In the guest room of the side hall, Lanlos sat alone by the window, quietly flipping through an arcane tome borrowed from the Carabo Temple Library.

The hero is not so easy to be, although he helped to destroy Ossar's plot, but because of various gossip, he has rarely walked around in front of the Draenei for months, even if he eats and borrows books, he is asking Irel to run errands.

Although not everyone believed the rumors, he didn't have the heart to defend anything, and he didn't like the feeling of being the focus of discussion everywhere he went. In contrast, a person reading a book quietly can make him feel at ease.

The only shortcoming is that in the room, the blue dragon girl who has been asleep. Because the Eye of Rukma cannot be repaired, everything is back to square one. Although Viren came to help with the treatment almost every day, Lanlos could clearly feel that Tyre's breath of life was getting weaker and weaker.

No, not faintly, so to speak, has entered the final countdown.

Closing the thick book, Lanros turned his head and looked at Terley with an inexplicable expression, feeling the growing power of the shadows, and a deep powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door, and it was Iriel, who had brought food, into the room. In the past few months, the innocent girl has also changed a lot.

Gone were the simple and clean robes, replaced by a light and capable sheet metal armor, an iron sword pinned to his waist and a heavy steel shield behind his back.

Paladin's training is brutal, as they possess the healing power of the Light, and in order to strengthen both combat and faith in the Light, the instructor will amplify the intensity of the training to an unacceptable degree.

Irel is not a natural fighter, perhaps because of her age, she has a hard time focusing on boring studies, she was once just a mediocre junior priest of the Carabo Temple, and even made a bear child who owed money and did not pay off debts.

Now, she has embarked on the most difficult path full of thorns.

As for the reason......

"I don't want to be a burden to others anymore, I want to prove that even I have the ability to protect myself and others. ”

These were her exact words, and for a time silenced Lanros. Growing up is cruel for most people, erasing the innocent self at the beginning, embarking on a path full of frustration and suffering, feeling the pain and grinding, and then becoming stronger.

Irel and Lanloth are part of the multitude. It's just that the former is to become strong and have the courage to face their own vulnerability, while the latter is more sleek and sophisticated.

Irel placed the fruit and steak on Lanloth's desk, then half-knelt beside Teregosa's bed, chanting sacred prayers in a voice like flowing water, and wisps of called light fell on the Blue Dragon Lady, cleaning away all filth.

If the Draenei girl just walked the path of a paladin like an ordinary inspirational text, then Lanlos would not feel much emotion, after all, it was the motivation that Lailan's sacrifice was exchanged. But what really made him respect was Iriel's persistence in helping Terrey's purification every day.

The training of the paladins was brutal, but it was the limit of the instructor's efforts to combine everyone's mastery of the Light. Even after each day's training, these beginner paladins are too tired to walk, but with their healing powers, they can keep the next day alive.

But Iriel is different, in order to thank Lanloth for saving his life, she will help Lanloth with various chores at the end of training every day, and assist in the cleansing mission for several months. Although this seems to be a trivial matter, it means that compared to others, she still puts in an extra effort after reaching her limit every day.

And, she persevered. From falling asleep outside the door with food in his hand, and having a headache when calling for the light due to a lack of magic power, to being able to do all the work in one go, all of this was something that Lanlos had to feel in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Iriel, who had finished purifying, did not go back to rest as usual, but stared at himself as if he wanted to say something, Lanlos smiled kindly.

"Hmm. Nodding, Iril placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, "From today onwards, I will be an official garrison officer, and tomorrow I will follow the rookie troops to support the defense of Amburi Village." ”

No wonder it feels different.

Glancing at the delicate long sword that had been sharpened at the other party's waist, Lanlos was sincerely happy for the other party: "Congratulations, this is what you deserve." ”

"No, I'm not here to say this. Iril pursed her lips slightly, unusually nervous, "I want to thank you." ”

As mentioned earlier, Irel is a mediocre apprentice, and although he has made up his mind to become a paladin, no matter how hard he trains in just a few months, it is impossible to change much. In the entire Carapo Temple, no one expected anything from her.

Some people even sneered at her.

Believing in her potential, Lanlos was the only one who not canceled her purification mission during this time, but even instructed her on how to recover her mana faster. There is no harm without contrast, and Lanlos's silent encouragement is much more effective than verbal chicken soup for the soul. It can be said that his support has made Irel a lot less stressful and burdensome to persist on this path.

"That's too serious, and I have to thank you for helping me so much during this time. Lanlos didn't mean to take credit, and in his opinion, the reason why he did it was purely a return gift, "But when you leave, I'll have to take care of the food and borrowing books myself, ah, what a trouble." ”

"It's okay, I've given this work to an apprentice friend of mine, she's a lot more careful than I do, and she's not trained as a paladin, so she won't cause you any trouble......" As she spoke, Iriel's voice grew weaker, and she opened her mouth to look at Lanros in front of her, but she didn't say anything.

A look of self-deprecation flashed in his eyes, and Iriel straightened his back with his legs together, gave a standard salute to Lanloth, and then quickly turned around and hurried away.

"If I have the chance, I'll visit you in Amberry, but don't let me down, Garrison Commander Iryl. ”

The seemingly half-joking words came from behind, and the Draenei girl's footsteps suddenly stopped at the door, stunned for a moment, and then turned her face sideways and nodded heavily, just showing the bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Lan Luoston felt a throbbing in his heart. Soon, though, the feeling disappeared as the other person's footsteps walked away.

Looking out the window, he looked at the rookie guards assembled at the gate of the temple, and his expression gradually became unpredictable.

In the months since Viren received the letter from the Frostwolf, he had clearly sensed that the atmosphere in the Carabo Temple had changed. If I used to be relaxed and active, now I am nervous and depressed. The intensity of training for new recruits has increased dramatically, the flow of combat readiness resources has increased significantly, and a new group of combatants can be seen walking out or coming to the Carabo Temple almost every few days.

Apparently, the Draenei were already preparing for the coming war.

But this situation made Lanlos very uneasy.

In my memory, the reason why the orcs were able to push the draenei to a dead end, in addition to the huge numerical advantage and the boost of Kil'Gardan, was more of a surprise bloody massacre. Neither Delaney nor Veren expected that the orcs would be so ruthless in launching an all-out war.

But now, because of his arrival, Durotan has once again approached Viren before the Horde is founded, as the latter has pledged in the name of the Light to help the Orcs deal with the Elemental Rebellion and the Red Scourge, so much so that the Frostwolf Clan has sent such a letter, which almost caused the Frostwolf Clan to refuse to join the Horde.

He, a butterfly, has been quietly changing the world since the beginning.

Draenei's defense meant that it would be difficult for the orcs to win the war easily, but Kil'Gardan would not allow his plan to fail. In other words, it is very likely that history has changed, and this war may no longer be the war in his memory.

The advantage of the usual prescience disappeared, and Lanlos inevitably felt a feeling of panic slowly growing in his heart.

Soon, he frowned.

On the open path of light, a mighty thunder elephant galloped from afar, and even from a distance, Lanloth seemed to be able to hear the heavy, continuous footsteps. The rider was a familiar Delaney, from Telmo, Restaran.