"Do you know me well?" I glanced at him.

"I'm pretty good at seeing people." There is not the slightest arrogance in his tone, nor is there any arrogance that is taken for granted, but confident and low-key in the bland.

"You're not retired, are you?" He brought it up again.

"Don't guess." I said, "Is it your mage's habit to inquire about other people's privacy?" ”

"Aren't you here to find out the news?" He said, "I don't believe you passed by by accident." He turned to look at me, "What do you see?" ”

"Strange things, strange places, strange people." I said, "And strange things." ”

Kel'thugad's silence was just right, and what I had just said provoked him. "Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the strange situation here will definitely attract the king's attention."

I felt a cold light flash in his eyes.

"Yes......" he echoed calmly.

"yes." I said, staring into his eyes.

"Are you trying to threaten me?" His tone was still relaxed, and he couldn't hear any nervousness or anything like that.

"I'm too lazy to threaten you, do you any good you can bring me? Besides, even if you want to do something, what does it matter to me. You are also the archmage of Dalaran, the human world is one of the best magicians, you can do these sneaky things in a bird's house like Barov, I don't want to know, but once it comes to politics, I don't want to get involved. I said.

"Hah!" Kel'thugad laughed out loud in a rare way, the first time I could remember seeing him laugh. "You seem to know quite a bit."

"I know better than you what kind of person Barov is, and the core of one of your Dalarans is sneaking in his family's tomb (harmony), and even if Terrenus doesn't know about it, all the anomalies on your island in recent times have already reached the ears of that old man." I said, "Only you know why." ”

"Hmph." "I'll tell you the truth, but not now," he said. ”

"I don't really want to know the truth." I said, rolling my eyes. "I don't care."

Kel'thugad sneered.

"It's all for a great purpose." He said.

"Good people always have a reason or reason for doing things, and bad people like to find a reason or call for ...... Excuses, as if things in this world, whether good or bad, always have to happen for a reason, first make yourself appear righteous, unavoidable, or for whom and for what reason. I looked at him with a crooked face, "Are you like that too?" ”

"There's no reason, so why do it?"

"Can't you do it without a reason?" I looked into his blue eyes.

He was silent for a moment and then laughed, "You're such a bad guy. ”

"I don't accept this assessment, I'm not a bad guy." I said, "I'm a good person." ”

"Good man......" he laughed, "are you a good man?" ”

"Am I?"

"You're really not." He sneered. "From the first time I saw you, I knew you were just a good person."

"Do you remember the first time we met?" I didn't believe him.

"I didn't know who you were at the birth celebration in Alsace, but I was surprised that there was such a person as you in the crowd of the Church of Light."

I gritted my teeth, "So impressed with me?" ”

"Later, I saw you again at the celebration of Coultiras blessing the little princess of House Proudmoor." He has a pretty good memory.

"I told the Grand Magus back then, and he doesn't think highly of you."

"Then I really have to thank you for your evaluation, it's really hard for you to give me a face." I disdainfully said.

"But you really impressed me during the Battle of Tarummere." The look in his eyes told me that his attitude towards me had changed a lot.

"You're a very good fighter." "But then I learned that you weren't that simple," he said. ”

I glanced at him, and there was no hint of cunning in his eyes, but a hint of cunning.

"And a great warrior like you should not be a mere escort or exiled." He had a serious face, shouldn't he be smiling at me?

I looked at his face, and his serious face showed a trace of sympathy, a trace of unwillingness.

"You're thinking too much, Archmage." I say.

"It's really uncomfortable to be scarred, but it's not the people who know you who you think will cherish you." There was a hint of frivolity in his tone at this time.

"It's said that something bad is happening in the Kingdom of Stormwind." He said, "As the king's guard, you don't wander around the king here...... Hum...... Your vacation couldn't have come at a better time. ”

I didn't squeak, I didn't really want to refute.

"I know you've been through a lot, you're a man with a story, and you're destined to be an extraordinary person, although Antonidas' impression of you isn't very good, and I admit that I was surprised when I first met you more than twenty years ago, but now my impression of you is getting better and better with the times."

"You are the chosen one." He said.

I snorted, the compliment doesn't seem like much now, but it really made me feel a little comfortable at the time.

"And you're not a simple person in Lordaeron, and you're not a simple person during your time in Alterac, it's just that those idiots don't know your worth." Kel'thugad said proudly.

"Even your king, the little one, the king. Not only is your talent buried in the presence of a bunch of stupid people, but more importantly...... The opportunity to transform human society was lost. His voice began to raise slightly.

My smile told him to continue. "Paladins call themselves justice, mercy, and divine ......," he snorted disdainfully, but the sound was faint but just perceptible. Let me know his disdain and not turn me off. "But how many of the current paladins can still adhere to these tenets and be strict with themselves?"

"They are nothing but instruments of the king, instruments of rule." "As far as I know," said Kel'thugad, "these deeds are the legacy of Anduin Lothar. ”

I pouted.

"Kings are supposed to serve the people, not to enslave them. The Light exists for salvation, not for the nobility of royal power. He looked at me, "Am I right?" ”

I blinked, how do I answer this? Isn't that right? He's right, at least justified, right? So what did I do all that I did before?

Suddenly I had a strange feeling in my heart. Yes, I've been tossing, but after tossing for a long time, I'm just an outsider, it seems that there is no difference between me and me, maybe I think I'm too important, maybe I'm not that important at all. I'm just wishful thinking......

I've been mixed up until now, what am I for?

Just to survive?

At this moment, I couldn't help but doubt myself. yes, what am I for? For love? For the sake of justice? For humanity? In order to...... For what?

I seem to be in a constant state of confusion or struggling to survive. It looks like I've done a lot, I've been busy, I feel like I'm presence, but what am I?

I'm in a foreign country now, what am I? Why should I? Is this the life I want to go on?

"Dalaran is rotten." He said, "The Council of the Six is rotten, and the former Council of Tirisfa is rotten!" Even the Guardians have lost themselves. ”

He leaned slightly towards me, "If it weren't for them, this world wouldn't be like this, and the orc invasion is entirely their responsibility. He accentuated his tone, but his tone was much lighter. They can't change the world, it's been like this for thousands of years, dynasties change, but it's still the peasants who survive at the bottom. ”

"I still want to extend a sincere invitation to you." He looked at me, and the moon showed a bleak face from the clouds, and the light hit his pale face, "I invite you to come with you to meet one...... New world! ”