As dawn dawned, Kael'thas walked out of the room with bloodshot eyes.

"Little one, are you going to see you off?"

Onexia, who was next to him, walked out and asked.

She stretched her waist, not shy at all to show off her plump figure, and when the leather armor on her upper body was raised, she could see a small belly without a trace of fat.

"Hmm."

Kael'thas replied with a smile, a little curious to find Onexia's navel, and then wondered what its mechanism was.

[Aren't dragons made from eggs?] Why is there a belly button? 】

He couldn't help but think

But apparently this thought is in vain, no one has ever said that transformation can't even conjure up a navel.

"Well, I'm too lazy to go."

Onexia glared at Kael'thas coldly, then stopped lazy and asked:

"It's been boring these days, do you have any new tasks for me to do?"

It's a fake task, she just wants to hang out and have fun.

However, when she mentioned this, Kael'thas really thought of something.

"Onexia"

He glanced around, and after making sure that no one was there, he asked softly:

"Do you know the location of the Dragon's Soul?"

Also known as the Demon Soul, the Dragon's Soul is an artifact created by the Black Dragon King Nesario's fusion of demonic power and guardian dragon power. The Dragon's Soul has near-divine powers, and during the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, Nesario used it to easily destroy countless demons.

But when it came to creating the Dragon's Soul, Nesario didn't input his own essence. He turned against his allies, and the other four-colored dragons suffered heavy losses, especially the blue dragon, which was nearly wiped out and did not recover for the next 10,000 years.

The Dragon's Soul has an unrivaled ability to restrain dragons other than the Black Dragon, and the other dragons become extremely weak as long as they are around the Dragon's Soul. After the Battle of the Ancients, Nesario was defeated and the Dragon's Soul was sealed.

"Dragon's Soul!?"

Even Onexia couldn't help but take a breath when she heard this.

"How could you be probing about this?"

The drum beat in her heart: this little guy won't know any more future.

"You don't care how I can listen, you just tell me if you know where it is."

Kael'thas frowned, certainly not telling her why.

During the Second Orc War in history, the Necrus Skullclender of the Dragonthroat Clan unearthed the sealed Dragon's Soul and used it to control the noble Red Dragon Queen, providing the Horde with air forces.

The Red Dragon is not yet under control in this world, so Kael'thas wonders if the orcs have not unearthed the dragon's soul.

In that case, Kael'thas said nothing that would allow the orcs to succeed.

"How could I know, even my father didn't know!"

Onexia hurriedly shook her head:

"If I knew, I would have taken it a long time ago, though it was useless."

At the end of the War of the Ancients, after defeating the Black Dragon King with the other races, the remaining guardian dragons cast a spell, showing a 'place unknown to the Black Dragons' in the mind of the Night Elf leader Malfurion, and then cast a spell on the Dragon's Soul that the Black Dragons could not use.

Therefore, the Dragon's Soul is not very effective against the black dragon now, although its power can completely control other dragons, it will not be used by the black dragon, and it will not pose a threat to the black dragon.

Although Onexia said that she was useless, her eyes were very bright, indicating that she was still interested in the dragon's soul.

The artifact wouldn't hurt her, but if she got her hands on it and controlled a golem to use the Dragon's Soul, then Onexia could rule over the dragons and do whatever she wanted.

This is also a great temptation for Onexia.

"No, your father should know."

Kael'thas shook his head, remembering that the orcs had dug up the dragon's soul and succeeded under the covert guidance of Deathwing.

Although it is somewhat in conflict with the magic of the ancients, after 10,000 years, Deathwing should now know at least the approximate location of the dragon's soul.

"He knows? Impossible"

Onexia was somewhat surprised by Kael'thas words:

"He's not the kind of guy who knows he'll be indifferent."

Her father was a conspirator, and if he knew the location of the Dragon's Soul, he wouldn't let it go.

Kael'thas certainly knows that, too.

"So, Onexia"

He was helpless, and began to pretend to be a magic stick again, and flickered:

"Your father should be on the move, judging from the black dragon troops of the orcs, your father must have an ironclad connection with the orcs."

"You might as well go to the source of the black dragon and observe it to see if you can find any clues."

“！？”

Onexia's eyes widened:

"Really, little one, you can't lie to me, do you?"

This is no small matter, and Onexia is afraid that Kael'thas will say it casually.

"You can't be wrong."

Kael'thas affirmed:

"But it's up to you whether you can find it or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, Onexia's whole body jumped up.

"I'll leave right away."

She couldn't wait to walk outside:

"Wait for my good news!"

The soul of the dragon has completely attracted this black dragon princess.

"Attention, be careful not to be discovered!!"

Kael'thas shouted for a reminder, not caring if anyone else heard.

"I didn't even eat breakfast."

He then muttered, glancing at what he was holding:

"Then I'll go and say goodbye first."

Kael'thas walked towards the port of Minethir.

Before he could get there, he heard the voices of many soldiers, and the port was bustling with countless human soldiers and paladins gathered.

These are the soldiers who set out for the pacification of Alterac today, and they prepared before dawn, and then immediately took a boat to the Hillsbrad Hills, landed at the town of Nanhai, and after breakfast there, marched all the way to Alterac.

"Brother."

Kalia spotted Kael'thas and ran over.

"I thought you weren't coming."

She said with a happy expression, and the little red dragon also flapped its wings and flew on her shoulder, screaming.

"Didn't I say I would see you off last night?"

Kael'thas patted the little red dragon on the head, then smiled at Kalia:

"So I won't break my word."

Then, Kael'thas held out his other hand, opened it, and showed it to Kalia.

"These are two drawstrings."

He pointed to the two red bands and said:

"The ponytail I tied for you last time was too casual, so I made two new ones last night to tie your hair."

It was a troublesome thing, even if Kael'thas had a foundation in runes, he had consulted with a few female elf mages last night for traces, and he had barely managed to make them.

"Both of them have cleaning magic on them, and I wanted to strengthen my defenses, but I don't have much time, so I can only complete one."

Kael'thas said with some regret.

"No, that's enough!"

Kalia shook her head a little excitedly, moved by this unexpected joy.

"Wait"

She spoke, and then immediately untied the belt on her head and draped her hair loosely.

"Brother, can you tie it for me?"

Kalia asked, her hair that had grown for a few months was scattered behind her shoulders, but it was completely different from the feeling she had when she first saw her, no longer so heroic, but more charming than a woman's surname.

Kael'thas suddenly noticed that this human princess was growing rapidly, and this age was the time when a woman was at her most beautiful.

Other human girls all have long hair and live a quiet and stable life, but this princess has to step on the battlefield

Was he right to set her on this path?

Kael'thas didn't think any further

"Kalia, don't cut your hair again after I've tied it up."

He suddenly said:

"Keep it for a long time, and one day, when you get married, you can take it off, and it will definitely be beautiful."

Kael'thas rarely complimented someone, but it didn't make Kalia happy at all.

She turned around silently and asked Kael'thas to help her tie two ponytails.

The drawstring is long enough to tie two bows

Kael'thas quietly tied it up, gently arranging her hair, and only when it looked flawless before he lowered his hand.

At this time, the port was bustling, and even a few cheers were heard.

Kael'thas and the others looked to the shore and saw some ships approaching quickly.

"Have a nice trip."

Kalia would be the first to leave, and Kael'thas knew about it, so he volunteered to say goodbye to her.

"Hmm."

Kalia nodded, turned, and took a few steps toward the port.

"Brother."

She stopped abruptly again, and looked back with a smile:

"May I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"Will you one day be able to face the hearts of others?"

“”

There was a sourness in his heart, and Kael'thas closed his eyes, he couldn't let the girl across from him see his wavering.

When?

Kael'thas pondered seriously, calculating the time of this war, calculating what must be done in the future, calculating what year would completely change the fate of the High Elves.

At least 10 years

Kael'thas opened his eyes and looked at Kalia.

"8 years, 8 years"

In the end, he couldn't bear to say the distance of 10 years, and shortened the period.

"Eight years?"

Kalia turned her back to Kael'thas:

"Then I'll wait, I'll wait"

She didn't wait for Kael'thas to say anything, and walked away.

[Why bother]

Kael'thas thought sadly, and he turned around and left the port.

However, as he turned around, he saw a male elf walking towards the ship at the same time.

The two nodded to each other and said goodbye briefly.

Baron Sangunaire, he's leaving the wetlands too, but unlike Kalia and the others, he's headed for the Silver Pines Forest.

He's going there, taking over Sylvanas' work and getting her back to Kael'thas. (To be continued)