In the tundra at night, on the beach occupied by seals, these hunters who inhabit the cold waters are probably in the season of courtship, and under the halo of the evening, everywhere is filled with the cries of seals, so frightened that the seagulls on the shore are reluctant to fall, flying around in the low altitude and screaming, as if to rebuke those, estrus beasts, occupy their hunting grounds.

And in this slightly noisy scene, in a col not far from the beach, a bonfire was raised, and the two garrisons of the Delaney sat on one side of the campfire. Veren sat on the other side of the campfire, the strange Draenei with a skewer of grilled fish in his hand, tumbling the food roasted by the flames, and facing him, looking at his guards with scrutinizing eyes:

"I don't want to return to Sha'tar at this time, not just because of my father's problems, but also because of my own problems, I don't want to hide from you, I've been working for the Burning Legion for thousands of years"

"Me too."

Vihari stirred the bonfire in front of her, she looked at Nuri with a slightly strange look, and she whispered:

"I have worked for the Legion for more than 30 years, destroyed several worlds and killed countless lives in the stars, I am a man with blood on my hands, but your presence here proves that your past is no different from mine, the darkness of the past is over, and a new life has begun. You don't need to worry about what you have done in the past under the influence of evil powers, and our people will not be hostile to you because of it. ”

"Yes, Nouri."

Marrad, the Grand Garrison, also opened his mouth and said:

"As long as you are willing to join us, and are willing to show your repentance and atone for your past self with practical actions in the days to come, then Shatar City, and the people who have been sheltered by your father for more than 20,000 years, will be willing to accept you, and we will accept you."

The seal of the leader of the Delaneei people passed to Nuri by the prophet, the broken rune of holy light has been transferred to Malrad's forehead, it is like a pendant suspended above the forehead of the great garrison, blooming a faint fluorescence in the darkness, like a fire lit in the dark, adding a touch of mystery to the already resolute and unyielding Marlad.

And probably because the Great Garrison was the successor of Viren's hand-picking, or because the heroic Marad was full of the will to protect the people and hope in his heart, when the rune was transferred to Marrad's forehead, under the light of that little bit of holy light, this broken rune had already had a harbinger of healing.

This proves that Marrad is also a person favored by the Light, and perhaps he will become a qualified leader of the Draenei in the future.

But in the face of the invitation and persuasion of the two garrisons, Nuri never responded positively, the son of the prophet silently rolled his grilled fish, the atmosphere between the three became a little stagnant, and a little embarrassed, until a trace of the aroma of food came out, Nuri shrugged his shoulders, handed the fish in his hand to Vihari and Marrad, the two garrisons looked at each other, and then reached out to take the young man's "gift".

"It's not just because of the past that I know where my future is, but with the help of some friends, I also know my father's trajectory in the past, I know what kind of person he is, and I have confidence in the people he led and cultivated, but the problem is that now is not the time."

Nuri ate the fish and said to the two people in front of him:

"I still have some unfinished things, which is also what my father wants to do, and it can even be called his last wish, as an unqualified son of man, I feel that I have the responsibility and obligation to help my father fulfill his will Until I finish this, I will not return to the people he leads."

The son of the prophet looked up at Malad earnestly, and said:

"You may not know that I don't have that qualifications yet, but in a sense, it was I who killed my father and I killed him with my own hands."

Nuri's gaze turned to Vihari, who had been eating the grilled fish with his head down, and a faint wave flashed in the young man's eyes, and he whispered:

"You should know that in the Seat of Naru"

Nuri's tone was very light, but it landed in Vihari's ears like a thunderbolt, which made the Hoof Girl Garrison raise her head sharply, and she looked at Nuri with a little more vigilance in her eyes.

"You! You're the same General Ereda at the time! Rakish! ”

"Yes, I'm Rakish."

Without much hesitation, Nuri calmly admitted his identity, he threw the tasteless half of the fish in his hand on the ground, wiped the grease on his fingers with a handkerchief, and said to the two people in front of him:

"I grew up in Argus, was raised by Kil'Gardan as a butcher, served the Burning Legion for many, many years, and in the first half of my life, my greatest wish was to kill my father, and to watch him cry and beg for mercy in front of me, I almost did it, but fate is so miraculous, even in that terrible desperate situation, my father, Viren, he did not give in, but gave his life to purify me"

"Purifying my evil powers, purifying my sins, purifying my soul, he told me that his death as a father and not as a prophet was the best ending of his life of exile, and that he asked me to tell you not to grieve over his passing, for sooner or later you will meet him among the stars in the eternal home of the Draenei."

"In the land of Argus, this is his last wish."

Nouri took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the night that had completely fallen, and in the clouds above the sea, a faint starlight was shining, and he said:

"I have come here, in addition to handing over the seal of the leader left by my father, and telling you these last words he left for you, and because of these things, in the thousands of years of the Burning Legion, I have left not only pain and depression, not only distortion and madness, but also a lot of valuable knowledge, those secrets about the Legion!"

Nouri pointed to his head, and he said to the silent Marad:

"Father said, go home, this is an obsession deep in the hearts of every Draenei, you are too far from home, every night the longing in your soul is pushing you to worship in the direction of Argus, I will take you home! I'm going to return to Argus with the exiles! And I already have a complete plan, and after I leave here, I will have to find some "like-minded" friends in this world to make this wish come true. ”

"So before leaving, I would like to ask you two, the two leaders of the future Draenei, if you would like to join me in fulfilling my father's only wish?"

Marrad and Vihari remained silent, Nuri's proposal was a bit too sensational, although he was not wrong, the Draenei were indeed eager to return home, but as things stand, they had lost their ships and even several Naru, and they were already struggling to resist the Burning Legion in Azeroth, let alone return to Argus when their power was empty

It's almost impossible to do, it's fantastic.

And what is more, for the garrisons like Malad and Vihari, who have experienced the Great Retreat of Argus firsthand, they have seen with their own eyes the apocalyptic scene of the magnificent and prosperous world of Argus completely covered by the evil energy gushing from the center of the earth, the whole world is torn apart by the power of the dark titan Sargeras, and then an endless number of demons fill that world, fill their homeland.

There is no hope for Argus, the world of Argus in the memory of the Draenei has completely withered, and it is already hell, even if the exiled Draenei finally return, what can they do? They are no longer welcome in that world, and it is difficult for them to survive in that apocalyptic world.

Argus has become a beautiful sustenance for his hometown in the hearts of the Draenei people, but it is only a sustenance.

Looking at the silence of the guards, Nuri could probably guess what they were thinking, the young man stretched his body, and the Fountain of Youth's immortal life transferred Viren's immortal life into his body, giving him a keen sense of others while being energetic.

The Son of the Prophet rubbed his forehead, and he said seemingly casually:

"Oh, one more thing, I forgot to tell you"

"The world of Argus is not destroyed! At least not as completely torn apart by evil as you think, I grew up in that world, and I am more familiar with it than I am with this new world, I can tell you for sure."

"Argus still has blue skies, Argus still has forests, Argus, uh, there is no ocean anymore but the largest lake in the Makere Plains is still there, it is still as beautiful as when you left, but the buildings have been destroyed, the evil energy explosion of more than 20,000 years ago has indeed torn that world apart, but maybe some kind of power is protecting it in the underworld, the most prosperous plain of Argus is preserved, and it is now suspended above the heart of the flames of Argus."

Nouri described in a deep voice, as if he were rendering the best blueprint, and he said:

"There are many, many lives there, and Kil'Gardan didn't let the demons infect that continent, and I don't know why he didn't do that, but I can tell you for sure that there is hope in that world, and as long as you don't give up on it, it won't let you down!"

Nuri's words made Marlad's eyes gradually brighten, and he looked at Nuri, and after a moment, the great garrison said softly:

"My intellect tells me not to believe you, but my instinct tells me that what you say should be true, but there is no way to convince our people by just one statement, you have to understand, Nuri, after the fall of the Prophet, we must come up with a plan and blueprint for the future, so that our people can continue to unite and move forward."

"If you can prove what you say, then I am willing to do my best to help you convince our people to join you on this homecoming! But you have to prove your claims first! ”

"Ah, that's a bit difficult."

The son of the prophet wagged his tail, and he rubbed his forehead:

"I still remember the identification code and path of the Burning Legion's portal to Argus, and I am sure that I will return to Argus safely in the stars, but the problem is that the demons entrenched in this world are too weak by you, except for the Nasrezm demons entrenched in the Broken Isles, there is basically no force that can open the portal to the stars, but Nasrezm, those guys are very cunning, I am not sure that I can deceive them."

"If that's what you're worried about"

Vihari glanced at Marrad, she hesitated, but still stepped forward, took something out of her pocket, and handed it to Nuri:

"I have a solution."

"Huh?"

Nuri took the badge that Vihari handed him, it was a green badge with strange symbols, and there were some strange evil powers in it:

"What is this? Looks like something to do with the Legion. ”

"This is Illidare's emblem!"

Vihari explains:

"Not long ago, the leader of Illidare, the Demon Hunter Illidan. I've been hesitant to be invited by Rage to join one of his "big plans", but I've heard him say that the madman seems to be planning to push back into the demon-infested world in search of something important to Azeroth, and that he has united several powerful forces with whom you might be able to cooperate. ”

"And I believe that Illidan, who is obsessed with destroying demons, must also be interested in the world of Argus."

The female garrison officer whispered:

"Marad and I are destined to be busy lately, and we may not be able to support you much, but if you really need it, then send someone to Shatar City, and we will do our best to help you."

Nuri looked at the badge in his hand, his fingers rubbed the rough surface of the badge, he raised his head and looked at Vihari, the two looked at each other, at this moment, Vihari's heart beat very fast She felt ashamed in her heart, she didn't know if what she did to the prophet was seen by Nuri.

After a few suffocating seconds of solemnity, Nuri suddenly smiled, he reached out and patted Vihari on the shoulder, and said:

"The past is over, Lady Vihari, take care of his people in the place of my father, and I am sure that he will be proud of you in the end."

After saying that, Nuri nodded to Marrad, then pulled up his hood, and without hesitation turned away from the col, his speed was very fast, and after a few minutes, he disappeared into the darkness of the coast, and watching Nuri leave, Vihari's breathing almost stagnated returned to normal, she breathed a few times, and then looked back at Marrad, she said:

"We'll just let him go, okay?"

"That's his choice, Vihari."

Malad sighed, he reached out and touched his forehead, the leader's seal that shone in the darkness had no weight, but at this moment, the great garrison could feel that the heavy responsibility and mission, like a mountain, pressed on his body.

He did not know if he would be able to carry all that the Prophet had left behind

But when he returned home, the somewhat fantastical and extremely attractive proposal that Nuri had made to him had been hovering in Marrad's mind, and the Son of the Prophet was right, it was a vague wish in the hearts of all the Draenei, and after the Prophet was gone, it was the only way to continue to unite the Draenei by making everyone feel hopeful.

"It's too hard to get home"