Azeroth Trail of Light

When Lagosh met Anduin, it was already a week after Cho'gall's death.

They returned to Theramore. In the hall of the palace, the brave gladiator half-kneeled on the ground, holding the lost and recovered Anduin tightly in his arms.

Lagosh once thought that his fate with Anduin was only limited to the encounter with Dire Maul, but after Anduin was captured by Cho'gall, this brave gladiator really knew what Anduin meant to him. It was an integral part of his soul.

Fate sent the little prince to him, and he didn't intend to separate from him.

What he had been hesitating about before, but at the moment he met Anduin, he also had a decision. Lagosh finally decided to bravely face his own destiny, no matter it was new life or destruction.

Valeira leaned sadly on the rooftop outside Theramore Palace. This strong high elf hugged her legs with both hands, like a weak girl, and judging from the moisture in the corners of her beautiful eyes, recently She must have secretly cried more than once.

Lagosh won't hide anything from her so she's the first to know about Lagosh's decision, she can't stop what seems to her like moths to a flame but she can't stop The one you love is going to ruin.

Especially after hearing Kael'thas' explanation personally, Valeira felt that the sky was about to collapse.

Not even the most learned of Syndra's polymaths, after a day of continuous discussion, could be sure of the outcome of the reunion of two torn souls.

Their most optimistic estimate is that the reunited soul will inherit the memories of Lagosh and Varian at the same time, but the personality will definitely be deflected to a certain extent. As for the worst result, after the two souls are refused, The newborn personality will even forget all of its past.

Like a blank sheet of paper, this is simply risking your own existence again!

Valeera once thought that she would not be able to bear all this, but when she saw the scene where Lagosh hugged Anduin and wept bitterly, her heart was touched. In the past 3 years, she had never seen Lagosh. Ghosh showed such a weak expression, she even felt that Lagosh in front of her was a little strange, and she really wanted to escape from this place.

But she can't.

At least not until she saw the results of Lagosh's adventures in person.

"Why are you hiding here? Child, you shouldn't have broken in here."

A somewhat old voice woke Valela up from her worries. She wiped her tears, turned her head, and saw a serious old woman standing in front of her with a cane. She felt a little embarrassed Jumped off the roof, and bowed to the old mother to salute.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to find a quiet place."

Aegwynn looked at the high elf in front of her. In her long life, she had seen such a beautiful creature countless times. She didn't like this creature, especially after hearing the news of her son's death. The world he had personally guarded was full of disappointment, but after seeing Median appear, Aegwynn's already cold heart beat again.

She tried to look at the world in a new way, she accepted Dick, she moved to Theramore, she even went back to Karazhan, looked at the man who gave his life and everything for her child, She even begins to fall in love with this ever-changing world again, although she never admits it.

Now, she looked at Valeira in front of her. According to her original temper, any thief who broke into her mage tower without permission would be burned into dry bones by the ruthless flames, but now, after she was silent, she gently waved waved

"Yeah, my place is indeed the quietest place in the city. Come on, little girl, tell me about your affairs. I can feel that you are sad, confused, and even desperate."

Aegwynn slowly took out a set of exquisite tea sets from her tea cabinet, and invited Valeira to sit beside her,

"This kind of emotion should not appear on you."

"why?"

Although Valeira was still very sad, she was aroused by the words of the weird old nanny in front of her. She asked in a low voice, "Can't high elves be sad?"

Aegwynn smiled, and this smile softened her serious face,

"Because the blade that pierces the darkness shouldn't be so weak, my child, let's talk about it, even if it satisfies the poor curiosity of a poor old man."

Valeira was stunned. She remembered that when her grandfather was still there, the most outstanding assassin in Quel'Thalas had said similar things, but soon, under Aegwynn's guidance, she She told the story of herself and Lagosh exactly, and at the end, an uncontrollable tear appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"He's going to die by himself. I want to stop him, but I have no reason to do it. That kid, I can see that he made a decision for that kid. I can feel that in his heart, that kid More important than anything, more than me"

After Valeira's story was finished, Aegwynn fell into deep thought. She rambled,

"Soul magic is very mysterious. Those Syndra elves are right. Its complicated situation will cause a lot of trouble, but they didn't consider a situation. After the gap between the memories of both parties is filled, it is likely to make both parties Complementary to each other, even a more perfect soul will be born.”

"What are you talking about?"

Valeera couldn't understand Aegwynn's complicated and awkward terms. She asked, which interrupted Aegwynn's thinking, but the old nun finally smiled at her, reached out and patted her palm lightly,

"Don't worry, little girl, fate will favor those who are brave, don't always think about bad things, let me tell you, your little boyfriend is likely to be a blessing in disguise."

"Really?"

Valeira's eyes widened. This action made the cold high elf look unexpectedly cute. Aegwynn nodded,

"Of course, girl, even if things get bad, I think what you should do now is not to feel sorry for yourself here, but to spend good time with your little boyfriend these last few days. Do you want to leave a bad ending for each other? Parting?"

Valeira was silent, and a few minutes later, she stood up, bowed respectfully to the mysterious old nun, and finally walked out of the gate of the mage tower step by step.

Aegwynn shrugged, and another voice sounded behind her,

"Ah, that's a descendant of the Sangunar family, that cold family of assassins, finally a humane little guy appeared."

The voice appeared abruptly, but Aegwynn didn't take it seriously, and there was even a trace of worry on her face,

"How many times have I said, Elan, don't step on my carpet, it's expensive!"

Accompanied by Aegwynn's reprimand, an old man with a white beard came out of the air. Judging from the thin fluorescence of his body, it was a ghost, but he miraculously retained all his memories and personality. He looked at Aegwynn, who was no longer young, showed a warm smile on his handsome face when he was still young.

"Okay, beautiful lady, don't be angry, I'm here to discuss the magic topic with you last time."

"Come on, Elan, you used this trick more than 30 years ago! Come and help me pack my things, Madian is coming over in a while, and I have to prepare delicious food for my grandson before he comes over." Little Cake, that poor kid must miss his grandma very much."

"Maybe he misses his grandpa even more."

"Shut up! Don't grab my grandson with me, you damned. No, you're already dead, you bastard."

On the other side, just as Valeera's knot was unraveling, Gavincent, the vrykul who had been missing for several days, was sitting on the body of a huge monster, riding the wind and waves on the sea, and the sea wind blew him up. Gray hair, showing the vrykul's rugged appearance to the fullest.

At the end of the line of sight, Theramore's iconic white palace has been vividly seen.

"I said, barbarian, I heard you were defeated by a human? That's not like you!"

The thunderous voice was kind and full of teasing, Gavincent rubbed his forehead with some headaches, stretched out his fist and knocked on the hard scales of this behemoth.

"Okay, Black Horn, you pretender, I'm here to help you this time, not to listen to your outdated jokes."

The behemoth flapped its wings dissatisfied, and counterattacked,

"Who says my jokes are outdated? The little tauren in Highmountain were fascinated. When I told the legend of Huln, those little guys couldn't help but rush out and fight those demons now. , By the way, speaking of it, are you really sure that the magic left on that human is the secret technique of our family?"

Gavinson nodded.

"Of course, the smell of magic is very similar to your breath, but it's mixed with a hint of madness and madness. I guess it's left by your crazy brethren."

"Companion. After Deathwing fell, I have no compatriots. The only two guys who can resist the chaos in the blood have been killed, but I don't know if it is an illusion. I can always feel that one of them seems to be Not dead yet."

"Let's leave this question for later. Go to Theramore first. Lagosh is already waiting for me there. I hope I can help him this time."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm sure it's a secret technique, I can easily solve it. Believe me, Gavincent, Black Horn never lies!"

"...I can trust you in other things, but you alone, I don't believe it at all! You have deceived the entire Tauren of Highmountain for ten thousand years, you hypocritical bastard!"

"Hahaha, that's just to protect them! The power of the black dragon is beyond their reach!"

Accompanied by thunderous laughter, a huge black shadow passed over the port of Theramore, causing countless people to panic. They looked up and saw that it was a real giant dragon with black scales and a black tail. With those sharp claws, it wasn't until the arrival of the sheriff that the tranquility was slowly restored here.

But countless people saw it, it was a black dragon!

An unbelievably sober and unbelievably peaceful black dragon.

That is the last black dragon that is sober and not infected by chaos in this world. Well, probably the last one.

In Stormwind City, the Stormwind Fortress has already been rebuilt.

King Varian in full dress walked out of the fortress under the personal protection of Marshal Windsor, Marshal Maxwell and Marshal Alfahibi in full armor. Leoric, who lost an arm in the Battle of Quicksand The Duke held on to the sword hilt at his waist with one hand, and strode ahead.

They were going to the magic area. Prince Anduin Wrynn's knight trials had been completed, and the king decided to go to Theramore to pick him up.

After receiving the news, Archbishop Benedictus rushed over with the priests, and met the king and the marshals at the gate of the fortress.

Benedictus still had that kind and approachable image. He glanced at the pale Varian King worriedly, and said in a low voice,

"With all due respect, Your Majesty, your current health is not suitable for traveling far, why not let some marshals go there instead of you."

Benedictus' words are still very important to Varian. In addition, the king's current state is rather strange. He thought about it and felt that what Benedictus said made sense, so he opened his mouth and said,

"or."

"No, Your Majesty!"

Just when the king was about to change his words, Marshal Windsor said loudly,

"Don't forget the secret letter that Princess Kalia sent to you before. This time, it's not just to take back Prince Anduin. It's a big event related to the founding of Lordaeron. The identity of His Royal Highness is not enough. But it's a matter of decency in the Stormwind Kingdom."

This made Varian immediately dispel his thoughts, and he solemnly said to Benedictus,

"Archbishop, what the marshal said is correct. This time it is indeed not just about Anduin. I have to go to Theramore myself. As for my body. If you are worried, you can come with me so that Compared with your identity, Princess Kalia will welcome you with pleasure."

Benedictus thought for a moment, shook his head, sighed,

"Two days ago, the group of cultists who should go to hell attacked Donggu. I have to go there in these two days to do a mourning ceremony for the victims. Now the kingdom is in turmoil. I hope you can come back as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation. I will Let the priests go with you and take care of your body at any time, please do not refuse."

Varian nodded, and then, under the escort of the marshals, walked towards the magic area, where there was a portal to Theramore.

After Varian left, Benedictus narrowed his eyes, and an indescribable light flashed through them. In the end, the venerable archbishop swiped his finger in front of him a few times and became a monk. They often used prayer gestures, and then returned to the church area with their entourage.

Three days later, the Westspring Fortress on the border of Elwynn Forest in the Kingdom of Stormwind was attacked by Twilight Cultists, causing heavy casualties and shocking the whole country.