"Liadrin's gone?"

When Kael'thas walked out of the room, he was a little surprised to hear the news. Why did Liadline leave so suddenly without warning? It stands to reason that she would have informed him in advance!!

"There were a lot of wounded on the front line, and the priest was not enough for the time being, so she was summoned."

Kylesara stood beside him and explained softly, "I don't think she told you because she didn't want to wake you up..."

'That's not right! Your Highness, didn't you forcibly send her away...'

The faces of the guards behind them suddenly looked a little strange.

But Kael'thas didn't notice this, although he still couldn't think about it, but if it was needed by the front, he could understand: "There is no way to do it, Liadline is still very powerful!" ”

Whether it is the use of spells or the sense of crisis, Kael'thas feels that her strength can reassure her teammates, and she will definitely be a strong nurse in the future...

[Isn't it amazing...]

A chill flashed in her eyes, and Kaelsala frowned, feeling that she couldn't let Kael'thas be with the priest anymore.

'What a horrible breath!!' ’

And Lotherma, who had just returned, sensitively sensed the cold air of Kylesara, shrank back, and instantly hid behind...

No one saw her return, and the poor lost another chance to show her presence.

Kael'thas and Kaelsala walked towards Taqueline, the Dragon Eagle combat unit did not have a dragon eagle that could carry people, so Kaelsala had to sit with Kael'thas on a chocobo.

They arrived at Taqueline with a flock of dragon eagles.

This was Kael'thas' second visit to the small town, and perhaps it was a village. Taqueline is located in the most central transportation hub of the Woodlands, the only one that connects the roads to the High Elf Village on all sides, and where the command center of the Woodlands is located.

Of course, unlike the game, Taqueline is now fully built. There are two resting inns, several medicine shops and blacksmith shops, as well as a full range of vocational training instructors!

"You can play outside..."

Kaelsala handed the chocobo to Taqueline's mount keeper, then turned to Kael'thas and said. The latter nodded, and he led a few guards into the tall command post in the center of the town.

Before going to Amani's tomb, he had to complete the handover and clerical appointment there, and by the way, make some preparations for Kael'thas mission. There are a lot of things, and it may take a while to come out.

"Are you His Highness Kael'thas ?"

Kael'thas waited boredly under the guards, but it wasn't long before an old voice called him.

"I just..."

Kael'thas turned his head and saw a mature High Elf man, his eyes shining with wisdom, making people wonder if the voice just now was from him: "May I ask who you are?" ”

"I'm Ralphslav, Elder of the Tirisfa Council, maybe you don't know what the Tirisfa Council is, but it doesn't matter, trust me, it's a great organization..."

The elf walked over, bent down to look at Kael'thas, and made no secret of his admiration, and continued, "I am friends with your mentor Mephites, so I have heard about you, Your Highness..."

Tiris's method? Kael'thas was taken aback, how could he not know about this great organization? He had even heard the name Ralphslav a long time ago...

The Council of OrderofTirisfal is a secret organization initiated by the High Elves to unite humanity, composed of 7 of the most powerful mages, whose mission is to pass on the power to each of the strongest mortals, making him a guardian, secretly destroying demons and protecting all of Azeroth from demonic magic corrupting the world.

"It's an honor to meet you, Lord Ralphslav..."

Kaelsa hurriedly bowed, this was one of the three High Elves of the Council of Tiris, the most powerful mage, and at the same time a noble mage.

They can be said to have dedicated their lives to all the creatures of this world, but they can only live in the shadows in obscurity, and for this, Kael'thas should be respected!

"You've heard of me, it's amazing!"

Ralphsla was surprised by Kael'thas saluting, who acted as if he knew him. How is this possible? Mephites didn't take the initiative to tell their students, as the die-hard race supremacist had always felt that Ralfuslav and the others were betraying the High Elf Kingdom.

"Sure, but why are you here?"

"I'm just going home to see..."Ralphsla smiled, he had indeed been out looking for traces of demons for many years, and this time he only wanted to come back by chance, but he didn't expect to see the future Sun King all of a sudden.

"Huh? You don't seem to have a weapon yet? ”

He looked at Kael'thas and suddenly became surprised: "Hasn't Your Highness started learning swordsmanship yet?" ”

"Swordsmanship? I'm already an arcane mage! ”

"Not that problem!"

The royal treasure of the High Elves is a sword, and each Sun King is a master of arcane and swordsmanship, so they have to start learning swordsmanship at an early age.

Ralphsla opened his mouth to explain to Kael'thas, but he immediately closed it, and he remembered in time that there was still a 'Prince'.

"Oh, I mean, that's not a problem..."

Ralfuslav laughed dryly, walked to the blacksmith's shop, bought a normal longsword, and walked back.

"Is Your Highness using pure arcane magic?"

He looked at Kael'thas and asked.

Kael'thas shook his head, "No, I like to use fire magic!" ”

"Haha, it's really a tradition of the Wang family..."

Ralphsla laughed, holding his sword in front of him, and pondered for a moment before slowly reaching out his hand and carving it.

His hand emitted a red light peculiar to flames, and with ease, he carved some inexplicable runes on the sword.

"I'll give you this rune sword..."

Ralphsla handed the sword to the stunned Kael'thas and explained, "It can increase some fire damage, maybe it will help Your Highness..."

Ralfuslava is not a professional enchanter, but he can fully enchant low-level weapons. He didn't have anything to give Kael'thas as a greeting gift, which wasn't bad.

"Shorel'Aran (Goodbye), His Royal Highness the Young Prince..."

After nodding Kael'thas and leaving a small gift, Ralphsla said goodbye in a good mood.

"Who is the Guardian now?"

Kael'thas held his sword and hurriedly asked loudly.

"You know so much..."

Ralphs slumped and slowly approached the portal.

"Medivan, his name is Medivan..."

Ralfsla's answer rang in Kael'thas's mind, and this answer made Kael'thas's heart suddenly cold

Medivan... How could it be Medivan? Did he show up so early?

Will history continue to evolve like that?

……

This afternoon,

It wasn't until Kaelsala came out that Kael'thas let go of his worries again.

Probably not...

Even if he could, he still had an older brother...

Isn't it?