"Mr. Alsace......"

Tyrande looked up and looked at Arthas gratefully—she could hear the concern in his tone—but Tyrande hesitated, knowing that this was a crucial matter for Malfurion.

Malfurion had only told Cenarius, Tyrande, and Illidan about the nightmare—because he had unreserved trust in them—and Tyrande certainly knew this, so she wondered if she should tell Alsace about Malfurion's discovery.

Biting his lip and thinking about it, Tyrande thought it should be okay - first of all, Mr. Arthas was a very kind man and very knowledgeable, and seemed to be a reliable companion...... Moreover, Mr. Arthas is not from the city of Sulamar, even if he tells him Malfurion's concerns, he doesn't have to worry about Mr. Arthas telling other Night Elves and then exposing Malfurion and Illidan's plans!

Tyrande, who had made such a judgment, nodded, as if to convince herself further—she looked up again at Arthas's face—almost as young as herself, Malfurion, and Illidan, but for some reason, Tyrande felt that this Mr. Arthas must have been through a lot of extraordinary things that made him look much more mature and trustworthy than he was older.

"I want to believe you, Mr. Arthas...... I think Her Highness Elune asked me to meet you at this time, not without her reason...... Here's the thing, I have a good friend. His name is Malfurion, and he is now learning the spells of nature with Senarius, the king of the forest...... Just today, he returned to the city of Sulamah. Tell me he's been haunted by a dream lately......"

Tyrande looked at Arthas expectantly, and then recounted what Malfurion had told her.

"Sit down, Miss Tyrande, so that we can both have some ease...... Cenarius, King of the Forest? This companion of yours has such a teacher? ”

Arthas asked in surprise as he invited Tyrande to sit down at the table, and asked in surprise - Arthas didn't know as much about Malfurion as he did about Illidan, after hearing that Malfurion's teacher turned out to be Cenarius. While Arthas was surprised, he also had to sigh that 10,000 years later, Malfurion had become one of the leaders of the Night Elves. And it is not without reason that Illidan has been suppressing the rapid progress in strength.

Arthas certainly knew who Cenarius was—and as he and Tyrande had said, he was one of the most well-informed of the human world.

Cenarius, the king of the forest, was a half-human, half-deer creature - or, rather, half-elf - his father was the white deer Malloyn, who was also the leader of the demigods, and his mother's identity was somewhat murky.

For Cenarius's father, White Buck Malorne. Arthas can be said to know more - this powerful demigod stepped forward when the Burning Legion invaded the continent of Kalimdor. Take on the demon legions led by Akmund the Tainted.

Arthas didn't have enough strength to stop the Burning Legion's invasion, and neither did Frostmourn - he could only watch from afar as Malorne the White Deer and other powerful demigods fought the Burning Legion's demon army and died.

Yes, die—Arthas saw Malorne the White Deer have his neck broken by Akmund the Polluter, the leader of the Burning Legion—and its massive body collapsed like a hill, and the mighty Demon Leader walked by it, trampling on its body as if it were some unobtrusive flower.

That's right—in the eyes of Akmund the Polluter, there was nothing in the world of Azeroth that caught his attention. Except for the World Tree...... And in the end, he died there as he wished......

……

"Mr. Arthas? Are you listening? ”

Tyrande's soft, melodious voice pulled Arthas back from his memories to reality. He shook his head, and then found Frostmourn and Tyrande sitting on either side of him—a pair of eyes with the glow of the night moon, and a pair of large dark eyes, blinking at him—Arthas couldn't help but think of his days in Lordaeron's palace, and thought of Winlessa? Windranger and Red Dragon Queen......

"Yes, of course, Ms. Tyrande...... Where did we talk about? What exactly did Malfurion find? ”

Arthas smiled and asked.

Well, it's strange to say, but Malfurion insists that his dreams are a prophecy of reality...... He said he saw something terrible happening in another Night Elf city, and he said that some of our compatriots were trying to summon some terrible creatures from the other world, and he said that those creatures wanted to destroy our world, and their names were ...... Hmmm......"

Tyrande reminisced about Malfurion's dreams and his own stories, and struggled to remember the obscure Old Elven word - how Malfurion described those terrible creatures. It seems to be ...... It seems to be ......

"Demons."

As Tyrande spoke, Arthas's expression became serious, and it wasn't until the Priestess of the Moon was confused that he uttered a word that was uncommon even in the Old Elves.

"Yes! That's right! That's it! Hey? But Mr. Arthas, how could you ......?"

Tyrande nodded in surprise, glad that Arthas didn't embarrass himself with the word he had been recalling...... But Tyrande soon discovered a problem - Malfurion should have only told himself and Illidan about it, right? Why...... Why did Mr. Arthas know the names of those otherworldly creatures?

"Ms. Tyrande...... That companion of yours - I mean Malfurion...... Where is he now? Can I meet him? ”

Arthas didn't answer Tyrande's question, but said with a solemn expression.

Arthas had never known how he had gone back 10,000 years to stop the Burning Legion's invasion - he couldn't wait for the Burning Legion to invade and then stop them single-handedly with Frostmourn, right?

But if you want to solve this problem at the source...... So where is the breaking point? - After looking at Tyrande's map, Arthas realized that the world of 10,000 years ago was not even the world he was familiar with - he had no clue how, when, and where the Burning Legion would invade, and he couldn't find the point to break through. (To be continued......)