Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Well"

Her Highness, who had a headache in the early morning, let out a terrible moan.

In the palace of Silvermoon City, the capital of Quel'Thalas, the first ray of sunlight shone through the window into the gorgeous palace, causing Her Highness Irina to cry out in pain again when she opened her eyes.

The noble's pain soon attracted loyal attendants. As an important figure in the Sunstrider dynasty, Her Highness Irina's illness worsened and even attracted the attention of His Majesty Kael'thas Sunstrider, who was about to officially ascend the throne an hour later. focus on.

The handsome prince, accompanied by his loyal attendant Lana Thel, came to his cousin's palace. When he saw his dear cousin appearing, the weak elf princess also steeled herself and stood up to welcome him.

"Are you okay? Irina, you should rest in bed now. Be good and hold on for a few more days."

Kael'thas personally helped his delicate and beautiful cousin to lie back on the bed, and gently covered her with a quilt. He sat on the bedside and held his cousin's cold hand, comforting her and saying:

"The fruits of Arcandor are already on the way. When those precious things are delivered, your addiction will no longer torture you, and you will return to a healthy state.

You must ensure your health, I am still waiting for you to attend my coronation ceremony. "

"Well, okay, brother Kael'thas."

The delicate Princess showed a weak but gentle smile under the comfort of Kael'thas, which made Ms. Lannasel, the attendant who was watching, feel a sour feeling.

Especially when His Royal Highness, whom he is loyal to, shows such an overly intimate gesture to his cousin, the lady attendant, who has always been deeply in love with His Royal Highness, always laments the uncertainty of fate.

But there was nothing she could do to prevent Her Highness Irina Syndra Tortheldrin from marrying Her Majesty Kael'thas Sunstrider in the future. This is a tradition of royal intermarriage that has lasted for nearly seven thousand years in Quel'Thalas. .

Every Sun King will have a princess from the Tortheldrin family as his concubine. This was an agreement made by the two families when they joined hands to break away from the Kaldorei elves and traveled across the ocean to build a new home seven thousand years ago.

The Tortheldrin family used the secret knowledge they kept to help the Sunstrider dynasty design and build the Sunwell. Without the efforts of this secret royal family, the Quel'Thalas dynasty would not have been able to continue to this day.

Although the Sunwell was destroyed not long ago by the damn pirate Black and the Deep Sea Queen Azshara with the help of the damn Nightborne invasion, no one can deny the power of the Tortheldrin family in Quel'Thalas without the Sunwell. transcendent status.

The only pity is that this noble family seems to have been cursed from the source by some kind of power. Their family has almost never had a male heir in more than six thousand years of inheritance.

All are run by women.

So much so that they were constantly marginalized in the fierce political struggle in Quel'Thalas, and eventually became a family of "knowledge protectors" who enjoyed a high status but had no real power.

So much so that in some vicious rumors, people say that the Tortheldrin royal family is the "reproductive machine" of the Sunstrider royal family.

"Brother Kael'thas, I had a dream, a very strange dream."

Resting in the arms of His Majesty Kael'thas, Her Royal Highness Princess Irina Syndra Torsedrin whispered like a little girl sharing a secret:

"I dreamed about my ancestor, Prince Torsedrin. It was like the 'God's Day' in family legend. On a magical day 10,000 years ago, he met the mysterious black-clothed man in his palace. gods.

It hardly seemed like a dream.

It is so real. I dreamed that the god gave the ancestors a chance to choose between the fate of disaster. Of course, as the legend goes, the wise ancestors seized that opportunity.

After His Majesty Dath'Remar issued the invitation, the ancestors immediately sent the best scholars in the Sindra clan to take the children and the precious knowledge of Elre'Thalas across the ocean.

Then we worked together to build our kingdom.

Alas, I have been weak and sickly since I was born, and until now I have never been back to the city of Ere'Thalas to complete the family ceremony. "

"Don't worry, my Irina."

The handsome Majesty Kael'thas gently rested his head on his cousin's forehead and said:

"After you take the Arcandor fruit and get rid of the addiction that has been tormenting you, I will accompany you back to the city of ten thousand years. Although the current situation is not optimistic and the whole world is preparing for war, I believe that I I can still spare some time for my dear cousin and my future queen."

"Brother! There is someone else next to you."

Her Highness Irina's cheeks immediately turned red when she heard these loving words. She hid in the arms of the handsome prince and was too shy to see anyone. But she quickly raised her head again, looked at Kael'thas seriously, and said:

"My people. Those people who did not follow us to the Eastern Kingdom seven thousand years ago. I know that they were bewitched by Elisande to join the Children of the Night, and they raised their butcher knives against us for some magic power.

They committed a sin, brother.

When I recover, I will go to Suramar myself. I hope to help you resolve this terrible grudge, and I will work hard to bring them back to Quel'Thalas. "

"Well, I'm sure my smart cousin can do that."

Kael'thas smiled. He was about to talk to his cousin, but a letter from the Kingdom of Stormwind prevented this affectionate companionship.

The damn Troll Empire has sent support to the eastern continent, and the Amani Kingdom under their rule will also send troops, but this will inevitably arouse vigilance in Quel'Thalas.

Because the romantic old king had already gone to the Elf God to be the chosen one, so this was a matter that required Kael'thas's own decision.

The sensible cousin princess asked her cousin to deal with business. She wanted to catch up on her sleep in her palace. Kael'thas walked out of the palace calmly and rushed to the king's meeting hall with Lannathel.

But when he walked into the warm sunshine, Kael'thas suddenly rubbed his forehead. The handsome Sunstrider King stopped. He turned back and said to Lana'thel:

"I always have an illusion."

"Huh? Your Majesty, you have indeed had too little sleep recently."

Lannathel said with the concern tone that a squire should have:

“If you’re feeling low on energy, maybe you should take a break.”

"No, no, no, Lana Seer, I mean, although I am sure that my cousin Irina is real, I always have a strange feeling every time I see her.

It's hard to describe the feeling. "

Kael'thas rubbed his forehead and said in a strange tone:

"I always feel that Irina suddenly appeared in my life. It's like a non-existent person suddenly appears next to you and is very close to you. Can you understand how I feel?"

"Ah, yes, yes."

The king's attendant rolled her eyes beautifully, and said with a hint of resentment:

"I know that you and Princess Irina have a very good relationship. You don't have to emphasize it again and again. I will not try to compete with Her Royal Highness for the position of queen without overestimating my abilities like those dirty rumors.

In fact, my family and I have never had this thought. "

"Oh, that's not what I meant, Lana Seer, don't be angry, just listen to my explanation!"

——

"Well, it feels like someone hit your head hard with a hammer. Can you understand this terrible feeling? Your Majesty the Emperor."

At midnight 10,000 years ago, when Emperor Shaohao's "honor guard" passed through the portal and entered Narthalas, the pearl city on the land of Azsuna in the heart of the Elf Empire, the black-clothed prophet who followed Shaohao While rubbing his head, he said in a painful tone:

"Non-existent memories have been added. Damn it! Quel'Thalas will have a hidden royal family, and my handsome Kaizi will inexplicably have a childhood sweetheart, the sick queen.

Ha, does this count as the generous Lord Quiet One giving him a wife?

Why don't you kneel down on the spot for me? "

"It seems like your pain is not fake."

Emperor Shaohao looked at Blake's bloodshot eyes in surprise, and he whispered:

"If the cost of changing the future is so high, you'd better close your hands. Black Prophet, didn't you say that once the changes to the past exceed a certain limit, your own existence will collapse?

Why take such a risk? "

"A risk? No, it's not a risk at all."

In the gorgeous elf-style portal hall, Black walked out of the hall escorted by a group of elf guards "friendly sponsored" by Prince Tortheldrin.

He pulled down his hood and said to the Pandaren Emperor, who maintained a solemn posture:

“If adding 30% of reality would make my existence collapse, then the changes in the details I randomly clicked would be at most 2%.

It just makes the Troll Empire prosper, and it just gives Quel'Thalas an extra soldier to use. With the desperate fertility rate of the elves, they can't even think of it even if they are given tens of thousands of years. More citizens are coming.

The evolution of these fates is not enough to impact the future framework at all. At most, it will give me a migraine, but this is not a big problem.

How can you be afraid of having a headache if you want to do something big?

Well, look, Prince Faroldis has learned the lesson of Prince Tortheldrin. He has already led his vicious courtiers to prepare a battle array in the center of the gorgeous city of Narthalas to welcome you, my great panda. His Majesty the Emperor of the Human Empire. "

"Well, the elves' banquet is very good, and the food is good. Their elegant conversation makes people feel good. Apart from the headache caused by excessive praise, I still like to deal with these elegant creatures."

Emperor Shaohao said with a pained face:

“But their strict etiquette is enough to make any Pandaren feel uncomfortable. Hell, even toasting a glass of wine requires a two-minute toast.

I've had enough.

And the obscene and corrupt lifestyle of these elves really makes me feel ashamed. Prince Tosedrin seems to be a decent man, but he actually sent several elven maids dressed in slutty clothes to serve me.

Ah, this really makes people feel uncomfortable. It seems that the rumors about the corrupt life of the upper elves are indeed true. This country is hopeless! "

"Where are we now? When you meet Queen Azshara, you will know what cumbersome etiquette is."

Blake sneered and said to his noble Emperor:

"Go quickly, let's get out of business with those upper elves. You can have a good sleep tonight. We will stay here in Farodis for one night and set off again tomorrow afternoon.

I'm going to Nar'thalas College to make a stand for you. Remember to meet me early tomorrow morning. We must leave Azsuna before tomorrow night.

This is very important and must not be delayed.

Taking the land route into the Suramar Plains, we can reach the starry city of Suramar at most early in the morning the day after tomorrow. My wife has been waiting for me there for too long. "

Having said this, Blake looked up at the starry sky.

There is no bright moonlight tonight, but the pirates can feel that a storm is about to brew in this land close to the elven capital and second city Suramar.

A few minutes later, while Emperor Shaohao brought his mighty and ruthless demigod bodyguards and little murloc attendants dressed in court clown costumes to meet with a group of enthusiastic upper elf nobles, Blake, as an "emperor's minister", led a group of The attendants of Prince Farodis left the brightly lit city of Narthalas.

They rushed along the mountains of Azsuna towards Nathalas College, which was built at the confluence of rivers outside the city.

He was very familiar with this place.

He could avoid the potholes on the road with his eyes closed, and the closer he got to the heyday of Nathalas Magic Academy, the tighter a certain string in Black's heart became.

On the one hand, he was about to meet Dean Alya Blue Moon who was still alive. On the other hand, he was preparing to make some small "changes" on the eve of the destruction of the Azsuna Elf City.

Because Dean Blue Moon occupies a relatively important position in Black's story, once the dean's fate changes, it will directly affect the future of the pirates.

This time he couldn't be as rough as when he dealt with the Troll Empire and the Sindra Elves.

He must act cautiously to ensure that Dean Lan Yue can appear in his future or past life at a specific time as he remembers.

In addition, he also has to find a way to solve Dean Lanyue's twisted obsession with the dead after she is resurrected in the future. She has developed a terrible self-destructive tendency because of this.

For a lich, having such thoughts is not far from truly losing control.

Black didn't want to hear the first news when he returned ten thousand years later that Dean Blue Moon had destroyed his eternal existence through a series of precise and cold actions.

That's not what the pirates want to see.

Well, look at the river bend in front of you, you can see the quiet Nathalas College. The entrance to the majestic college has been lit with lights.

It should be that Dean Lanyue received an application from Prince Farodis in advance regarding the Pandaren Emperor's wish to visit the most famous magic academy in the Elf Empire, so he came out to greet the envoy in person.

Tsk tsk, I am about to see Dean Lan Yue who was still very "young" ten thousand years ago. Thinking about it carefully, I am still a little excited.

"Dean Elya Blue Moon, please forgive us for our omission in not notifying us in advance, but His Majesty the Emperor of the Pandaren will visit Narthalas College tomorrow. His request is very firm. His Highness the Prince requires us and the Emperor's envoy to I spent the whole night preparing myself for the rituals of an emperor."

The palace attendant of Prince Faroldis was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. The delicate but graceful palace lady jumped down from the hippogryph heroically. She explained the purpose of her visit to the frosty Dean Blue Moon in front of her. .

But the dean did not appreciate it, she scolded sternly:

"A foreign emperor is coming to visit Nathalas Academy. It is an honor for me and my students, but you are too disorganized!

This is not only a matter of the empire's face, but also the teaching work of the college!

Such an anxious greeting will inevitably disrupt the already tense study plans of my students, which will directly affect their learning results. Tomorrow's greeting may very well prevent a group of students from graduating normally.

It would be a loss to the empire.

Forget it this time, but I won’t allow it to happen again! "

"Yes Yes Yes."

The wife who had a strong voice in Prince Farodis's court lost her temper at all under the scolding of Dean Blue Moon. The upper elves were immersed in magic, and their nobles were very tolerant and respectful of spellcasters.

Especially those who are truly strong.

The lady in front of her, Elya Blue Moon, was famous throughout the empire, so she was naturally not a character that a noble lady in the court of a magic prince would dare to challenge.

Black, who was hiding in the crowd, observed Dean Lanyue getting angry because the welcoming activities would affect the progress of his students, and he thought this is what he felt!

Wow, the dean from 10,000 years ago paid so much attention to the quality of education. He is worthy of being the leading educator in the Elf Empire.

Blake squinted his eyes and made a decent gesture as a Pandaren envoy should, preparing to shake hands with Dean Lanyue, thinking about how to "kidnap" the young Dean away.

As a result, when the two shook hands, Dean Lanyue in front of him suddenly said something that made Blake's heart tremble:

"This is an illusion! What are you hiding?"