As agreed with Khadgar, I persuaded my father to increase the material supply to the Alliance. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but I hesitate to increase military support.

Because in my understanding, if you know who is going to die before the battle starts, and only after the battle does you know who is going to die, it is definitely not the same concept.

If you encounter the former, you know that these people will die before the battle, then it will be difficult for you to give the order to send them to their deaths. Let them go, even if they are on guard, his sacrifice is inevitable, and that is no different from killing them. And the so-called war of justice is a fight for survival, which means that no matter how much you embellish you, you have still violated this righteous starting point.

And the latter is different, when you don't know in advance, if you see them sacrificed, you won't feel too guilty, because they have gained glory, the glory of dying, the greatness of dying, that is, the death deserved.

But this time, I knew that the people sent out this time would have no return.

And they can't help but send people, because the world needs their sacrifice, but who can decide who will sacrifice?

Sometimes I find that knowing the future is not necessarily a good thing for a person, because it is both a gift and a curse.

That probably shouldn't be on my mind, at least not right now. Again, because of my distraction, the dwarf knocked me down again.

"Hey, boy, how many times have I said don't get distracted on the battlefield!" Muradin yelled at me again. I also know that he doesn't just use verbal warnings against me, and soon his fists will come at me. I couldn't be clearer about his old-fashioned routine, having tasted pain countless times. So before he fell all, he found his balance in advance and jumped up. At that moment, the dwarf's fist slammed into the floor where I had fallen, and I didn't have any idea of rejoicing, but seized the opportunity, that is, at the moment when he tried to stand up straight after he threw himself into the air, I concentrated all my strength on my right foot and hooked it hard at his ankle, which had not yet stood upright. Finally, for the first time, I knocked the dwarf to the ground.

Instead of learning from the dwarves when they fell into the ground, I stretched out my right hand to Muradin and motioned to pull him up.

Uther, who was next to me, applauded me.

"Well done, kid, the timing is very good. "He kept watching me and was very pleased with my demeanor.

Muradin, who loves face, did not take my hand but stood up on his own, and gave the excuse for his failure, perhaps I think it was his excuse.

"It's just because I underestimate the enemy, and if this was on the battlefield, I would never make such a mistake. ”

Muradin's excuse is not new, and I can easily debunk it and discredit him in words.

"Didn't you say that this is the battlefield?" and perhaps I didn't know that my words would anger the dwarf, who would treat me like an orc.

"Yes, then let you see the true strength of our dwarves! "I realized then that he hadn't fought me with all his might before, maybe he was his true strength, or maybe there was more, but his fierce face told me that I had at least angered this dwarf.

I didn't have any timidity in my heart. Because I have to at least be worthy of him calling me 'warrior', at least not 'boy' for him to call me 'bart'. Maybe I'll still be bruised by him this time, but I'm not going to let him knock me to the ground any more easily.

This intense movement really made me forget that annoyance. Maybe I've figured something out of my mind. There are some things that I can't change, but I can change myself, and that's what I should do.

A few days later, we had a farewell ceremony for the League's warriors in Lordaeron, and I definitely won't miss this final parting, because it may be the last time I will see them.

Here, Uther, who had stayed behind, was hugging Tulayan, tears glistening in the corners of his eyes. I used to think that my mentor had always looked down on this young Alliance commander, but now I realize that the relationship between them is not something that I can understand as a worldly person, and they may have always been like brothers. Equally incomprehensible to me were Muradin and Kurand, the two dwarves were still testing their muscles and strength against each other, and even the griffon's mount was chirping to cheer on his master, Kurand. I even smiled undeservedly at such a picture.

That's when a familiar person walked into me. And I also noticed that he unconsciously lowered his head.

"I'm sorry I didn't give you more support as agreed. He looked at me, and his gaze made me feel guilty for only half the thing he had promised.

"I can understand, kid, you're not doing a good job..."Khadgar sighed, but he still smiled, he knew that the alliance power of the Lordaeron army without too much would drop a lot, and if he really thought I was doing the right thing, it would only mean that this mage was once again carrying the burden. "But I probably won't be able to help you in the future. Khadgar shook his head and placed his right hand on my shoulder, and he let out a long sigh. It seems to be lamenting the insignificance of manpower. and himself being ruthlessly manipulated by fate.

I can't help but sigh that he was originally a young man who was not much older than me, but he had taken on too heavy a mission so early. This originally energetic face like Tulayan has completely turned into another old look.

I looked at his old body again, but his originally smooth skin had a little dark spots, except for the eyes of the accident, you would not notice any difference between him and an old man. Maybe it wasn't for staying in that world, and this mage wouldn't have too much time to do.

If Tula Young is a tragedy, Khadgar is even more tragic than him, after all, the paladin finally got a beautiful woman with the help of Khadgar, and he himself was doomed to loneliness just as much as his mentor Medivan. Or be as lonely as a Death Knight.

Maybe I should leave something for him as a memento to motivate me and make me endure loneliness. And it was at this time that I found the ring on his hand.

"Can you give me this ring as a souvenir?"

"Probably not, I'm going to communicate with the rest of the world through this ring..... but if I complete my mission, I'll give it to you. ”

"When you come back?"

"Yes, when I return. So Khadgar turned and left to accompany another key person, Antonio, the leader of Kenrito, after all, there would definitely be more topics to talk about when they had such a big white beard....

The scene of mutual send-off did not last long. With Tulajan's order, they set out on their journey again. And once again I saw these warriors in the same place, and although this time I still had my companion by my side, I did not have the same victorious look as before, and tears welled up in my eyes.

This alliance was not the same as before, it used to be dominated by Lordaeron soldiers, but this time it was Stormwind and Riptide Castle. Because the crimes that the orcs have just committed at the Watch Fort have once again angered the people of the two heroic nations. Similarly, Kurland, the Hammer Dwarf, considered himself a griffin and an indispensable air force of the Alliance, and joined his old friends at Tulayan's request. The mages of Khadgar and the rangers of Aurelia also felt the need to continue to walk with their former comrades.

Once again, the battle report was on the front line as before, but soon the news stopped at the portal, which was said to have been attacked by a group of orcs at the only entrance to the world. The father was furious at this, as it meant that supplies to Draenor were also cut off.

And I was even more furious at the news, because I had sworn to keep it safe, and if I couldn't do that, then what else could I do.

"These orcs can't be allowed to continue to run rampant. "My father made a voice as if in response to the cry of my heart, and he sent a large army to support it. But the effect was far from as ideal as he expected, and the battle for the Dark Gate continued.

Although the letter confirmed that the number of enemies was small, our encirclement operations were rarely successful, because these enemies were not only more powerful than ordinary orcs, but also more agile and skillful, and the dense vegetation and the familiar terrain of the opponent made them come and go without a trace. And their leader was even more fierce than their elite warriors, and the warrior with the bloody axe took the life of our commander like a bag. so that our troops will be caught off guard when they are in a state of uncommanded chaos.

I don't need to be explained, I know who he is, Grom Hellroar, the chief of the Warsong Clan, the most powerful orc warrior in existence. I should have thought that this fighter would be there. But I didn't even think that he could stop our entire supply transportation on his own.

A warrior as strong as this cannot be defeated by numerical superiority, and only a warrior as powerful as him can stop this beast. I quickly thought of a warrior and group that could stand up to him, my mentor Lightbringer and his Silver Knights, and I begged my mentor Uther to take his elite into the battle. But the paladin denied my request on the grounds of our safety.

"I stayed here and didn't participate in the expedition to think about your safety and your father's safety,"

"Khadgar asked for it. ”

"Yes, I swear to this mage in my name that I will keep you and your father safe until he returns. Uther replied.

I knew Khadgar was lying to him, and he didn't want the Lightbringer to be involved because he was worried that this Paladin, who had a strong faith, wouldn't follow through on some strategic approach. In the same way, perhaps no one could command this famous general at the time of necessity.

When I heard that this paladin had no intention of attending, I was so angry that I really wanted to say something about him so that he could know himself, but in the end I didn't say it.

I know they're not wrong, for orcs have been so easily present in Dalaran's most closely monitored treasure vault and palace under house arrest for Perynod. This may be where Uther's accusations lie. But I don't think Khadgar's protection doesn't mean anything else. Maybe he wanted to tell the paladin something more, but maybe he didn't say it like I did

So because of these things, I can only look at the information that those portals have been recaptured repeatedly.

Finally, months later, there was no news of Grimm Hellroar and his men. But it also marked another sad news.

The portal is gone. It was precisely because of the loss of strategic significance that the orcs chose to leave, and they also became homeless.

I knew it was going to be true, but I just didn't want to admit it. And now that the facts are really in front of me, it still hits my heart deeply. From the very beginning, the expeditionary force went to a point of no return......

Before the portal could disappear, one of the griffon knights escaped. He took with him what Khadgar had agreed to bring: the Book of Medivan, the Scepter of Sargeras, the Eye of Dalaran, Gul'dan's head, and a ring. The first four things were all handed over to Kenrito for safekeeping, but the last one was a special thing and was handed over to me.

I was cold when I took the ring, I had no idea what I was thinking at the time, I didn't keep my promise to Khadgar, I didn't guard the supply channel, but I did my mission and promise to me, and he didn't need the ring anymore.....

Looking at the grieving people all over the city, I realized that I was not special, and that my crying was nothing compared to the loss of their loved ones.

Or maybe it feels better to be beaten all over by Muradin. But when he heard the news, he had already wept to tears, and I knew that he was grieving for Kurland. This is their dwarf feelings, the same feelings as human hearts, but they don't hide anything from them, they show them directly and openly, for this, it makes me envious, envy that they don't need any embellishment to show their emotions.

So I took this ring with me, and I knew that this thing would be with me for the rest of my life, maybe it also marked loneliness, or redemption~?

It's been a long time, and there is still no sign of me coming out of that shadow, and the only thing I want to do is fight the dwarves on the training ground, whether I get beaten or I can get a few punches on the dwarves, it will make me feel like I can forget some of the pain. Uther, seeing that I was so seeking painful training, rebuked me:

"Kid, you know what you've become now. ”

But when Uther said this, I only became more angry, for I had put up with him for a long time, and if I were a dwarf, I would have extended my fist to this guy with an honorary title, but I knew that I could not beat him, so I could only verbally offend him.

"Uther, you are embarrassed to say! If you had listened to me and guarded the Dark Gate yourself, you wouldn't have been like this! ”

"You call your teacher that!" Uther heard me say that he was a fake, a fellow, a coward, and I called him by his name before I became king, and either word would have made the honorable paladin furious, and he wanted to defend his dignity with his fists. But when I said the next words, the paladin could only turn to grief, and his fist could only be slammed to the floor, and the first time I saw this human, whom I thought was the strongest, I cried, and ran off into the distance.....

That's what it is

"The Paladin, truly a lightbringer, has died in Draenor ....."

Afterwards, I felt that what I had done was really wrong, and I hurt his feelings, so I kept looking for a chance to apologize to Uther. But when I stood in front of this paladin with a look of shame, I found that he was kind to me, as if he had forgotten what had happened.

"The light can shine on our hearts, child" he just said and made my heart warm

In the light I saw a hallucination, that is, he had treated Tulayan the same way he had done to Tulayan a few years ago, and it was only then that I remembered that Tulayan had been brought into the right track by the man in front of me..... and in private, Tulayan had treated Uther like he had treated his father, just as he had done now. It is like the power of the Light to connect our hearts.

When the illusion was gone, I realized that my words had pierced the paladin's heart,

Hope for him is the last, the last time to sting this great paladin.

After that moment, I was back on track, and it was another piece of news a few months later that I was fully recovered. Gianna, the daughter of Dailene Proudmoore, will stay in Lordaeron for a few days and visit my father as an ambassador. Then go to Dalaran for magical training.

When I heard that the long-awaited one was coming, I knew it was time to express myself.