Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

While Kael'thas was still doing the task seriously, an unexpected news came.

The trolls suddenly stepped up their attacks on the front lines, and Kel'Shara needed to lead his troops into battle.

"Can you give me an explanation? Kelsara?"

In the command post of the Tower of Windrunner, the magical shadow of Anastarian Sunstrider was burning quietly, looking at the kneeling figure in front of him.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for making arbitrary decisions, but I have legitimate reasons for doing so."

The person standing in front of him, who was also the only person in the command post, Kelsara, explained with a low eyebrow:

"You know that my profession is a ranger, not a mage. Only by returning to my identity as Sylvanas can I display my strength normally..."

"Aren't you afraid of exposing your identity?"

Anastarian snorted.

"No one would doubt that Kelsara is a ranger, and... he is also a woman..."

Kelsala lowered her head, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Things are a little tense right now, so I think this is the best arrangement..."

He had already made an appointment without the king's consent and went to the battlefield to fight as Sylvanas.

But in fact, despite his excellent strength, there may not be a lack of high-level professionals on the battlefield. Keersara is betting... he spent 200 years of his life to gain Anastarian's trust...

Time fell silent.

His heart was beating rapidly, and even Keersara was very nervous at this moment, nervous about Anastarian's verdict on him.

He has arranged everything, but if Anastarian can't pass this level now, it will all be in vain.

"Then I agree."

After a long time, Anastarian's shadow finally said: "Go ahead, Kelsara, don't let me down..."

"Yes! Thank you very much, Your Majesty!"

The shadow slowly disappeared.

Kelsara took a long breath, felt the coolness on her back, and realized that she had broken out into a sweat.

"Really..."

He smiled helplessly, but deep down he felt extremely happy.

After all, he succeeded. With this chess piece, he could slowly begin to make good use of his true identity - Sylvanas.

That identity will slowly gather merit until one day...

When Kaelsala is gone, Sylvanas can still stay by Kael'thas' side as a high-level executive...

A perfect plan can never go wrong.

Kelsala's eyes shone with cold determination, and his mind was racing, filtering out all obstacles.

……

"How far can you go? Kelsara..."

In the distant Sunwell, Anastarian smiled.He knows everything, and he does not want a tough girl like Sylvanas to become his daughter-in-law. Even if there is a slight possibility, he will not let the rule of the Zhuri family be threatened!but…

Keersala's plan also had its advantages.

At least he will have less trouble dealing with the throne in the future...

Presumably Kelsara saw through this and dared to take action...

"interesting……"

"Then let us two have a good game of chess."

……

Unbeknownst to Kael'thas at the center of it all, a quiet storm was swirling around him.

It will keep spinning into the invisible future...

……

"Healing!"

With a holy light exuding from her hands, Liadrin repeatedly healed new patients. Her ears were slightly lowered slightly unhappily, and she was still upset about the inexplicable parting a few days ago.

【I always feel something is wrong...】

Although Alleria also told her that the situation was urgent, Liadrin looked at her and felt that it was far-fetched, so she still had some doubts about the reason for coming here.

She felt that she had failed terribly. She originally planned to show an elegant gesture in front of His Highness Kael'thas in seven years. Unexpectedly, she didn't even have time to say hello and appeared on the battlefield as soon as she woke up.

I wonder what His Highness Kael'thas would think...

"You are amazing!"

A clear and slightly cold voice interrupted Liadrin's reverie. She looked and saw that it was the new patient she was treating.

This is a female elf with long golden hair. She has an injury on her left shoulder, but her face is cold and calm. She is wearing a mage's robe, her eyes are full of arrogance, and she still looks very elegant.

"You're flattered, Miss Mage..."

Liadrin smiled, a little embarrassed.

"Miss Mage?"

The female elf twitched her eyebrows, as if she didn't like this title.

"First, I am not a mage, I am an astromancer!"

"Second, don't call me miss, newbie..."

She leaned forward slightly and stared at Liadrin with haughty eyes.Liadrin felt like a mouse being stared at by a snake, unable to move for an instant.

"You have to call me...Ms. Solanlian!"

[Lord Solanlian...]

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Liadrin's head. She felt a little unsure how to face the pride of the elf in front of her.

And... isn't an astromancer also a mage?

Although Liadrin didn't know exactly what astromancers did, she also knew that they were a group of mages who liked to study mysteries such as stars, and most of their skills were no different from mages.

"Huh? You seem a little unconcerned?"

Solanlian quickly noticed Liadrin's thoughts. She narrowed her eyes and scanned Liadrin carefully.

"I see, no wonder I dislike you very much as soon as I see you!"

Soon, she seemed to understand something and sneered.

"You have a future that gives me a very disgusting vibe. It seems like you might..."

She didn't say any more, but Liadrin suddenly thought that astromancers seemed to be people who could peek into fate.

However, Solanlian's tone also made Liadrin feel unhappy. She glanced at the astromancer's left shoulder and began to fight back:

"If you can see what will happen to me in the future, then why can't you avoid the enemy's attacks!"

"...Idiot...if you hide, you will be more seriously injured. Will you hide?"

Solanlian curled her lips: "Besides, I don't see what will happen in your future."

"I can't see the future, I can only see the general atmosphere..."

She looks arrogant, but she is actually not a self-righteous person.She knows her strengths, knows her weaknesses, and knows what to do.

Her power as an astromancer is not omnipotent. Solanlian can see how the future will make her feel, but she cannot see what will happen. She can only rely on guessing, so this is her limit...

"You're such a weird person!"

After what she said, Liadrin could no longer get angry. She smiled bitterly and continued to treat Solanlian.

"I definitely don't have many friends..."

"friend?"

The light of the healing technique slowly sutured the wound. Solanlian felt the warm breath, and her tone became arrogant again.

"I don't want that kind of thing!"

She raised her eyebrows and her eyes suddenly shone: "I just need one person!"

"A person? Who?"

"Your Highness Kael'thas!!"

Solanlian answered without hesitation. Liadrin stopped her hand and looked at Solanlian in surprise. The astromancer in front of her seemed to suddenly smile, and she looked very charming after losing her previous arrogance and coldness.

"That is my destined king..."

This is the biggest bet of your life.

Solanlian's loyalty, since her birth, has been only for the man who held the sword in his dream, carried the flames on his back, led the people, and walked alone in the darkness...

The greatest elven king…