Stand by the sea and feel the wind blowing from that side of the sea.

The majestic bridge on the right hand connects one end of the wetland to the other end of the sea. Over there is the land of the kingdom of Aratho, a place that once haunted my dreams.

On the other side, there's a twister name, Stormgard. But I like to call him Arazo, and I prefer to use a more affectionate name instead...... Arathi.

That's where the wind blows.

The waves caress the sand, erasing the traces left by the past again and again. I leaned down and picked up a palm-sized scale. The scales glow green. What is this thing left behind? Is it an animal in the sea? Still is...... Fallen off the elves who became Naga.

It's a real world. I thought I could do whatever I wanted, and I was free...... But I was wrong, I would have been hurt and I could have died. Ellie, I can't go back for a while......

Even if I go back now, what will I do? I was completely unfamiliar with everything around me, and I didn't have any capital to toss, and I felt so small that I was like a wave in the ocean. I miss you, but if I'm still who I am? I'll probably never see you again.

As soon as I had this sad thought, the sensation of the electric current hitting my heart reappeared. I looked at my left hand, and I was surprised to see an indecipherable line of rune-like marks from the pinky finger of my left hand to my elbow.

The old woman said she would see you again...... Or maybe it's because I haven't given her my eyes and ears yet. This trace must not be a blessing from her kindness to me.

The dwarves called her Agra. But I had never heard of such a woman who seemed to possess great power. It was not my intention to reject her "kindness", but my heart was filled with panic and doubts at the same time. She can promise me or deceive me, she can save me or kill me easily. What happened in the past taught me that it was better to take control of the life that I could grasp.

What's more, this witch is terrifying, she can actually read minds! I can't believe how I managed to be intimidated in front of her and try not to think about it.

Egwen...... Ha! I certainly know the name she mentioned. What if Egwene had a grudge against her...... Well, and she seems to be interested in Medivan. Then she read my memories and found out about Medivan. Will she stop Medivan from opening the Dark Door...... Or join him. But now that I think about it, I don't know if I should be glad that I really didn't remember it at the time.

I was suddenly unsure if the original future would continue to happen, I couldn't do anything, I couldn't help anything, I wondered if I would be the butterfly with its wings stirred?

I've lost the chance to contact the Storm Nobles, and the only thing I can do now is hope that one day the Dark Gate will be opened, and the world won't be too bad. I also had the practice of publicizing and warning everyone about the disaster that was coming...... But after only thinking about it for a second, I dispelled the idea.

It would be stupid to be beheaded because of the gossip to confuse the public.

I have to get out of here, the sooner the better.

The next day, I said goodbye to Iron Mountain. But he must have insisted on sending me across the bridge.

Saldo Bridge! Walking on the most famous bridge in Azeroth allowed me to witness once again the best of the dwarves' craftsmanship. I was amazed to see the piers that were so big that I couldn't believe they were. Perhaps only the dwarves would have the strength to build such a behemoth between two landmasses, between these wide straits. Bunkers and barracks for the garrison were also built on the bridge.

Thanks again to Iron Mountain, I walked alone to the other half of the bridge. The verdant fields and rolling hills in the distance came into view.

Suddenly, I felt the wind under my feet, and my steps became much lighter. Forgetting my fatigue and sickness, I basked in the warm sunshine and ran on the narrow Saldo Bridge, the sea breeze blowing on my cheeks. The wind is a little salty, and there is a fresh smell of grass. The sun is so warm, and the warm sea breeze is mixed with a hint of coolness.

Arathso, just ahead, Arathi, I'm finally here!

After walking along the avenue for a long time, I finally saw a few houses. I was relieved to see my kind, and I slowed down my progress. Walking through the fields of Arashi, I suddenly felt a special sense of freedom in my heart.

Sitting on a high hill with your back against a tree, watch the sun slowly set on the other side of the mountain. Sitting by the campfire, the night sky above you is like a lacquered plate filled with glittering diamonds, and the night is quiet and the wind is warm. The crickets in the grass became pleasant. Wrapped in the cloak that Elle had given me, trying to find her scent. I still miss her.

The morning sun wakes me up, and I love to bask in this gentle morning sun. It was the first time in a long time that I had slept so soundly.

A dozen peasants drove the wagon to the west, and I hurriedly packed my bags and followed. They went to Torrent City to sell produce. With companionship, the rest of the road will not be tired. Three days later we arrived in Riptide City.

As a thousand-year-old capital of a human kingdom, Riptide is much larger than Stormwind, and certainly more prosperous. Built between two mountain ranges, Riptide City faces the sea with its back to the mainland, and the extremely wide moat on the north side of the city serves as a natural barrier to the castle.

Entering the city through the north gate, the city gate and the city walls were so majestic that I almost shed tears. This birthplace of human civilization that stands on the land of Arathi has experienced too many hardships. Constant repairs have made it a huge city that can be attacked, retreated, and defended.

In the middle of Riptide stands a huge castle. That's where King Soladin the Great of Arathas once lived.

I had nowhere else to go, penniless except a little dwarven bread cheese. What to do? After struggling for a long time, I finally pulled down my face and told the innkeeper what happened to me for a long time, and the boss took pity on me, and then I was kicked out.

It's okay if I don't have a place to live, even if I sleep in the corner, I don't care now. How to survive has become the most worrying problem now. Hungry, I chewed hard bread and saved some food for a few days. I've got to find a way out.

As night fell, the smell of the soup wafted into my nose, and the smell almost snatched away my soul. What is happiness, being able to eat a hot meal now is happiness for me.

The more I squatted in the corner, the more hungry I became, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore, so I changed places to squat.

It's really good in the original world, even if you are down, no matter how useless you are, you can't go back to find your parents...... I don't even have a place to go back, that's what I feel like.

I was sleeping in a daze, and I was kicked in the back and woke me up. I turned to look at the guys standing in front of me.

"Who told you to sleep here?"

"Huh?"

"Who told you to sleep here? Are you deaf? ”

"What's wrong?"

"New here? Where did it come from? ”

Looking at these guys, although they couldn't see clearly, they were definitely not patrolling guards. I should run into a hooligan.

"I'll go."

"Come when you want, go when you want. This is the royal city, not your village. ”

I hurriedly got up, grabbed the package into my arms, and lowered my head to get ready to slip away.

"Hey, did I let you go?" The lead guy lifted his foot and kicked me aside.

"Here...... Don't let you sleep in the open. Sorry, sorry. "I'm ready to flash to the side again.

"I'm sorry, you didn't pay." The guy in the lead pressed again.

"I don't have any money. I just got here...... I live in a hotel when I have money. ”

"Since it's not enough to stay in the hotel, let's take out the rest of the money." He reached out and grabbed my package.

This is clearly trying to bully me!

A guy next to me kicked me in the crotch and kicked me to the ground. Another guy on the left came up and tore me up on my left arm.

It's going to be a loss!

Straighten up and kick your right foot directly into the crotch of the leader in front of you. I didn't feel anything soft in his crotch, and I didn't feel a grunt. Kick it hard, kick it impartially, and justifiably.

The guy followed my feet, and the man flew up with me, and I felt like he was jumping subconsciously. Then he let go of his grip and knelt on the ground.

As soon as my right foot hit the ground, I twisted my waist and jerked to the right, and the guy who grabbed my left arm told me to pull me over. Following this momentum, my left foot was already kicked out. Steadily, kick a side kick on his little belly. The guy let go of his hand and sat down on the ground and rolled to the side.

Actually, I don't fight.

The man who kicked me on the right came back to his senses, and he flew up and kicked me in the chest. Suddenly, I didn't know what to do, and the package on my chest caught this kick hard, and he kicked me down.

At this point, I suddenly felt relaxed and I was ready to do all kinds of movements. But when Yu Guang saw that there were two other people next to him, he was completely helpless in his mind.

Then run! I tensed up, twisted my waist and rushed towards the man who had kicked me on the right. He reached out and tore at my clothes. I slammed it and broke free of his hand. Ran to the alley in front of me.

It's a real world.

Hiding all night. Tired, hungry and sleepy, I was in no mood to think about anything else. The roof leak happened to rain overnight, and I met a group of beggars.

"New here?" An old man stared at me.

"You talk! Mute! A young man yelled at me with eyes that were about to fall out.

"No, what's wrong?"

"Isn't it? Not what! You're nothing! The young beggar yelled at the top of his voice.

"You're sick."

"Who told you to beg here?" The old man waved his hand.

"I'm not a beggar."

"Hmph, it's quite backbone." The old man held out his hand to me.

"What for?"

"Money."

"What kind of money?"

"If you beg here, you have to pay for it."

"I'm not begging."

"I'll keep an eye on you, and if you dare to beg, I'll break your legs. Do you understand? The old man squinted at me.

The old man didn't lie to me, and he didn't need to keep an eye on me, but when I wandered around another neighborhood, there was another pile of beggars. I can't get mixed up here. I could only leave this great city with a curse.

Going to Lordaeron?

As far back as I can remember, go west to Hillsbrad, continue west to the Kingdom of Gilneth and then go north. Or head north to Alterac to what came to be known as the Plaguelands, or turn around and head straight to the capital of the kingdom of Lordaeron.

I searched for the broken memories and planned my route. But I feel even more frustrated, on the one hand, I want to prepare for the future, but on the other hand, I seem to have a hard time even surviving.

I can only beg along the road, constantly comforting myself, pretending to be a traveler, a traveler who has suffered misfortune. I don't think it's just a workout of my muscles and bones, I just think of my old life, even though the essence is pretty much the same.

I now lost any mood of wandering in this wilderness, not just hearing the howl of wolves at night, but more feeling that the weather was getting colder. I had to find a place to live, and I didn't want to wander around in the wild when the snow came, because I might actually freeze to death.

The longer I walked, the more embarrassed I became, and the more embarrassed I became, the less anyone wanted to take care of me.

My clothes are dirty and old, but I can't help it, it's not enough to just wash my face!