, Arthas! Do you know why that Jindi is so worried? he's clearly targeting us elves, and he's sure he's thinking it's because we've misused the sunwell to get the devil. ”

"How can you imagine him like that, we've never had such an understanding?" I frowned and denied at first, indeed I had a hunch that we might start arguing again, but gradually I realized in Sylvanas's affirmative eyes that there were some things I didn't know, and maybe many people were worried about Winlessa's relationship with us, so no one told me that the relationship between the elves and us was very delicate now.

I still don't intend to admit this reality, but at this moment Sylvanas has given a good reason to confirm the current contradiction between our two races.

"Hmph, Kael'thas didn't plan to support you in your fight against the plague in Stratholme when the plague broke out of yours, and he didn't even let Dalaran come to his aid, so there were only your Lordaeron mages on the team. ”

"Yet, you're still leading your troops—" I murmured as I tried not to fire at her, but her tone intensified, perhaps not what she meant, but the subject made me think so.

"Yes, I'm here. But there is probably no elf other than us who will have a crush on you humans, and I believe we would like you to fight like this... Arthas, don't you understand, our race has become completely distrustful, and many of you would even think that we Quel'Salas are Gilneth's accomplices. ”

"Why do you think that, you think we see you as a spy, and can you sense that they are racially biased when they are charging!?"

"If there were, I would have left with my troops long ago. ”

Sylvanas said this, and there was some wetness in her eyes, I saw what I realized about it, yes, it was that she had led these rangers into our midst, and it was considered a disobedience to the orders of the superiors......I don't know how strict the military law among the elves was, but I can be sure that even if we returned victorious, I believe that she would be punished, or worse, and if there were things that were worth it, it was because she must have some sustenance here.

"I see. "I think she's fighting with us for my safety, and while that's probably not the whole story, it's certainly a part.

I thought so, and made a gesture of intent to get close to her, but when she sensed my intentions, she immediately opened my outstretched hand, and I saw that she was still stubborn, but it was nothing to me, for I could sense that she had wavered, and I continued to try to persuade her.

"Everything I do, including the orcs I have kept from you, is all about preparing to fight the demon and his Burning Legion. At this, she smiled, and I took it for granted that she was concerned about some of the orcs' history. "Orcs are also victims of demons, and now that they have regained their true nature, please don't look at them in the same way as before. ”

"I already knew that, and you don't have to explain their history at all. ”

"You know the orcs they've changed, so—" I asked urgently, but it quickly stopped abruptly, yes, I was going to go on and say, 'Why break with me like this?' But I quickly realized that this was not the root cause, so I changed my approach and asked him rhetorically. "What are you still questioning. ”

"Arthas!" Sylvanas scolded, and this sentence completely woke me up. But I don't seem to have to go on with that.

"Well, if I didn't trust you, I'll tell you all now. The Burning Legion isn't for you to scare Winresa!—they really existed—" I remember Winlessa seemed to have mentioned that she herself had been intimidated by other elves in this way, and I said this just to raise my tone. "About 10,000 years ago, your ancestors fought against them and united the races to drive them out of this world..."I shook my head, it was a bit far-fetched to say that, although the High Elves led by Darth Rema at the end did defect to the demons at the last moment, but it was indeed the world they brought the demons into. "I believe that as long as the seniors who are over 10,000 years old are all witnesses at that time. ”

"What you want to say about that history. ”

"Sylvanas, don't question me. Think of us all the way from Stratholme, do you still think that the twisted creatures you've seen are from our world!" I watched as she continued to squint at me, and tried to take advantage of the opportunity to salvage something. "If they were just rumors, then we wouldn't be like this, and Crassus the Red Dragon wouldn't do everything in his power to help me, our world is already at a crossroads of fate. ”

"Then Ronin and they already knew, and you only told me now. ”

"I didn't expect it to be so sudden and uncontrollable, I wanted to finish it before you knew it...", I argued, and the result was a deeper ridicule from her, and yes I was still defending myself, though I didn't realize it was at the time.

"But you've failed!" Sylvanas was not sympathetic to me at the moment, but looked at me mocking my failure. Seems to enjoy my incompetence. My eyes darkened again, as if I felt that the beautiful knowledge I had just had of her was completely self-absorbed and narcissistic.

Once again, I felt a sense of helplessness, and the superfluity of what I was doing now, and the anger in my heart clouded me that yes, I was no longer trying to redeem things that would not have meant anything, it was better to have something real.

"It's true that I've failed, and I can only do my best to make up for it, and I hope that the next time I see you, you won't be remembering me and those memories of the past. ”

"Arthas!"

"I'm serious, I'm sure you'll understand what I'm saying then, and I remember you saying that if we become enemies, if I step into your well with an army one day, you must shoot me at the first opportunity..."

"If you dare to attack our Quel'Thalas, I'll take your life now. ”

With that, he picked up her dagger again, and prepared to assassinate me, but I didn't care about it and grabbed her by the collar and rebuked her unabashedly, and our relationship escalated again.

"You idiot, I'm not an undead yet!"

"Do you want to be that disgusting thing, idiot! If you want to throw yourself into the devil, then you don't want to drag people down!"

"I'm not going to drag anyone down, I'm just going to take some power that can attract the attention of the enemy, you take care, but I still remind you, if you pick up a dagger or a bow and arrow against me next time, please be decisive. I looked at the useless weapon in her hand and turned away with my eyes closed, and when the tears fell silently, I didn't expect anything more. Yes, if I really hope that she can live better, or survive, maybe it is a good choice for me to have a complete fight with her now, so that she can return to our continent with peace of mind, otherwise she may be sent to death with me.

I sighed deeply and thought that although she would despair for a while, if this could be exchanged for her hatred, perhaps it would be able to bring me back my relief.....

I walked like this, and when I had gone a short distance I heard her crying, but even so I resolutely did not look back, but when I reached the camp I saw Nathanos, and told him to go there to look after his general, and then I went back to the bed in the tent, and thought nothing more until I was awakened by a nightmare the next morning.