The Night Elves walked towards the two of them, and they heard the Draenei saying, "...... You have the right understanding of the Light, but that is only a glimpse into the tube, young Anduin! To fully grasp the mystery of the Light, you must see through its full place in the universe and how it is part of our being. It takes patience and learning to ......"

"I can do it, but I think-"

"Prince Anduin!"

Two of the king's guards turned back. Apparently their lord had severely rebuked them when he found out that his son was not in the mission, as was evident from their flushed faces and haste movements. The two burly soldiers swooped past the Night Elves, charging their prince from both sides.

The guard who called out to the Prince—a gritty veteran whose nose looked as if it had been broken more than once in battle—reached out and grabbed Anduin. The prince stood up and faced the guards, undisguised frustration on his face. "Prince Anduin, your father is furious when he finds out that you are not with us!

Anduin looked like he was going to shout at the unfortunate guards, who everyone knew were merely loyal and might fear punishment from their masters, but he held back. The prince nodded obediently, and he turned to the Night Elves and the others, and bowed to each of the missions. Only then did he make a silent gesture and motioned for two anxious guards to take him to his father.

"Young Anduin has a quiet power," commented Velon, who had waited for the boy to leave. It is a pity that when he wanted to realize himself, his father treated him like a caged bird. ”

"Varian almost lost him more than once. The Great Druid said. His fears that Anduin would disappear or be taken away were not unfounded. Malfurion frowned deeply. "I have to say. His unpleasant remarks about Jean Greymane were not unfounded. ”

"Jean will make amends for what he has done. Tyrande chimed in. "You and I both know that. We also know how much sacrifice he has made to get to this point. ”

"But in the end, was it worth it? They almost fought. Jean almost lost control, and he had a hard time!"

"Maybe we should talk about it another day," said the High Priestess. "Veron, can you-"

To the surprise of the two Night Elves, however, the Prophet quietly left, as if he already knew that the next topic between the two was best to talk privately.

"Well, we might trust Veron. That's certain. Malfurion grunted. Then he added solemnly, "Tyrande, before you speak, I have to tell you—"

"He's that man, old Ma. ”

"I know Elune told you so, and I know it should be, but you see it! Varian may be the leader the Alliance needs, but he could also lead it to disaster!"

"Wari is upset, I agree—"

"It's not just upset, even though it's happening for a reason. The Great Druid stroked his beard in deep thought. "I was devastated by his rudeness to Jean. This is too much, especially for King Gilneis. There was more self-reproach in his tone......"

"I heard it too. The High Priestess glanced to her side as if nothing had happened. "The other guests were about to start leaving. The banquet is over. ”

"This banquet was a big failure. Everyone else has seen Varian publicly declare that werewolves are not fit to join the Alliance! We can't let that ......."

"I'm going to talk to the others. Maybe you should go find Varian. ”

"Maybe. Malfurion could not hide his concern about the slim hope.

She took his hand. Elune guided us. Have faith. ”

He grunted. "Everybody should be like that. Isn't it?"

"Go ahead. Talk to Varian. ”

Malfurion knew it was best not to argue with her when she used that tone. They kissed each other, and then the Grand Druid bowed to the rest of the guests and walked towards the King of Stormwind.

For a man who had been a slave and a gladiator, had slept in an iron cage full of bed bugs and slit cells strewn with blood stains, the cabins in the woods offered by the hosts were too comfortable in comparison. Even the dormitory in the country of Varian was not so peaceful, so peaceful. The king considered leaving Darnassus and returning to his more accustomed cabin, but decided to respect his master's arrangements so as not to offend them...... At the very least, not to offend Jean Greymane further after publicly denouncing them.

Varian doesn't regret it. In fact, he was extremely satisfied. He knew that his behavior was inappropriate, but he found that the anger in his heart that would never be extinguished was released in Jean.

Someone knocked lightly on the door. The Night Elves find ways to make their guests feel at home, so the rooms for Varian and his entourage are completely human-style in terms of layout and furnishings. Unfortunately, Varian can still feel the "natural" style of the Grand Druids. And he preferred the thick stone walls of the fortress. A guard warily pulled the door open. Even in Darnassus, it is not to be taken lightly. Varian had already heard that something was wrong, and it happened just before he arrived.

Anduin and two of the guards sent to find him walked in. Wari was overjoyed and walked straight towards his son.

"You're worrying me to death!" He yelled at the two men. "This must not happen again! If anything hurts my king, I will—"

"It's all right, Father. ”

Anduin whispered, but his calm words had an immediate effect that no one could: silence the king.

Varian calmed down and continued, "Anduin, you must understand! You are the prince of Stormwind! There is no place, not even here, where you can safely wander around! You must always have at least one guard by your side. ”

"Yes. I can't protect myself," the prince retorted. "I'm not a strong fighter like you. You and Magni have seen how terrible my swordsmanship is, even in training. ”

"That's not what I meant—"

The prince sighed. Varian hears this voice from time to time. Often when he did something out of concern for his son. "Nope. You don't. You never have. Father. I'm back, safe and sound. Continue. ”

"Anduin—" The king is resolute and decisive in the face of any strong enemy. But in the face of his son, he was always powerless.

"Good night, Father. The prince walked on, following the guard to his room.

The conversation undoubtedly upset the guards, but so did Anduin. In fact, Anduin took the initiative to end the conversation so as not to make things worse. Varian knew this—and he was even grateful for it—but that didn't quell the sting of his son's apparently condemning words.

Now this quiet Night Elf hut finally made it impossible for him to stay. "You stay here. He commanded the guards. He knew that he had put them in an awkward position, similar to the way Anduin had been when he had not been with the Mission. And they know it too. "I need to get out and walk. ”

They had no defenses. Varian stopped paying attention to them, and strode out the door. However, just like in the room, the tranquil capital didn't ease his mind. On the contrary, when he looked at the forest in the distance, he couldn't help but quicken his pace. The wilderness beckoned to him.

"King Varian, I'm about to visit you. ”

The king hid his disappointment, though his eyes lingered for a moment in the woods on the outskirts of the city, full of longing.

"Great Druid," he replied, finally finding an opportunity to thank his host. "Thank you for the accommodation, the room was very nice. ”

"It's good that you go out at the first opportunity. The Night Elf replied with a smile. "We don't have to be so polite. Please call me Malfurion. ”

"Then please call me Varian. ”

"As you wish. If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to you. ”

The Stormwind Lord sighed. "Mess up your party. I sincerely apologize for this. ”

"The banquet doesn't matter. What matters is this summit. You like to get straight to the point, Varian. Then I'll be blunt, I'm more worried about the conflict between you and Jean. ”

The mere mention of Greymane's name made him furious. Varian's pulse quickened. "I don't want to talk about it, Malfurion. ”

The Night Elves didn't give up. "Varian, I must ask you to consider the impact of the Cataclysm on Azeroth when considering anything, whether before, during, or after the summit. Every choice we make must be carefully weighed. ”

"You're referring to admitting them into the Union. ”

"Of course. I want you to see the reason-"

The king no longer longed to go to the forest. Is there no place where I can be free?

Malfurion clearly intended to insist on his claims again and again. Varian knew there was only one way to end the conversation.

"I assure you that I will consider the situation of Jean and the werewolf impartially. ”

Malfurion understood the meaning of his words and wisely accepted the answer. "Thanks, Varian. All I asked for was—"

Another figure suddenly appeared and walked towards them. Things seemed endless, and Varian suppressed his impatience. His sophisticated gaze caught the visitor, though he was a Night Elf, but wearing a brightly colored robe. The king thought that Malfurion must have thought the outfit was fancy and tacky.

"Grand Druid Fury," the man greeted solemnly.

"Walding. ”

Varian's sensitive ears noticed a slight change in the Night Elf's emphasis, as if the Grand Druid didn't just know what the man was trying to do...... And for some reason to be afraid.

Varian finally remembered the exact identity of the other elf. He remembered reading it in the report. Then this is an upper elf.

The upper elves didn't seem to notice the humans in front of them at all. Varian remembered the apparent arrogance of Valdin's ilk mentioned in the report. He remembered that they were all mages...... Reckless and reckless mage.

"Thank you for taking the time to talk and reply, Varian. I look forward to talking to you again. ”

The king took advantage of the situation and said goodbye, "Of course. Then please forgive me, I have to go. Good night. ”

He didn't even say goodbye to the upper elf, believing in his heart that the elf was not worthy of it. Varian was glad to be away from them, wishing he hadn't been on a ship from Stormwind at all.

A slight movement in the nearby bushes swept over the corner of his eye. Varian didn't pay attention, he knew that as soon as he turned around, the other party would immediately escape from view. Moreover, the king was completely sure of what lurked at the edge of the forest.

The look on his face was even more angry. He lowered his voice and said, "Damn werewolves. ”

It wasn't until the human had gone far away that Valdin spoke. Malfurion had been waiting solemnly, he had not yet had a chance to tell the High Elves what was going on. So the Great Druid wanted to hear from Walding first and see what he knew.

"I'm here for the disappearance," Valdin said straight to the point. "You know that. ”

Malfurion waited for the upper elves to continue, but that was obviously all the mage had to say at the moment. Instead, Walding looked at the Great Druid expectantly.

What should come will come, and it's useless to drag it off, Malfurion thought. "So, Mavi Shadow Song has already told the High Elves everything-"

He didn't say any more. Valdin's bewildered expression had told him that the mage was completely unaware of anything to do with Mavi - or her discovery.

"What should we know, Grand Druid?"

"Serablin is dead. Murdered. ”

Valdin's tone hardened. "Tell me. ”

So Malfurion gave him all of it. The mage's face remained expressionless as a stone sculpture, except for his clenched hands clenched into fists, revealing the growing anger within him.

"Give us back the body at once," Marfurion said as Walding announced. There was no expression in his voice, and his gaze seemed to look through another Night Elf into the distance. "No one shall desecrate it again for any reason. ”

That's exactly what we do. Mavi—"

"Yes...... The Watchman. She can continue to investigate the case, but we don't deal with her. If we know something, we will communicate with you directly. It's up to you to tell her what she needs to know. ”

It wasn't the most plausible way to go, but the High Elves were suspicious - and Malfurion couldn't blame them all at this moment.

"I'll tell her as soon as I can," he assured Valdin.

The mage didn't answer, his gaze looked into the distance again. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Malfurion began to feel uneasy.

"Valding, I swear that I will investigate Serablin's death to the end, and that the killer will be judged justly!

"We can't be patient, Grand Druid," Valding said abruptly. He finally looked directly at Malfurion again, and the Great Druid saw a look of fear in his eyes. "Look. I'm not here to tell you about Serablin. One more of our men is missing. (To be continued......)