General Tirassalan was an adult Draenei.

This means that he is one of the few Draenei who have lived through the Prosperity of Argus in their entirety, witnessed the evil catastrophe sweeping through the world, and fully experienced the 25,000-year escape of the stars.

Although the Draenei are true immortals, any Draenei can easily live for 10,000 years, and some powerful Draenei can even reach the realm of immortality, but the brutal war and desperate escape still make many Draenei die among the stars, and the number of Draenei who finally followed Viren to the world of Draeno is very small.

Seventy percent of the current Draenei population are young people born from the flight of the stars, and they have not really experienced the gentle winds of the Argus world, the unforgettable prosperity of the Makere Plains, the frenzy of gladiators winning the Jedney Tournament, and the thunderous ceremonies of the highest mountain range on the planet every summer solstice.

They have not seen the terrifying scene of the green evil energy gushing out of the core of the planet, they have not seen the despair of their relatives crying under the trampling of the demons, they may have experienced the sad past of running for their lives in front of the demon army, but they have not felt the infinite loneliness when lying on the porthole of the take-off spaceship, looking at the hometown that can never go back...

Home, this is just a vague term for these young people, perhaps in their memory, the temperature of home is the cold cabin of the jewel spaceship in the stars, the taste of home is the bland ration meal on the spaceship, and the scenery of home is the eternal lonely stars beyond the porthole.

But no! Those are not homes!

For Draenei like General Tirasaran, home will always mean only one... That's Agus! The place they could never go back to, the birthplace of the Draenei people and their civilization.

It is precisely because of this pain of losing together that people like General Tirasalan would rather go against the guidance of the Prophet and return to the ruins of the city with his companions, fight desperately to the death, repel the orcs who have occupied the city, and then rebuild their own city brick by brick...

In the war-torn years, this may seem meaningless, but it means everything...

They've lost it, and they don't want to lose it again.

But even after the rebuilding of Shattrath, General Tirasalan has always been lonely, and the young Draenei worship him and hold his story to legend, but they cannot comprehend the heavy past that the general carries behind him, just as they cannot understand the cold disposition that is common among the Draenei veterans who are the same age as the general...

It was a shell of disaster and pain to hide their scarred, but still stubbornly fighting to the death.

But fortunately, now on the second floor of the noisy Tianya Tavern, this female Delaney sitting in front of General Tirasalan is one of the few people who can understand General Tirasaran's heart.

Vihari, who is also one of the Draenei who lived through the Argus disaster.

"Haha, I still remember when we got on the same boat and left Argus, you cried like a rookie, just lying on the porthole, tears and flowing water stayed, and others couldn't persuade you."

Vihari, who was a little drunk, slapped the table and pointed to the slow-drinking General Delaney opposite, talking about the blurry picture in his memory, which happened 25,000 years ago.

Yes, the two of them are friends, and in some years in the past, they almost became lovers, just a little bit.

In the face of Vihari's ridicule, Tirasalan shook his head, he took a sip of wine, and whispered:

"At that time, we were all young, and neither of us had graduated from the Makere's Knight Academy, yes, you were one level higher than me, and I had to call you Senpai, but so what? Remember the battle on the planet Chacurl? The 3-moon world, where the Burning Legion waits for the rabbits, and we step into a trap... Who dragged you out of the trap of the demon siege? Vihari? My senior sister, have you forgotten? ”

"It's you! I know, I remember it well. ”

Vihari snorted arrogantly, and the charming female Delaney ruffled her white hair, and as if she was drunk, she lay on the table and said with sleepy eyes:

"I still remember the scene when you were covered in blood and rushed out of the encirclement with me on your back... Tirasaran, I remember very well, you are a hero, you are my hero, it's a pity ... You rejected me, you say, your heart is already filled with the will of revenge, and you will not think about anything else until you have defeated the Legion..."

“......”

Vihari suddenly talked about the past of the two, which made General Tirasalan silent for a long time, and with a low sob, the general's eyes fell on Vihari who was covering his face with his hands, and he heard the low questioning voice of the female garrison in front of him.

"Why didn't you show up when Tymore fell? Tirasaran, I called your voice in the ruins, I thought you would come to my rescue like before... But you didn't... Do you know what kind of life I had in an orc POW camp? Do you know how many times I've thought about suicide? It was hell... Where were you when I fell into hell? Tell me, you disappointed man, where are you? ”

"I'm going!"

A trace of the deepest pain flashed in General Tirasaran's eyes, and he drank the wine from his glass, and he clenched his fists:

"After repelling the orcs of Shattrath City, I went to Tymor for the first time, I rummaged through the ruins, looking for you in the corpses of those compatriots, and went crazy, but no... I couldn't find you, Vihari, I'm sorry, I went too late. ”

The atmosphere between the two became frozen again, and Vihari's sobs slowly stopped, she turned her head, as if she didn't want General Tirasalan to see her embarrassed appearance, she straightened her face slightly, and then turned her head to look into Tirasalam's eyes, she changed to a sarcastic expression, and said:

"I know, you're doubting me, you're suspecting that I've joined the Burning Legion..."

"I didn't!"

Tirasalan was shocked, but before he could refute, Vihari snorted:

"Come on, you little man, you still can't deceive people as much as you did 20,000 years ago... Your thoughts are written on your face, isn't the reason why you agreed to drink with me just to find out my details? Of course, considering that you are now a general, it is not surprising that you have such thoughts, well... Since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you! ”

"I did join the Burning Legion! You guessed it right, the "tyrant" who has become famous among the stars in the last ten years is me! Vihari! ”

Vihari's blunt confession made General Tirasalan squint his eyes, and such a frank answer made the general have a strange idea in his heart, he looked at Vihari, who was no longer young, but could vaguely see the cheeks of the original green paladin, and a strange thought rose in his heart.

Perhaps, maybe the woman in front of her, joining the Burning Legion, is there something else to hide?

"I killed a lot of people, a lot of good people, and I took demons to destroy a lot of weak worlds and turn those worlds into a wasteland."

Vihari looked at Tirasalan in front of her as she drank her wine, and she said mockingly:

"What? Haven't you, a great paladin, come to purify me, an evil heretic? Aren't you coming to end my wicked life? ”

"You can be here, you can get rid of the influence of evil energy, which means that it was not your intention."

General Tirasalan bowed his head and drank wine to hide the sadness in his eyes, and he whispered:

"So I'm waiting for your explanation, perhaps, you are still the Vihari I remember, the woman who is willing to give everything for the protection."

"Cut, it's boring, it's exactly the same as before."

Vihari shook her head, and she drank another large glass of wine, and in her drunken eyes, her eyes seemed to lose focus, and she whispered:

"Yes, I went with a purpose... You and I will never forget the war on the planet Chagall, I will never forget the scene of the last battle between our brave sister, the great saint Askalla and the 70 warriors who volunteered to stay behind, and I will never forget the second round of the sun that lit up on the planet Chagalle when Askala activated the Staff of Toure..."

"We've lost that Holy Light artifact, it's fallen into the hands of demons, and we must take it back! Even for the sake of our sister, Ascara, I joined the Burning Legion and searched for more than ten years, and finally I found the staff that had been infested with evil energy, and it fell into the hands of an Eredar who, unfortunately, was also an acquaintance of ours... Lady Karindis, who is the custodian of the Sacred Deed at the Knights of Makere, recognized me, so I had to flee in a hurry..."

Vihari stood up full of alcohol, she seemed to have lost interest in talking, staggered out, and between stumbling under her feet, she was supported by the quick-eyed General Tirasalan and let her sit on the chair again, but Vihari slapped Tirasalam's hand away with disgust:

"Don't touch me! I hate men like you! ”

"I've already told you the facts, "big hero"... I told Adar the whereabouts of the Staff of Toure, and maybe soon, you'll have to find a way to reclaim it, but that's none of my business, I just want to find a place to live and live to hell with war and revenge... I, the woman who crawled out of hell, had enough of those things. ”

Facing Vihari, who was completely drunk and no longer concealed himself, a trace of loss flashed in General Tirasalam's eyes, and he whispered:

"I'm sorry, Sister Vihari, I blame you wrong, the sacrifice you made for the Light and our people is something I can never match... You're the real hero, and I... I'm just a coward. ”

As soon as Tirasaland's words were finished, the drunken former garrison officer Vihari stretched out his hands like a tumbling snake and wrapped them around the general's neck, and the vague aroma of the garrison officer rushed into Tirasaran's nostrils, making the usually serious General Broken Sun a little distracted at this moment, while Vihari looked at his old acquaintance drunkenly, a trace of longing flashed on her coquettish face, and she said in a faint and seductive voice in the general's ear:

"Enough! Tirasalam, I've had enough of your old-fashioned seriousness, it's just the two of us here, to hell with your faith... Can't you really be a man? Can't you just face your heart? ”

"Or... Do you hate me? I hate that I'm a..."

"Nope! No! ”

The general gently hugged the old friend in front of him, he hugged her very tightly, and he said:

"Seeing you come back... I'm really happy. ”

"Then kiss me, stupid!"

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"Agent Vihari has hooked up with the Shattered Sun."

In the office of the Director of the Darkblade Intelligence Bureau, Shadow handed a slightly blurry magical image to the Director Mavi, who took it in her hand and glanced at it, it was a very beautiful picture, she whistled a little presumptuously, and then threw the magical image on the table, she looked up, looked at the shadow in front of her, and she whispered:

"That means that the story our Miss Vihari made up has earned the trust of Shattered Sun and Naru, right? Tsk, our agents are really dedicated, and in order to gain their trust, they even took advantage of themselves. ”

"I've heard that Vihari and Tirasalan had an old relationship before, but now it's just a rekindle, and that story is not all made up."

The shadow shrugged:

"Our "eyes" in the Legion confirmed the news that the "Staff of Toure" related to Naru had indeed fallen into the hands of the Legion, and Vihari was not lying, and the best part was that no one could debunk her words and exchange a trivial message for Vihari to re-enter the Draenei society, which was a good deal. ”

"According to our estimates, Adal may pass this news on to the Holy Light Legion next, and the staff may fall into the hands of the Holy Light Legion, but it doesn't matter, and when Vihari returns to Azeroth with the Draenei of the Phalanron Peninsula, she will face the Viren she hates the most, and that's when the mind of Agent Vihari will be tested."

"Vihari is just one part of this huge plan, and now that she's in place, other aspects can begin."

Mavi lit a cigarette for herself, and as she exhaled the smoke, she rubbed her forehead and thought quickly:

"On the Legion's side, Lakish's fleet is already close to the Azeroth Domain, he may enter Azeroth at any time, two of the three-ring traps we have set up have been activated, and now only the last one remains... Is there any result from the monitoring of little Yuna? ”

High-ranking agent Marais, who was beside the shadow, shook his head, and the Salein agent said with some frustration:

"No result at all, I even suspect that the Mother of Light has given up on little Yuna, and she doesn't pay attention to her anymore."

"Nope! No, it won't! ”

Mavi shook her head, and she said with great certainty:

"Through our examination of Zela's previous behavior, the Mother of Light is essentially a speculator, and you must understand that you can't reason with speculative addicts, who are always obsessed with taking every opportunity... Believe me, Zela will take the bait, sooner or later. ”

And once she takes the bait, all three traps can be activated at the same time! By that time, all those who have been covered by this circle..."

"Don't even think about running away!"