In the dark underground alleyways, illusory images swayed.

It was a forest shrouded in fog, and the once verdant foliage had become dull and lifeless.

Countless cemeteries lined up, and bony hands emerged from the ground, struggling to crawl out one skeleton after another.

They lingered in place with their numb eyes open, until the loud bell rang out, causing blood-red flames to light up in their hollow eye sockets.

These newborn spirits began to move, walking in the same direction.

It was a small, gloomy village, with a statue erected at the door.

Pitch black and cold statue of a woman with a surname

"This"

Kael'thas his eyes widened, and his hair was still damp after washing.

"How could it be?"

He had expected that the day would be as fruitless as usual, but the sudden appearance of the moment caught his attention.

To be precise, it was the statue that caught his eye.

Kael'thas stepped forward to see better, but the illusory sight suddenly disappeared like smoke.

"Nothing has changed, nothing has changed"

However, the scene that was unfolded just now was not in vain.

Kael'thas clenched his fists tightly.

"Medivan, you lied to me!"

He turned back to Medivan and shouted:

"Her fate has not changed at all!"

Although it was a short time, Kael'thas clearly saw that the statue was Aurelia.

The statue shows Aurelia standing in front of the village of the dead in leather armor and with a bow and arrow in her hand—a clear indication of her identity.

If Kael'thas is not mistaken, the scene that has just appeared is supposed to be the birthplace of the undead.

The newborn spirits go to be baptized with the bells and swear allegiance to their queen.

"No, I didn't lie to you, her fate has changed."

Medivan didn't expect the image to appear in such a scene.

But that scene also proves his point: the future is changing.

Kael'thas was destined to see this, destined to change this.

"Aurelia is the Queen of the Dead, did you just see her chest?"

Medivan asked Kael'thas as he spoke.

The time just now was too short, and Kael'thas couldn't see it very clearly.

"Any questions?"

He suppressed his anger and said:

"What does this have to do with you lying to me?"

[Originally, it really didn't matter. 】

Medivan smiled wryly.

He really was lying to Kael'thas at first, but the sight just now made up for his lie.

Medivin had known for a long time that Aurelia would become the Queen of the Dead, and even the cause of her death.

Aurelia died because of a piercing in the chest, and it's still the same

This is just enough to allow Medivan to continue his lies.

"Didn't you see that part of her chest was reforged? That's why she died. ”

Medivin calculated in his mind, and then began to explain:

"Two powerful monsters will pierce her chest with swords, and you were by your side at the time, and you couldn't save her in time."

Except for the location of Aurelia's death, it's almost all a lie.

But when Medivan spoke in a very low and solemn tone, it was as if it were really happening.

"The reason why I let you enter the holy level quickly is to give you enough power to change this."

He slyly turned the subject back again:

"As long as you become a saint, you will have enough strength to protect her."

The future is strange, and Medivan is not sure of everything.

But there was one thing he was not lying.

If Kael'thas had become a saint and Aurelia had been by his side, she wouldn't have died.

In that change, as long as he reached the Holy Level, Kael'thas could have a greater initiative.

“”

Kael'thas was silent and recalled.

He thought about it for a long time before he was sure that the piece of the statue's chest that he had glanced at in a split second was indeed a slightly different color.

If Medivan had looked directly at it from the beginning, he would have determined that this problem would have been normal.

"You're right, but I'm going to need to do a little bit more this time."

However, Kael'thas didn't dare to trust Medivan too much this time.

He didn't know the cause of Aurelia's death, but knowing the location would have done a lot to prepare.

Perhaps because of the anger still lingering in his heart, Kael'thas quickly left.

Medivan sighed and stood in place.

"It turned out to be her"

After a while, Solan Lian walked out with a complicated face.

She saw the sight as soon as she arrived, but hid.

After finding out who Aurelia was, the astral sorcerer felt a little uncomfortable - Medivan didn't tell her the answer.

Solanlian remembered fighting with Aurelia and she really didn't want to see this woman die.

"Now"

Medivan turned his head to look at the sorcerer, and a wry smile appeared on his face:

"It doesn't have to be her"

"Your Highness already knows this, and he will definitely make preparations."

The old mage shook his head with some regret.

"If it were to happen again, it wouldn't be like this."

That future was completely mired.

Whether to die in a different way, or to change a person

There are too many possibilities for Medivan to guess.

But it doesn't matter

The important thing is that both Madison and Solan Lian's efforts are making the future meet their expectations little by little.

The big picture can't be changed, but small changes can still be made.

Medivan believes that these small changes will one day lead to a better future for the world over time.

"This is my last attempt as a human."

He whispered.

As Solanlian looked over, Medivan looked back at her with heavier eyes.

"After this time, I will be the guide of all the glorious races of the world."

He told him about his future.

- A storm struck the shores of Lordaeron.

The paladins of the Silver Hand went to save the refugees, and Arthas came to the aid on Terenus's orders.

They are collecting refugees from several villages, but some are still missing.

"Arthas, you go to the beach over there and see if there's anyone."

Uther gave Alsace a task.

Without the slightest hesitation, the human prince mounted his horse and headed for the beach.

However, there was nothing on the beach except some broken wood.

Alsace goes up the beach.

He walked for a few minutes, and when he was about to go back because he found nothing, the feeling of being targeted by a snake suddenly appeared.

Creeps

Arthas stiffened, looking around.

On the side of the coast, a blue glow appeared in the gloomy forest.

Something seems to be coming this way.

"Come here, young prince"

"Here I am"

A seductive voice rang in his ears.

Arthas's eyes were hazy, and he drove his horse closer and closer to the forest

【Alsace! 】

But a female voice suddenly rang in his head.

Arthas remembered his sister in time, and his eyes snapped back to his senses.

"That's not right!"

Danger - intuition sounded a siren in his heart.

Arthas bit his tongue, ignoring the contents of the forest, and immediately let the horse go back.

After he left, a stiff body walked out with a long sword.

"The Master"

He lowered his head and called out with a slight tremble, for fear that his master would be angry.

"Failed again!"

The ice splinter hanging around his neck swayed violently, and an angry voice came from inside:

"How can that human prince be so strong-willed?"

"Idiot, why are you still standing stupidly? Hide!! ”

This action is quite correct.

As soon as Arthas returned to the paladins, he immediately reported the incident.

"Monsters?"

Uther's expression became wary.

"Arthas, lead the way, let's go over and see!"

He took some paladins into the forest and searched carefully.

However, after searching for a full thirty minutes, there was still no result.

Gradually, some paladins got impatient

Uther noticed this and sighed.

"Forget it, there's nothing, let's go back."

He gave the order.

"Teacher"

Alsace was incredulous.

"Arthas, maybe you're too tired."

Uther smiled gently, not blaming Arthas in the slightest.

But this humiliated Alsace.

[I'm not lying]

He thought so, but didn't say more.

These paladins are very powerful people, and nothing can escape from their search.

Arthas didn't want to provoke these guys.

They walked back.

On the way, Arthas rode his horse and followed last.

"Shhhh

The horse suddenly barked and stopped, and Arthas patted its neck with some curiosity, and then noticed a blue ice splinter in front of the horse's hooves.

"This is"

Arthas remembered the blue light.

But this ice shatter didn't have such a strong glow, it couldn't be the monster.

But even if it wasn't, this thing would definitely have something to do with monsters.

Arthas dismounted and cautiously picked up the ice chips.

It was a biting cold, and it was unusual.

[It's related to the monster just now.] 】

For some reason, Arthas decided to keep it so he could investigate the monsters.

He wasn't going to hand it over to Uther, he was going to act quietly alone.

And just like that, Arthas left with the paladins.

After they left, that coast.

With the faint sound of waves, a person holding the Frost Sword slowly walked out from under the ocean as if he had no buoyancy.

"The Master"

He spoke again.

But now there was no more ice in his chest.

[Fortunately, with him, Darkan is much smarter than you idiot]

The Frost Sword glowed with a seeping blue cold light, and the old voice whispered in the man's head:

[Now, you just wait for the opportunity to come]

(To be continued)