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Sandwiched between the ocean and Lake Lordamere, the verdant silver pine forests are vast and vibrant, and the abundance of natural resources gives it an extraordinary pristine beauty.

This continent is really rich as a jewel, there is no pollution, and each area can give people the ultimate enjoyment, no wonder the orcs are so crazy to want to plunder this place.

Kael'thas had been in the forest with Kalia for four days, and the girl swung her sword and began to kill the animals.

The perseverance of this little princess amazed Kael'thas, and from the beginning of training, no matter how hard and tired she was, she did not hum a word, and kept gritting her teeth and persevering, which was completely incommensurate with her aristocratic lady's dress.

For the first 2 days, Kalia dragged her sword and followed Kael'thas around, no matter how rough the road was, she was always able to stay behind.

And surprisingly, Kalia's physique was so good that by the third day, her hands had grown accustomed to the weight of the sword, and she could hold it with both hands to keep up with Kael'thas.

So today, Kael'thas began to ask her to kill some animals.

Of course, when it comes to the animals of the Silver Pine Forest, the first thing that comes to mind is the wolf. There are a lot of wolves here, but the speed is not at all as slow as in the game, but like real wolves. Kael'thas didn't dare to let Kalia fight the wolves, so he was looking for slow-moving animals.

For example, the bear that Kalia is fighting right now.

"Ahh

The bear slapped his big hand, but he didn't have time to dodge, the girl put the sword in front of her in time, and then screamed and was slapped back 2 or 3 meters by the bear's strength.

[It seems that it is still too difficult]

Thinking so, Kael'thas took his bow from his necklace, loaded the arrow, and slowly opened the strings.

"Go!"

The arrow flashed through the air, and then struck the bear. The latter let out a wail and fell to the ground, dead.

【】

Dissatisfied, he withdrew his bow and arrows, and Kael'thas walked up to Kalia and asked:

"Are you alright?"

"Well, my hand hurts"

The little princess looked up and smiled, but Kael'thas noticed the wetness in the corners of her eyes.

Are you going too far?

He thought so, and then looked at Kalia's two hands covered with small bubbles, and suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Let's rest today, don't train"

Kael'thas squatted and said:

"You can put down your sword first."

But Kalia shook her head.

"I'll take it anyway"

She said this, clutching the hilt of her sword as if it were her life, her eyes shining.

At this moment, Kael'thas seemed to see the figure of a female knight standing proudly in the world.

[Maybe she can really become a great person. 】

With such perseverance and dreams, why had Kael'thas never heard her name in his previous life?

"Kalia, you're better than I thought you would"

He couldn't help but praise like this, which made Kalia stunned for a moment.

"You must be the greatest knight"

Kael'thas said, reaching out and touching her little head.

"Hmm!"

It was the first time Kael'thas had complimented her, and the first person outside of her family to touch her head like this.

Kalia has memorized this sentence and will fulfill it as if it were a promise.

That night, they walked to the main road of the Silver Pine Forest to find a suitable place to sleep.

However, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and someone was coming.

“”

Kalia shrank behind Kael'thas at once.

"It's okay, it's from below, it won't be your father who came looking for you."

Kael'thas comforted him, thinking that Kalia was worried that her noble parents were sending someone to find her, so he went out of his way to explain.

However, just in case, Kael'thas still took Kalia to hide in the nearby forest, staring cautiously at the mainland.

After a long time, a slow-walking procession came into view.

It's a crowd of people in tattered armor, neat lines, and eyes full of sadness and hatred.

Kael'thas looked at the front of the line, an old man, and a mature man holding a teenage child.

[Could it be! 】

Kael'thas was startled, and accidentally knocked out the grass and trees around him.

"Who is it!?"

The mature man reined in his horse and asked loudly, and suddenly, the whole team stopped.

"Don't do that, it's just two travelers here."

Kael'thas sighed to himself and walked out slowly with Kalia.

"Traveler?"

In the moonlight, the mature man squinted his eyes and stared coldly at the two of Kael'thas.

"I've never seen a traveler dressed like this."

As he spoke, his men relaxed. Because even if they are not travelers, the two of Kael'thas are obviously not assassins or killers.

"Nobody dictates what travelers want to dress."

Kael'thas smiled but not laughed:

"Isn't that right, it's like no one rules that a commander looks like a refugee"

"Who the hell are you?"

The man touched the hilt of his sword and became cautious again.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Anduin Lothar, and young King Varian."

Kael'thas reached out and made a graceful gesture in salute.

Others may not recognize this gesture, but as the only bloodline in the Arathi Kingdom, the man in front of him, Lothar, must know this gesture.

"You are!!"

Lothar's eyes widened, and then he was surprised in disbelief, he recognized the gesture and wanted to say it, but Kael'thas quickly interrupted him.

"I'm just a traveler, my lord"

Lothar hurriedly closed his mouth, and then in the inexplicable eyes of everyone, he replied with a salute representing respect:

"It's rude, I didn't expect to see you here."

"It's just fate there."

Kael'thas smiled, then tilted his head and asked:

"If you don't mind, how about you stop and listen to me?"

"Of course!"

Lothar replied as a matter of course, then shook his head with a smile to the boy in his arms and the old man next to him, and after signaling his reassurance, he ordered the entire team to stop.

"Brother Beethoven?"

Kalia asked, a little confused.

"It's okay, follow me"

Kael'thas smiled, took her hand and walked to the front, stopping in front of them in Lothar.

Lothar laughed and shouted to raise the fire

Behind the pitch black, Kael'thas and Lothar sat in a circle, feeling the warmth of the campfire.

Without speaking, Kael'thas took out a harp and played it slowly

This is a little song by the High Elves to eliminate fatigue, a very simple song, with a warm sound, distant and quiet, but like a mysterious power, with the power to heal the hearts of the people.

The fatigue began to dissipate, the heart became lighter, and the eyes seemed to become clearer

As Kael'thas pulls Kalia by the wayside, she prepares to leave.

"Excuse me"

Lothar spoke, wanting to ask something.

"I know what you're asking."

Kael'thas looked at him with a smile, then replied with an eyebrow:

"We will not break our promises"

He whispered like this, he had already discussed this issue with his father.

The old man and the boy next to him raised their heads all of a sudden, looking at him with a shocked expression, as if they had thought of something.

"What a wise king"

Kael'thas walked up to the boy, looked at him warmly, and then reached out to tap his face.

"Follow in the footsteps of your elders, and you will surely be the best king."

The warm hand dripped on the boy's face and quickly melted into his heart.

The boy who saw his father's death and the destruction of his country, and fell into the darkness felt for the first time a care other than his stepfather.

His eyes were red

"But remember, never trust the nobility too much."

Kael'thas reminded him softly, and then walked away with a confused Kalia without looking back

"Brother Beethoven, that boy is the king?"

"Yes."

"Eh, deceit, how can there be such a small one"

Kalia muttered, but Kael'thas was more open-minded about the future leader of the Alliance.

Varian, not to mention the ability to govern, at least, the surname would have been noble, without those things.

Kael'thas doesn't mind changing his future tragedy if possible.