Weldon swallowed hard, a narcissistic look on his face, and rambled on:
"Back then, I was young and handsome, and very popular with girls. My family had no food, but plenty of money. I was bored being alone, so I went to Brill to hang out. There was a really nice spot in the back alleys of Brill; you can still see slender Banshees around there now. I found a High Elf girl, but I was starving and didn't have much energy, so we didn't get anything done. That very night, the Order of the Silver Hand caught us red-handed."
"I was taken to the Lordaeron City, starving and delirious, my mind hazy. I only knew that I was following the tail of a horse in front of me. Then the horse's tail disappeared, and I followed a sword tassel. I remained in this daze until I saw an old man in a robe, and someone in my ear said that he was the King of Lordaeron. Only then did I realize that I had arrived at the Royal Palace."
"King Terenas treated me to a meal: two small dishes of pickled vegetables and two tiny pieces of black bread. In those days, this was considered a real delicacy. Seeing that I wasn't eating enough, the King broke off most of a piece of black bread for me. I took only a small bite, about the size of Mili, and chewed it little by little. The meal took more than two hours to finish."
"The old King asked me, 'Why aren't you growing any more food?' I said, 'The people of Lake Caer Darrow are all dead; there's no one left.' The old King said, 'The Undead can move; they have memories of their living lives and can work.' I said, 'There are two things in life that are unavoidable: paying taxes and dying. Only death can allow us to escape taxes. Now the land is full of dead people; please, have mercy and stop us from paying taxes!' The old King said, 'I don't want your taxes; I only want food! Without food, how can we get meat to feed the Orcs? The Orcs are the Saviors of Azeroth; without the Orcs, we will all die.'"
"I said, let Azeroth, this wretched place, be destroyed. It's already like this. I'm the only one left in my family. Do you want the Silver Hand to kill us again?" The old King didn't say anything, just sighed deeply, waved me away, and didn't make things difficult for me, letting me stay at the inn. The inn's bed was rock hard and uncomfortable to sleep on, but I had money, so I found a comfortable, large inn next to the Royal Palace. Back then in Lordaeron, you could get money for almost anything except food.
"That night, I was so hungry I couldn't sleep. I saw flashes of light above the Royal Palace, like fireworks. I went outside and saw a figure in a black robe flying in the air. It was so familiar—it was Kel'Thuzad! His opponent was clad in dazzlingly bright armor. Only one person could have such armor: the Guardian Medivh."
"Kel'Thuzad was muttering some incantation, but I couldn't hear it clearly from that distance. Medivh was particularly wary of him, never daring to get too close. The two were exchanging spells at an incredible distance, a whole street apart. Kel'Thuzad would take a step forward, Medivh would take a step back, as if he were contaminated by Plague. Suddenly, Kel'Thuzad sped up, using Blink repeatedly to close the distance to Medivh. Medivh was so frightened that he opened Portal and fled, leaving behind a magical trap. Kel'Thuzad accidentally stepped into the trap and disappeared along with him."
"That's all I know. Not long after, I heard that Kel'Thuzad died in Andorhal, killed by Prince Arthas. I was heartbroken and cried for a long time. He was such a good man; I always remember him smiling gently."
After listening to Weldon's recollection, Vanessa remained silent for a long while before waving him away.
"Weldon is unreliable." Vanessa pondered seriously for a long time, "Although what he said is true, he probably doesn't even know how much of it was just his imagination when he was starving and delirious."
"Regardless, this is an important lead." Robbie refused to give up this opportunity.
Vanessa said with a serious expression, "Weldon is unreliable, but thankfully, the Infinite Dragonflight is usually more reliable."
Inside the Infinite Dragonflight Hall at the Karabor Temple, Robbie once again encountered the Infinite Dragonflight Toki, who had been transformed into Gnome.
The little Gnome stood next to the time machine. Compared to the last time, the machine had changed drastically, becoming much larger and more complex, with many devices that Robbie couldn't understand.
"Robbie, old friend of the Infinite Dragonflight, it's a pleasure to see you. Look, your last journey brought us detailed data, so we've tweaked the machine to make it more stable, allowing us to travel to even more distant timelines. We suggest you travel to ten years after the Dark Portal, rescue the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, and marry Vereesa Windrunner. Vereesa is a good woman; she shouldn't become a widow at such a young age."
"Isn't the past unchangeable?" Robbie asked curiously, ignoring Vanessa's eye roll.
"The one who married Vereesa was Rhonin, the Dalaran Mages. Your name is Robbie, so changing your name isn't a big problem. The identity of Dalaran Mages is also easy to obtain. To put it simply, you can completely replace Rhonin. When Theramore is bombed, you can change your name back. History can't be changed, but you can switch places. This will be a very interesting experience."
"I have no interest in interracial unions," Robbie reiterated. "I'd like to know about the Guardian Medivh. Do you have any information on him?"
"Guardian Medivh?" the little Gnome cried out sharply, seemingly unable to control his emotions.
"No, no, my old friend, the Guardian is a taboo subject. Anyone who pries into the Guardian's secrets must pay a heavy price. We have sent many test subjects to search for Medivh's secrets, and none of them have returned. It's not just because the Guardian's strength is terrifying; there is an indescribable power protecting Medivh, making him invincible and almost able to achieve his desires. Some beings can only pose a minor obstacle to the Guardian, such as Kel'Thuzad, Illidan, Arthas, and Deathwing, but they all ultimately meet a violent end."
Robbie frowned; it sounded like the protagonist's halo.
Vanessa, being exceptionally intelligent, understood after a moment's thought and explained, "It's not surprising. I've heard before that the Guardians possess a power, a blessing accumulated by generations of Guardians. Simply put, the Guardians Guards Azeroth, Azeroth will do everything in its power to protect the Guardians. This is why the Guardians have never been defeated."
"I see, "Robbie realized. "Azeroth is a living planet, and a great World Soul is hatching."
Over the course of two thousand seven hundred years, through countless life-or-death battles with Demons, the Guardian's inherited power would vanish the moment Guardian was defeated by Demons.
The fact that there wasn't a single unexpected failure proves that the World Soul is protecting the Guardians in some way.
"What if I insist?" Robbie asked.
Toki thought for a moment, then the little Gnome stubbornly frowned:
"Our Infinite Dragonflight's attempt to spy on Medivh wasn't entirely unsuccessful. I recall, Subject 008 once discovered a secret about Medivh. Although he escaped the Guardians ' pursuit, he ultimately died in a mysterious accident. Fortunately, he preserved the data."
Toki went out for a while, and when he returned, he had a blue gem in his hand.
"When Medivh was young, he often fell into comas that lasted for years. There are many explanations for this, the most common being that Medivh was possessed by Sargeras. However, according to the investigation by Subject 008, this is a complete lie."