Blood Elf Prince of Warcraft

After several days of hard work, Delano's work finally started smoothly.

After opening it, Kael'thas also had time to pay attention to the situation in Azeroth. Although the power of the Well of Eternity was limited, he had a secret weapon, the Silver Dragon, so he was not too worried.

In the south of Kalimdor continent, deep in the rolling mountains.

When Kael'thas opened his eyes again, a few tufts of weeds growing in the cave pressed against his nose.

He couldn't help but sneeze for a moment, and then his stomach growled - the Silver Dragon's body was hungry again.

[You have to prepare a lot of food. 】

Kael'thas was a little helpless, but he didn't feel sad either: although the dragons had a huge appetite, it was very convenient that they didn't have to eat every day.

He walked out slowly.

The huge trees here form a dense forest, and the mountains look green. If you look at it from the ground, anyone will have the illusion that this land is full of nature.

However, Kael'thas knew very well that Kalimdor was not that beautiful.

At least half of this continent has rolling yellow sand and has been exposed to the sun for many years.

Even with the forest in front of you, you only need to fly a little higher to see the border.

Kael'thas hunted animals wildly in the forest, and then simply barbecued them to fill his stomach.

When he was doing these things, he was still worried about whether Maiev would appear at any time, but it turned out that he was worried too much.

After the stomach problem was solved, Kael'thas spread his wings and flew into the sky heading north.

He wanted to find out the truth about the Nightmare King.

The Nightmare King has a close relationship with the New World Tree, and Darnassus, the capital of the night elves, is the best place to detect abnormalities. Kael'thas thought that the Silver Dragon's stealth would allow him to obtain information.

In fact, this is not an easy task.

Darnassus is an island in the northwest corner of the Kalimdor continent. The fastest route is to head north along the western coastline.

The coastline on this vast land is ridiculously long, but the entire northwest coastline of Kalimdor has a common name: the Dark Coast.

In ancient times, the Dark Coast was a beach where the night elves prospered. It was once one of the most prosperous areas of the Kaldorei Empire. Great cities like Amisalan and Basalan were the pinnacle of civilization at that time.

However, the explosion of the Well of Eternity changed the place forever. The climate of Darkshore became cold, stormy, and the biting winds stirred up waves.

The years of rain and fog, rocky cliffs, sandy soil and lingering sea mist prove that nothing of value can grow on the Black Coast.All kinds of kelp, seaweed and rocks cover the beach, and the occasional tree dots the land far away from the coast.

More importantly, several cities here were destroyed in ancient wars.

The surviving night elves built some new buildings, but were unwilling to repair the ruins of the city with a strong highborne style.

Now only a few glorious ruins remain of this coast, eroded by strong winds and seawater.

Kael'thas stopped above a ruins.

He saw many souls of elves wandering in the ruins below. After thinking for a moment, he fell to the ground.

Kael'thas thought that since he saw the ancient elders on the road, he should save them.

Wandering in this world for thousands of years is actually a very sad thing.

But the main reason is that these dead souls are high-level elves. There are no dead souls in night elves, because they will turn into glowing elves after death.

Kael'thas was not sure when the death characteristics of the night elves separated from the upper elves, but in his memory of the game, the souls wandering in the ruins were indeed those of the upper elves.

Perhaps out of respect, he had to try a solution other than violence.

For example, singing, he has always wanted to determine whether the 'Elegy of the Highborne' was really born before ancient times.

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On the other side, Maiev is also on the Black Coast.

After she returned to the land of Kalimdor with the Watchers, she was soon discovered by the night elves.

After their departure, several major events occurred in night elf society: the New World Tree, Malfurion's mysterious sleep... and Fandral's rise to power.

Fandral is the night elf druid who was very fond of Kael'thas during the Holy War of Hyjal.

He controlled the Druid Council and relied on the planting of the World Tree to gain greater power than Tyrande.

In this case, Maiev's return became a favorite in the eyes of Tyrande and Fandral, both of whom wanted the Watchers to join their forces.

Maiev looked down upon both men, Tyrande killed her sisters mercilessly, and it was impossible for the Watchers to surrender at her feet.

And Fandral has no place for Maiev to surrender.

The Watchers have been independent of night elf society since their founding, and will remain so in the future... Maiev will not join any faction.

Of course, in order to avoid greater trouble, Maiev still had to go back and walk around.

Maiev wanted to ignore them and continue her actions, but ignoring them was the wrong action. Maybe the two rulers would become angry.

She had to temporarily stop her search for Kael'thas and return to Darnassus with the Watchers.

They came to Auberdine in Darkshore, a port on the way to Darnassus and a small night elf town that required little defense other than a safe way of life.

Mist enveloped Darnassus on the other side of the ocean. When the watchers rode Frostsaber to the port, they saw a dark gray gloomy sky and a crying man.

"What is that man doing?"

Maiev looked at him with some disgust.

This is a night elf man. He has a young and handsome appearance, but no one can tell his actual age.

However, Maiev hates cowardly men.

"Mistress, I'll drive him away!"

Lieutenant Nessa noticed the mistress's displeasure and took the initiative to step forward and talk to the night elves.

Watchers are like aliens in the eyes of other night elves. Ordinary people would always stay aside consciously, but this man was different.

He stopped crying and spoke to Nessa.

It took several minutes for the pretty female adjutant to come back and report.

"Mistress, he wants to ask a favor from us."

Nessa reported the story she heard to Maiev.

That night elf is called Serelion, and he is also an ancient elf who enjoys eternity.

After the Ancient War, the city of Amisalan on the Black Coast was destroyed, and all the elves in the city were buried with that city, including his upper elf wife Anaya.

Thousands of years after the disaster, the memory of Anaya still haunts Cerelion's dreams.

Some time ago, when he was wandering on the Black Coast in a trance, he accidentally saw the souls wandering in the ruins of the city, and there was Anaya among them.

Cerilion wants Anaya to be free, but he doesn't have the courage to do it.

If you want to let a dead soul gain freedom, you must kill her first, and Serilion can't do it.

The other elves were worried that he would hate the person who killed Anaya in the future, so they did not help. So Serilion stood at the port crying, begging everyone who passed by for help.

Apparently, the powerful Watchers gave him hope.

"Don't go."

The corner of Maiev's mouth curled up: "If you want to kill someone, you have to ask someone else. Do you think you can avoid the blame? This is really boring... For a man who has no ability, just let him cry slowly."

"But Mistress, you shouldn't be incapable..."

Nesa shook her head and smiled bitterly, and she rarely retorted: "He just couldn't bear to kill precious people himself. Everyone does this... Mistress... If we become dead souls, will you kill us with your own hands?"

Maiev was stunned. It was really difficult for her to answer this question.

Sisters who have been together for thousands of years, Nessa and the other Watchers are very important in Maiev's heart.

"I won't let you become dead souls."

This was all she could answer in the end.

"This is not certain. Sooner or later, mistress, you will leave. At that time, no one knows where we will go..."

Nessa lowered her voice.

She and the other caretakers had recently had a hunch that their mistress would be able to find a new way of survival over time, and then there would be no need for servants like them.

Every caretaker is a person who is homeless or abandoned by the night elf society. They have reached this point because of supporting each other, and there is no shadow of the future.

Not everyone is as lucky and powerful as Maiev, Nessa and the others... are just a group of ordinary elves.

"Don't worry, I'll take you with me wherever I go."

Maiev gently touched Nessa's head.

She rarely makes promises, but she will never change her words easily: "I will not abandon you to enjoy happiness alone."

Nesa was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Mistress, don't say this nonsense...some happiness cannot be shared, otherwise how will you get married in the future."

All she had been thinking about was Maiev's emotional problems. She felt that the hostess was silly and cute sometimes, so she reminded her specially.

Besides getting married, Maiev had no other reason to leave the Watcher.

But this obviously shouldn't be mentioned around Maiev.

"I won't marry!"

Her tone became colder. What Maiev hated most was emotional problems. She became a Watcher precisely because she lost confidence in all emotions.

As a child, she believed that she lived to inherit the identity of Moon Priest, and she was indeed the best candidate. As a result, the previous priest she trusted suddenly handed over the inheritance rights to Tyrande.

'What's wrong with that woman? '

Maiev, who lost her identity, became indifferent from then on.

Her only remaining concern was her younger brother Jarod. Jarod was the commander of the Night Elves' resistance against the Burning Legion in the ancient war. He had a higher status than anyone else and was the younger brother she was proud of.

As a result, as soon as the war ended, her trusted brother disappeared without a word.

Jarod gave up his identity and left without even informing his sister.

Maiev felt that she was a fool, always trusting others, but not being noticed by anyone.

So she put on a mask, hated everything, and became a cold and merciless caretaker - accompanied only by her other sisters, some of whom were priestesses around her in ancient times.

"You are my only family and I will not leave anyone behind."

Maiev affirmed again.

"But sooner or later you..."

"If I say no, I won't. If so, you can follow me and join me!"

Not wanting to dwell on this topic any further, Maiev replied coldly, then changed her mind and walked towards Serilion.

She decided to help the night elf, but she didn't see how much restlessness there was behind it.

'The mistress will take us? '

'what does that mean...'

'Can we be like her? '

'Serving the same man as her...? '

This group of night elf girls became impetuous and unable to stay calm.

After Nesa's repeated warnings, the group of girls followed Maiev with complex thoughts, and a group of people headed to the ruins of Amisalan.

The address of the ruins is not far away, so we arrived quickly.

But before they got closer, a familiar song floated into their pointed ears. The song was so familiar that it even caused Maiev and other older elf girls to feel the deepest throbbing in their hearts.

"Elegy of the Highborne."

Nesa first found this name from her memory, and her face turned gloomy.

'The Elegy of the Highborne' is a song that every elf would sing for the dead in ancient times. It belongs to the entire country of Kaldorei. However, after the Well of Eternity was broken, this song was included in the night elves' blacklist because of its creator and name. The list has since been discontinued.

If there is anyone in this world who can sing this song, there is no doubt that it is only the high elves - today's blood elves.

Because of their immortality and easy life, the night elves have a completely different view of the dead than the high elves who have traveled far away...

For the few and precious high elves who have experienced catastrophic disasters, the 'Elegy of the Highborne' is the best blessing and condolence for the deceased.

Only they can sing such sad and beautiful songs.

"Kael'thas..."

However, Maiev still found out the identity of its owner from the song.

The ballad sung by Kael'thas had a more beautiful tone than the original sound, but none of this could hinder Maiev's sensitive thinking.

She led the watchers to speed up and ran into the ruins of Yamisalan, but the scenery displayed in front of them made them unable to move.

Kael'thas, who had transformed into an elf prince, sat on the ruins and quietly sang "The Elegy of the Highborne".

Countless upper elf dead souls gathered below him. These wandering evil spirits seemed to have regained their thoughts of life, and gathered on the ground one after another to look up at Kael'thas.

The pair of dark, evil eyes became clear surrounded by the singing, and then the dead soul bowed and saluted, shed tears and turned into white light and disappeared.

The unique and charming singing voice like flowing spring water makes the hatred and hesitation of thousands of years... now become "free".

"Don't bother him."

Even Maiev couldn't bear to interrupt Kael'thas' current work - this was the first time she had ever seen a dead soul saved without violence. (To be continued