Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

Another day passed.

In the early morning, when the lush grasslands were evaporating water vapor by the sunlight, the orcs and elves gathered together and embarked on the journey.

Yesterday, the elven troops from Zangarmarsh sent thousands of people, barely enough people.

The portal of the Burning Legion is in a dark area called Twilight Ridge surrounded by the high mountains of Nagrand, and to get there, you must climb several high mountains.

The fog has not yet dissipated, and the distant mountains and ridges are confused and gray, which always makes people feel like they are not in the human world.

However, Kael'thas didn't have much time to enjoy this peace.

When he was riding a chocobo up a high mountain, he squinted his eyes at the breaking sun.

"Bon Voyage."

Alleria, Karma, and Valela standing next to him immediately lowered their heads towards him.

"Victory will surely come to you!"

They took an oath.

Kael'thas smiled, and then let go of Anweina's control.

He didn't plan to participate in this battle because there was something he needed to deal with temporarily.

After returning to Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas fell to the ground.

With a wave of his hand, the Sunwell behind him was immediately transformed into a room, and the gold in his eyes also turned into blue.

A mirror of light golden energy appeared in front.

"I kept you waiting, Turalyon."

Kael'thas said hello into the mirror.

The person in the mirror was none other than Turalyon, who was supposed to be in Shattrath.

Not long after the orcs joined the elves yesterday, Turalyon sent a request to meet with Kael'thas, and more preparedly... the person he requested to meet was His Majesty the King of Quel'Thalas.

Therefore, Kael'thas would naturally not add the suffix 'Sir' when talking to him this time as the Elf King.

"Your Majesty Kael'thas..."

Turalyon looked at Kael'thas with complicated eyes, and then saluted.

He didn't see Kael'thas last time, so this could be said to be their first meeting after several years.

"You can call me by my previous title, I haven't been crowned yet."

Kael'thas shook his head and explained.

"Not crowned..."

Turalyon smiled bitterly and looked over: "So, His Highness Kael'thas...can you tell me that the Elven Expeditionary Force in Draenor is acting in full accordance with your will?"

"no doubt."

Kael'thas nodded in affirmation: "Although the commander is not me, their actions are based on my orders."

His affirmation made Turalyon's luck disappear.

The elves entered Draenor in accordance with Kael'thas's order, so their purpose was naturally Kael'thas's purpose.

[Does he want to seize Draenor and be crowned king? 】

Turalyon was inevitably a little afraid of this outcome.

He had personally seen the power of Kael'thas when he was an adjutant to Lothar. Although the weight of elves in the entire orc war was not too heavy, there was one thing he knew very well.

Kael'thas' missions were ultimately successful.

Perhaps many people regard it as luck and chance, but none of the rulers of the alliance have thought this way.

'Have you ever seen any high-ranking mage accomplish the tasks he accomplished? '

Lothar once asked Turalyon.

Everyone in the world was seduced by Kael'thas' identity and power, and took his war exploits for granted.

However, it was a biased concept at that time.

'Luck, strength, wisdom, no matter what, His Highness Kael'thas is a person with infinite possibilities. '

Kael'thas once became a figure seriously studied by the Human Alliance.

The surprising result is that no one can tell why.

All the results of their calculations will become unsolvable as long as they are substituted into the race of 'high elves'.

Turalyon remembered the final results of his research.

One is the fixed alliance: the high elves cannot leave the alliance.

The second is to prevent ambition: be wary of Kael'thas becoming an ambitious man.

Every commander fears what the world will look like thousands of years from now if the elves leave the alliance.

Originally, humans were very confident that no accident would happen, but the commanders either died in the war or stayed away from the Elf Prince, which ultimately led to the current situation.

Turalyon stood opposite the ambitious Kael'thas.

The terror of Kael'thas is beyond anyone's previous calculations. Intelligence clearly shows that less than half a year has passed since the incident in Quel'Thalas. But what did this elf prince do?

Conquer harpies, naga, trolls, broken ones... and the new orcs...

Even in Azeroth, the strength of the High Elf Kingdom can rival the Alliance.

It's only been a few months!

Turalyon couldn't imagine years, decades, centuries, or even thousands of years...

Moreover, he is more worried about Kael'thas's 'success rate'.

The Orc War can rely on small forces to turn the tide of the entire war, so what will happen to Draenor now and Kael'thas, whose military strength is not inferior to others?

"Your Highness Kael'thas."

Turalyon bent his head and said in a deep voice: "Can you listen to me and tell me something?"

"...Say."

Here comes the point.

&nbssp;Kael'thas braced himself and listened to Turalyon's words.

This human paladin is talking about Draenor, that is, what happened after the big explosion.

Last time he and Solanlian briefly mentioned it, but this time the content was completely different.

He told the story of the Delani.

After the explosion in Draenor, Draenei society struggled in the darkness, and leader Velen led the people into Zangarmarsh to take shelter.

Then the Naaru came in a spaceship. They rebuilt Shattrath, the city of Holy Light, and used the power of Holy Light to save the Draenei.

The draenei regained their glory and later allied themselves with the naaru to fight against the Burning Legion.

The humans didn't actually join Shattrath at first, but as they learned more about fighting side by side, they became friends of the draenei.

And Turalyon discovered a Draenei woman who looked very similar to Alleria.

The two races were in contact for several years, and the humans eventually joined Shattrath's forces.

"We don't really know what they're thinking."

"But the naaru can give all the people a stable life in the broken Draenor. They give the draenei the noble light, and they can also give us power."

"It's just about status, and that's why we made the decision."

Turalyon's answer surprised Kael'thas.

It is true that no one is a fool, how can he be loyal to a stranger easily.

But Naaru was different.

It is the giver of Holy Light. It will not treat people with violence, and it does not have the source of evil like biological creatures.

To everyone, Naaru is just a battery that needs a lot of care.

Under this situation, they brought expectations and were naturally promoted to leaders by the draenei and humans.

However, this decision changed when Kael'thas arrived.

The enemy of this world is demon, so neither Draenei nor humans want to get involved with new enemies and continue to be hurt-especially elves.

They now enter a dilemma.

The Draenei are accustomed to the Holy Light of the Naaru. The Holy Light is just like their lives. If they break away at will, they may risk becoming the Broken.

"Did Viren ask you to come?"

Kael'thas suddenly realized something was wrong - these words were clearly a temptation from the Draenei.

"..."

Turalyon looked at Kael'thas in slight surprise, wondering how the elf prince knew Velen's name.

But he still nodded.

"Lord Velen noticed that you and Naaru couldn't get along, so he wanted to..."

——Want to know what the elves are planning to do, or if there is a way to get rid of the Holy Light.

Kael'thas narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know, the choice is his."

Of course he couldn't tell his secret, it would be too stupid.

Kael'thas can guarantee that even if he tells the truth about the Sunwell, Velen will immediately side with the naaru after hearing it.

It was obvious that a man who would reveal his secrets would not gain Velen's approval.

That's an old fox--it would be best to leave him to his wits' end.

"I don't want to talk about the draenei."

Kael'thas interrupted Turalyon and looked at him with doubts in his eyes: "I want to know more about you and the Alliance Expeditionary Force, Turalyon... Who are you really loyal to?"

"alliance."

Turalyon did not hesitate, silver fire flashed in his eyes: "We have never betrayed the Alliance."

"Then why are you still in Draenor?"

Kael'thas couldn't help but feel nervous.

He had already thought of this outcome, but he didn't want Turalyon to lead his army back to Azeroth now.

Most of the Alliance expeditionary force is loyal to the royal family of Lordaeron. There are several powerful people in this group. Sylvanas has no chance of winning after returning.

"I have personal reasons. I want to protect my wife's world."

The wife Turalyon was talking about was the draenei girl, and he admitted this reason without any pretense.

"But more importantly we can't leave now."

"Neither Khadgar nor I can give up on this broken continent. The reason why Draenor is broken is because we pushed Ner'zhul too hard, so we want to atone for our sins, fulfill our wishes and let it move towards peace before leaving. "

This human being is still kind.

The Alliance Expeditionary Force still hasn't deteriorated.

Kael'thas was a little happy, but also a little regretful...

"Then protect everything you have, Turalyon."

He wished from the bottom of his heart: "I hope the peace you are looking forward to will come soon."

"But what about you?"

Turalyon raised his head and looked directly at Kael'thas: "Can't you give up domination and share the world with the Naaru?"

This sentence is so ridiculous.

“Have you ever seen a lion allow a wolf to eat a rabbit next to it?”

Kael'thas laughed, with a chill he had never shown since he was a child.

"I won't stop my plan because I hate losing...Have you ever heard of crying all over the mountains? It's such a harsh sound...I don't want to hear it anymore."

Because he is no longer 'the prince who will inherit the country'.

On his shoulders, he now carries hundreds of thousands of people - who are about to transform into kings.