"Illidan, my brother...... What the hell is going on? ”

Malfurion walked up to Illidan's side, hugged him, and then asked with concern - there had been a bit of a conflict between Malfurion and Illidan before, and he had even thought about seeing Tyrande and leaving Illidan aside this time, but ...... Until he saw his brother seem to be in trouble, Malfurion still couldn't let go of the emotion that blood was thicker than water.

"It's Tyrande, Malfurion...... She had recently done something stupid and dangerous, and yet no one in the entire city of Sulama had noticed it...... I tried to stop her, but ...... She doesn't listen to me at all right now. ”

In the square in front of the Temple of the Moon was perhaps the quietest place in all of Sulama City, Illidan stood beside Malfurion, and although his voice was lowered, the concern in his tone was still clear.

"Tyrande? What the hell is going on? ”

Malfurion was surprised and embarrassed - he had a limited number of previous conflicts with Illidan, most of them about Tyrande, a beautiful night elf who, over time, had attracted the Fury Brothers with something beyond friendship.

Malfurion didn't want to see Illidan so soon, and because he didn't want to embarrass himself and his brother because of Tyrande...... Unexpectedly, now Illidan himself mentioned Tyrande's name.

"She brought two strange guys...... Entered the Temple of the Moon God. ”

Illidan explained.

"Strange fellow? Are you talking about the believers who came to the moon god Elune for help? Is there anything strange about this? ”

Malfurion asked, puzzled—though Malfurion was a little incomprehensible about Tyrande's strong belief in Elune, the moon god, he had always felt that it shouldn't be an influence on his friendship with Tyrande—and more importantly. From Illidan's description, he did not hear anything "stupid and dangerous" about Tyrande's approach.

"Those weren't two Night Elves, Malfurion...... Do you think I'm an idiot? ”

Illidan said impatiently.

"Not the Night Elves? Is that...... What's going on? Could it be ......?"

Malfurion was taken aback by Illidan's words—for the Night Elves. There are no friendly races around their territory...... Is it hard for Tyrande to dare to bring trolls or minotaurs into Sulamar City and the Temple of the Moon God? If so...... That's a bit "stupid and dangerous"!

According to her...... It was two humans—a man and a woman, with bare ears and white skin, and they looked nothing like anything we knew of them...... They speak our language, but we don't know anything about them...... I suspect they might be two spies. ”

Illidan replied.

"What the hell is going on? Illidan, tell me carefully, don't miss a detail...... How the hell did Tyrande meet those two...... Human? ”

Malfurion asked anxiously.

"That's right. Yesterday I was in the square outside the Temple of the Moon...... Wander around and then you see Tyrande......"

Illidan explained to Malfurion, recounting the first time he had seen Tyrande and the two strange-looking aliens.

"Hanging out?"

Malfurion muttered - he knew his brother. I didn't think Illidan would have such "leisure and elegance" - apparently, his brother was waiting for Tyrande to come out of the Temple of the Moon, but found the two aliens......

"Don't be in a hurry, Illidan. We should talk to Tyrande. Calm down, my brother - you know, Tyrande never liked being judged for her behavior......"

Malfurion thought about it for a moment and decided to stabilize his brother first - there was nothing to see from Illidan's description, and Malfurion didn't know what the "human" race was, so he could only play a role in calming Illidan's emotions.

"Maybe you're right, Malfurion, but yesterday I was in too much of a hurry. So ......"

Illidan regretted it - he had never seen Tyrande so angry, but he was young and didn't know how to make up for the mistakes he had made.

"Let's go to Tyrande. And then find out what the hell is going on, and I have something to tell you as well. ”

Malfurion nodded.

"Okay, but we'll have to deal with the tough sentinels first......"

Illidan nodded, a little annoyed - it wasn't the first time he had been ridiculed by the sentries who were smiling and keeping him out of the door of the Temple of the Moon.

……

As Malfurion and Illidan entered the temple, they were stopped by two guards. They did not wear robes, but silver cuirasses and pleated skirts with a crescent moon in the middle.

The Temple of the Moon is full of female priests, most of whom are good at riding and shooting, and are proficient in tactics. Tyrande is an excellent goalscorer in his own right, at a higher level than both Malfurion and Illidan.

The Moon Goddess always taught them peace, but she also taught them the art of self-defense.

"Can we help you, brothers?" One of the guards in front asked politely. They all stood vigilantly, their spears ready to be aimed at him.

"I have come to see your new priest, Tyrande. She is a good friend of mine. My name is—" Malfurion said.

"Malfurion." The second guard took his words, she looked to be about the same age as Malfurion, and said with a smile, "Tyrande once shared a room with me, and she mentioned you and your brother. ”

"Can I talk to her now?" Malfurion asked again, noticing the excited look on his brother Illidan's face.

"If she's done meditating, she should be free at this time. I'll call someone to report it. You can wait in the Moon God Room. The guard, or priest, said.

Many great ceremonies take place in the Moon Shrine. If the priests were not in use, then everyone could go in and enjoy a moment of tranquility there.

As soon as he walked in, Malfurion felt the touch of the moon goddess. The rectangular chamber is surrounded by nightshade incense, and in the middle stands a large stone tablet dedicated to priests' speeches. The circular stone path leading to the stele is carved with intricate patterns, all of which are patterns of the moon waxing and waning. Malfurion had been here a few times, and he found that no matter where the moon was in the sky, the gentle moonlight always illuminated the room.

He walked to the middle and sat down on a stone bench for priests, his surroundings making him feel much more at ease. Illidan stood behind him, impatient—Malfurion laughed at Illidan's impatience in his heart, but after waiting for a long time, he himself became impatient. (To be continued......)