When Sylvie awoke, she found that the sky was still dark, but a little bit of glow, like light through the crack in the door, sneaked into the sky.

Below was the lush woods, and before you knew it, it had left Crescent City far, far away.

The green dragon cub was still flying, but its speed had dropped considerably. The raging air used to be like a hurricane spell when they flew together, but now it's a bit like a breeze on the beach.

She noticed a chick at her feet. In order not to be thrown off by the wind, its legs were tied with a rope and wrapped around the dragon scales.

Dead Crow? Sylvie snapped.

Orser sat in front of Sylvie, sitting straight, his bare back as dangerous and seductive as an elegant cheetah. The magic patterns on the large purple skin made his body even more mysterious.

"Othur. Sylvie involuntarily called out the Night Elf's name.

"Why don't you increase the number of people. Oser sat in front and watched the distant sunset, too lazy to look back.

"I'm sorry, I scared you a little insane at the time," Sylvie blinked her sapphire eyes, "it's back to normal now." ”

"Why do you want to go back so much?" asked Sylvie softly, "Do you like to fight?"

"No, my world needs me to protect," Oter said in a deep voice, "my family...... I need to save too. ”

"This unforgettable feud has long been forged since ancient times. ”

"Just recently, Malfurion and I, as well as Illidan, lost our mentor, Cenarius, because of the Burning Legion. ”

"He has taught us for thousands of years, making us feel the power of nature and the preciousness of life. ”

"On Broken Beach, where the army we built fought bloodily, countless worthy warriors fell. ”

"When your people die before your eyes and you can't do anything about it, you will always find a sword to kill your enemies. ”

"Some of my former people, who turned their backs on their original race, joined Illidare with me, and I must be responsible for them, and their deaths must be counted on my head, and I failed them. ”

"Maybe it's naïve, but it's the reason why I've kept fighting. ”

"I have no family, and my two mentors, one died at the hands of the Knight of Light, and the other was used as a perpetual motion machine in the Plains of the Rain. Sylvie whispered.

"Edward, yes, I can feel the magical energy in that lab notebook, justice, purity, and a thirst for knowledge. Orser commented.

"Justice?" Sylvie's eyes widened, her blue pupils glowing with surprise, "Grandpa Edward is a warlock, and we warlocks are almost all synonymous with evil, you...... Do you think we're righteous?"

"Seeking knowledge is a kind of justice, the heart is a kind of justice, your world may look down on warlocks, but ...... with us," Osher paused, "we also have a prejudice against warlocks there, and sometimes they drag down the team too much, and let them release a soul well and summoning stone, and they have to be sent back to the bench. ”

"But without them, we would lack immediate support, a chance to save lives at critical moments, and the powerful individuals among them could even single out a Dread Guardian, sometimes using indentured enslavement to it. ”

"They are righteous because they are just as much as we look forward to defeating the Burning Legion. ”

"Justice is inherently vague, and sometimes it is used as a trophy by the victors, but if it is for the sake of others, for the land under your feet, and for the truth of the past, then you can also claim to be justice. ”

Orser took a light breath and spit it out again.

"Inquisitive? huh...... Grandpa, he did die because of this. Sylvie hesitated.

"There's no shame in that, Cenarius once told me that knowledge is power, it's a weapon, and that in the process of pursuit, you will inevitably bump and bump, and your grandfather may have just hit a hard stone and died. ”

"Osser, did anyone say you couldn't speak?" asked Sylvie, tilting her head.

"Nope. ”

Silent.

Orser crushed a small crystal, and a salt-and-pepper lion's leg appeared in his hand, and he threw it forward, and the green dragon also tacitly grasped the lion's leg, eating as it flew.

"Grandpa said that if you eat while exercising, you will get appendicitis. Sylvie looked worriedly at the gobbling green dragon.

However, Osser did not seem to be worried, and he turned around, and his strong chest and handsome face suddenly appeared in front of Sylvie, which made Sylvie's heart beat faster and retreat a little.

"Tell me about yourself, the journey is boring. "It's been a long time since I've spoken to anyone, Warlock. ”

I...... Is it?

Sylvie nodded lightly and met Other's eyes...... A black cloth wrapped around the outside.

"My words, I was born in St. Lando. ”

"I grew up with Grandpa Edward. ”

"We lived in a basement where Grandpa was always doing experiments that I couldn't understand. ”

"I was always helping my grandfather, and then he started teaching me spells, warlock spells. ”

"I didn't have to go to school, my grandfather taught me a lot in the basement. ”

"Because of this, I didn't go to the academy and didn't have any friends. ”

"The basement stinks, damps, and boring, and I can only repeat those boring spells and alchemy formulas every day. ”

"One day, I couldn't bear the loneliness, went to the world above, and met a lot of children who were willing to play with me. ”

"But when I got back to the basement, Grandpa had a sword stuck in his body, and several knights of light had fallen next to him. ”

"Grandpa just smiled when he saw me, he probably didn't know how horrible the blood on his face was. ”

"I already know that it was because I sneaked out to play that my grandfather was hurt. ”

"From that day on, the Knight of Light began to hunt us down. ”

"Later, Grandpa found Grandpa Winsar, and the two of them taught me together, and together they escaped from the Knights of Light, when I was only eight years old. ”

"Grandpa Winsall is very gentle, but sometimes he knocks me on the head because I can't pronounce spells, and it doesn't hurt at all. ”

"Grandpa Wensall once helped find a skeletal staff, and I thought it was too scary and threw it away. ”

"Sometimes Grandpa jokes with him, saying which one to choose between your staff and Sylvie. ”

"Grandpa Winsall always reluctantly hugged his staff and said, I choose death. ”

Then Grandpa laughed, picked me up and started running. ”

Then Grandpa Wensall disappeared one day, and Grandpa said he was going to do what he had to do. ”

"I later learned that Grandpa Wensall was captured by the mage and used as an energy source in Torrent City, and others called him ......"

"A cheap perpetual motion machine. ”

Sylvie's voice began to tremble a little.

"Then, Grandpa was killed by the Knight of Light. ”

"When I saw my grandfather being crushed with a warhammer by the Knight of Light, my mind suddenly ...... Childish for several years. ”

"That's why you see me in the Shadow Forest like a little girl of seven or eight years old. ”

"Timid, helpless, overwhelmed, like a frightened squirrel. ”

"I was going to go to the Plains of the Rain Curtain to meet Grandpa Wensar, but your business ...... It may affect the peace of our world. ”

"I don't have much affection for this world, but I don't want it to be destroyed, which is why I'm going to be a guide next to you, and if you can find a better one, I don't mind leaving. ”

Sylvie let out a sigh of relief.

"Finished?" asked Other.

"That's it. ”

"I think your last two words are an excuse, you are like a blood elf I know, your expression and heartbeat are not right, like those captured demons, are you hiding something from me?"

"Nope. Sylvie replied stiffly, turning her face away from Othur, the sentimentality she had just generated because of the memories was suffocated.

Othur also turned around, feeling the warmth of the rising sun in the distance. At this moment, he seemed to be back in Mount Hyjal, and together with Illidan he tied Malfurion to a tree, and the three brothers sang happily...... The two sang happily.

"Untie me quickly, the teacher says we should come here and communicate with the trees!" the bound Malfurion yelled at Orser and Illidan.

"No, brother, singing is also a way of communication. Other replied.

"It doesn't seem to want to hear it, though. Illidan looked at the Ancient Guardian who had gagged his hollows with branches.

............

"How long will it take?"

"Come on, the lighthouse in the distance will be after it. ”