Azeroth Trail of Light

"Oh! Ooo!"

In a panic of Silvermoon City, a low horn suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two people. Since they were not locals, Dick raised his head with some doubts and looked at Hadulun.

"Is this an attack?"

"No, the sound of this horn represents the entry of important people into Silvermoon City..."

Harduren got up from his chair with joy, he looked at Dick and said loudly,

"Prince Kael'thas must be back! His Royal Highness is a world-renowned genius archmage. With him, we have a better chance of winning!"

Dick did not follow Haduron out to welcome the return of His Royal Highness. He sat down on a chair and rubbed the pipe in his hand. Now Quel'Thalas' plot has been changed to this point, and the civilians are already there. In the rapid evacuation, King Anastrian has mobilized the power of the whole country, even if he loses in the end, he will definitely not end up in ruin.

But why is there still some inexplicable emptiness in my heart, and what else I didn't expect?

Dick thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of the source of his panic, but he was not a stubborn person, so he didn't think about it anymore. Finally, he glanced at Liadrin and reached out to touch her hair. Dick turned around and left the Hall of Life.

On the other side, in the Phoenix Hall, King Anastrian is receiving his children who have returned from a long journey. Kael'thas Sunstrider, Quel'Thalas’ legal heir, is currently on a journey through the world. It was also the reason why Kael'thas always stayed in Dalaran.

There is a portal to the whole world in that place, which can greatly facilitate his travel journey.

Sylvanas, Haduron Brightwing, Archmage Rothman, and other members of the Silvermoon Council all sat in their seats, observing the prince who had been away from home for nearly 30 years.

Kael'thas inherited the elegant appearance of Anastrian, with fiery red eyebrows and blue eyes, he can leave a good impression on the first time he meets, and he has long golden hair and shawl. He, wearing a red robe with a phoenix logo, holds the golden rod of Quel'Thalas, which symbolizes the status of a prince, in his hand. This rod will be renamed the Golden Rod of Sin'dorei in the future. artwork.

The fate of Kael'thas is surprisingly similar to another prince Alsace. After the demise of Quel'Thalas, the prince took the same path as Alsace before, in order to save For his own people and country, he unhesitatingly embarked on a more difficult path.

He can abandon his pride and dignity and follow the moody demon hunter Illidan, or he can trade with the demons in order to save the civilians, and eventually die in the barren void of another world. Even the corpse is desecrated by the demons.

Although the players have different opinions on Kael'thas, this can't change Dick's appreciation of the prince. In a sense, he is more persistent than Alsace.

"Father, dear congressmen, generals, I heard that the country is suffering, so I brought back the good friends I met during my travels to help! Please allow me to introduce you!"

Kael'thas stood up and stretched out his hands to the two guests wearing robes sitting on the right side of the hall. Everyone in the hall also focused their attention on these two distinguished guests.

"This one is the fire and life dual archmage from Dalaran, Mr. Krasus! He is my guide in Dalaran, a generous elder! A powerful spellcaster! "

Following the introduction of Kael'thas, Krasus, who looked like a high elf, stood up, placed his left hand on his chest, nodded slightly towards the Sun King and the participants, and then sat back on his chair.

But whether it is the Sun King or Sylvanas, they are both very sensitive people. They can tell at a glance that the appearance of the high elf of Mr. Krasus is just an effect of transfiguration, that is to say, This Mr. Krasus should not be an elf, or even... a humanoid creature.

But they didn’t say anything sensibly and continued to listen to Kael’thas’ introduction.

"This one is an alternate member of the Council of Dalaran Kirin Tor, Archmage Ronin. You should have heard of it. Ten years ago, a brave human mage brought our Vereesa- Miss Windrunner, and the warrior of the dwarves, saved the guardian dragon from the evil orcs, the Red Dragon Queen. Mr. Ronin is the brave human mage. At the same time, he is also Miss Vereesa's husband. We..."

"Sorry, Your Royal Highness, but I want to say that the combination of Vereesa and Ronin has not been blessed by the Windrunner family, so he is not Vereesa's husband... at least not now!"

Before Kael'thas finished speaking, Sylvanas stood up with a cold face, and bluntly interrupted the introduction of His Royal Highness, the contemporary Patriarch of the Windrunner, staring fiercely at Ronin. At a glance, he leaned over to salute the Sun King.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the frontline war is in a hurry, please forgive me to retire for the time being!"

Anastari stroked his beard, glanced at the embarrassed Kael'thas, smiled and nodded.

"Yes, the ranger general is the responsibility of the frontline battle. Kael'thas will join the frontline battle later! I hope you can cooperate happily!"

"His Royal Highness, I am very much looking forward to it!"

Sylvanas nodded to Kael'thas again. As a playmate who played together since childhood, Kael'thas knew the temperament of the three Windrunner sisters very well, so he smiled back. Watching Sylvanas leave.

The departure of Sylvanas did not affect the pace of the talks. The Sun King announced the opening of the banquet. In the midst of the ambitions, Kael'thas comforted the lost Ronin with a few words, and joined the dignitaries of Silvermoon City. In the end, I talked to King Anastrian about the front line of the fierce battle. After talking, the topic of the two people turned to Darkan.

"I really didn't expect that Dalkhan, as a hero in the Troll War and World War II, would betray Quel'Thalas. Now the wizard hunters can't find him at all, and they can't get the special key in his hand. , The defensive rune cannot be closed."

The Sun King finally showed exhaustion in front of his only son. He rubbed the corners of his eyebrows and said to Kael'thas, who already had a hint of kingliness,

"This is also the reason why I asked you to come back. The Firewing Guard has been assembled. I will now give you the command. I have only one request. My son, I must block the invasion of the undead, find Dalkhan, and close the defense. Rune, Quel'Thalas’ national conditions determine that we can’t stand up a war alone, but the Knights of the Silver Hand are also overwhelmed, so now, we have to rely on ourselves!"

"Don't worry, Father, Mr. Krasus is the chief mage of the Red Dragon Legion. No evil can hide in front of him. With his help, I will soon be able to find the trace of the traitor."

Kael'thas waved his hand and placed a layer of soundproof barriers, and only then confided the truth to the Sun King.

"I swear that I will take Dalkhan's life with my own hands! As punishment for his betrayal."

The news made the weather-tested Anastrian also sluggish for a moment. He glanced at Krasus, who had got up and left with Ronin, with a smile on his face.

"Ah, a red dragon, it's hard to imagine that this kind of legendary creature is still active in this world. You know, since the end of the ancestor's era, we rarely see dragons entering the world alone."

Kael'thas was also very confident when talking about this friend.

"Mr. Krasus came this time to study the existence of this unique creature, the undead, but as a price for him to help us find Dalkhan, after the war, Mr. Krasus wanted to enter the Sunwell to take a look. , I have agreed to his request."

The Sun King's eyes narrowed, and they were loosened soon enough.

"Yes... As long as Quel'Thalas can withstand this war, let alone enter the Sunwell, I can give him some of the water from the Sunwell. By the way, my son, you can smoke. Time to meet Dick Don, a human knight, who has made a great contribution to Quel'Thalas. As the next king, he can serve as a key for you to contact the Knights of the Silver Hand."

Hearing the words of the old king, Kael'thas smiled, put the wine in his hand to his mouth, and squeezed it lightly. A hint of curiosity and sharp light flashed in his soft eyes.

"Dick Don... I know him, I will see him, Father."

On the other side, Krasus accompanied the lost Ronin on a walk in the empty Silvermoon City.

As Ronin’s mentor, Krasus knew his disciple’s feelings for Vereesa-Windrunner, but as a knowledgeable dragon, he knew the high elves’ stubbornness in this regard, Quill Salas was founded for 7000 years. Few elves would intermarry with foreigners. Vereesa and Ronin decided to live forever. In the ancient family of Windrunner, it is really difficult to make Sylvana. A bad decision that Sri Lanka agrees with.

At the end of the two orc wars, Alleria Windrunner, the Patriarch of the Windrunner family, was one of the five leaders of the Alliance army. In order to protect the world of Azeroth, he sealed himself in the other side of the Dark Portal. On the side, since that time, Sylvanas Windrunner, the second sister, has become the contemporary Patriarch of this ancient family.

Vereesa-Windrunner, as her only relative, received almost all the love and care of Sylvanas, but after she and Ronin became affair for a long time, Sylvanas broke off her relationship with Vereesa. All connections, it can be seen how much this incident has hit the Ranger General.

It is as difficult for Ronin to get Sylvanas' approval now. Regardless of the strength or status of the two sides, Ronin is far from it.

"Well, my disciple, don't show this disappointed face, don't forget your original intention when you came here!"

Krasus patted Ronin on the shoulder. Krasus still valued this disciple who came up step by step with his own efforts and luck, and Ronin took a deep breath when he heard this. He regained his confidence, but when he wanted to say something, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance walking by him.

"Hi, Mr. Dick!"