Kael'thas made a mistake, Nick Cruise. The Skullcrusher is the most famous leader of the Dragonmaw Clan, but he is not the chief of the Dragonmaw Clan.

Ne Cruise. The Skullcrusher is of course also a leader of the Dragonthroat Clan, and the orcs are happy to listen to him, which leads to a misunderstanding between Onexia and Nexus. The Skullcrusher is the chief of the Dragonthroat Clan.

But in fact, the leader of the Dragonthroat Clan is another orc, Zurud, this is a shaman, originally he would go to the Shadow Moon Valley in the Outlands to train the Void Dragon in the future. And now he is still in Twilight Heights.

If there is one reason why no one is aware of him, it is naturally because the Dragon's Soul is not held by him.

Since the Dragon's Soul was only available to a professional such as a Warlock or Mage, Zurud gave the artifact to Necruz. The Skull Crusher, an orc warlock.

Dragon's Soul has no effect on other races, and Zurud isn't too worried.

This artifact is the most powerful thing that the Dragonmaw Clan has in their hands right now, and for this reason Zurud has spent all his efforts to hide its existence, Knightluz. The figure of the skullcrusher is also the same.

It was a stealthy and perfect plan, and they kept thinking about it until a new piece of news.

"High Elves!?"

After receiving this message, Zurud's whole person stood up from his seat:

"They've come to Twilight Heights, it can't be! Where did the information come from? ”

The existence of the Dragon's Soul is hidden, and Zurud has this confidence, so his first reaction is that the intelligence is wrong.

"Chief, I got this information several weeks ago."

"We didn't believe it at first, but after a period of careful investigation, we still found some clues."

At the bottom of the stairs of the small section, the orc officer in charge of gathering intelligence replied with some restraint:

"So, the High Elves should be here."

The truth is different from what everyone expected, Deathwing has little connection with orcs, and almost all orcs, including Zurud, don't know Deathwing.

The powerful and gloomy Black Dragon King has been secretly controlling the orcs with intrigue and subterfuge, and these orcs don't even know that all their actions are driven by people, and they are still complacent about getting the dragon's soul.

"No, no, how is it possible, how can we leak secrets under such strict protection!!"

Zurud walked down the stairs with his big feet, his hands pressed on the intelligence officer's shoulders, and the force was very great:

"Tell me more details!"

His eyes were glowing red, and he wanted to see what was going on.

The orc intelligence officer began to report on their investigation over the past few weeks, including the investigation of walking tracks, the investigation of orc posts, and the elves' movements were extremely stealthy and careful, but they finally settled down.

There is no doubt that a group of powerful High Elves have arrived in the Twilight Heights.

The reason why these people are certain to be powerful is because their traces are too difficult to find.

Zurud's face became worse and worse, he was very smart, and after listening to the more detailed report, he did not deny the result.

"You're doing a great job!"

Zurud let go of the intelligence officer and even changed his attitude.

"You're right, it looks like a group of High Elves have entered our territory."

He praised, but in fact his face was full of anger.

The intelligence officer knew in his heart that the object of that anger was the High Elves, but the chieftain's angry appearance while praising people still made him a little frightened.

"Chief, what are we going to do now?"

So, the intelligence officer spoke.

"What should I do?"

Zurud gritted his teeth with a blue face and a creaking sound:

"Get rid of the elves, of course!"

He wouldn't allow the High Elves to sabotage the Dragonthroat Clan's plans, and he wouldn't forgive those who trespassed into his territory.

The Twilight Heights belong to the Dragonmaw Clan, and it took so long for some elves to break in and realize how they should face the sneers of the other clans?

What's more, the current Great Chief of the Tribe, Orgrim, is already dissatisfied with the Dragonthroat Clan, and who knows if he will take the opportunity to launch a purge of the Dragonthroat Clan?

In the entire orc tribe, the Dragonthroat Clan can only be regarded as an upper-middle-class clan, and Orgrim can easily destroy them.

With such concerns, Zurud decided to deal with the High Elves sooner.

As long as they are dealt with in the Twilight Heights and everything is blocked, maybe the tribe side will not get the news of the elven invasion.

For this reason, the Dragonthroat Clan began to investigate the elves' ranks more seriously, and set traps in several places.

Zurud does not underestimate the High Elves, and at each trap, there are thousands of high-level professional orcs prepared, and he thinks that these numbers are enough.

In fact, thousands of high-level professional orcs can be compared to a human army, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, and it is enough to deal with ordinary high elves.

But Zurud didn't know that these elves were no ordinary elves, and that there were several legendary pros among them.

His plan was doomed

- The elves are ignorant of the Dragonmaw Clan's movements, and their exploration of the Twilight Heights continues.

That night, they rested by a small river.

In order to hide their figures, they still ate magic bread for dinner at night, and did not raise any flames to keep warm.

After setting up the tent, most of the elves went back to sleep in the tent.

Kael'thas was still sitting by the river, not moving.

"Your Highness, aren't you tired?"

Sylvanas's pretty figure stood behind him and asked.

"I'm not tired, let's sleep later."

Kael'thas replied without looking back, looking down at the vague reflection in the river.

They had been searching for so long in the Twilight Heights and had found nothing, which worried Kael'thas a little.

He didn't know what the situation in the alliance would turn out of this time frame.

Time was really tight, and Kael'thas wanted to take the opportunity to think about it and see if there was a better way to act.

The sooner the matter of the dragon's soul is resolved, he will better go back to the battle line earlier.

"Sylvanas, do you think I'm wrong?"

Kael'thas asked softly:

"I've given Aurelia the most important battle, she's just a girl, isn't it too much?"

The elves have been in the Twilight Highlands for more than a month, or soon two months, and Aurelia must have been under a lot of pressure to command the elves on the front line for so long.

"Although Valella and Liadeline are also there, they are still children after all, and they can't share too much pressure."

Kael'thas continued.

"But, Your Highness"

Sylvanas spoke up at once:

"You're still a kid, too."

She stood behind her, looking at Kael'thas with tender, sad eyes.

Of all the elves who went to war, wasn't the youngest one Kael'thas the youngest? This prince is always thinking about others, when has he ever paid attention to himself? In the years of the elves, he was still an underage child

When he talks about two older girls as children, he may have forgotten his age.

Why did he have to do this?

[Because of me?] 】

Sylvanas felt a tingle in her heart.

Over the years, this sting has often been with her.

Sylvanas regretted it, and for her personal gain, she dropped her burden without saying anything and smashed it on Kael'thas.

Who would have predicted that in just a few years, Kael'thas would have shed that childish color.

"Your Highness, don't worry about Aurelia, she is an adult elf, and commanding the army is even more commonplace, there will be no problem."

Sylvanas then comforted.

Compared to Aurelia, Kael'thas is the most important.

"You'd better go and get some rest."

“”

Kael'thas turned his head, blue eyes staring at Sylvanas.

He seemed to want to say something, opened his mouth, but only one word came out:

"Okay."

Kael'thas stood up, ready to walk back.

But he didn't take a few steps, but he met an unexpected person.

"Kael'thas, wait a minute."

Mephites called out to him.

Kael'thas stopped, looking a little surprised:

"Teacher, don't you have to do research tonight?"

During this time, Mephites did not stop his research, and even rode a bird as he marched with the team, closing his eyes and thinking.

Kael'thas didn't know what the old mage was studying, but wisely didn't bother him.

Now this time is a fixed time for Mephites to hide in the tent and study, why did he suddenly come out tonight?

"Well, I've built several magic circles, but none of them have the expected effect."

Mephites replied with a tired face:

"I had to come out for a while and take a break."

It's better to put it down for a while than to blindly specialize in blind spots, which may bring you new inspiration.

"Then I'll accompany you."

Kael'thas understood what Mephites meant by his request to stop, and took the initiative to speak.

Sylvanas was right behind him, and didn't come out to speak.

The three of them returned to the river, sat down on the rocks on the shore, and began to chat.

"Kael'thas, sing a song."

Chatting and chatting, Mephites suddenly proposed.

This made Kael'thas even more strange, as the old mage had never made such a request in his memory.

Mephites had never been against music, but he didn't seem to care about anything but arcane magic.

"Okay."

It was rare for him to make a request, and Kael'thas was happy to accept it.

"What do you want to hear?"

"Whatever you want."

"Is it okay to use this?"

Kael'thas asked, pulling the leaf from his bosom.

"Hmm."

Mephites nodded slightly.

His face was not very good, he was full of exhaustion, and he didn't care about the song itself.

And the natural sound of the leaves may be more soothing to his spirit than the singing voice of a man.

With that in anticipation, Kael'thas began to blow up the leaves.

He only knows one tune, but it still works.

Perhaps as mentioned before, this tune was learned in a previous life, and it was a simple tune that the old man played to children.

The crisp and melodious sound of the song wafted away.

"Locks."

Mephites waved his hand at will, setting a range of silences, which ensured that Kael'thas would not travel elsewhere.

The old mage closed his eyes and emptied the contents of his mind, thinking about nothing.

This is the best attitude towards a piece of music.

If he had thought about it, with the presence of magic, music would never have been for him to enjoy.

The simpler the tune and the better it is played, the more it can show the singer's mind.

However, everyone's perspective of appreciation is different.

What Kael'thas sees in this soothing tune is the past, that is, the carefree childhood.

And if you look at it from the perspective of Mephites, this tune shows the future.

Yes, the future.

When the old mage was a child, the world around the High Elves was full of darkness and turmoil, so he didn't have such a beautiful childhood to reminisce.

His childhood, if there is to be a song to recall, it can only be depicted by 'Elegy of the High Elves'.

He and Darkan, as well as thousands of elves who have been singing this song since childhood.

This made most of the elves remember the warriors who died in that era, but it also made some people lost.

"Strength, only power can protect everything!"

"If I can protect the whole world, can I make this country safe?"

The children of the dark ages, because of the turbulent life, have a different way of thinking. Some people tend to power, some people look further, and they go to a completely different end.

However, their starting point

[It's all just to protect the race.] 】

Everyone's growth, if you don't pay attention, it's easy to get lost.

Mephites closed his eyes, feeling the silence and warmth of Kael'thas tune, as if he had seen the future.

If Kael'thas became king, what kind of world would he build? 】

Mephites imagined in his mind

The war may still be going on, but

Every child, with the right guidance, should not be confused.

They will grow up healthy, laughing, mature, and make Quel'Salas more beautiful.

Just that, that's enough.

"As long as they can feel what kind of race and country this is, that's enough."

"As long as they can realize what a happy thing it is."

Mephites opened his eyes softly, and Kael'thas stopped singing.

"Teacher?"

The young prince looked at Mephites with a puzzled look, not knowing what he was talking about.

The old mage shook his head.

"It's a beautiful tune."

He put his hand on Kael'thas and stroked it gently:

"Kael'thas, please don't stop the music."

Music is something that can reveal a person's heart, and Mephites wants him to keep it all the time.

In his life, the old mage had taught many people, but only Kael'thas made him feel envious and proud.

[Maybe what I've always wanted to teach is not magic, but the heart.] 】

Mephites looked at Kael'thas and a smile slowly bloomed on her lips.

[You will definitely be able to pass on this heart to more future generations.] 】

Mephites rarely smiled, but when this smile bloomed, you could see the arrogance and handsomeness of his youth.

This made Kael'thas a little uneasy.

"What's wrong with you, teacher?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"Not much, it's just a little bit of a feeling by chance."

Mephites withdrew his hand and explained.

"But thanks to you, I should be able to continue my research."

The darkness in his eyes was swept away, and he became bright:

"I think it's time for me to go back."

Mephites got up, and Kael'thas and Kael'thas followed suit.

"Please take a break."

Kael'thas saluted him.

"I'm measured."

Mephites nodded, then turned and walked back.

He walked in the darkness, the smile on his lips still not lost.

[Kael'thas, as an heir to the throne, you are too selfless]

Mephites also knew that Kael'thas was too simple and selfless.

Such a kind ruler has never ended well in other races and history.

So many people would rather be tyrants than selfless kings.

The majority of the people are ignorant, they are short-sighted, and they are always hurting such kings.

However, Mephites had already canceled the idea of changing Kael'thas because he thought that the race he loved would definitely be able to support Kael'thas as well.

You are not a qualified king, but you are the most suitable king for elves. 】

Mephites will make a change, and he will leave the future with a miracle seed that has never been seen before.

He wanted everyone to know how much the High Elves who had come out of their ancient sorrows would give to the family that had been leading them on their way, the newborn prince of that family.

The king loved the people, and the people loved the king.

This is the most beautiful future.

"I'll make it.] 】

Mephites swore that no matter what, he would succeed.

By the river, Kael'thas and Sylvanas didn't stop any longer, and after saying goodbye, they went to rest.

That night, Mephites stayed in the tent without sleep as before, just constantly sketching out his circle.

And the next day, the elves set out on their journey again.

"Little one, when will you become a black dragon again?"

On the way, Onexia still pesters Kael'thas constantly, but is stopped by Sylvanas.

The two women's attitudes towards each other are getting worse and worse, and Onexia is less afraid of Sylvanas' violence after what happened last time.

This also means that Kael'thas is more important to her than force.

Onexia won't let go of the attack, and she doesn't want Sylvanas to get away with it more and more.

Over the course of several days, Onexia had figured out the best way to deal with Sylvanas - and that was to attack.

Every time she flattered Kael'thas, Sylvanas was the most annoyed and angry.

Onexia liked the chill in her eyes, which was much better than defeating her by force.

Well, of course, this behavior also caused Onexia to be extra careful every time she slept and acted.

If you're not careful, you'll definitely be killed

(To be continued)