Tyrande, High Priestess of the Moon. She didn't know what was going on with her poor daughter, and she didn't know what bad promises Santis had made after being tricked into a bunch of scheming bastards.

If it was Tyrande on that occasion, she would never let those guys with evil intentions achieve their goals so easily, but the problem is that she protects her adopted daughter too well, and Santis has hardly participated in the political turmoil within the Night Elves in her life, which makes Santis almost in a state of confusion about these things.

Sometimes, good intentions do bad things... More often than not, as long as you reveal your hole cards, you will be easily grasped by others.

Santis is a good soldier, a good general, but she's a bad third-rate politician.

But what if it has come to this?

And Tyrande has more important things to do right now... She can't even control the terrible situation in Felwood Forest, she desperately needs all allies, and for this, she will even go so far as to unleash a terrifying demon with her own hands.

Well, a demon who has a deep affection for her.

Well, this plot sounds a little weird, like "my husband is captured by the enemy, and then the wife comes to her lover to help save her husband"... But in reality, this is not the case, because the relationship between Tyrande, Malfurion, and the demon who is about to be released is much more complicated than imagined.

First of all, this demon is Malfurion's younger brother, his own brother.

Secondly, Tyrande grew up with him since he was a child, and the relationship between the two is not a relative, better than a relative, but the two are absolutely innocent, and they have not even held hands, and Tyrande faced the courtship of the two brothers, and finally married Malfurion, which broke his brother's heart fiercely.

In the end, Malfurion and his younger brother were mentored by the demigod Cenarius in Valsara, who had a more powerful druidic talent, but was not liked by Cenarius because of his style of work, which eventually led him to break with the demigod completely, abandoning the promising way of druids and turning to the use of arcane arts.

This demon is a very complex man in his own right, and it is difficult to evaluate his merits and demerits, having helped Malfurion and Tyrande together destroy the Well of Eternity and send the Burning Legion back to the Warped Void in order to win the War of the Ancients.

But he was also one of the first Dark Walkers among the Night Elves to accept and use their powers, and he also confronted Sargeras... Truly, his evil power and power were bestowed upon him by the Dark Titan, and after the terrible War of the Ancients, he tried to reshape the Well of Eternity, even going so far as to kill his compatriots for it, but of course, this plan was eventually exposed.

The Darkwalker was thrown into the Watcher's prison and trapped for 10,000 years...

Ironically, however, until now, all the Night Elves of Mount Hyjal are still living on the "legacy" left by this Dark Walker... The reason why the World Tree Nodashir has grown so much is because it is rooted in the Well of Eternity, which has been reshaped but not yet completed by the Darkwalkers.

From this point of view, this imprisoned guy indirectly contributed to the prosperity of the Night Elf civilization, but unfortunately, he himself became an unknown prisoner, and his exploits have long been remembered... He became a sad footnote to history, which was eventually completely forgotten.

It's miserable... It's really miserable...

Oh, by the way, this Darkwalker with a heavy past has a name that isn't loud at all...

His name is Illidan... Illidan. Raging winds.

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"Whoa, whoa"

A Night Elf-style warship sails on the waters of the Broken Isles, the southwest corner of the Broken Isles, the sea is always covered with an eerie fog, but the water is very calm, which is obviously not normal weather.

In fact, without special guidance, even the most awesome captain will not want to find the right course in this mist, which is a special barrier from antiquity, to cover the special buildings hidden in this sea.

Tyrande, the High Priestess of the Moon, still wearing her peculiar armor and carrying a bow shaped into white wings, stood on the deck of the ship, looking out over the shadowy islands in the mist, and at the sound of a bird, a special owl flew in and finally landed on Tyrande's shoulder.

This is Tyrande's companion as a hunter, a special beast, an owl blessed by the moon god, which has left it from flesh and blood and becomes a pure spirit-like life, exuding a beautiful intertwined halo of green and silver, which looks like a real work of art.

Oh, by the way, this thing is similar in form to Tyrion's ghostly owl "Moontalon", but the two are formed in a completely different way.

"Dolly Sur, tell me, is everything okay in the Warden Crypt?"

The high priest of the moon, whose long green hair was blown by the sea breeze, reached out and stroked the owl on her shoulder, which chirped a few times in the high priest's ear, and Tyrande nodded:

"yes, I see."

The ship continued onward, and after a moment a Luna priest walked up behind the High Priest and whispered:

"Ma'am, all the messengers have been sent, but the reply from the Human Empire is confusing... They say they've made a deal with the Night Elves, and that they won't have any more to do with us until we release Orc, the Great Chief Orgrim... They also say that there is something wrong with General Hige, and that some evil force is polluting the whole of Mount Hyjal with the help of her body..."

"Huh?"

Tyrande's brow furrowed, and she looked back at the Luna priest:

"That's what they really said?"

Without waiting for the Luna priest to reply, Tyrande's finger waved downward, issuing a new command:

"Contact the Hyjal Mountain Moon Temple immediately, confining General Sunsong in the Moon Temple, and sending more guards to the beast den that guards Orgrim... Please restrain the two great druids of Moonpaw and Steel Claw, and don't let this talk continue to spread, the suspicion of orcs has not been cleared up yet, and humans may have come with some purpose, in short, the rest of the things will be talked about when I go back. ”

"Yes, ma'am."

Priest Luna turned to leave, Tyrande's eyes narrowed at this moment, and she muttered to herself:

"Shantis... Silly girl, is it really you? ”

"Wow"

The ship sailed forward, and at this moment it was as if it had crashed into some invisible curtain, and the fog that had spread all over the sea suddenly dissipated, and the sky, the sea breeze, and the islands covered with vegetation appeared in front of Tyrande, which seemed to be another world.

Looking at the island in front of him, the high priest let out a sigh of relief, making himself calmer, it is not an easy job to face Illidan, no one knows him better than Tyrande, Illidan is a true hero, he can give everything to protect his people, but it's a pity... His style of conduct was too crude and stubborn for the people to accept him.

And what about yourself?

I probably broke his heart hard, and more than once... Perhaps, maybe she should have been more careful in her choice in the first place... Maybe when I chose Illidan, everything would have been very different.

This thought came to Tyrande's heart, and the high priest was startled, and hurriedly suppressed this terrible thought, she loved Malfurion, and Malfurion was also the pillar of her life... She hadn't made the wrong choice in the first place, and she shouldn't have been so unfaithful now.

The ship slowly approached, and the moment she stepped into the dock made of ancient stones, Tyrande took a deep breath, she knew she shouldn't be here, and she knew very well what the Watchers would be like if she released Illidan, especially Mavi...

And when he thinks of Mavi, Tyrande always thinks of the days when the two of them practiced in the Temple of the Moon 10,000 years ago... Compared to Mavi's determination and sacrifice, Tyrande occasionally felt that he was a little too weak.

The two of them were supposed to be best friends, but unfortunately, just like her and Illidan, she and Mavi ended up taking two completely different paths in time.

It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong, but the facts have developed to this point, and there is no room for her to hesitate anymore.

Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Tyrande's eyes, she stepped onto her white frostblade leopard Gerot, she pulled the reins, and the next moment, the brave beast carried the High Priest and rushed into the depths of the island called Watchray... That place where countless terrible creatures are imprisoned... The Watcher's Cave.

In this stormy and quiet moment, in the face of the impending storm, after her beloved Malfurion is captured, Tyrande desperately needs a friend who can truly reassure him and lead the Night Elves through the darkness.

Even if... It was a demon in the mouths of others.

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The Caves of the Watcher, perhaps the most mysterious place in all of Azeroth.

It is the base camp of the watchers, where all the watchmen are trained and live, it is also a prison, holding countless terrifying creatures, and the watchman is also the warden, which is their duty, searching the world for the evil that will affect the world, and then arresting, interrogating, imprisoning or executing.

Suffice it to say, once the creatures of the Watcher's Cave are released, the already bad enough world will suddenly have an additional force that will cause headaches for everyone, and from this point of view, the presence of the Warden is absolutely necessary.

But unfortunately, the time of peace has been too long, and the eternal life has worn away the Night Elves' dedication to protecting peace, and there are fewer and fewer elves who are willing to sacrifice themselves to become watchers, and this system, which was once regarded as sacred, has also become more and more withered in time.

Back at the end of the War of the Ancients, the Watchmen were as powerful as the Sentinels, but now? With less than 200 people left in the group, Mavi often refers to herself as the "Last Watchman", not as a self-deprecation, but as a fact...

But what the elves didn't know was that the ancient and powerful legacy they had abandoned had taken root across the sea, and a sharper system had evolved, and in the special forces of the Darkblade Intelligence Agency, groups of Blood Watchers were being trained... The armed handmaidens under the command of the Blood Master are no longer limited to the traditional selection model, nor are they stubborn about the inheritance of the Night Elves.

Humans, High Elves, and Sindra Elves are all included in the system... The Blood Watchers were numerous enough to make Mavi, who was as determined as a mountain, feel hopeless... Of course, they're still hiding in the dark, but as the sharpest dagger in Tyrion's hands, they won't be hiding forever.

"Click"

The gate to the Watchman's Cave was slowly opened by the soft sound of the special gates intertwined with the rocks, and according to the information obtained by the High Priest, all the Watchmen on the Watch Island had gone to the Supreme Ridge Battlefield to support the Minotaur who were attacked by demons, which means that the cave was now empty.

However, at the moment when Tyrande led the Luna priests deep into the third floor of the cavern, the moment they walked out of the stone elevator into the darkness, a hoarse and familiar voice came to Tyrande's ears from the darkness.

"You... Sure enough, it still came. ”

The voice made Tyrande look back, and she saw the man with a snow-sharp thorn chakra, dressed in the scarred armor of the Ancient War, and wearing an iron owl mask, slowly emerging from the darkness.

Even through the owl's mask, Tyrande could feel the cold gaze, which made her subconsciously clench the war bow in her hand.

"Mavi... You shouldn't be here! ”

"But here I am!"

Mavi raised the knife wheel in her hand, and between the spins of the blade, a flash of light sent chills down everyone's necks, as anyone who has ever heard of the Warden's story should feel... This is a group of the most fearsome and most powerful Assassins in Azeroth, and in front of them, the alliance of assassins that humanity is proud of, is not even worthy of carrying their shoes.

"I know what you want to do, Tyrande."

The sound of the Mavi urn echoed in the darkness:

"But unless you kill me... Otherwise, you don't want to leave with him! ”

"We need him! Mavi! ”

Tyrande sighed, she threw the warbow in her hand to the ground, and then walked over to Mavi, placing her snow-white neck on the knife wheel that Mavi raised, she calmly looked directly at the warden in front of her, and she whispered:

"I'm going to take him away, his only relative and my husband have been taken away, Azhara is back, the revenge brought by the ghost of 10,000 years ago is coming, the worst nightmare of Kadore has awakened, I need Illidan, our civilization needs him to carry the burden again, with you and me, I not only need him, I also need you, Mavi, let the past disputes pass, I will help you get back Garrod... Get back your only loved one. ”

"If you're going to stop me, kill me."

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