Some things, even if you don't want to face them, you still can't escape them, this is the most difficult part of life, face those difficult things, and leave the results to fate.

Dalaran, this is the smallest country in China in the Seven Nations Alliance, and it can even be said that it is not a normal country.

Because the area of land it controls is too small and too small, not even half of the province of the Lordaeron Kingdom, but Dalaran is the most important force in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, because this small country is the birthplace of most of the mages in the human world.

Dalaran City, the capital of Dalaran and the holy place of mages in the human world, this white city built on the shore of Lake Lordamire, with purple as its own flag, and books symbolizing knowledge as its national emblem, here are led by the six most powerful mages in the human mage world, and become the Council of Six, ruling and managing all the affairs of Dalaran.

And in the city of Dalaran, there are not only humans, but also gnomes with higher spell-casting talents than humans, shorter than dwarves, and more jumpy personalities than fishmen, some sojourning dwarves, and finally elves, to be precise, Quel'Thalas High Elves.

Regarding the relationship between the High Elves and the human mages, we can say a little more, in short, on this day, a special force of 30 griffin knights visited the city of mages Dalaran, and because they brought with them the new movements of the Hammer Dwarves who have always lived in seclusion, when they landed on the flying platform of Dalaran, the dwarven knight Kudran led by the leader of the Council of Six, the human archmage Antonidas.

This is not unusual, the Human Seven Nations Alliance is under great pressure in the face of the menacing orcs, and urgently needs all the forces that can be combined, not to mention, the addition of the Brute Hammer Dwarves will greatly enhance the air combat strength of the human alliance.

The dragon cub that was recently sent to Dalaran reveals a terrible reality: orcs can use powerful dragons into battle. In this case, no matter how arrogant the king is, he will look at the Hammer Dwarves differently.

While Kudran was discussing some important matters with the Council of Six, the other member of the group arrived in one of the ornate mage towers in Dalaran.

"Praise the sun, Lotherma, that you have returned safely at last! His Royal Highness the Prince has been looking for your traces in recent days! Everybody's worried about you, too. ”

In Lothema. As Theron walked into the Mage Tower, a High Elf wearing a red robe, long red hair, a beautiful figure and a beautiful face walked up quickly and gave him a warm hug:

"Come on! His Royal Highness the Prince is waiting for you! ”

"Hmm"

Very haggard Lotherma nodded silently, he followed the elven mage into the inside of the mage tower, the space here is obviously different from the outside, outside, this is just a 20-meter-high white tower, nothing special, and walking into it, it is like walking into a real palace, and it does not seem abrupt at all.

This is the magic of magic, like this high-rise tower with a spatial circle arranged inside, there are dozens of Dalaran.

"Lotherma, what's wrong with you? Feeling bad? ”

The female mage's eyes were keenly aware of her companion's abnormality, and she looked back at the strange silence of Lotherma, although he was also so cold in normal times, but at least he could feel kindness at that time, and now Lotherma was like an emotionless stone.

She was a little worried about her companion's situation, so she joked:

"You see, you saved the human king, killed Zulkin, killed the orcs, and brought back Zulkin's head, you are already a hero of Quel'Thalas, come, laugh, our Great Britain..."

"Huh"

Before she could finish her teasing words, Lotherma's left hand reached out and clasped it around her neck like an iron pincer, and the ranger, whose face was as cold as ice, pressed the beautiful mage directly against the wall, and rebuked in an emotionless voice:

"Shut up! Lanna Cel! Shut up! ”

"Don't call me a hero! I don't deserve that word! ”

The sudden outburst of emotion chilled everyone around him, and Lotherma watched the shock and panic in the female mage's eyes, and he took a sharp step back and put the mage down.

"Huh"

He continued unconcernedly, like a madman, an emotionless killer, while the frightened mage, stroking the wound on her neck, like an enraged lioness, shouted at Lotherma:

"You... Are you crazy! Bastard! ”

But all the indifferent figures had disappeared into the curtains of magic that were surging in front of them.

After actually entering the inner hall, Lotherma raised his head and saw the figure sitting on the luxurious red velvet chair, frowning and reading an obscure magic book, although he was reading and studying, but the surging temperament around him made people can't help but focus their eyes on him, and even the gorgeous arrangement around him was stolen by this master.

This is a natural leader! A real superior!

Lotherma took a deep breath, stepped forward, stopped 10 meters away from him, and whispered:

"I'm back, Your Highness Kael'thas!"

"Huh?"

This interrupted the researcher's thoughts, and His Royal Highness looked up and saw Lotherma standing there, and there was a hint of undisguised and unfeigned joy in the corners of his eyes.

Kael'thas . The Sunstrider is the only son of His Majesty Anastarian, the current Sun King of Quel'Thalas, the future owner of Quel'Thalas, and the allegiance of Lotherma.

The Sunstrider's excellent blood flowed through his body, making him one of the most powerful spellcasters in the world at a young age, and it was for this reason that he was able to have a tower of his own in the Magic City.

This prince has inherited almost all the virtues of an elf, and frankly, handsome, the word can no longer describe him.

Slender and straight, with long blond hair hanging down to his waist, soft as the sun's rays, always raised golden eyebrows trimmed perfectly, he also has a pair of green eyes, and when he stood up, three emerald orbs representing the convergence of vast magical power were suspended behind his shoulders, adding a layer of mystery to him, and also representing his unparalleled magical talent.

Even when he walked, it was like the scorching sun covering the earth, and this near-perfect prince was imbued with a natural leadership temperament.

Facing the subordinates who had returned from a long journey, His Royal Highness the Prince did not pretend to be cold, but personally took Lotsama's arm and invited him to sit opposite him with just the right amount of enthusiasm.

The pain in Lotherma's eyes could not hide from the prince, and in the brief exchange of magical communication before, His Royal Highness had learned something in advance.

After taking his seat, his expression became serious:

"Are you sure Tyrion. Dawnblade is dead? Dead at the hands of an orc overseer named Sarufar? ”

"Hmm!"

Lotherma nodded, and took out two items from her back and placed them on the ornate table encrusted with various gems, the head of Zurkin that had been preliminarily processed by the Hammer Shaman, and the chest that Kudran had given him containing the relics of Tyrion.

"The outside world is outrageously publicized, Your Highness, it wasn't me who killed Zulkin! It was Tyrion, who and I saved the human king, Dareen. Prodmore, he was the one who brought the orcs away to keep me alive, and I wouldn't have been able to do it without his sacrifice. ”

In a voice that contained anger and powerlessness, Lotherma said:

"Please forgive me for being rude to Lannacel, but... I can't accept this lie! ”

He looked at his prince, who listened attentively to his opinion:

"Your Highness! I don't deserve the name of a hero, it will allow me to steal his reputation, please stop this rumor and don't let the real hero lose even the last of the recognition he deserves. ”

"Yes, I see."

Prince Kael'thas listened to all the things described by Lothima in their entirety, and in the first-hand witness accounts, many details were added, and finally, a trace of grief appeared in the eyes of His Royal Highness.

His gaze did not even linger for a second on the head of Zurkin, who would bring him supreme prestige, but reached out and stroked the box, and he sighed:

"Today, Quel'Thalas has suffered a lot of damage, and we have lost a true hero who should have risen with Quel'Thalas to become the true greatness that surrounded our country, what a pity."

He stood up, took up the box with his own hands, and said to Lotherma:

"Come, come with me, Lotherma."

"Let's go and give it to those who are truly qualified to receive it, General Liresa and Miss Aurelia, the other two victims of this sad day, and may Tyrion's departure not break their will and soul."

"No, it won't!"

Lotherma. Theron straightened up and said in a deep voice:

"I believe that the women of the Windranger family will not be defeated by pain, they will only be reborn in hatred!"

"Your Highness! I've decided to give up my quest for the position of Ranger General, and I'm going to do everything in my power to help Aurelia become the new Ranger General... This is Tyrion's last wish, and we must fulfill it for him! And Tyrion's departure will also make the Windranger family a member of us..."

A flame of hatred ignited in Lotherma's eyes, and he clenched his fists:

"We're going to banish the damned orcs from this world once and for all! Only in this way can the hero's soul in heaven be comforted! ”

"Hmmm! We have to do it! ”

Prince Kael'thas nodded, his face was equally determined and sad, he took a deep breath, and with the wave of his fingers, a portal to the other place opened before his eyes, and he held the box containing the relic in a non-noble manner, and he stepped forward, with a firm step.

"Come on! Lotherma, let's fulfill the Warrior's last wish! In the place of the warriors, come and say goodbye to his relatives..."

"Today, the sun will be Tyrion. The Blade of Dawn falls... But tomorrow, it will rise again because you and I have inherited the will of the warriors! ”

"I swear... He won't die in vain! Those orcs, those savage invaders, they will definitely pay! ”