"Your Highness, Your Highness"

The burning forest, the hellish firelight, the green and red daggers slicing through the struggling elves.

In the midst of everyone's gaze, the silver-haired woman fell to the ground, blood spilling from her punctured chest, and she struggled and cried.

"My child, child"

The voice was etched in the memory of every elven guard.

"That's our sin, our evil. 】

The handsome elven man, dressed in the golden armor he had worn at the same time, looked up at the sky, the blue sky, but could not reflect the colors in his eyes.

200 years ago, they failed and watched their guardian mistress fall to the ground.

Even though the darkness had disappeared in the shift, the mistress stood up again.

But the only man who survived was still tormented by guilt and pain, and no matter how many nights he dreamed of that time, that call.

He struggled to live to atone for his sins.

To atone for the sins of all the dead guards, and for the fact that they almost gave Quel'Thalas a future.

And for this, no matter what the price is.

Even if it's his daughter.

"Click"

The sound of fallen leaves being trampled was heard, and the man withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, familiar eyebrows

A hundred years had not made him forget that face, and in just an instant, the man recognized this elven prince.

【His Highness Kael'thas

【Mistress and Your Majesty's Child】

This elven prince gathered the advantages of his parents and grew up healthy and steady.

No elf would not know his deeds.

【His Highness is down】

The man knelt on one knee and put his hand on his chest.

[He really inherited the kindness of the hostess. 】

No one could understand the excitement that was beating in his heart right now.

The elven prince is the future of Quel'Thalas, the future that he almost lost.

- Stepping on a handful of fallen leaves, Kael'thas passes through the heads of elven guards and treants.

He came to the spacious courtyard, and was greeted by an elven man kneeling on the ground.

"You're late, Your Highness."

He said this, but his voice was respectful and natural.

Kael'thas stared at him coldly:

"You're Valera's father?"

The face was somewhat similar, and it could be said that it was easy to recognize, and Kael'thas almost immediately identified him.

But Kael'thas didn't have time to drag his feet.

"Where's Valera?"

Straight to the point.

"The magic has just ended, and she's resting."

The man bowed his head and replied:

"Our magic has succeeded this time, and Valella, whose surname has been reorganized, will play the most important role for Quel'Thalas."

He spoke directly about the results.

As the words say, Valera has become completely different.

"I don't need to know that."

Kael'thas didn't move:

"You just have to tell me where she is."

Either way, he's here to save Valera.

Even if Valella were a different person, Kael'thas would take her out and not let her stay in such a dangerous place.

"She's in the room behind me."

I couldn't see the man's look clearly, but Kael'thas got the answer.

He walked around the kneeling elf towards the room in the back.

"Your Highness, can you answer me a question before you open that door?"

Kael'thas was abruptly interrupted in his actions.

"What do you want to know?"

Kael'thas asked.

"There is no harm in reassembling Valera's broken soul for Your Highness, even if she becomes a different surname, if Your Highness needs it, can she easily let her serve you?"

"Why is Your Highness clinging to that flawed personality?"

The man turned his back to Kael'thas and voiced his doubts.

Kael'thas didn't say anything about Valera's surname in front of the elf, but being able to get rid of the false guide so quickly and come to this place so quickly only means one thing - Kael'thas doesn't want Valera to change to another surname.

"A personality full of flaws"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Kael'thas on his lips, and he suddenly turned around and looked at the man on the ground:

"Do you know what Valera said to me the most when she first met me?"

Those who were not there certainly did not know.

Kael'thas did not expect an answer, and he immediately added:

"She said one of her mother's teachings, and you may not know, Valella liked to say something about her mother."

[Mom said that when you see a man you like, you should climb into his bed without hesitation. 】

[Mom said]

Valera often says similar things, which seem very ridiculous. Kael'thas didn't understand the meaning of those words before, but he understood now.

No matter how much her soul changes, Valera has not forgotten her mother's teachings, and she still loves her dead mother.

This is not the behavior of a person who has a problem with his soul.

"Even though there is no flow of emotion on her face, including her heart, Valella's soul and surname are never flawed."

"Each of you says that it is flawed and broken, is it true that Valera has come to a conclusion?"

Kael'thas thought it was a little ridiculous.

That night, Valera said that Kael'thas would see through others with his own eyes, and that was true.

Because even with her expressionless face, Kael'thas has been watching, and he can see clearly, but he doesn't say much.

"In my eyes, Valera is not much different from everyone else."

After dropping the last sentence, Kael'thas continued on his way.

After all, he and King Anastarian saw things differently, and they were not the same as this elven man.

'I am a maid and you are a guard, and the two of us are destined to have different concepts. ’

'Let me teach Valera, and I can teach a daughter who is better and more suited to this country than you. ’

His wife's voice rang in the man's ears, and as she said, he was perhaps too absolute.

The guards, like the king, look at the world with profit and power, and use sacrifice to gain value.

But the maid and the queen treat everything with a more humane side, and strive for happiness with kindness.

There is no absolute right or wrong, just a difference in the path.

Valera's value was actually predestined as early as her childhood, the moment she was handed over to her mother

Kael'thas and Valera, that's fine.

She found her way

This can be regarded as making up for the guilt and failure of the guards.

(To be continued)