The crowd consciously parted to the sides, and several High Elves in gowns slowly walked into the center of the square, followed by a wave of cheers from the crowd.

They are the masters of this gathering, the guardians of the land, and their surnames are sung by all the High Elves.

Windranger!

At the head was a woman in a sumptuous gown, whose skin was no longer smooth by the merciless years, and even with the blessing of the Well of the Sun, her face still showed obvious wrinkles.

But she still stood straight, and the passage of time did not crush her spine.

While wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue, Lanros elbowed the dispelled Lilas: "Who is she?"

Glancing at Lanloth with a look of surprise, the boy rolled his eyes and said in a proud tone, "Liresa Windranger, the last Ranger General, my most beloved mother. ”

The wine glass in his hand trembled violently, and Lanlos ignored the wine spilled on his fingertips and looked ahead in a daze, the shock on his face self-evident.

Lanlos vaguely remembered this character, and there were surprisingly few stories about her, but when it came to her, one thing had to be mentioned, the hunter's artifact, Sardora.

In Salas, it means 'courage of the forest'.

Legend has it that when the Sunwell was first built, the surging magic was absorbed by one of the oldest trees in the forest. The tree was named Sasara, which means 'light of the forest'.

However, the magic of the Sunwell was too great, and Sasala, who had absorbed too much arcane energy, eventually overdrew his life force and gradually withered. Despite their grief, the elves chose to cut it down to end the rest of its painful life.

As they cut down the ancient tree, the High Elves discovered that a small section of the trunk of Saszara still retained its terrifyingly vigorous vitality and powerful and stable arcane energy.

The elves have preserved it so that when the right time comes, they can revitalize the symbolic Guardian Tree.

However, after the establishment of the Sunwell, the Amani trolls waged a long war against the High Elves, and it was difficult for the High Elves who had just landed and set out to establish the capital to build an effective defense. To fend off these monsters, Darth Rema ordered the formation of a team suitable to fight the trolls in the jungle and emerge victorious.

This is the Far Traveler.

The Windranger family was the best of these early rangers, skilled in archery and combat, and had a proven track record of fighting trolls.

The most powerful and intelligent of them all deserved to be the first Ranger General, and in order to honor the hero, Darth Rema promised to give the warrior a new weapon befitting his status.

When he handed over the remaining branches of Sathalla to the Artisans, most of the High Elf nobles objected, but Darth Rema silenced them with a word.

Only in the hands of the Warriors can the Light of the Forest wield its power to protect Quel'Thalas.

Based on the branches of Sasara, the craftsmen of the High Elves carved the magical branches preserved from Sasara, and made a great bow.

But that wasn't the end of the story, as the craftsmen dipped the bow into the Well of the Sun and let it absorb the magic inside. Gradually, it became almost indestructible, while still preserving the magic of nature and life.

The first Ranger General accepted it in awe, promising Darth Rema that as long as the Ranger General and Sardora remained, Silvermoon City would never fall!

The Windranger family has never broken their word, and even now, the Amani troll can't forget the horror of a powerful weapon that takes people's lives from a hundred paces away.

However, Lanros had never seen Sardora, and rarely even heard the Ranger mention it.

He informed Liras of his doubts, and although he was a little surprised, he did not ask him where he had learned about the weapon, and the simple and quick explanation made it clear to Lanros.

Sasdora is the Ranger General's companion bow, and when the previous Ranger General Lilesa Windranger abdicated, it should be Aurelia who will take over no doubt in terms of seniority or strength. But Aurelia is an upright girl, she has never liked to be bound by tradition, and she rarely pays attention to the expectations of her family.

She prefers to put her training into practice rather than become a leader, so she resolutely renounces her position as a ranger general despite her family's opposition, and eventually joins and becomes a grassroots ranger of far-traveled travelers.

Until now.

And the Ranger General's burden should have fallen on her sister, Sylvanas.

Although she said that Sylvanas knew and knew how to use tactics and strategies better than herself, Lanros had some different opinions when she recalled the figure of the eldest calf protector not long ago.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, and there is only one ranger general, but the windrangers of this generation are thriving. With Aurelia's doting and caring love for her younger siblings, she certainly didn't want to bury her sister's abilities because of herself, because of that damn tradition.

For the sake of Sylvanas, she could ignore the reproaches of her clansmen, the gossip of outsiders about her as a Windrunner as a recruit, and for the sake of her sister, she would rather give up power and honor, would rather bury herself, and would rather be on the most dangerous front lines.

No wonder Sylvanas would completely put down the posture of a knight general in front of her, no wonder Winlessa would see her as a role model and follow her word, no wonder Rilas would show such pride.

Glancing at the elven priest who rarely raised his head, Lanloth's face flashed with a complex and faint light.

But Aurelia dared to break with tradition, and the elders of the family didn't dare. Astora's supposed to be taken over by Aurelia was supposed to be in the hands of Aurelia but an artifact could not be placed on the head of a creep, so it was better to leave it in the hands of Sylvanas.

But to their distraction, both choices go against the rules of Windranger and High Elf.

As a result, since Sylvanas took office, Sasdora has been hidden in the snow to this day. I have to say, it's really embarrassing.

An incomprehensible sneer appeared on his face, and Lanlos quickly came back to his senses and focused his attention on the immediate situation.

"Today is a great day!" In the elven society, the status of women is not inferior to that of men, on the contrary, since the last few ranger generals are all women, at least in Fengxing Village, women's rights are more prominent.

Liresa came to the front of the crowd, and although she was in her twilight years, her voice was still calm and loud. As she spoke, everyone around her fell silent, and the only sounds left in her ears were the sound of flames beating and roasting meat.

"Today, too, will be a special day. ”

Seeing that everyone was holding their breath, Lilesa nodded to the ranger next to her, who slowly stepped forward with a box decorated with flowers and green leaves. Seeing this scene, Lan Luos's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly, and the people around him seemed to realize something, and a slight noise gradually sounded.

"Countless years ago, our ancestors settled in this land. Ignoring this, Lilesa spoke again in her distinctive voice with a sense of the vicissitudes of time, and almost as soon as he spoke, the noise vanished instantly.

The elves respect authority, and even more so the ranger general who has guarded them for a generation.

With a flash of relief on her face, Liresa continued, "They built the Great Well of the Sun and the Quel'Salas at our feet more than 6,800 years ago today. ”

"This is a day to be remembered and commemorated by all of us, and it is also a day for the whole country to celebrate!"

Cheers and applause erupted like thunder, and the enthusiasm of the High Elves soared into the sky like a blazing bonfire in the middle of the square.

The scorching tide lasted for a long time, and Li Leisa's hands were pressed down, and the crowd was quiet again.

"We celebrate, give thanks, and welcome this day with joy, but equally, we do not forget what we are suffering now. ”

"The war before our eyes, the war with the trolls, continues. ”

Although Liresa's voice was not blessed with spells, it was still extremely penetrating, and under the influence of her words, the crowd was terrifyingly quiet, and the oppressive atmosphere also permeated.

"But today I assure you. Taking the wide box full of life from the Ranger's hand, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath as Lilesa pulled the lock, "We will end and win this war!"

With a soft sound, the box was opened, and a vibrant aura instantly spread in the night, and the emerald green glow full of natural magic reflected in everyone's eyes like a bright moon.

The graceful curved bow is inscribed with a series of intricate incantations, the branches wrapped around it are lush with leaves and flowers, and the white blades embedded in the corners of the bow are inverted.

A combination of nature and arcane, intertwined with the breath of life and death at the same time.

Sardora!

Just as Lanlos and these High Elves thought, after so many years of hiding in the snow, the courage and protection of Sardora, the High Elves, once again appeared in front of everyone!