The elegant melody wanders with the fragrant air, and it enchants you! om

When the last remnants were gone, many of the Night Elf girls still hadn't woken up.

Mavi stared at Kael'thas with clear eyes, and she watched as the elven prince leaped from the ruins and picked up a corrupted pendant in the weedy ground.

"Here you go."

He threw the pendant up, and Mavi reached out and caught it.

"What is this?"

She asked coldly.

"A place where the soul loves, or should I say something that the soul dwells in."

Kael'thas smiled lightly:

"Give it to a man crying in the harbor."

He had known the story of Sererion in his memory of the game, but he didn't know that Mavi had come to be commissioned by Serilian, or that he hadn't thought about it at all.

How could Mavi's indifferent personality help an ordinary man?

So Kael'thas thought Mavi was after him.

"Goodbye then."

He said goodbye very crisply, and didn't even leave Mavi a chance to speak.

This attitude made Mavi very unhappy.

She stared at the void with murderous eyes for a few moments before turning and leading the group back to Auberdine.

The pendant was given to Sererion.

As if it were a reenactment of the Lordaeron incident, a woman appeared from inside the pendant.

"Sererien, my love is so cruel to fate, it has reunited us after thousands of years of separation."

She hugged a tearful Serileon, and the scene made Mavi feel irritated, so she led the group to the ship that had just arrived.

As the ship departed, Mavi looked back and saw the dissipated soul of the woman.

Even the reunion that took place after 10,000 years of separation could only be so short-lived

Is it worth it?

Mavi didn't know that she saw Sererion clutching her chest and crying and kneeling, and the man's grief did not diminish in the slightest.

His eyes were full of despair and pain, as if she had been ten thousand years ago

The night before she became a caretaker, Mavi crouched on the edge of the river, gazing at her reflection in the moonlight swaying along the water.

The loneliness, despair, and sadness in her eyes have continued to this day.

And Serillion, that man has a look similar to hers—will his grief continue to pass through 10,000 years?

The meeting that has been obtained after 10,000 years of suffering has brought about an even more painful future

"I don't need love"

Mavi clenched her fists and regained her composure again.

She is the caretaker's ever-masked, callous warden and magistrate.

- The darkness of the Nightmare King has not yet caused turmoil in the mortal world.

But beyond Kalimdor's minor episodes, there are also a variety of stories happening in the Silverpine Forest.

The Confederacy occupies the underneath the Silverpine Forest, where the realm is connected to the Hills Bled Hills.

Due to the importance of the plague, Kalia and Varian were ordered to study in secrecy, and when the fighting stopped, the idle soldiers focused on building cities and inspecting forests.

The forest had been ravaged by the plague for too long, and although the trees had not withered, the leaves on the branches had become dull.

In order to restore the beauty of the Silver Pine Forest to its original beauty, Kalia enlisted the Night Elf Druids, experts in nature restoration.

They walked through the forests that had not been completely corrupted, and began to solve the problems of land, trees, and water.

The rescue process was arduous, but it went well - and during this time, Kalia also took Victoria to the restoration work.

It's a job she values, and it's a great place to work out Victoria.

Kalia remembers that it was in this forest that he first picked up a sword, and it was a place to remember.

However, there was a little accident in the morning.

A white-haired man sneaks into the forest in the delusion of heading north, but is spotted and stopped by the soldiers in time.

He must be crazy - everyone thinks so.

The Silver Pine Forest is now split in two, and above it is the territory of the undead, and what normal living person would want to go by?

Originally, the way to deal with this matter was very simple, and the male should be let go after being educated once.

But after examination, the soldiers were shocked to find that the man was hiding a coffin not far away, and inside was a female corpse that was about to decompose.

The incident alarmed nearby Kalia.

She brought in and walked over to carry out the inquiry herself.

"She's my wife."

The first sentence that came out of the man's mouth stunned the others, and the truth behind it was even more unbelievable.

This man's name is Abel, a small town in the Stormwind Kingdom who is proficient in medical treatment. Abel was obsessed with his profession and had no interest in romance until he was forty years old.

When Abel was forty-two years old, his current wife, Elisa's family, moved to Nighttown, and Elisa's mother was seriously ill due to the fatigue of the journey.

Despite his age, Abel's erudition and kindness won her affection, and the young Elisa and Able became husband and wife.

Unfortunately, Alyssa had a strange illness, and Able couldn't concoct a potion that could save her life. Alyssa died in Abel's arms, and he also became gray-haired from his extreme grief.

At this time, the Stormwind Kingdom happened to send troops to participate in the war in Lordaeron, and Able quietly followed.

"You want the undead to resurrect your wife?"

Kalia thought the proposal was crazy.

"The dead should go where the dead stay, and you are insulting her by doing this."

She denied Abel's approach, and the rest of the way was the same as she had been before.

With the help of the soldiers, Alyssa was buried in the rear, while Able was placed in some church pastors for enlightenment.

Kalia thought that was the end of the matter.

However, at night, Elisa's grave was opened again, and Able ran north with her body on his back.

Unfortunately, he was intercepted again.

Zhongjin was very angry, so he concealed that Abel buried Alyssa in another place, and at the same time strengthened Abel's surveillance.

Something strange happened.

In the following years, no matter how many entries were arranged, no matter how much Alyssa was hidden, Abel could always carry her north at night.

The Alliance's camp became agitated over this, and many people felt that Abel was abnormal and demanded that he be killed.

Kalia put a stop to the agitation, and then secretly investigated the truth with some paladins herself.

When night fell, they saw a very strange scene.

In the empty room, a beautiful woman suddenly appeared, and took him away from the surveillance and went to the tomb.

"The Woman"

Kalia only felt a cold sweat as she discovered that the woman was Alyssa—or her soul.

She remained on earth to help Abel.

The paladins stood in front of Abel, who was carrying the corpse on his back.

In the pale moonlight, Kalia took out the Ember Bringer.

"Tell me, do you really want to break through?"

She asked calmly.

The Ember Bringer is the nemesis of all the undead, and can wipe them out with a single touch, and Abel has heard this rumor.

He took two steps back with the rotting corpse on his back.

"I'm going over, I want to be with Alyssa!"

His teeth chattered, but he insisted.

"But you may not be able to save Alyssa after you pass, but you yourself will definitely die."

Kalia continued.

It's uncertain whether Alyssa can be resurrected as an undead, but the undead will certainly not let them live in their new kingdom of white spoons, so even if Abel passes, there is only a dead end waiting for him.

"I'm willing to fight once, and if I die, I can leave with Alyssa."

Abel's eyes were frightened, but there was no doubt.

Kalia looked at him for a long time, then finally put down her sword and stepped aside.

"Your Majesty!"

All of her subordinates shouted in disbelief - their queen's actions were to tell her not to let her agree to Abel's pass.

This is not at all in line with the guidelines of the Alliance.

"My emotions and common sense are telling me that I shouldn't let him go."

Kalia looked around at the rider beside her, and then smiled:

"But before I was a member of the Alliance and a king, I was a knight, and I believed in the spirit of justice."

"And love is the justice I recognize!"

The queen of the class in the moonlight spoke of her will with pride and optimism, and the holy light was as beautiful and pure as ever.

And just like the Queen's will, the Paladins will be loyal to their White Spoon King.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

So, they became two teams and scattered the road.

Two rows of brilliant holy light illuminated the dark forest, and the noble knights seemed to be paving the way to the darkness with their white spoon of holy light, in order to bless the two souls who were about to become undead.

"Thank you." (x2) Alyssa's soul suddenly appeared beside Abel, took him by the hand, lowered her body, and saluted the group of paladins - the dead woman was as grateful as her husband.

There is such a king, there is such a group of paladins

“”

Abel burst into tears.

He was suddenly full of pride and anticipation for his race, and the weak, united class was sure to move towards a better future.

But that future will no longer belong to Abel.

He carried Elisa's corpse on his back and walked past the paladins step by step.

The kingdom of the Forsaken in the north lies ahead of him, and his dreams and hopes lie ahead

But Abel suddenly put down Alyssa and turned to kneel.

He wasn't trying to repent, he wasn't afraid.

"If we succeed, please make us loyal to you in the land of the dead"

He surrendered to the earth.

Even though death was his only destination, he still wanted to help this noble Queen Majesty as much as possible, which was a retribution

The undead hate to live into it doesn't seem to be the perfect truth either

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