In the morning in Eresaras, tiny birds skim over the city.

On a new day, Kael'thas looked to the north.

He handed Quelsella over to Lannather, and together with the mages, he raised the transparent magical barrier.

Enchantments prevent a lot of leakage of magic fluctuations.

With this done, Kael'thas handed over the entire work of Eresaras to Solan Lianne and prepared to leave.

He didn't want to take anyone, but these subordinates couldn't accept it.

This time, the destination is different from the previous one, and it is very risky to go to the gathering place of several forces and the area where the Burning Legion appears.

Even if it was a doppelganger, few people agreed that Kael'thas would go it alone.

The two most radical were Aurelia and Valella - who were even more stubborn than Solanlian.

"Why?"

Kael'thas really couldn't figure out what these two were holding onto, knowing that he wouldn't die, so why bother?

"Your Highness is too confident, a group of monsters have gathered in the north, and no one is sure if they can directly harm your body."

Aurelia was the first to answer.

Before she died, Sylvanas asked her to protect Kael'thas and that she would not allow the prince to be harmed.

It was the only thing she could do for Sylvanas right now.

And if it weren't for the special cuirass that Kael'thas had prepared for her, Akmund's original blow could have killed her along with her.

The traces of that flame are still engraved on her breastplate.

"I can take care of Your Highness, and you need a thief to test the information."

Valera replied. She wore the long skirt of a maid, but beneath her beautiful appearance was a murderous aura.

The weapons belonging to the thieves were placed on either side of her feet, covered with a long skirt, ready to be used to strike a fatal blow.

In the end, Kael'thas took the two men on the journey.

They climb mountains, walk on remote trails, and gallop all the way north, accobos that can adapt to the terrain of mountains and plains at the same time. became the best helper.

After sunset, the three of them came to the Gray Valley.

This lush forest is dim and secluded, and from time to time you can see fist-sized blue elements floating through the dense forest.

"Dismiss chocobos. Walk quietly and keep your distance from those things. ”

Kael'thas commanded Aurelia and Valera.

The two men complied.

"Your Highness, could it be that those blue lights are the souls of the Night Elves?"

Aurelia's eyes gleamed. Watch carefully at the blue light in the distance.

"Hmm."

Kael'thas nodded:

"When the Night Elves die, their souls become such elves."

It's very frustrating, the Night Elves are blessed with the ability to stay and wander the world even after death. Fortunately, these souls do not have any strength, nor can they have the same body and perception as normal people.

Kael'thas guessed that the blue light would disappear over time, otherwise he would be even more unbalanced.

Powerful Night Elves can communicate with these spirits and can easily control all the information in their territory.

In order not to be discovered by these elves, the actions of the three became very cautious.

"Your Highness, these elves seem to only wander in the forest, why don't we try to find some paths to walk?"

Valella jumped awkwardly as she lifted her skirt. Then she objected - she didn't believe the Night Elves would have sentry posts on all roads.

"Nope."

However, Kael'thas interrupted her thoughts:

"The Night Elves have controlled this forest for as many as 10,000 years, and there are many free-roaming treemen and other creatures on the road, and the surveillance is more comprehensive than the forest."

He glanced back at Valera's dress, then pulled a few vines over and handed it to Valera:

"You tie up your skirts."

Valera smiled wryly and pulled the corners of her skirt to her knees, then carefully restrained it to keep it from falling.

The white calves were exposed. There were also two daggers that glowed red and green, as well as some small poisoned throwing arrows.

Although there were specially equipped footmuffs to house these things, Kael'thas was still a little frightened.

What if I accidentally hurt myself? 】

He thought so, but when he saw Valrera's calm look, he didn't ask.

When she returns, Kael'thas plans to have better gear prepared for her.

The trio continued north. Ten minutes passed, and the sound of the fighting that was taking place reached their ears.

"Let's go over and make sure."

Kael'thas led the way to the battle.

As the distance closed, the voices became clearer and clearer, and the aura of power gradually settled.

The cold, dark force is the devil.

And there is also some fanaticism and the power of the Light

Kael'thas probably guessed who was fighting.

When the Alliance and the Horde, as well as the demons, come together, something must have happened.

"Your Highness, do you want to move on?"

Aurelia also seems to be sure of the truth in the distance.

“”

Kael'thas hesitated.

"Forget it, let's go check it out."

He decided to take a look anyway, and he wouldn't be noticed if he stayed in the shadows.

The three of them walked over, hid in the trees of the forest, and looked at the battlefield.

In the wide valley, the war was more tragic than they expected.

On the ground, there are a large number of corpses of demons, orcs, and humans, and many more are still fighting.

Kael'thas was drawn to the figures in the middle.

A human knight glowing with holy light, an orc warrior with a war hammer, is attacking a giant abyss demon.

And leading them were Thrall and Kalia.

The two young leaders seemed to be even stronger than they had been a few months ago, and their actions were like two lightning bolts.

However, all of their attacks are useless against the Abyss Demon.

"Manolos"

Kael'thas pronounced the name of the Dreadlord.

"Your Highness. Who's that? ”

Valera asked.

"It should be the second most powerful person among the demons who came to this world, and the previous orc wars only happened because the orcs drank his blood."

Kael'thas replied.

[Could it be that Sal and Kalia have saved Grom from his rage?] 】

He frowned.

The situation in front of him was a bit unpleasant, although Thrall and Kalia were both armed with powerful weapons, the two of them were too young to threaten Manolos after all.

Manolos is a berserk demon with a thirst for destruction, a keen interest in hatred and killing, one of the three lords of the Abyss Demon and one of the highest leaders of the Burning Legion. It is directly accountable to Sargeras.

A demon that is more powerful than a demigod, Kael'thas is not sure that his current clone can kill it.

However, this battle may not need his help.

Kael'thas spotted Grom's figure on his side—and sure enough, he was awake from Manolos' control.

The Abyss Lord quickly knocked everyone around him away, then sneered and walked towards Grom.

Grom fell there. Reluctantly raised his body, he watched as Maloneos mocked him:

"Grom, you have my blood in your veins. My anger, keep fighting for me. You know, we're the same. ”

The demon's words sparked Grom's anger.

"No!"

With a roar, he raised his tomahawk and rushed forward.

Maloneos brandished his formidable long-handled weapon-

However, unexpectedly, the battle axe actually cut off the Abyss Lord's weapon, and the armor on his chest shattered, leaving the battle axe deeply embedded in his body.

"Damn, how could it be!!"

With an unwilling roar, Mronos turned into white light and exploded.

In the dazzling flash of fire, Grom was also blasted to the ground in the distance, spitting out blood.

"Grom!"

Kael'thas saw Thrall nervously running towards Grom.

He knew the story was over.

The chieftain of the Warsong clan falls. The last curse that flowed in the orc's blood was gone.

"Let's go."

Kael'thas and Aurelia continued silently.

He soon heard Thrall's angry roar, and perhaps a new era for orcs began.

However, a familiar feeling also ran from behind.

The wind calls in the forest, passing by the ears.

There, there

That's what they told her.

Keep running, keep running

When Kael'thas turned his head when he felt something strange.

Kalia. The young human queen has appeared in the back.

The light shone over her, illuminating the dark forest.

"Long time no see"

At this moment, Kael'thas didn't know what was welling up in his heart.

But he still smiled and said hello:

"I didn't expect you to be so sensitive."

Perhaps the three elves underestimated Kalia so much that no one noticed her movements.

"Brother"

However, at this time, the most unbelievable person is Kalia.

She chased after her as she felt desperate, but she didn't expect to see Kael'thas in real time.

This elven prince smiled in front of her as always. Kalia's eyes filled with mist.

She trembled as she held the Ember Bringer, tears as if they might fall at any moment.

"I'm sorry"

In the end, Kalia bowed her head and apologized.

"Why apologize?"

Kael'thas asked, puzzled.

"I never knew"

Kalia replied with some trembling:

"I don't know about the Well of the Sun"

She had no idea what Akmund was for, nor was she aware of the importance of the Well of the Sun to the elves.

Kael'thas never suspected this.

"You know now?"

But he was more concerned about Kalia's current performance - did she already know about the destruction of the Well of the Sun?

"Well, Master Crassus told me everything."

Kalia replied honestly:

"I also know that a lot of elves died"

She didn't say exactly which elves they were, but that was to keep them from hurting Kael'thas any more.

Anastaryen's death may also be known.

But the Sunwell was sealed before it was activated, and she probably didn't know about it yet.

Kael'thas looked at Kalia silently.

"Kalia, don't you think the world is interesting? Obviously I still remember being a child."

He suddenly said:

"In retrospect, however, both of us have become rulers of our respective peoples." (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. )