The sea breeze blows, and the gold leaves fall one after another.

Kael'thas stood on the shore in a pale golden shadow, quietly looking at the tombstone in front of him.

"The Soul Is Withdrawn"

He whispered, then smiled:

"Sure enough, are you still in this world? Sylvanas"

For the first time, Kael'thas was glad for the inevitability of history.

Before Sylvanas died, he asked Onexia to split Sylvanas in two, where the dead half slumbered.

However, this death is not really a death.

Even if the body is dead, the soul is still alive.

Sylvanas still has the other half of her body alive, and one day, Kael'thas will have the power to bring them back to one.

No

If anything, as long as Sylvanas' soul is alive, her body is completely dead.

The demigods of this world are the best reference.

The demigods who died in the ancient wars will be resurrected by the Night Elves in the future.

What they can do, Kael'thas can't do.

"As long as your soul does not escape, one day, I will be able to resurrect you completely."

Kael'thas crouched and softly reached for the tombstone.

But his hand passed through the tombstone - he forgot that this body was a false body.

After becoming the Well of the Sun, Kael'thas could theoretically not be separated from the Well of the Sun, at least not until he became the Well of Eternity.

The phantom of the present. It is condensed by the energy of the Well of the Sun that pervades Quel'Salas.

"Even Quel'Salas can't get out of this way, it seems that he has to find a way."

Kael'thas withdrew his hand with some regret.

He was just about to leave, when he remembered something.

Sylvanas's soul should have been taken by Neozu now, and according to the original direction, Sylvanas would later reclaim her body and become queen.

Retrieving a decaying body?

"That's not going to work. 】

Kael'thas frowned, and then condensed energy from the air, sending little by little to the corpse under the tombstone.

The power of these sunwells repairs and sustains Sylvanas' dead body. And he is able to make some contact with Kael'thas - he can directly connect with each elf through the energy of the Well of the Sun.

The existence of demon addiction has now become a powerful advantage for Kael'thas.

When everything was done, the shadow of Kael'thas dissipated with the wind.

His spirit returned to the Well of the Sun. Inside that high up in the body.

"Finally connected to you"

Before he could open his eyes, a familiar voice reached Kael'thas soul.

"Nozdorm, long time no see."

He replied faintly in his heart.

"Ahh It's been 200 years, allies."

The Time Dragon King nodded, and then exclaimed:

"I'm angry when I say it, why didn't you contact me directly after you became the Well of the Sun?"

Kael'thas shook his head.

A golden shard traveled through time and was thrown in front of Nozdorm.

"To protect my soul, this system is broken, and I have no way to find your place."

The Dragon King of Time received such an answer.

"System, that thing I've been working on with you for eight hundred years?"

Nozdorm grabbed the shards and looked at them, then crumbled them into crumbs:

"As I said a long time ago, your whimsical ideas can't come true, this thing is a cripple."

He snorted. Then I got nervous again.

"Your soul isn't broken now?"

Kael'thas nodded.

"Nozdorm, I made an agreement with you to let me be reborn, right?" …,

His voice grew cold:

"You never told me about this situation."

Nozdom was speechless.

"It will take too long for you to be reborn and then gain enough strength to realize my dreams."

He then explained faintly:

"Wouldn't it be best for me to make you a god directly? And lost feelings. You're definitely better at it."

This made Kael'thas feel his heart sink.

Fortunately, Liadeline and the system are still there, otherwise he would have been killed by this 'ally'.

"I'm sure I'll grant your wish."

So he assured word by word.

"Then I'll be relieved."

Nozdorm breathed a sigh of relief, he hesitated.

"Can I ask you?"

"Say."

Kael'thas did not refuse.

"Are you Kael'thas now?"

Nozdom asked.

He waited a few seconds, then got a clear answer.

"From the time I chose to save her, I was Kael'thas "

Kael'thas replied.

No matter who he was in the past, he has only one identity at the moment.

From birth to growth, step by step to the present. He couldn't change his identity anymore.

The answer silenced Nozdorm.

He got the answer he wanted.

Since it is Kael'thas, even if there is no agreement, this elven prince will fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Dragon King of Time - to save it from endless work.

【Rely on your allies】

Nozdorm vanished without a sound.

The Well of the Sun, beside the ruins being rebuilt.

[Why hasn't His Highness woken up yet]

Lotherma crouched to the side and looked up at Kael'thas in a daze.

She loves to stay here because Kael'thas sees her every time he wakes up.

This little highness, who has become very powerful, will not forget her existence again.

"Lotherma"

Sure enough, when Kael'thas spoke up again, he called out her name.

"Yes. Your Highness! ”

Lotherma stood up energetically, and asked with her eyes shining:

"Do you have any orders?"

Kael'thas eyes were fixed on her.

"Go outside and greet today's guests."

He commanded.

Lotherma immediately responded.

As she walked outside, passing a sleeping lazy dragon, Lotherma was tempted to stomp on her wings spread out on the ground, but gave up.

She couldn't beat this black dragon princess.

Leaving the Well of the Sun, I found today's guest in front of the Spellbreakers who were defending outside the palace - a young elf in golden armor.

Lotherma knew him.

Myla. Dawnblade, once a paladin.

Because the Human Mentor taught a traitorous disciple who helped in the attack on Quel'Thalas. The young elf gave up his status as a paladin in disgrace.

But he still wields the power of the Light - every few days he comes to the Well of the Sun to demonstrate the power of the Light.

Kael'thas is researching this power, seemingly intending to spread it to the entire race.

[But, why did she come too?] 】

Lotherma also noticed the little priest next to Myra, Liadrin.

Hasn't this little priest recently been assigned to Solan Lian to help? How did you come here?

Although there is some confusion. But Lotherma still knocked the guards on the head - patting them on the shoulders didn't work.

"Ahh

The spellbreakers felt the pain in their heads and immediately got out of the way.

"Your Highness will let you pass."

Needless to explain, these lawbreakers knew the order.

Every time. Sadly, they still don't know what the truth is.

Lotherma's low presence is something that even lawbreakers can't see. …,

Myra and Liadline naturally don't know, but Myra has been here a few times, so she can take Liadline directly over.

Lothmar followed them.

When they entered the Well of the Sun, the two visitors knelt down.

"Your Highness."

They greeted respectfully.

Kael'thas looked at the two men condescendingly.

"Are you coming?"

He smiled softly.

"Myla, feel the power."

Kael'thas stretched out his hand, which swirled with a golden glow, but slightly different from the fluctuations of the Well of the Sun.

The light fell, and then fell on Myra's body.

"This, this"

Myra's eyes widened suddenly, and she was pleasantly surprised:

"This is the power of the Light. Your Highness, you have succeeded!! ”

Liadline began to get nervous, and at once she guessed why Kael'thas had asked her to come over.

She doesn't want to be a priest anymore and has been learning some spell tricks lately, but it seems that Kael'thas has a better idea.

"The power of the priest is somewhat similar to that of the paladin"

Really. Kael'thas then turned his gaze to her, smiling:

"Liadrin, how about becoming a paladin instead of learning spells?"

Even though it didn't have long hair swaying in the wind, the smile shimmered with a dazzling gold—the same smile that Liadline had had when she first met the elven prince.

The smile that made her lose her in that moment had made Liadeline think that she would never see her again.

But it's still there. Relying on the protection of others, he stayed.

Unwillingness, guilt, sadness

Strong feelings rang in Liadrin's chest, and she lowered her head.

"Please make me a paladin, Your Highness."

It's a request, and it's a desire.

[Another story goes back to square one.] 】

Kael'thas thought so, and then stepped down step by step, to Liadline's side.

[No, maybe it's a little different]

He noticed the sword behind Liadrin's back.

Queldra actually chose this girl as its owner

The story, after all, is still going in a better direction.

"Liadline"

Kael'thas stretched out his hand and put it on the little priest's head, and touched it gently:

"Looks like I'll never see you in your skirt again"

Powerful light erupted from his hands, and then surged towards Liadrin.

The little priest's eyes turned red

[I haven't forgotten]

[Your Highness has not forgotten]

She wept and rejoiced in her heart, and then opened her arms wholeheartedly to embrace the power of the Light.

The Light is Justice, and the Light is Faith

But justice or faith, Liadline just wants to embrace everything with a protective heart.

She wanted to protect someone who could never be lost again

This is her life, a life that must be guarded with the blood of the enemy (your support is my greatest motivation.) )