Azeroth Trail of Light

"Woo! Woooo!!"

In the panic of Silvermoon City, a low-pitched horn sounded suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two people. Since he was not a local, Dick raised his head suspiciously and looked at Halduron.

"Is this an attack?"

"No, the sound of the horn is to represent important people entering Silvermoon City..."

Halduron rose from his chair with joy, looked at Dick, and said aloud,

"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 didn't follow Halduron out to welcome His Royal Highness back. He sat down on a chair and rubbed his pipe in his hand. Now that the plot of Quel'Thalas has been changed to this point, civilians are already During the rapid evacuation, King Anasterian had already mobilized the power of the whole country. Even if he lost in the end, he would definitely not end up with the ruin of his country and his family.

But why is there still some inexplicable emptiness in my heart, and what else did I not expect?

Dick thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't think of the root cause of his flustered situation, but he was not a stubborn person, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and finally took a look at Liadrin, reached out and stroked her hair, Dick turned around and left the Hall of Life.

On the other side, in the Phoenix Hall, King Anasterian is receiving his son who has returned from a long journey, Kael'thas-Sunstrider, the legal heir of Quel'Thalas, who is currently traveling around the world. It is also the reason why Kael'thas always stays in Dalaran.

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

Sylvanas, Halduron-Brightwing, Archmage Rothman, and other members of the Silvermoon Council all sat in their seats, watching His Royal Highness who had been away from home for nearly 30 years.

Kael'thas inherited Anasterian's elegant appearance, with fiery red eyebrows and blue eyes, he can give people the impression of being easy to get along with when they meet for the first time, and the long golden hair shawl He is wearing a red robe with the phoenix logo on it, holding the golden staff of Quel'Thalas, which symbolizes the status of a prince, in his hand. This staff will be renamed the golden staff of Sin'dorei in the future. artwork.

The fate of Kael'thas is strikingly similar to that of another prince, Alsace. After the demise of Quel'Thalas, this prince embarked on the same path as the former Alsace, in order to save For his own people and country, he embarked on a more difficult road without hesitation.

He could abandon his pride and dignity and follow the moody demon hunter Illidan, or he could make a deal with the demons in order to save the civilians, and finally died in the barren void of another world, even the corpse was desecrated by the demons.

Although the players have various comments about Kael'thas, this cannot change Dick's appreciation for the prince. In a sense, he is more persistent than Alsace.

"Father, honorable councilors, generals, I heard that the country was in trouble, so I brought back my 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 set their sights on these two guests with outstanding temperament.

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

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

But both the Sun King and Cirvanas are people with extremely keen senses. They can tell at a glance that the high elf appearance of Mr. Krasus is just the effect of a transfiguration technique, that is to say, This Mr. Krasus should not be an elf, or even... not a humanoid creature.

But they rationally did not make a sound, and continued to listen to Kael'thas' introduction,

"This one is an alternate member of the Dalaran Kirin Tor Council, Archmage Rhonin. You should have heard that more than ten years ago, a heroic human mage took our Vereesa- Miss Windrunner, and the dwarf warrior, rescued the guardian dragon, the Red Dragon Queen, from the evil orcs. Mr. Luo Ning is the heroic human mage. At the same time, he is also Miss Vereesa's husband. We..."

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

Before Kael'thas could finish speaking, Cirvanas stood up with a cold face, abruptly interrupting the introduction of His Royal Highness, the current Patriarch of the Windrunner, glared fiercely at the melancholy Ronin With a glance, he bowed to the Sun King and saluted.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, the battle on the front line is urgent, please forgive me for temporarily retiring!"

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

"Okay, the battle on the front line will be left to General Ranger, and Kael'thas will join the battle on the front line later! I hope you can cooperate happily!"

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

Cirvanas nodded towards Kael'thas again. As a playmate who had played together since childhood, Kael'thas knew the temper of the three Windrunner sisters very well, so he returned the greeting with a smile, Watching Cirvanas leave.

The departure of Cirvanas did not affect the rhythm of the talks. The Sun King announced the opening of the banquet. During the feast, Kael'thas comforted the lost Ronin with a few words, and then he and the dignitaries of Silvermoon City had a good relationship. Finally, he talked to King Anasterian about the fierce battle on the front line. As they talked, the conversation between the two of them turned to Darkan.

"I really didn't expect that Dar'Khan, as a hero of the troll war and the Second World War, would betray Quel'Thalas. Now the mage hunters can't find him at all, and they can't get the special key in his hand , the defensive runes cannot be closed."

The Sun King finally showed a bit of fatigue in front of his only son. He rubbed the corners of his brows, and said to Kael'thas, who already had a trace of a king,

"This is also the reason why I asked you to come back. The Firewing Guards have been assembled, and I will now hand over its command to you. I only have one request. My son, we must block the invasion of the undead, find Darkan, and close the defense Rune, Quel'Thalas' national conditions determine that we cannot support a war alone, but the Knights of the Silver Hand are also too busy to take care of themselves, so now, we have to rely on ourselves!"

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

Kael'thas waved his hands and laid a sound-proof barrier, and only then did he reveal the truth to the Sun King,

"I swear, I will take Dar'kan's life with my own hands! As punishment for his betrayal."

This news made the weather-beaten Anastarian stunned for a moment. He glanced at Krasus who got up and left with Rhonin, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Ah, a red dragon. It's hard to imagine that this legendary creature is still active in the world. You know, since the era of our ancestors, we rarely see giant dragons that enter the world alone."

When Kael'thas talked about this friend, he was also very confident.

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

The Sun King narrowed his eyes, and soon let go.

"Yes... as long as Quel'Thalas can survive this war, let alone enter the Sunwell, even if it is the well water of the Sunwell, I can give him some as a gift. By the way, my son, you can pump Time to meet the human knight Dick Tang, he has made great contributions to Quel'Thalas, as the next king, he can be a key for you to contact the Knights of the Silver Hand."

Hearing the old king's words, Kael'thas smiled, put the wine in his hand to his mouth, and sipped it lightly, a curious and sharp light flashed in his soft eyes,

"Dick-Don...I know him, and I'll go see him, Father."

On the other side, Krasus accompanied the lost Rhonin for a walk in the empty Silvermoon City.

As Rhonin's mentor, Krasus knew his disciple's feelings for Vereesa-Windrunner, but as a well-informed dragon, he knew the stubbornness of the high elves in this regard, Quill In the 7,000 years since the founding of Saras, very few elves would intermarry with foreigners. Vereesa and Ronin's private life, in the ancient family of Windrunner, is indeed a very difficult thing for Sylvana to marry. A bad decision that Smith agrees with.

At the end of the Second Orc War, the patriarch of the Windrunner family, Alleria Windrunner, as one of the five leaders of the alliance army, sealed herself in another side of the Dark Portal in order to protect the world of Azeroth. On the other hand, since then, as the second sister, Sylvanas-Windrunner has become the current head of this ancient family.

Vereesa-Windrunner, as her only remaining relative, received almost all of Cirvanas' love, but after she and Rhonin fell in love for a long time, Cirvanas severed the relationship with Vereesa. From all the connections, it can be seen how much this matter has dealt a blow to General Ranger.

Now it is extremely difficult for Luo Ning to get the approval of Cirvanas. No matter the strength or status of the two sides, Luo Ning is too far behind.

"Okay, my disciple, don't put on such a disappointed face, don't forget your original intention to come here!"

Krasus patted Ronin on the shoulder. Krasus still valued this disciple who came up step by step by relying on his own hard work and luck. Ronin also took a deep breath when he heard this. He regained his confidence, but just when he was about to say something, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance walking in front of him.

"Hi, Mr. Dick!"