From the human-controlled Thousand Needles Stone Forest to the Elven-controlled Ferras Wilderness, between the two regions with very different terrains, there is a naturally formed forest canyon running through it, and this passage between the two has also been reactivated after the Human Empire and the High Elves have released their suspicions.

Of course, in order not to anger the Night Elves who actually control the area, the road between the two clans was built to avoid destroying the natural plants that had grown for thousands of years, and only reinforced the ground on both sides of the naturally formed canyon passage to ensure that medium-sized convoys could be allowed to haunt the area.

As a result, the construction of roads has become very slow, but fortunately, both humans and High Elves now have enough time and enough manpower to use.

And 10 days after the battle for Eresaras, the first batch of precious books from the Great Library of the Ancient City were sent to the Human Empire after being magically rubbed and escorted by the High Elves Spellbreakers.

It may not be worth mentioning for the High Elves who have inherited the highly developed magical civilization of the Elven Empire, but for human spellcasters, this is undoubtedly very important knowledge, and there are also a number of texts copied from the High Elves texts, which have been wildly sought after by human mages after entering the Human Empire.

There are also some impatient researchers, before the road is opened, through their own means, to the ancient city of Eresaras, which is being rebuilt, to apply to the High Elves officially, to enter the Great Library of Eresaras to practice.

Of course, most of these requests have been rejected, and only those mages who have been officially certified by the various human kingdoms will be allowed to enter the large library with hundreds of thousands of books to study, which directly leads to the mages who are scattered in all levels of human society began to enthusiastically request human official certification, so that the human spellcasters are also united little by little.

Dalaran, this once-shattered mage organization, was also re-established in the difficult negotiations between the ** masters and the warlocks, but the newborn Dalaran no longer has a monopoly on magical knowledge**, and now it is not so much an independent city-state, but an important department in charge of magical power and knowledge dissemination under the human imperial system.

This is also the only way for the human kings to accept Dalaran's rebirth, and although many old-fashioned mages think that such a reconstruction is just a humiliation, those who have truly inherited Dalaran's will still rejoice.

"Look! It's a beautiful city. ”

In the convoy of supplies sent to Eresaras by the Human Empire, a High Elf paladin in light armor stood on the roof of the carriage, pointed to the city of Eresaras looming between the foothills in the distance, and shouted to his friends:

"That's our new home!"

A group of young High Elf paladins and priests responded to the call, standing on top of the wagons, or simply standing on top of the large bags of supplies, looking out in the direction of their new homes, which added a touch of cheerfulness to the convoy.

After realizing the threat of the undead, even the most stubborn elf mages had to admit that the High Elves needed a force dedicated to restraining the undead, and the young Sun King also obeyed the advice of the ministers and sent a part of the young, brave enough to accept new things to the territory of the empire.

At that time, the relationship between the two races was still friendly, and the Holy Light Church welcomed the arrival of these alien races, and they were happy to see the faith of the Holy Light take root in the civilization of the High Elves, just as hundreds of years ago, the Holy Light Church accepted the first dwarven priests, and even personally met with the leaders of this group of elves, and did their best to arrange the best learning conditions for these Holy Light students.

And the talent of the High Elves in the use of energy is indeed not comparable to humans, this group of scholars have learned a lot of elementary holy light spells without memorizing the holy light scriptures, and some of the best of them have even been baptized without receiving baptism, there are signs of transformation to paladins, this has never happened, and there are many different opinions within the church.

Some believe that the use of the Light must be linked to faith, others believe that the High Elves' use of the Light may open up a new paradigm for the Church, and some radicals believe that it is a blasphemy against the Light.

The scale of the discussion ended up being huge, but during the Westward War, the church even recognized the existence of the Shadow Priest, so the discussion about the Light and faith ended up being put to rest, and Archbishop Chaldea himself came forward to endorse the High Elves.

And it is said that His Holiness the Pope of Mankind also thinks that such discussions are meaningless...

Because taking 10,000 steps back, no matter what attitude these elves have towards the Holy Light faith, at least they still use the pure Holy Light, which is actually enough.

Ten minutes later, the elven paladins who were in charge of escorting supplies came to the entrance of the city gate that Eresaras was repairing, a female paladin with a long sword on her back, wearing armor, and a red ponytail looked up at the city gate wrapped in vines, there was a trace of emotion in her eyes, she waved her hand, and said to the young people behind her:

"Let's be free and assemble here in 2 days."

"Yes, Captain Liadrin!"

After receiving the order to disband, these young people who had been holding back in the Church of Light for months scattered in a hurry, some went to find their parents, some went to visit the new home of the High Elves, and some began to tell their companions the teachings of the Light with the Holy Light scriptures in their hands... Well, faith can always make people a little blind, even if it's an elf.

As the leader of the elven priest and paladin, Lady Liadline continued to escort supplies into the city, and she was to go to the junction of the outer city to deliver some official letters to the High Elf officials.

And just five minutes after Liadline entered the city, she met someone she didn't want to meet.

"Leah!"

The familiar call sounded from behind Lady Liadline, halting the countess's progress and turning her rather good mood into a bad one.

Yes, Liadline has the title of Count, although she is an orphan, but when she reaches adulthood, she inherits the title of her adoptive father, who has died in the Plague of Quel'Thalas, and this title is why she became the High Elf Priest and Paladin Leader. Of course, as early as the reign of King Anastarian, Liadline was already a Light Priest, and she was one of the first of her countrymen to come into contact with the Light.

"Lotherma, I said it! Don't call me that! ”

Liadline turned to the Ranger Lord Lotherma who was chasing after her. Theron said indifferently:

"You should call me Madame... It's over between us! ”

"I'm sorry, Leah, I shouldn't..."

Always cold-faced, Lotherma looks outstanding. Theron was somewhat at a loss in front of Countess Liadline, which was natural, as the two had been close lovers, and the two had almost entered the palace of marriage, and had made a promise to "live and die together" in the face of threats.

Unfortunately, when the High Elves moved from the North, Liadline asked to leave with Lotherma, but Lotherma could not let go of her loyalty to His Majesty Kael'thas and chose to stay in the Northland under that extremely dangerous situation, which made his lover very angry, and in a fit of rage, he broke off relations with him.

"There is no need to say anything more about what happened at that time, Lotherma, our country is in ruins, and you and I need to focus all our energy on the reconstruction of our country, and maintain your absolute loyalty to Kael'thas... Your heart has been filled with loyalty, and there is no place for me there. ”

The Countess indifferently interrupted the Ranger Lord's apology, and she looked at the emaciated Lotherma in front of her, a sad feeling echoed in her heart, making Liadline angry with the idea of fleeing from this place, but before she could turn around, Lotherma reached out and grabbed her wrist.

This sudden movement made Liadline subconsciously want to break free, and the beating light echoed on her wrist, showing the countess's strong strength after training, but in the face of the veteran of a hundred battles, Lotherma, this bit of strength was not enough.

The Ranger Lord stared at the embarrassed Countess, and he said solemnly:

"I've given up once, and this time... I won't give up again, Liadrin, I want you to be my wife, we've been through so much together, my heart is indeed full of loyalty, but beyond that, there's you, these two things are all I have, and my heart can't accommodate anyone other than you. ”

"Let go of me! Lotherma, I command you, let me go! ”

Liadeline's cheeks flushed, and Lotherma's confession made her a little dizzy, but instinctively, she still resisted desperately, but in the end she was still held in Lovemar's arms, and this scene fell into the eyes of the guards patrolling around, almost all the elves in the city knew Lotherma, and some of Lyadeline's team members also saw this scene, and the countess felt her cheeks burn in the cheers and whistles on both sides of the street.

Eventually, she stopped resisting and buried her head in Lotherma's chest, and while she pinched Lotherma's shoulder, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Get out of here, bastard! You've made me lose face. ”

"Okay, let's go..."

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As the sun sets, the orange-red light shines on the war-torn ruins of the ancient city of Eresaras, which looks very, very beautiful, and the unique tranquility of this 10,000-year-old city adds a different color to this beauty.

The Ranger Lord and the Countess walked hand in hand through the streets of the ancient city after changing their clothes, and the sweetness of love between the two was full of love... Well, I know what you're thinking, but there's really not going too far between them, as Liadline went to report to the Sun King on the apprentices' learning at the Church of Light, and to relay the Pope's greetings to the Sun King, while Lotherma was busy with the city's defenses and repairing the ruins.

Both of them are very busy, and in this era of war, it is only in this afternoon that they can barely rest for a while.

"Theron, who are those?"

While walking to the inner city of Eresaras, Countess Liadeline suddenly spotted a group of people who had found some relics in the ruins, dressed completely different from the High Elves, and had a gloomy aura all over their bodies.

The ears of those people were different from those of the High Elves, they were obviously not their own people, and the High Elf civilians who came and went back and forth were like a plague, hiding from the elves with sorrowful faces, and from time to time some mischievous children threw stones at them, but no one stopped the atrocity.

Hearing the lover's question, Lotherma raised his head and looked at the upper elves, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:

"It was the Sindra Elves, a band of mintrics with the blood of their countrymen on their hands, their leader who had died in the palace, slain by the undead, and who we should have banished them all according to the despicable means they had done to us without faith! But His Majesty gave them merciful forgiveness and allowed them to continue to reside in Eresaras... I don't think it's necessary. ”

"But... But they look so pathetic. ”

Liadline had also heard about the war in Eresaras in the Imperial Church, and she was furious when she learned that the Sindra Elves had deceived the High Elves, but after seeing the situation of the war refugees, the woman's unique pity made it impossible for Liadline to hate them anymore.

"No, Leah, they're hateful!"

Lotherma corrected the lover's statement, and he said to Liadrin:

"You think they are pitiful because you haven't seen the mass grave next to Twist Forest Town, they ruthlessly kill their compatriots for a little magic, and then throw those corpses into the mass grave, do you know how many high-class elves were in this city 1,200 years ago? A full 750,000 people! What now? Not even 300,000... More than 400,000 people were killed by their own hands... These scum don't deserve sympathy at all! ”

Hearing Lotherma's explanation, the countess's eyes also became cold little by little, although the Sindra elves did not have a terrible history of cannibalism, but their behavior is undoubtedly no different from cannibalism among their compatriots, and this last bottom line is broken, which means that this civilization has fallen into the abyss.

"Let me bring them back to the Empire."

Liadline said to Lotherma:

"Since they are only here to die, it is better to bring them back to the church, the priests are interested in saving the souls of sinners, and this act of delivering prisoners of war can also mend the rift between us and the Empire... It is also the sinners who paid the price for what they have done in the past. ”

"Well, that's a pretty good way to deal with it."

Lotherma nodded, he looked at the upper elves who were searching for the relics of their loved ones in the ruins, and he said:

"If they stay here, sooner or later they will be killed... However, Leah, there may be less than 150,000 Sindra elves left in this city, and at the end of the previous war, a large number of elves have escaped through the passages of the dungeon, and it seems that a new leader has left with them... We haven't figured out who the new leader is yet... We'll find out, though. ”

"The Sindra who escaped is a threat to Herrezaras... Threats must be removed! ”

"Well, don't talk about these boring things... It's not a good time at the Church of Light, my Theron, I haven't drunk in over 4 months... I mean, maybe you and I... We can... Have a drink? ”

“...”

Faced with the countess's active "invitation", the Ranger Lord was silent for a moment, and then lowered his voice:

"I have a box of gold in my house that I found from the dormitory of Tosedrin. Aishara Rum... It's a wine from the Elven Empire, and we can taste it together..."

"And then?"

The countess glanced at her lover with a sly smile, who shrugged her shoulders and said with some unnatural feelings:

"And then... Talk about life, talk about ideals, plan for the future, and so on. ”