972 Unrealistic dreams

Malfurion even feared that Tyrande would be upset if he had the audacity to come. In the past, they would say yes before they met. This time it was a bit sudden, he just broke in himself, and he took Illidan with him.

"Malfurion."

A soft voice sounded, and Malfurion stood up and looked at the door of the room—all his worries were dispelled in an instant. He looked up and saw Tyrande walking into the moonlight. Her silver robe glowed with a mysterious glow, and her eyes were full of glory. The hair was loosely spread and draped over the shoulders. The eyes are even more beautiful in the light of the night. And her smile made the entire Moon God Room shine brightly.

Tyrande walked up to him, and Malfurion was stunned, too late to meet her. He knew that his expression must be a little unsightly, but he couldn't help it, he could only hope that Tyrande wouldn't see it.

"Are you okay?" Tyrande asked with concern, "Aren't you supposed to be in ...... right now?" ”

Tyrande asked cautiously, she hadn't named Cenarius—for it was a secret between her and the Fury Winds.

"I'm fine, I hope it didn't bother you."

Malfurion said apologetically and nervously.

Tyrande smiled, smiling more charmingly than before, and said, "You never bothered me. Actually, I'm glad you can come. I'd like to see you, too—and Illidan, of course, if he hadn't quarreled with me as soon as we met. ”

Tyrande glanced at Illidan, who was standing behind Malfurion, with a nervous face, and said with a sly smile.

"I didn't want to quarrel with you. Tyrande, I'm just ...... Forget it, Malfurion has something to tell you. Our affairs can be put aside for now. ”

Illidan was still able to distinguish between priorities, and he knew that if anything could get Malfurion to be called from Cenarius, it would be at least a "heaven and earth breaking" thing.

"What's the matter?"

Tyrande asked, somewhat curious.

"Do you remember when I told you about the dreams I've been having?"

Malfurion asked.

"I remember."

Tyrande replied.

"After Illidan and you left that day, I told Cenarius about this dream. We've tried a lot to figure out why the nightmare keeps repeating itself. ”

Malfurion said in a reminiscent tone.

Tyrande's tone suddenly became concerned, and he asked, "Did you find anything?" ”

Malfurion nodded.

"Tyrande. I've gone one step further. Maybe neither you nor Illidan can imagine it. Cenarius helped me lead me to the path of the soul itself, the Emerald Dream, as the teacher called it. And that's not all. I also saw the real world that I had never seen before. ”

"What do you see?"

Not only Tyrande, but also Illidan took it seriously, and he asked a little nervously - Illidan knew that Malfurion was talking about the mysterious god Cenarius, and he had no interest in the natural path called the "Druid". But he acknowledges the power of that god.

"I saw Asaline...... and the Well of Eternity. ”

Malfurion whispered—even in the Temple of the Moon. There were also many loyal subjects of Her Majesty the Empress—he didn't want his conversation with Tyrande to involve the nobles of the upper elves.

He told Tyrande everything he had seen and heard. And his desire to know the truth, and how frustrated he was when he saw the true face of the High Elves and the Night Elf Empress.

Tyrande was speechless. Looking at him, dumbfounded, just like Malfurion had been when he first learned the truth. She asked, "The Empress?" Aisara? Are you sure? ”

"Not quite. Because inside, I didn't see a lot. But I can't imagine how things could have gotten to that point without her answer. That's right, Harvey had a big influence on her. But she wouldn't sit idly by. I think the Empress must know what the danger is, but I don't think they realize the seriousness of the problem! Tyrande. If you've experienced the Emerald Dream as much as I do, you'll be as scared as I am. ”

Malfurion said with some excitement.

"I don't want to doubt what you're saying, Malfurion. But...... Rely only on one of your dreams...... You know, you're accusing our queen of wanting to ruin her kingdom...... Just this thought is enough for those high-level elves of Crow Castle to ...... you."

Tyrande said with some concern.

"I'd like to talk to Fincrest, the owner of Crowsburg, about this. He also had no small influence on the empress. ”

Malfurion wanted to prove that he wasn't just an idiot, and he hurriedly said.

"It's not a good idea. Malfurion and Fincrest were also members of the nobility, and he was equally loyal to the Queen...... I'm your friend with Illidan, Malfurion, and you can say this to us, but if it's Fincrester...... I think you could be in danger yourself. ”

Tyrande persuaded Malfurion.

"I agree with Tyrande, Malfurion, what you said is outrageous - we all know how powerful Cenarius is, but that doesn't mean the other Night Elves admit it too-and, more importantly, Malfurion...... You can't prove that what you're talking about is the future, can you? ”

Illidan shook his head—though Malfurion's dream was somewhat real, it was ...... Illidan believed in his brother, but ...... He didn't think other Night Elves would believe this unconditionally.

"We can get a glimpse of what is happening in Esaline - leave it to me, some of the Luna Temple's devotees are from Esaline, maybe they know what's going on in the palace...... And, Malfurion, it matters what your teacher thinks of it, if it's really as you dreamed...... I'm sure he's not going to sit idly by. ”

Tyrande suggested to Malfurion, of course, that she didn't care too much about what Malfurion said that the High Elves, including the Great Empress Aesara, were trying to summon some terrible creatures to destroy the world.

If it's the reason...... It's not that Tyrande doesn't believe in Malfurion, it's just that ...... Her Majesty is already the ruler of all the Night Elves in this world, so why would she do that? What good would that do for Her Majesty?

"Maybe I'm overthinking, after all, a dream can't say much about things, you still have to see it with your own eyes...... Well, I'll talk to Mr. Cenarius a little bit more...... By the way, Tyrande, I heard Illidan...... You've got two very strange ...... Guest? ”

Malfurion could hear the disapproval of Tyrande and Illidan in their tones—he didn't blame them for their distrust, for what he said was a bit bizarre—and he shifted the subject. (To be continued......)