At night, most of the elves of Silvermoon City fell asleep.

Moonlight covered the city and pierced through a translucent body.

Kael'thas vanished from the air, leaving no shadow on the ground.

He came to the Tower of the Sun, and walked inside.

Whenever the clone rests, Kael'thas turns his mind to Silvermoon City.

His mind doesn't need a break

The matter of Eresaras is over for now, and Quelcella is quenching in Onexia's hands, so Kael'thas has more time.

He entered a room.

There was nothing in the empty room, and the large round bed was left alone in the center. On top of its thin, soft, warm mattress lay half of Sylvanas.

This half-length face has a ruddy color, and it is getting healthier day by day.

"When will you wake up? Sylvanas"

Kael'thas reached out his hand, and though he couldn't touch it, he still used it to caress Sylvanas's silhouette - perhaps that would make him a little happier.

He longed to see Sylvanas awaken sooner.

But he was also vaguely afraid of her awakening

Splitting the soul body, when Sylvanas wakes up, is she really still her?

Or is she really Sylvanas' brother like that liar?

Brother

It's a sad story.

Although Sylvanas and Kaelsalla are somewhat similar. But the fixed notion has not allowed Kael'thas to really guess this outcome.

Until Sylvanas died.

The moment she died, Kael'thas had a breakthrough in the midst of intense mood swings.

After advancing to the Holy Rank. His power completely surpassed that of Lotherma, and he successfully retrieved all of his previous memories.

Knowing the companionship of Lotherma from childhood to adulthood. The identity of Sylvanas, who is her superior, can naturally be guessed.

She turned out to be Kyle Sarah

The moment the truth came out, Kael'thas went completely insane.

He resented himself and many people, and did not hesitate to sacrifice himself as the Well of the Sun.

There's no going back.

Kael'thas could no longer hold back.

When he became the Well of the Sun, he was destined to have only two paths in his life.

Either it will be feared by all, or it will be coveted and destroyed like the Well of Eternity and the last Well of the Sun.

"Huh?"

Kael'thas let go of his hand and turned to look back.

He felt a man quickly approaching from outside. The warm and familiar power should be Anvina.

In order not to disturb Sylvanas, Kael'thas thought about it and walked slowly outside.

Because of this, he didn't see Sylvanas's eyebrows move.

After going out. Tom's figure appeared in the moonlight, and sure enough, it was Anvina.

The elf was dressed in a beautiful white dress, and her eyes were shining.

"Father!"

She jumped up with her long hands, but went through with an 'oops'.

Immediately after, Anvena stood up with a pouting and patting her ass.

"Bullying"

She complained.

Kael'thas smiled.

"Since you know I'm here, you should be able to sense that it's not an entity, and you shouldn't have pounced on me."

He waved at the elves who were nervously following behind Avena and asked the guards to retreat before asking Avena again:

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I was just getting ready for bed!"

Anvena looked at Kael'thas with those big blue eyes. Full of Happiness:

"But I felt your breath and put on my clothes again."

She pulled her long skirt around like a mischievous butterfly.

"This is the dress that the knight's sister chose for me, is it beautiful?"

When it comes to knights, I can only mean Liadrin.

Kael'thas was used to hearing priests, and changing his name for a while made him a little awkward.

"Well, it's beautiful."

He responded to Avena's words with a smile.

Looking at the way this little elf was full of life, Kael'thas always felt very nostalgic.

He was so carefree when he was a kid.

However, no matter how carefree it is, education is necessary.

The energy in Anvina's body was solid. It's time for her to learn spells - as a collection of arcane energy, there's no class better suited to Avena than a mage.

Kael'thas offered her an invitation.

"Mage, is it fun?"

Anvena looked dazed.

Although he had met many mages, this elf had only been born for a few months and knew nothing about the specifics.

“”

"I think it's more fun than other classes, at least mages can use magic to make food without starving themselves."

Kael'thas didn't know how to answer Avena's doubts, so he could only reluctantly give an answer.

However, this answer works outstandingly.

"Then I'm going to learn."

Anvina immediately responded:

"I hate being hungry the most"

Her face then turned a little uneven, as if she remembered something she had experienced before.

Kael'thas was a little curious, but he didn't ask.

"Then come with me."

He took Avena and walked out.

As he walked outside the Tower of the Sun, Kael'thas stopped.

He reached out and absorbed the energy from the air.

A teleportation circle emerged from under the feet of the two of them, instantly teleporting them to the Arcane Path.

In Quel'Thalas, the power of the Well of the Sun was in the air, and Kael'thas was free to cast spells.

Under the starry sky, the cold wind blew from both sides, making Avena shiver slightly.

"Where is this?"

She turned to look at Kael'thas . His pale golden shadow exuded warmth in the wind.

Anvena couldn't help but lean towards Kael'thas.

"It's the way of the arcane."

Kael'thas sighed softly.

He recalled that when he first came here, Mephites used to put a cloak on him. It's a pity. The cloak was now in his doppelganger's storage necklace.

"Avena, let's go. In the name of Quel'Thalas. Let's go to the temple of magic."

Looking at the blonde-haired and blue-eyed elf in front of him, Kael'thas felt joy wandering in his heart.

He smiled, then took a step, and the elf in the white dress immediately followed.

'Wow'

As Avena stepped forward, blue flames burst into flames on both sides of the corridor.

Just for a moment. Hundreds of flames spread out in front of the two of them, winding all the way to unseen heights.

"Wow"

Anvina's mouth opened wide, surprised by the beautiful view.

Her eyes were drawn to the flames, and she looked over one by one.

"Every flame here. It's all the crystallization of a deceased arcane mage. ”

Kael'thas looked at Anvena as if he had seen his childhood self.

How many people have passed through this joy, pride, and a trace of bitterness?

The years have passed, and the generations have passed

But at least, Kael'thas fulfilled his promise and found the next master of the Arcane Path.

What Mephiterus taught him was, but he was an unsuccessful successor.

As a king and as a god, he may not be destined to maintain the pure land of this guardian with peace of mind.

"This is the sacred place for our arcane heritage, Avena. What do you see in those flames? ”

Kael'thas asked.

"Fire, Thunder, Water"

In the cold wind, Anvena followed his footsteps closely, and then tilted her head to look at the flames around her:

"And many, many things."

Her qualifications are perhaps even stronger than Kael'thas.

A pure arcane body, simply made for magic.

Kael'thas looked up at the flames, the blue flames burning in his golden instant, but no longer looking mysterious and shocking.

He was already able to see through the flames.

"They're calling you."

Kael'thas stepped aside, then pointed ahead and said:

"Go ahead, Anvina, and believe in what you have seen. Then find your way. ”

Without his hindrance, the power of the Arcane Way swooped down on Avena with a shout of joy.

The elf looked horrified, then gritted its teeth.

"I'm not afraid of you."

She stubbornly took a step.

Bathed in arcane brilliance, her long white dress was covered with a blue glow.

Kael'thas followed, and he saw a frost shield appear beside Anvina, flames burning beneath her feet, and purple balls of light flashing above her head

Superb qualifications, shocking spell fit.

[I left behind an amazing guy. 】

Kael'thas thought so, secretly rejoicing in his actions.

Give up the energy fragments, but get a spirit with infinite potential, and with a single thought, you will gain more.

Thankfully.

He followed Avena as he made his way to the top of the Arcane Path.

The elf didn't stop, it was getting faster and faster, and the power of the entire arcane way couldn't stop her path.

Time was fleeting, and by the time Avena had stopped, she had reached the attic.

One, two, and then a third arcane orb rose above Avena's head.

The Orcane Ball doesn't look like it's the preserve of Kael'thas.

But the effect of the two may not be the same.

"Ah, it's over"

Anvina's voice was a little lost.

Kael'thas asked, somewhat amusedly:

"And what do you know?"

"Hee-hee"

Anvena turned around and smiled confidently:

"Father, Arcane is the source of all spells, right?"

Correct answer.

The flames around him trembled violently, and Kael'thas looked at the nearest blue flame.

When his eyes looked straight over, he saw Mephites' smile clearly.

"Avena, starting today."

The attic door opened silently, and Kael'thas led Avena inside.

"You are my disciple, the guardian of the new High Rank and Blood Elves." (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )