Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Cursed land.

After healing Maiev's scar with his own hands, Kael'thas left her side.

He started the chase as promised - and did not return to Quel'Thalas.

The silver dragon spreads its wings and soars, enjoying the cold wind from high altitude.

The white moonlight illuminated the desert of the Cursed Land below in a clear and desolate way. Through the traces of decay, Kael'thas headed south.

Maiev and the Watchers needed to eat and rest, and it was obviously impossible to keep up with the speed of the chase immediately.

Kael'thas thought for a moment and came to a conclusion: find a cave to place the Silver Dragon.

He watched the veins of the mountains, searching for the habitats of wild beasts and furbolgs—for a long time, he finally discovered them.

That is the cave of a leopard family. Don't ask why leopards have caves, because this world is too normal.

Kael'thas turned into an elf and walked in. He originally wanted to kill all the leopards inside, but there were indeed several small leopards in front of him.

The mother leopard raised her hair and purred softly, protecting the little leopards closely behind her.

Its cautious appearance actually made Kael'thas change his mind.

If the leopard could be afraid of him based on his breath, there would be no need to do unnecessary killing.

Kael'thas occupied the deepest part of the cave with great fanfare and squinted his eyes to observe, just as he thought - the leopards did not dare to approach at all.

He closed his eyes in relief.

[Let’s meet Quel’Thala...]

This idea just came to mind, but an inexplicable sleepiness suddenly enveloped Kael'thas.

He was stunned for a moment, then followed his sleepy thoughts.

A long dream begins.

This is a dream about the history of elves, from the time when stars shined thousands of years ago to the present, and the direction of the original elven prince.

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the other side.

Kaliya and Varian returned to the camp with the soldiers with heavy hearts.

What greeted them was a sad atmosphere.

"Your Majesty Solas, he..."

Although he didn't believe that his old friend would die so easily, Varian couldn't help but ask because of the atmosphere.

"Well...Your Majesty Varian, our friend..."

Magni took two steps forward with a sad expression and shook his head helplessly: "His Majesty Solas has left."

One never knows what will happen next - this is the battlefield.

Anyone familiar may die at a certain moment, which is also a sign of the battlefield.

"Let me go see him!"

Varian and Kaliya walked around Magni. They thought they would see the last face of Solas, but all they saw was a coffin.

"While you were away, we found this in the ruins of the surrounding villages."

Lord Falstad stood beside the coffin and sighed: "The dead are the most important, don't look at it, you don't want to see him like he is now..."

Such a huge explosion, coupled with the flames - the actual death of Solas was not a good one.

But even so, the human king still waited with his last breath to reach Lord Falstad and the others.

"Your Majesty Kalia!"

Lord Falstad faced Kalia sternly and suddenly said to her: "His Majesty Thoras left a will, and he said that you should inherit the Arathi Highlands!"

This news made the returning soldiers suddenly restless.

"..."

"I have seen Your Majesty!"

However, some soldiers wearing Stromgarde costumes came to Kalia and knelt down to salute, which proved the reliability of this matter.

"why?"

Kalia held Ashbringer's hand with some trembling, and asked with mixed joy and sadness.

Of course she understood the benefits of inheriting Stromgarde.

As long as Thoras's will is there, Kallia can naturally take over the Arathi Highlands, quickly extinguish the rebellion, and launch an army to attack Lordaeron.

And not only that.

Kalia is the king of Lordaeron and Alterac. If she takes over the Arathi Highlands - the entire northern human race will be hers.

Ignoring Gilneas's self-imposed isolation, Kallia became the true King of the North.

Even if Lordaeron is not occupied, Arathi Highlands, Hillsbrad, and Alterac... are enough for her people to live in.

"One is because Stromgarde must have an heir, otherwise it will immediately fall into civil strife."

"And His Majesty Solas's most trusted heir went to Draenor a few years ago. His news is unknown, and other candidates are not appreciated by His Majesty Solas."

Lord Falstad walked beside the coffin and explained.

The heir he mentioned who went to Draenor had participated in the orc war, and Kallia also had an impression - but she forgot the name.

"Secondly, His Majesty Solas thinks it would be better for you to be the king."

Lord Falstad continued to add: "Strongstorm has been unable to develop because of its small territory, and the people have suffered a lot from the war."

"But if Stromgarde merges with Alterac and Lordaeron, it will get more benefits and will not be forced to participate in the war."

"Your Majesty Kaliya..."

He glanced at the Stromgarde soldiers kneeling on the ground, and finally said: "His Majesty Thoras made this decision because he believed that you could lead Stromgarde to prosperity and bring his people a more beautiful life."

"Are you willing to accept it?"

Kaliya finally understood.

Varian is the master of the southern kingdom, far from Stromgarde...

& Human beings cannot be easily controlled by other races. In this case, the most rational choice is Kallia.

Thoras gave up his bloodline, in order to prevent violence from harming his people again - and directly handed over the inheritance to Kaliya.

The unexpected man.

A terrifying fate.

Perhaps Sylvanas never expected this result. Her assassination operation was delayed for a while, but it was unable to fundamentally prevent the Alliance's invasion.

As long as Kallia accepts the rule of Stromgarde, she can quell the uprising in a short time and lead a stronger alliance to attack.

And Kalia did accept this authority.

"I am willing."

When she said these words, the entire northern human race belonged to the same person.

Kallia Menethil, the queen of Lordaeron, Alterac and Stromgarde, and the ruler of the Silver Hand - the perfect unity of royal power and military power.

Are the two queens, symbolizing justice and evil, still unable to avoid their war?

-

"For Quel'Thalas..."

In the dream, the Elf Prince shouted his last words and fell to the ground covered in blood.

Kael'thas watched all this quietly.

This is indeed his dream, and only he knows this history.

But it wasn't his dream either, because it wasn't something he recalled voluntarily.

After the dream ended, some strange fluctuations occurred.

"The King of Dreams?"

Kael'thas finally understood all this, and he sneered: "Do you want to drag me in? Unfortunately...it's too early."

Reaching out, Kael'thas snapped his fingers, and the entire dream was scattered like a mirror.

He stepped out.

"Father."

It seemed that a soft voice was calling Kael'thas, so he opened his eyes gently.

The bright sunshine shines over, and a dream unknowingly makes time enter the day.

He looked down at the flawless white jade ground, looking at the young elf holding the staff, Anweina - why is she here?

Kael'thas looked around the hall in surprise, and then saw Lor'themar.

"Lor'themar, you brought her here?"

he asked.

"Yes, Your Highness, Princess Anweina has something to tell you."

Lor'themar lowered his head and answered with some fear.

She did not tell Kael'thas that this was Sylvanas's order.

Anveena didn't know where her father was and kept clamoring to see him, but Sylvanas had a little thought and ordered Lor'themar to take her to meet Kael'thas.

The gentle Sylvanas gradually discovered abnormalities as time went by, and the orders she issued were more to test the truth about Kael'thas.

That is, the fact that he is the Sunwell.

But Kael'thas saw through the truth at a glance - Anweena couldn't see Lor'themar, how could she ask Lor'themar to do something?

It must be Sylvanas' arrangement.

But Kael'thas doesn't want her to know about the Sunwell for the time being. Sylvanas actually doesn't have to think about anything.

She just needs to stay in Quel'Thalas and help run the kingdom in her leisure time.

But Kael'thas turned his attention to Anweina for the time being and asked her what happened.

"Can I go to the Outlands and join the battle?"

The elf replied, her ears shaking, which was a sign that she was expecting something.

"No."

It was a pity that Kael'thas shook his head and rejected her. He raised his head and looked to the other side of the sky, thinking that the war in Draenor was no joke.

Onyxia almost had an accident, how could Anweina get there?

He then explained: "The outer land is too dangerous for you. Wait until I build it into a back garden before going there."

"But father, didn't you make me the guardian of the elves? Why are you always not allowed to participate in battles?"

The elf raised the staff in his hand, with the red gems on it shining, and asked unhappily.

"That's because you're not strong enough."

Kael'thas smiled: "You need to be stronger."

As soon as he stopped, he suddenly felt a new call.

"Lor'themar."

Kael'thas ignored the elf and slowly closed his eyes.

"Okay, Your Highness."

Lor'themar bowed respectfully and answered him.

Anweina's mouth was immediately covered, as if being picked up by someone, and her body moved outside involuntarily.

【This is it again...】

She felt the same as when she came. An Weina didn't dare to speak out because she was afraid and gave up her struggle.

At this time, Kael'thas saw Anweina leaving with his peripheral vision, and was suddenly startled again.

The contract of the Black Dragon Princess can support him to go to Draenor, but can Anweena, as a fragment of the Sunwell, do it?

This elf can exist independently in Draenor, and the power in her body is closely related to Kael'thas - in other words, the possibility is very high.

After changing my mind.

Kael'thas did not make a conclusion for the time being, because Anweena may also be in danger in Draenor.

He liked this child very much and was not willing to sacrifice her casually.

When he thinks about whether there is any way to protect Anweina, he won't be in a hurry to think about it again.

Now, Kael'thas must see what happened to the one who summoned him. (To be continued