Rise of the blood elves

273【Prince’s embarrassment】

The spring breeze of May blew gently in Yongge Forest, and the golden tree crowns seemed to be rippling with waves, and the forests were dyed with green and gold.

Once upon a time, the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed, and the suffering blood elves were still struggling to survive under the claws of the undead from natural disasters.

The sunwell was destroyed, the precious source of magic no longer existed, and addiction to magic became frequent.

Without the magic of the well, the magic of Quel'Thalas becoming spring-like all year round has become ineffective.This land in the far north of the Eastern Continent has once again returned to the coldness it had 800 years ago, before the ancestors of the blood elves created the Sunwell.

The forest is dying, life is gone, and the people who lack food and clothing are facing the greatest survival crisis in history.

But less than half a year later, Quel'Thalas returned to its original appearance.

It seems that in order to make up for what the blood elves have experienced, the existence in the dark has given them more.

Nowadays, the energy fluctuations emitted by the Sunwell are even greater than before. The golden light of Quel'Danas Island once again reaches straight to the sky, and the endless flow of magic is once again rushing through the veins of every blood elf.

The newly rebuilt ports of Yangfan Port and Silver Moon City have become busy again.

Ships were flying the flags of the Church of the Holy Light, or the human Kingdom of Stormwind, or the Kingdom of Kul Tiras, or they were sailing from Menethil Port controlled by the remnants of Lordaeron, flying the flags of the Kingdom of Khaz Modan. The ocean-going cargo ships under the flag of the Bronzebeard Dwarves fully occupy the daily throughput of these two deep-water ports, which are among the best in Quel'Thalas.

The offshore is full of ships waiting to enter the port to unload. The dock workers are working continuously, unloading, loading, unloading, and loading almost non-stop.

I would like to thank those conservative nobles who were "loyal and generous". In order to make up for the mistakes they made during the Battle of Silvermoon City, they dedicated their long-accumulated wealth in exchange for a large amount of extremely valuable things for the people and Quel'Thalas. The survival supplies filled the gap before resuming full production.

For the first time in history, trade was carried out between Quel'Thalas and other races in the form of contracts and official channels.

After regaining the southern Eversong Forest, which is now known as the Land of Ghosts, the blood elves' army decisively attacked and occupied a dominant position among the coalition forces of various races with its strong military strength.

In the past month, the wars outside the country have been fought one after another, and the eastern front of the coalition forces of various ethnic groups has blossomed and launched a wave of offensives.The blood elves cooperated with the Wildhammer dwarves of the Hinterlands and successively recaptured the Stratholme area and the Light's Hope Chapel in eastern Lordaeron. Then they marched westward with unstoppable momentum and settled in the main grain-producing areas of Lordaeron. All the undead in the Dohal area were driven to Tirisfal Glades, and they firmly occupied the mountain pass between the two places, the only passage between the two places, eliminating the threat of natural disasters to Quel'Thalas in one fell swoop.

When the blood elves, wildhammer dwarves, and the main force of the allied forces join forces and attack the capital of Lordaeron, it is the day of natural disaster.

From now on, Northrend's Scourge Legion will no longer be able to enter the northern border of the Eastern Continent, which has become a monolith. The dawn of victory is right in front of us.

Domestic reconstruction is in full swing, the people are living and working in peace and contentment, and with the assistance of various ethnic groups, everything is recovering at a dreamlike speed.

The war abroad is progressing gratifyingly, natural disasters are being retreated, and all races are sincerely cooperating. This war, which has lasted for a year and for which countless heroic souls are buried underground, has finally come to an end with the victory of the righteous side.

The common people of the blood elves have never felt so lucky.

They were fortunate that Quel'Thalas had a brave, tenacious army that was not afraid of sacrifice;

Fortunately, Prince Kael'thas, whom he did not like, is a wise leader who is more qualified than his father;

Fortunately, groups of people with lofty ideals have emerged to stand on the front line of fighting against evil;

More fortunate

They have a young mage who can turn decay into magic

Angmar Morningstar.

He recovered the holy tree Sath'ara, the incarnation of the Sunwell, broke the diplomatic dilemma of the blood elves, directly promoted the establishment of the coalition of all races, won the aid of all countries and races, and recast the Flame Strike. , brought back the Skull of Gul'dan, and rescued Prince Kael'thas and a group of senior officials who were trapped in the Outland.

His achievements are too numerous to count.

There are also countless labels on him.The youngest magister in history; he was born in the common people, but climbed to the top of the kingdom. He was not taken seriously at first, but he finally proved that he has extraordinary vision. He has repeatedly accurately grasped the lifeline of the wave when it is about to rise, and used his skill Top consultants who move the world

This young man who came from a commoner class but stepped forward when the kingdom was in crisis was like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating a smooth path forward for the people and the entire kingdom.

People also heard that in the Battle of Dawn that rewrote the fate of the north, it was this young man who mobilized the power of time beyond the understanding of the world, defeated the arrogant main force of natural disasters in one fell swoop, and saved the fate of defeat.

Even the leaders of the various ethnic groups in the coalition of ethnic groups have attached great importance to him, not only because of his unpredictable strength, but also because of his status.

Only he can make the Kingdom of Stormwind, which has chosen to stay out of the civil strife in Defias, send military support, and can make Kul Tiras, which is isolated overseas, change its strategic policy of protecting itself and spare no effort to participate in the war.

Only he can convince the stubborn King Greymane of the Kingdom of Gilneas to open his country and stop being complacent and turning a blind eye to the imminent threat.

Angmar Morningstar.

I don’t know since when, this ordinary name and his legendary story began to be often mentioned by the workers who rebuilt Silvermoon City, the administrators of the wharf, the fruit farmers of Qingfeng Village, and every blood elf. , praise each other.

The new generation of young people all follow Angmar's example.Nowadays, the tents outside the Yingyu Pool are full of civilian apprentices who aspire to become a mage, because that is where Lord Angmar's adoptive father, Anselon, opened his doors to teach.

And her sister, who was always accompanied by a night elf lady, also became a goddess in the minds of young people.No matter whether they are commoners or nobles, they all flock to it. What kind of family can give birth to such a being who will definitely become a great man. His adoptive father and his sister must not be as ordinary as they appear on the surface.

There were even bards who composed his story into the old tune of Quel'Thalas that had been sung for a long time, and composed an epic song unique to Angmar.

In the past, any protagonist who was lucky enough to be filled in the old tune was either the first Sun King Dath'Remar Sunstrider, who had already passed away to heaven, but whose legacy guided the people to continue moving forward, or a war hero of the high elves, such as the God Bowman. The owner of Stora created the Windrunner family, and was regarded as a legendary being by every Farstrider ranger, such as Taranas Windrunner.

This is the first time that a person who is still alive and is still so young has been written into an old tune epic.

Whenever this epic song is sung in the tavern, accompanied by the musical instruments played by the bards, the number of onlookers can always fill the entire tavern. Whether it is mainly high-end customers, it is intended for social gatherings among nobles or high-ranking people. But it does not prevent bards from entering high-end places, or taverns in the countryside filled with earthy fragrance.

Angmar Morningstar, a magical name.

At this time, at the Sunfury Spire in Silvermoon City

Kael'thas, who had just returned, had just sent away a group of military generals and magisters who had rushed back to the country to report on their duties, including many ministers in charge of government affairs.They had explained to him all the changes which had taken place during his absence, at home and abroad.

A joyful change.

Kael'thas stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the city scenery with an endless stream of people coming and going, with a happy smile on his lips.

The Royal Court area where the Sunfury Spire is located, the port in the northeast corner of the city, and the Garden Market, these three most important urban areas in Silvermoon City, have all been rebuilt and restored to their former glory.

He turned his attention to the north again.

The sun was shining brightly, the sea surface was sparkling, and the visibility was surprisingly high. You could vaguely see the golden glow of Quel'Danas Island reaching into the sky.

The Sunwell was more powerful than ever, and Kael'thas could feel it.

"I really didn't expect that the little consultant who used to persuade me to face the threat of natural disasters but was not taken seriously has grown to this point. Romance, all day long, my ears have been filled with people's praises for him. I My ears are almost getting calloused," Kael'thas smiled helplessly, "Angmar's reputation has almost surpassed that of my prince."

Romans on the side was also smiling, but when he heard the last sentence, his expression suddenly changed, "Prince, you"

"Don't get me wrong, Rommath," Kael'thas hurriedly interrupted his entourage, "I didn't mean that. I am not a narrow-minded person. There is Angmar, it is me, and it is the entire Quel'Thalas. Blessing. For me, there is no doubt that my subordinates are superior to my master."

Rommath breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Just now he couldn't help but sweat for Angmar, but more importantly, he was worried about the prince himself.

Because he heard a rumor about Angmar from the mage who had followed Angmar to Kalimdor to search for the Skull of Gul'dan.

He was on an equal footing with the Aspect Dragon and was regarded as a supreme being by the leader of the night elves. He guided the tribes to win the hopeless war and killed Archimonde who destroyed half of Dalaran in one fell swoop.

In the sun, this rumor completely subverted Romance's understanding of the world, but combined with various facts, he could not tolerate disbelief.

From then on, as the truth gradually emerged, Romans knew that Angmar would completely transcend the shackles of one country and one family and become a legendary existence. It was incredible. Romans could never imagine that this ordinary young man , actually has such a transcendent background.

Although he also knew that the prince was not that kind of person, if the prince really valued his own authority too much and regarded the increasingly popular Angmar as a threat, he would really be causing trouble for himself.

Kael'thas seemed to be thinking about it with Rommath, "Because I heard a rumor."

"Your Highness, have you heard about it too? The news is really unbelievable."

Kael'thas walked to the table, poured himself a drink, shook his head and said, "Yeah, who would have thought that my little advisor was actually a prophet who led the direction of world history 1 years ago. How could I put it like that?" I don't understand why my father never told me, maybe even he didn't know these secrets. Why did my ancestor Dathrema keep such a secret about this prophet's past? Angmar is well known among the night elves, but it has not left any trace in the history of Quel'Thalas."

Rommath breathed a sigh of relief. After learning the news, he felt that the world was unreal. "Yes, he was favored by Queen Azshara with his supreme status. He forged the Flame Strike to guide Darth King Lema led our ancestors to the east and directly created a new race."

Romance seemed to be telling a legendary story, "Your Highness, just now, Carlyle, who was on duty at the Sunwell Temple, sent back news that the Aspect Dragon Ysera came to Quel'Danas Island and was waiting for Ann by name. The arrival of the Seer of Gema and a blue dragon who invited us to the Demon Nexus to share arcane knowledge with us, if I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would have thought I was dreaming."

"Actually, haven't you noticed that there are many doubts about Angmar's previous actions. For example, when he revealed the truth about the demon invasion to the Kirin Tor Council, he did so on the basis that there were a large number of high-level demons in the Scourge army that attacked our clan. Excuse, but the fact is that we did not find any trace of half a demon among the undead. Also, after thinking about how he knew the three artifacts and the exact location of Tyr's Tomb, all the evidence points to His true identity, Angmar, is the prophet we are not familiar with, a supreme being who travels freely in the timeline and frequently appears in major historical events. His current identity is just his disguise. ."

Kael'thas put down the wine glass and smiled bitterly: "I said, Angmar is our blessing. But what troubles me is how on earth should I get along with this prophet who has just exposed his identity? Romans, I urgently need it. Your wise advice."

"Your Highness, this is your own business, I have no control over it."

Rommath laughed. As Kael'thas's most trusted follower, his relationship with Kael'thas was far beyond that of other people. Although it did not exceed the relationship between a prince and his subordinates, sometimes it was more like Friends, it's okay to make some harmless jokes.

But after the laughter subsided, he still said seriously: "But I think that since he chose to hide his identity before, there must be a certain reason. Even if he did not ask the insider to keep quiet about this matter, you'd better do it It's better to pretend not to know, wait until the rumors spread and he accepts the fact that his identity is exposed, and then it's not too late to make it clear at this time."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation. The Third Magister has returned from Kalimdor and is waiting in the central hall. Do you want me to bring him in?"

While he was talking, a maid came to the open door, poked her head in and asked softly.When Angmar was mentioned, this beautiful palace maid had a strange look in her eyes, and she was extremely excited, like a little fan girl who was about to meet her idol.

Kael'thas and Rommath looked at each other.

After a long time, Kael'thas said, "No need, I'll go there myself. It's better to let him in."

After saying that, Kael'thas cleared his throat, adjusted his collar slightly uncomfortably, walked to the window with his back to the hall, and tried to behave as he normally would in front of his subordinates, but he felt something was wrong and again After returning to the table, I supported the table with both hands and stared at the open door. As a result, I looked very uncomfortable.

"Your Highness, relax"

Romance suppressed a smile, glad that he didn't have to think so much.

After a while, Angmar walked in with a face filled with joy, and the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

Romans straightened his body and stood in the backlight behind the prince, his expression completely hidden in the shadows.

Kael'thas also looked at Angmar without saying a word, with a very strange expression on his face.

Angmar, who was about to salute, was confused and froze on the spot.

The three of them just looked at each other, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a moment.

"My dear Mr. Gu" Kael'thas frowned in pain and rubbed his eyebrows with one finger to hide his embarrassment. He thought about it and didn't know how to start the conversation.

"Your Highness, I'm glad to see you back safely."

In the end, Angmar ignored the weird atmosphere and took the lead in bowing.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that Romans in the shadows breathed a sigh of relief. Prince Kael'thas and Prince were completely relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders, and a strange expression appeared on their faces. With a smile that seemed a little relieved, he said: "You really did not disappoint me, prophet, I mean, my young advisor."

Romance suddenly trembled and almost laughed.

prophet

Angmar was stunned.

"Ah, the sun is shining above." Kael'thas held his forehead in pain, looked up at the sky, and remained silent.

Romans could no longer suppress his smile, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

What's going on?

Angmar scratched his head.