As much as Kael'thas wanted to get out of here early to prepare for his next move, Blackmore's enthusiasm overwhelmed him.

In order to avoid suspicion on the part of the prison ruler, Kael'thas waited until the evening to resign.

Tamis and Ranknia called Teresa back, and then kept her in hard work and carefully imprisoned her to prevent her from going out.

The more night it gets, the more worried they become.

However, until Kael'thas was ready to leave and the guards came to take Teresa away, nothing happened that night.

This was a great relief to the Tamis.

Little did they know that those words were just casual remarks by Kael'thas based on history.

Now that Kael'thas has decided to act on his own, naturally he will not follow history.

"Why are you crying?"

On the way, Kael'thas and Teresa are sitting in the carriage, and he asks her with a smile.

The girl had been secretly weeping since she got into the car, and she probably thought that she would not be known if she wore the veil, but how could Kael'thas not know?

"No, nothing"

Teresa shook her head lightly and did not answer.

The girl didn't really want to go to Dalaran with Kael'thas at all, she wanted to stay with Thrall. However, she is also a filial child, and she also dreams of giving her parents and younger brother a good life, so she can only seize this opportunity.

And if she refused, Blackmore would certainly not let everyone in her family go.

Theresa didn't have a choice

"What am I going to call you?"

Teresa asked Kael'thas a little stiffly:

"Teacher?"

This made Kael'thas finally burst out laughing.

"No, you don't have to call me that"

Kael'thas smiled as he shifted shape.

The next moment, the blonde-haired human mage appeared in front of Teresa.

"Remember me?"

Kael'thas asked.

Teresa's eyes widened, how could she not remember! Even if her appearance has changed a little, she has never seen a second man so handsome in Teresa's life.

"You were the mage back then?"

She covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"You—How could you?"

Teresa didn't understand Kael'thas identity, his current human form was the same as Teresa had seen back then, but the identity of the charming High Elf mage just now didn't seem to be fake.

Even Blackmore wants to flatter the elf, that identity doesn't seem to be fake.

"Reintroduction."

Kael'thas smiled:

"My name is Kael'thas, Kael'thas *Chaser, a High Elf."

Seeing that Theresa still had some confusion in her eyes, he continued to explain:

"This human appearance is just a disguise for me, a disguise for magic."

Now, Teresa understood.

Humans are fake, the High Elves are

But why are you telling me this? 】

Teresa looked at Kael'thas quizzically, she didn't understand why the elf had told her about it.

"Did you really bring me out because I had talent?"

Teresa couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not."

Despite his regrets, Kael'thas answered this question:

"I'm bringing you out for another reason."

He wants to rescue Thrall, but Thrall may not trust him, and Kael'thas needs Teresa with him just in case.

Of course, Kael'thas also wants to change the girl's fate, and after bringing Teresa out, her family will be taken care of by Blackmore, which can be considered a double thing.

The carriage had just come under a large tree when Kael'thas stopped his words.

"Sorry"

He smiled and apologized to Teresa, then hypnotized her.

Kael'thas likewise hypnotized the human servants who drove the wagons.

He got out of the carriage and shouted:

"Medivan."

A crow flies down from the top of a tree and then transforms into a human phantom.

"Are you sure you'll make it?"

Kael'thas asked.

"With the energy you give, it's enough to support the entity back in Dalaran."

Medivan replied.

The two of them plan to hide Kael'thas leaving, and Kael'thas needs to cast a new learned clone, but the clone is easy to tell.

Medivan was able to escort the breakup back to Dalaran without being recognized, but after his power ran out, Kael'thas stayed in Dalaran as a mirror image.

The mirror image will stay in retreat, and Solanlian will help with the problem.

It's not a very safe thing to do, but the members of Dalaran will turn a blind eye when they find out, and tolerate his 'play'.

Kael'thas picked Teresa out of the carriage and slowly split into a clone.

"Well done."

Mediven glanced at the clone with satisfaction, boasted to Kael'thas and then turned into a crow and flew into the clone's arms.

"Then I'll go first."

The doppelganger immediately became angry, and even spoke in Kael'thas voice.

"Well, have a nice trip."

Kael'thas quietly unspelled the coachman's spell and left with Teresa.

The human coachman might find out about Teresa's disappearance, but Kael'thas thinks Medivan will have a solution.

He walked a long way before he put Teresa down and woke her up.

"Huh? Where is this? ”

When Teresa woke up, she looked nervously at the dark forest around her.

"It doesn't matter where this is, let's go."

Kael'thas took the girl back to Dunhold Prison, and on the way, he briefly told Teresa about going to save Sal.

Teresa didn't understand why he was doing this.

[There's no need for this mage to deal with us two little people, right? 】

But after thinking about it, she chose to trust Kael'thas and told him the details of Thrall's location.

"You're waiting here, you can't leave."

Arriving outside Dunhold Prison, Kael'thas issued a warning to Teresa.

Just in case, he summoned a water elemental to watch over.

After making sure that his surroundings were safe, Kael'thas infiltrated Dunhold Prison without knowing it, a legendary professional who could use the concealment and blockade of spells to achieve his goals, even if he did not have similar stealth skills as the thieves.

After a long walk through the shadows of Dunhold Prison, Kael'thas managed to determine the direction of Sal's placement.

The young orc was housed in an underground prison, heavily defended and difficult to approach.

When Kael'thas saw the dense guards, he really didn't want to risk showing his body.

He remembered the plot of the history and found a room where no one lived.

"I'm sorry."

Several flames were thrown into it by Kael'thas.

In the darkness of the night, fires erupted, smoke rose and alarms sounded everywhere.

"It's on fire! It's on fire! ”

Many guards shouted and rushed from all over to put out the fire.

Kael'thas noticed that there were fewer guards in the passage, but still a lot.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he lit a second flame next to the prison.

Smoke billowed and began to pour inside.

"Ahem"

The guards coughed and narrowed their eyes.

Good chance - Kael'thas glanced at the crowd of people coming from a distance to put out the fire, and ran towards the prison with his nose covered.

Smoke and magic obscured his figure smoothly.

When he was about to reach the deepest part, the stealth was about to disappear, but Kael'thas was not worried about knowing the exact distance.

Teleport

He teleported directly to Thrall's cell.

"Who are you!"

A flash of light rushed towards Kael'thas who had just appeared, and the one-handed sword on Kael'thas waist took the initiative to fly up and block it.

"Long time no see, Sal."

Kael'thas greedily breathed in some humid air, then greeted the orcs.

He reverted back to his High Elf form.

"It's You"

Thrall withdrew his dagger, and Kael'thas pacified his one-handed sword.

"You remember me."

Kael'thas laughed, he had found out about it during the day.

Sal's strength is not very high, but he seems to be very sensitive.

"How could I have forgotten you"

Thrall laughed along.

He recognized Kael'thas because the feeling he gave him had not changed, and Thrall could feel the aura of Kael'thas no matter what he looked like.

A sense of friendliness.

"What are you doing here?"

Thrall then asked, looking a little nervous.

He had a vague feeling when he saw Kael'thas during the day, so he didn't sleep tonight.

As it turned out, he guessed right.

"I'll take you out into the sun and give you freedom."

Kael'thas looked at Sal seriously:

"It's something you've always wanted, isn't it?"

His blue eyes seemed to look into Sal's heart.

"You're right."

Sal nodded, then shook his head again:

"But I can't do that."

He looked at Kael'thas, a fourteen-year-old orc who was already as tall as Kael'thas.

"When I saw you today, I realized that your identity was different from everyone else."

Thrall's voice sounded gruff and deep, a world away from Kael'thas.

"I don't know why you came to save me out, but you were the first to tell me about the sunshine."

"I can't let you ruin yourself because of an orc."

Even in prison, Thrall was well aware of the status of orcs in the hearts of several other races, and if others knew about saving him as an orc, the person in front of him would be hostile to others.

His ideas were simple and startling.

Kael'thas couldn't help but laugh.

"No one will know about this, and even if they do, no one will be able to resist my decision."

He held out his hand to Sal:

"Come with me, young Sal, your path is not here, you do not belong here."

"I will take you in search of the glory you deserve."

The future world will be indispensable for this orc leader.

(To be continued)