Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"This academy is great. Children from all over the world have brought all kinds of stories and wonderful customs. Although those trolls are somewhat rude, I found that they are not as bad as the Amani trolls. bad.

Actually they are very smart.

Some of them are smarter than the elves.

I even made friends with a few troll witch doctors. Of course, I just exchanged each other's research notes. They were all very basic knowledge. I did not reveal the secret knowledge of Quel'Thalas. "

On the way from the library to the teaching laboratory building No. 13, Anweina, wearing black-rimmed glasses, jumped forward like a young girl.

Anastarian, who was beside her and helped her carry a large bag full of books, shared her life in the academy during this period.

It can be seen from her excited appearance that Anweina likes the environment of the college very much.

She is very comfortable here.

The old king did not interrupt or answer, he just listened quietly to Anweina's sharing.

As for Blake, Blake walked behind the two guys, influencing the thinking of the people around him with the package of truth thoughts, making others completely ignore his existence.

The Pirate Pirate held his pipe in his mouth. He looked at Anweina for a while, and then focused on Anastarian. He always felt that the relationship between these two guys was a bit subtle.

The old king cried instantly when he saw Anweina just now.

Oh my God, this is an elf king who has lived for three thousand years. In terms of his ability to control his emotions, the seven human kings together are not worthy enough to carry his shoes.

But he actually cried.

It was a surge of emotions that could not be suppressed at all. As a void god who often dealt with the heart and mind, Blake could be sure that the old king's loss of control at that moment was not intentional.

This fully proves his argument:

There's something weird about the relationship between these two guys!

"But although everything about the college is good, there are still some things that are regrettable."

Anweina pushed up her glasses and whispered to the old king:

"I have always wanted to live in a dormitory with multiple people like other children, but Dean Lanyue didn't allow it. She arranged for me to live in a teacher's apartment. Although other children were envious of it, I preferred to try their daily life. what does it look like.

That would certainly be interesting. "

After saying that, Anweina glanced at the direction of the Well of Destiny from a distance behind the crowd. She curled her lips, as if she couldn't understand what was so good about a magic well?

Have these children never seen a magic well before?

Staying in the Sunwell for more than six thousand years was suffocating her. She didn't want to be trapped in a gorgeous but boring magic well again, with few people to see all year round.

It's just so boring.

"Do you still resent us for trapping you in the sunwell? Anweina."

The old king followed Anweina's gaze, and he immediately understood what the Holy Spirit of the Sun was thinking. He asked apologetically:

"Is it because of this that you followed Black and left Quel'Thalas?"

"No, how could I blame my sweet little Anastarian?"

Anweina turned around and showed a big smile. She stood on tiptoes and pinched the old king's cheeks with both hands, shaking his face like a child. She said seriously:

"I will never forget the scene of you standing in front of me and confronting your father. My cute little guy, you were willing to give up your throne for me and threaten your father with your future. You cannot dispel my sanity.

You saved me when you were little, little one, and you are my best friend. "

"Oh, so there is something like this between you two~"

Blake, who was following behind, became interested. He smelled the gossip. He squeezed his eyes and blew out smoke rings and said to the two people:

"Anyway, it's still a while before midnight. Come on, tell me this story. I think it will be very interesting."

"Ah, I can't tell you, Lord Black."

Anweina immediately straightened her face, pushed up her glasses and said:

"This is a secret between little Anastarian and I. I promised not to tell anyone. Just like I promised you not to expose my identity in the academy.

You see, I'm good at keeping secrets.

To this day, my classmates still spread rumors that I am the little Kael'thas's estranged sister, so I receive preferential treatment in the academy. "

"Well, I believe in your ability to keep secrets, but I don't believe His Majesty Anastarian is so strict."

The pirate raised his voice and looked at the old king.

The latter hummed while carrying Anweina's big schoolbag, obviously not intending to talk about this topic. The pirate raised his eyebrows, snapped his fingers, and said:

"Three fruits!"

The old king's brows suddenly raised, but he remained silent.

Blake snorted and said:

“This is the maximum bid, don’t expect me to add more.

If you don't tell me, I will send three fruits to Suramar. Moreover, you two guys need to know that as a professional void god, I can't find what I want from your little minds. s answer.

That is no more difficult than snatching Argus's star soul from Aggramar.

I don't do this, I just hope that the story will feel better when told by the person involved. "

"Okay, you can't bully little Anastarian!"

Anweina snorted, opened her arms to block the old king, and used her ability as a pure spirit to resist the thoughts of truth that the Pirate Pirates had begun to spread out.

She snorted, turned around and patted the old king's arm, which seemed to be a way to tell her little Anastarian, don't be afraid, your sister will protect you!

"Then just say it."

Blake glanced at the sky, crossed his arms and said:

"We still have some time to listen to this story. If you don't want me to bully you, Anweina, you should know that you can't stop me from doing bad things."

"You are the worst! Mr. Black! There is no worse guy than you in the entire academy."

Anweina screamed angrily, but Blake smiled as if he was being praised. This smug expression made the Sun Spirit itch with hatred.

But in the end she sighed helplessly and said:

"It's actually not as complicated as you think. I was born with wisdom at the end of Quel'Thalas ruled by young Anastarian's father. Of course, my existence was much earlier than this time.

I showed up shortly after Uncle Dath'Remar built the Sunwell.

I actually never understood why the elves trapped me in the Tower of the Sun. It wasn’t until I came to the academy to ask Dean Blue Moon for advice that I learned that a spirit body born from the magical tide of the Sun Well, once it is born What terrible threats does self-awareness pose to that magic well.

From this point of view, I am actually quite grateful to the elves for their ‘favour of not killing’. "

Anweina curled her lips, pushed back her long blond hair, and said:

“They really had enough reason to drive me insane, but because of the bravery of my sweet little Anastarian, he stepped up and protected me when I needed help the most.

So he will always be my sweet little brother.

Only he would sneak into the Tower of the Sun to play with me in his free time. But when he grew up and became king, he became very busy and came less often.

But I don't blame him. "

Blake keenly noticed that when Anweina talked about these things, the expression of the old king behind her became very sad, which made the pirate blink.

He said:

"So, the whole story is just as you said, His Majesty Anastarian's father wanted to drive away your sanity to protect the safety of the Sunwell, but the old king, who was a prince like Kael'thas at the time, jumped out and The inheritance of the throne is threatened, is this how to protect your existence?

This is a life-saving grace.

No wonder you two have such a good relationship. "

"Actually, it's not that simple."

The old king shook his head and added:

“When I was a child, well, equivalent to the age of a seven-year-old human child, I once accidentally entered the main hall of the Sunwell while searching for magic books in the Tower of the Sun.

I accidentally triggered the mechanism and was trapped there.

Seven whole days!

Without Anweina's protection and encouragement, I would not have been able to survive in any case. It was precisely because of that incident that my father discovered that the Holy Spirit of the Sun, who had been hiding in the tide of magic, gave birth to self-awareness.

He wanted to drive her away, but I blackmailed my father.

It wasn't me who saved Anweina.

It was Anweina who saved me. "

"Then why didn't you tell Prince Kael'thas about Anweina's existence before?"

Blake asked curiously:

"I'm certain Kael'thas doesn't know she exists."

"I have my reasons, please don't ask more about these, okay?"

The old king refused bluntly and said in a deep voice:

"I wish to keep some things private."

"Okay, okay, one or two people are really bad-tempered. Mortals are really powerful nowadays."

The pirate snorted, but didn't ask any more questions.

He took Anweina and the old king into the No. 13 Teaching Experiment Building, and then followed the previous stairs all the way down to the bottom of the Well of Destiny.

Compared with last night, this place was rearranged today. When Blake arrived, Queen Fadore, who was guarding this place, was directing her servants to decorate a small pool in the shape of a moon well with flowers.

Besides them, there are other people here, all of whom are elves without exception.

Including the High Priest of the Moon Tyrande Windspeaker and her druid pet, Jarod Shadowsong and his pregnant pregnant wife and his lover Shandris Feathermoon, and some Senari The druids of the Arcane Order.

Even Old Staghelm was called back from Draenor.

We haven't seen him for a long time, and the old deer helmet's physical condition is getting worse and worse.

Judging from his appearance, he was probably going to die soon, but compared to his weakened body, his spirit was getting fuller, and it seemed that he was not afraid of death at all but rather looked forward to it.

"Illidan? Why are you here, you bastard?"

Blake held his pipe in surprise and said:

"I didn't invite you, why are you here?"

"Do you think I want to come?"

The great demon hunter, who was forced to put on a large elf robe, said angrily:

"I was about to start a trial for Illidari recruits in Draenor, but the disgusting Malfurion demanded that I attend some damn ceremony with him tonight.

This is a complete waste of my precious time. "

"Hmm, don't talk so much."

The pirate snorted and said:

"What's going to happen tonight is more exciting than you imagine. Also, do me a favor and don't let Jarod ask me about his sister, okay?

I don't want to talk about this topic now, tell him for me, I will bring his sister back, that's it. "

"snort"

Brother Egg snorted and had no intention of helping at all, but when Jarod walked towards this side, Illidan raised his hand and made a gesture to prohibit him from approaching.

Probably he felt that with Jarod's wisdom he could definitely appreciate the meaning of this gesture.

In addition to the night elves, the pirates also invited the black-skinned elves of Suramar, who happened to be the ones serving as representatives today, plus the leaders of the Sh'dorei pirates in the death fleet.

They were clearly far away from the elves of Quel'Thalas headed by Windrunner's mother.

In addition to these factions, the Deep Sea Empire also sent several members.

Their composition is interesting.

The viper lady Vashj led the team, followed by Lor'themar Ajon and his wife Lady Liadrin who were forced to wear masks to attend, as well as the traitor Dar'khan Drasil of the Quel'dorei elves.

When seeing this formation, His Majesty Anastarian, who accompanied Anweina into the hall, also noticed something was wrong.

Black called all the powerful elves who are currently in Azeroth. There were even those disgusting Sarain poking their heads in the darkness.

And just by looking for the elves, it's obvious that what happened tonight is definitely closely related to all the elves.

"Little Anastarian, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about tonight."

While the old king was thinking, Anweina sighed, reached out and pulled his sleeves to make the old king lean down, and said in his ear:

"The protagonist tonight is me."

"Um?"

The old king's face immediately became serious. He glanced at the Well of Destiny and whispered:

"They want to imprison you in this magic well? I won't allow it! I will take you out of here, even if..."

"No! That's not the case. Listen to me."

Anweina hurriedly stopped Anastarian, who was about to summon the Flame Strike, and whispered:

"It is Lady Elune's will. She wants me to be her god and help her manage the affairs of the elves. Tonight is the moment when I officially take over the priesthood."

"this"

This answer caused the old king's thinking to shut down for a moment. He didn't know how to face this truth, and Blake said next to him:

"Is there anything hard to understand about this?

Lady Elune's preference for elves is now known to the entire stars, but she not only has elven believers, she also has to consider the feelings of believers of other races.

As the main god in the realm of life, she must keep a bowl of water balanced.

Moreover, she had to take care of her 'sister''s emotions, so she specially selected a god to manage elf affairs for her to show her fairness.

Anweina is the rare sun spirit.

She was born from the world blood of Azeroth. She had great potential and a simple mind. Lady Elune discovered her through my eyes and gave her this important responsibility.

In addition, Anweina, you need to understand a concept! "

Blake waved his hands and emphasized:

"You are not Ms. Elune's god. Your power level is still far away from the supreme realm of the Force. The Pantheon of Life cannot accept a racial demigod into that supreme palace.

Therefore, Ms. Elune has given me the important task of guiding you. You will be my 'god' from now on, and you must guide the elf civilization to flourish according to my wishes.

You can learn from Raizan in this regard. That Devilsaur protected the inheritance of the Golden Dynasty very well.

Look, Kael'thas is here too. "

"you!"

When the old king saw the confused Kael'thas walking out of the portal, his expression changed drastically. He grabbed Black's hand and asked:

"you do this delibrately!"

"Look at what you said, how could I do it on purpose?"

Blake winked and said to the old king:

"You have passed on the throne of the Sun King to your son. How could I not ask the new Sun King to come to witness the birth of the Elf God?

I don’t know why you don’t allow your son to know about Anweina, but tonight is definitely not specially arranged by me. Look at how sincere my eyes are.

It's really just a coincidence.

Destiny is so amazing, right? "

"Father!"

After Kael'thas was invited here by Dean Blue Moon's magic message, he still didn't understand what was going on.

But he soon discovered that his father was here, so he smiled and walked towards his father. However, after taking two steps, he saw him standing next to his father, pulling his father's sleeve and looking at him curiously and looking at him with a smile on his face. Anweina, the sun spirit with a gentle smile.

After seeing Anweina's face clearly, Kael'thas felt like he was struck by lightning.

The handsome prince froze on the spot and whispered:

"This mother?"

"Snapped"

Anastarian stretched out his hands to cover his eyes in despair, while Black beside him widened his eyes. The pirate looked at the old king next to him, feeling excited in his heart.

Good guy!

This Anastarian knows how to play!

Judging from the dull look on Kael'thas's face as he called his mother, one could tell that this three thousand year old king actually found an elf who looked exactly like Anweena as his wife when he was young.

Hey, I think of you as my younger brother!

Isn't your approach a bit too much? Look, Anweina next to you is frightened, okay? What a terrifying elf male.

"I can explain."

The old king, who had fallen into the desperate situation of "social death", said at a loss:

"It's really not what you thought."

"No, no, no, no need to explain, I understand."

Blake reached out and patted Anastarian on the shoulder, and he comforted in a low voice:

"Men, what's wrong with being a little perverted? But given your terrible situation, I still suggest you go see a psychiatrist after a while.

Do you need me to recommend someone to you? I can give you a 20% discount. "