Varian is still alive...... He's still a king, isn't he?

-Yes.

What about Lordaeron? What about King Lordaeron? Belch...... Terenas ...... He's dead, right?

- Yes, uh......

Does Lordaeron no longer exist?

-Belch...... Yes...... Right......

Uh, yes, yes, uh...... Say...... Go down and say something else!

Tell me something else and don't keep saying "yes, uh!" ”

Are you a fool?

-Belch...... Yes...... I......

If you say "uh, yes" again, I'll dig out your brain and fry it in the pan.

-I...... I......

Say...... Say...... Go down. Tell me......

-What do you want to know?

What year is it?

- One hundred and eighty-five years of Ureon.

Tut...... One hundred and eighty-five ...... How much is one hundred and eighty-five? Why are you telling me this? How do I know when it's time? I'm in this place, how do I know what one hundred and eighty-five years of Uryon means! Be specific!

-Belch...... What?

How old is Wryon? I mean Varian, or you tell me that little guy Anduin can do it, just let me know the exact time.

-I...... I do not know.

Are you a fool?

Well, little fool, tell me how long it has been since you killed the Lich King?

Can you understand me?

-I...... I'm not...... It's clear.

If I hadn't eaten people, I'd have wanted to eat you, and the flesh of a seventeen-year-old boy would be very elastic, right?

-The Lich King was already ...... when I was born He's dead.

Belch? He's dead? He died when you were born? How long have you been dead?

- It seems to be ...... I was born in the second year of the victory of the Silver Northern Expedition.

That was the second year...... The year after the Lich King's death...... You're seventeen, seventeen...... Seventeen years old plus one ......

Eighteen years?

The Lich King has been dead for eighteen years!

-Belch...... Excuse me...... You......

-Are you okay?

It's okay, woo...... It's okay...... Oh, it's been eighteen years......

Okay boy, you answered one of my questions, and now I can answer one of your questions as well.

Just ask.

- Where is this?

Northrend, Evenson Jr.

- Northrend!

Well, you're surprised?

- Where is Northrend?

Now that you're done with your question, it's my turn to ask.

Tut......

Is Varian okay?

-He...... It should be good.

Should? Do you know or don't you know?

- I haven't heard anything wrong with him, or what's wrong.

Nothing has happened in the Kingdom of Stormwind?

- I've answered your question, now it's my turn to ask.

No, no, no, your answer doesn't count, you didn't give me an accurate answer at all! This definitely can't be counted! Listen to my questions!

-Belch......

What is Khadgar doing?

-What the Archmage is doing, it's not for us to know. He always sees the head of the dragon and does not see the end. I've only seen him twice in Dalaran.

What do you know?

- You can ask me something I know.

How do I know if you know?

- You can ask me.

Oh well, next question......

- You are cheating.

You didn't answer me, why did you become a liar? If you give me a definite answer, of course I won't cheat, and I'm not cheating, that's fair.

Well, shut up, if you let me ask you what you just said, I don't have to waste my tongue at all, you're such a time-wasting guy.

Good!

What's been happening lately?

-Ha?

Well?

Tell me...... Recent ...... Event.

- Nothing big late......

So what are you going to Theramore for?

-I went there to attend the Priest's meeting.

Ah, the mage gathering, and mages like you are going to the meeting...... Hum......

What was said at the meeting?

- Nothing ...... It's a matter of training well.

You......

- I just answered your question, now to me.

- Don't cheat.

Bah......

- What is this place in Draenor? Where did you find me? What about my companions?

Yes! You guy! You're cheating! The magician of Dalaran was so shameless! You're ...... What are you...... Three questions!

- A question, sir.

Quibble! Shameless!

- Okay, I'll just ask a question! Is that possible?

One question!

- Where and under what circumstances did you find me in Northrend?

Tut...... Tut...... Well......

You're a dishonest guy. Scheming with me?

Sure enough, people who study magic are not very human...... There are too many eyes......

- answered the question...... Please!

Hum...... What are you...... In the southernmost wilderness of Norsen, the Ancient Titans once left their footprints, but now this is a barren place, without a name, without a name here. Only when the human alliance and tribes came to this land...... Not far from here is a landing site. There are names there...... I call him ...... Forgotten Coast.

You're not far from the Forgotten Coast right now.

I found you when you were unconscious.

That's it.

- No, the last part of the answer doesn't count! What did you answer...... I'm not satisfied.

I don't care if you're satisfied or not, I answered your question, what state are you? Yes...... Out cold.

Is there a problem with my answer?

- But you haven't said why. You didn't say that......

Yes...... yes, under what circumstances......

What situation am I in...... I want to think about it...... I want to think about it......

Two of your companions were battling the ghosts on the beach...... You're no longer good. At the time I thought you were dead and the two of them were still alive......

- Is it two?

Two, plus three of you.

Well...... Isn't that right?

- One less.

I didn't realize that it was just you, you in a coma and those two dying guys.

One of them even knew how to spell holy light...... Ha. Who is she?

- Harena, her name is Harena. How is she?

Another lad...... That's an elf...... That delicate skin is really ......

When did Dalaran start agreeing to receive elves?

- Shortly after......

I thought the boy had to have two brushes, but he didn't have one...... It was a scrap of wood. It seems that the elves have completely degenerated, and their strength has become like this......

Well...... It seems that Dalaran will not work either...... To admit such a person in, are you Dalaran now no one? Or are all the old people dead?

-No...... Not like you say.

The little guy died a bit of a tragic death...... He was no match for those undead. It should be called the Revenant...... Those who have been forever forgotten on this distant ice field, who will never return to their homeland in a distant land...... The resentful, unwilling, and grieving souls.

That guy was torn apart by them...... You won't like that scene, I've never seen them tear a living person to pieces so much. Yes...... It's no wonder that no living person has been on that shore for many years......

Oh, yes......

Belch?

Are you really ...... A mage of Dalaran?