On the dark shores of the battlefield, Kalia is running with Kael'thas on the run.

While the elves below were still breaking through, Mephites disappeared silently into the group, heading towards the shore above - no one noticed the mage.

"Well, it's enough distance here."

He quickly reached the back of the hellfire, and then turned his head to look at the battlefield of the elves and orcs, far enough away.

Mephites whispered a spell in his mouth, and blue ribbons spilled from his fingers before falling into the Hellfire that fell dozens in front of him.

The Hellfires slowed down, as if sensing something was wrong, and wanted to roar, but couldn't get the sound out.

Soon, these hellfire bodies collapsed, and countless stones fell to the ground, making the ground tremble a little.

"How could those demons shatter?"

Kalia felt the tremor and turned her head in confusion.

In front of her eyes, there was no elven mage, only countless stones scattered on the ground.

"I think it must be because it's summoning time."

Kael'thas laughed and said that he would definitely help his teacher hide his presence. Although Kalia is a trustworthy child, he will not give away what should not be divulged because of this.

Immediately afterward, he and the soldiers who had broken through the siege converged.

The night's fighting was finally over, and the people of the three races rested together in the forest on the border.

After arranging the personnel in charge of the guard, while some of the elves were preparing to rest, Kael'thas was alone to receive the report of the battle.

The elves had sixteen thieves, two warriors, three rangers sacrificed

The Hammer Dwarves had more than thirty sacrifices, the main of which came from being far away from the elves' healing range

It seems that the number of sacrifices is very small, but with the huge difference in strength between the two and the overall cooperation of the elves is also very good, these numbers still make Kael'thas feel sad.

In fact, if other commanders saw such a death toll, their jaws would probably fall out.

In addition to Kael'thas, many experienced elves, including Mephites, are actually very happy with the results so far.

But they won't say it, this highness has great potential for commanding ability, and informing and comforting him now may make Kael'thas complacent, and it will be quite harmful to the future.

So at the moment, it might be better to let Kael'thas think and suffer alone.

The Hammer Dwarves naturally saw the elves' thoughts, and tacitly did not speak. They were also satisfied with the battle, the High Elves did what their allies should do, although the Brute Hammer Dwarves used bombs to help the elves open the way in the early stage, but in the middle and late stages of the battle, the elves who sensed the danger took the initiative to ask the dwarves not to stay away, avoiding the damage they received.

The priests, in particular, also gave the dwarves treatment no worse than the elves, and they were deeply moved.

Dwarves are a simple race, so they bury these gratitude and favorability in their hearts.

"Kael'thas, I'm going to leave for a while, you don't act yet, just stay here."

At this time, Mephites suddenly walked up to Kael'thas and said in a deep voice.

"Teacher? What are you going to do? ”

Kael'thas asked, somewhat surprised, that this teacher was sometimes so stubborn that it was impossible for him to give up his job at will.

So at this moment, he is leaving Kael'thas and giving up protection, there must be something important.

"I've got to go back to Hinterland, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow at the latest, and in the meantime, Kael'thas, stay in the forest, and don't leave whatever happens!"

Mephites said, with an unexpectedly serious look:

"Those tribesmen are leaving the border soon, so there won't be anything threatening you here for the next two days, you just have to stay here and wait for me to come back."

Another piece of information surprised Kael'thas with that.

"The tribe is leaving? Is it a retreat? Where are they retreating? ”

He asked curiously.

However, Mephites didn't answer much this time:

"They're going down, I don't know. I'm in a hurry, let's go first! ”

The old mage seemed to be a little anxious, and after speaking, without waiting for Kael'thas to ask again, he waved his hand and walked into the dense forest.

He didn't have to walk at all, he just used teleportation, but in order to avoid the suspicion of humans and dwarves, he still needed to find a place where no one was around.

Kael'thas watched him leave, then reluctantly gathered his thoughts and walked back to the center of the group.

"Your Highness, do you need to rest?"

Liadline came over and asked him.

"Well, let's go and rest."

Kael'thas nodded, then walked around her, his eyes on the misfitted human knights.

He walked towards them.

"Thank you for your help, valiant knights."

Kael'thas bowed aristocratic and thanked them, smiling and showing no contempt in his eyes.

This took the paladins by surprise.

"You're welcome!"

The paladins returned the salute with some trepidation.

In fact, after the battle, these elves did not have a good attitude towards humans, and they were also prepared to face bad treatment. But unexpectedly, the supreme commander of the High Elves, the prince of Quel'Thalas, is completely different from most of the elves, and his friendly attitude makes them feel like a dream.

It's the same elf, why is there such a big difference?

And, not only that, this prince will risk alone for the safety of his countrymen, and it can be seen that he is a kind and brave elf.

The paladins believe that this elven prince is the truly convincing noble elf.

He, like Her Highness Kalia, is a very respectable person.

"If you need any help, you can tell us, let's rest here for the night first."

Kael'thas said to the paladins that the mission was accomplished, but the humans must be tired too, it was still the middle of the night, and rest was necessary.

When his eyes swept over the paladins, he noticed that the surprising fellow Bellukel was also there, and he couldn't help but glance at Kalia strangely.

After a few conversations with the paladins, Kael'thas left them with Kalia.

The young knights had now sensed that the two men knew each other, so they didn't stop them.

"You don't have any casualties."

Kael'thas asked, as he walked with Kalia.

"Well, they are all elite knights, and there are no casualties."

Kalia replied, leaving Kael'thas speechless.

However, when he thought of the paladin's 'invincible' skill, he could only smile bitterly.

"Do you want bread?"

The two sat down by a campfire, and Kael'thas told the elves not to get so close, and handed Kalia a loaf of bread.

"Thank you."

Kalia tore out some pieces of bread and put them on the ground, and the little red dragon immediately fluttered its wings and fell.

She watched the little red dragon happily eat the bread before picking up the rest of the bread and recalling the familiar taste with her mouth.

Under the reflection of the campfire, this elegant eating appearance as usual made Kael'thas feel a little trance.

I don't know when, that short little girl has become an adult

When he turned his head to look at her, it was no longer the hair on the top of his head, but a more mature face.

[It's really too wide]

Kael'thas sighed and looked at his hand.

Now, if he reaches out and touches this girl's head, does he feel completely different?

In order not to be misunderstood, Kael'thas still retracted this idea.

He remembered the knight he had just seen, and asked suspiciously:

"Kalia, how did that Bellukel end up in your ranks? Have you forgiven him? ”

Kael'thas still remembers the scene where Kalia yelled at Beluker.

"Well, he didn't break his promise."

Kalia nodded, finished the last bit of bread in her hand, and explained:

"I had someone go to Tarunmir to see the refugees, and as Beluker said, he has been helping them all these years."

"Those people are doing well, and that kid is growing up healthy."

Her face looked a little happy.

"Yes."

Kael'thas felt some comfort in his heart, and he expected that Kalia would make such an action.

"But what about you, haven't you been there?"

He was then a little curious, because in his opinion, Kalia was more of the type who would go on her own initiative.

"Me? I don't have time. ”

Kalia shook her head regretfully, then smiled again:

"Someday, though, I'll go see it."

She reached out and grabbed the flying little red dragon, then slapped the dirt off the soles of its feet.

Kael'thas was stunned.

He saw the scars on Kalia's hands again.

[Don't have time? 】

Kael'thas looked down at his jade-white hands, and suddenly felt a little bitter.

"People who have the courage to admit their mistakes and are willing to make amends and move in the right direction."

But Kalia didn't sense Kael'thas thinking, let go of the little red dragon, and continued:

"I can forgive such a person."

She was referring, of course, to Belluker.

Kalia sensed the change in the young nobleman from his actions and the Light, and accepted him.

As a commander, you have to be big-hearted. ’

This is what Mograine taught.

In the human world, the Light is the force that represents justice and salvation.

However, a distorted mind can also cause the Light to do the wrong thing.

Before she became a knight, Kalia understood this.

Unlike the others, she is always vigilant about her actions and the correct surname of the Light.

However, Kalia has gradually understood that the more perfect the performance on the outside, the greater the distortion on the inside.

She looks flawless, but she has a fatal flaw.

A true knight must be impartial and fight for the justice of the people.

Kalia, however, is obsessed with her personal emotions while pursuing the true meaning of chivalry.

Love and knights?

Can the two coexist?

It all depends on where fate ends up.

What will be the position of these two people?

The choice is a new life and a destruction

(To be continued)