Victory and Parting

In the command center of the allied forces, a banner with an eyeball emblem made of magical flames floated serenely overhead. Hu Feng sat in the center with a solemn expression, the staff "Divine Origin, Azeroth's Binder" hovering behind him.

A human general strode in, bowing to Hu Feng and the human commander, General Loden. "Report, Stromgarde's Second Legion has completed its mission. All Trolls in the western sector have been eliminated." Hu Feng nodded, continuing to gaze outside.

Not long after, another person entered. "Report, Stromgarde's First Legion has captured Zul'Aman's central palace. Troll leader Zul'jin and Warlock Lord Malakas are missing, and all other Trolls have been eliminated!"

"Report, the Third Legion has occupied the northern sector, and all Trolls have been eliminated!"

At this moment, a violent energy fluctuation was felt. Hu Feng sensed it and recognized the aura as Merith's. He then released another massive spell through his mental link.

"Report, the Elf Mage Corps has completed its support mission and is currently continuing the search for remaining Trolls!"

"Report, the Third Legion has occupied the southern sector, and the Trolls have all been annihilated!"

As one victory report after another came in, Hu Feng nodded with satisfaction. Dath'Remar Sunstrider sat beside him, instructing the somewhat fearful Prince Anasterian. "Remember, my child, the Trolls are our mortal enemies. Only by eliminating them all can we High Elves develop in peace and achieve lasting prosperity." The prince nodded, then glanced fearfully at Hu Feng.

"I remember, Father. It's just that the Divine Emissary's power and methods make me a little afraid."

Dath'Remar chuckled at this. "The Divine Emissary is correct, and you need not be afraid. Although we have become High Elves, we are still followers of the God of Magic. The Divine Emissary will always help and guide us. His powerful strength and ruthless methods are only used against our enemies."

General Loden, the commander of the Arathor Empire's army, wore a smile. Judging by the current progress of this Troll war, if nothing unexpected happened, his ennoblement and land grants upon returning home were a certainty. He heard that Emperor Thoradin's envoy was already on the way, and General Loden had been granted the surname Menethil. This was an unprecedented honor! Thinking of this, General Loden bowed to Hu Feng. "Thank you for your assistance, Divine Emissary. You deserve the utmost credit for the great success of the allied forces this time."

Hu Feng smiled and shook his head. "General Loden, there's no need for such modesty. I am immensely impressed by the Arathor army's discipline and strength. I hope this alliance between humans and elves can be the beginning of a long-lasting friendship, not just a one-time cooperation."

General Loden immediately nodded. "I agree. Upon my return, I will also assist Emperor Thoradin in deepening the friendship and exchange between our two peoples. Of course, Emperor Thoradin is a rare and wise ruler, and he will certainly support this."

At this moment, Alleria, carrying her divine longbow, strode in energetically, her face full of displeasure. "Report, the Ranger Corps failed to complete its mission. Troll leader Zul'jin and Warlock Lord Malakas... escaped. I request punishment from the Divine Emissary." Hu Feng turned to look at Alleria upon hearing this.

"How many escaped?"

"A little over a dozen. Besides Zul'jin and Malakas, the rest were their personal guards."

Hu Feng nodded. "Is that so... It's fine. If they ran, they ran. A dozen people won't cause much trouble. Don't blame yourself. Zul'jin and Malakas are not weak, and they are both agile powerhouses. If they wanted to escape, you wouldn't have been able to stop them." He paused, then continued, "The Trolls can be considered completely wiped out this time. There shouldn't be any major threats for the next few decades. After finishing things here, I will return to the continent of Kalimdor. Dath'Remar, General Loden, the future alliance between humans and elves rests with you. Remember my words: unity brings mutual benefit, division brings mutual loss." Both immediately stood up and nodded.

The long-lasting Troll War ended, and Silvermoon City and Stromgarde held grand celebratory feasts simultaneously. The Amani, the greatest enemy of both races, finally crumbled. Now, the paths between the High Elves and humans were unobstructed, with no difficulties for trade caravans and cultural exchange. Hu Feng and Merith, each holding a cup of Moonlight Wine, leaned against a terrace, watching Silvermoon City below, which had become a sea of revelry.

"Have you decided?" Hu Feng asked.

"Yes, Teacher. I've decided. I will remain in the Arathor Empire to continue searching for remaining Trolls and eliminate them," Merith nodded with firm resolve, tinged with sadness.

Hu Feng patted Merith's shoulder, then smiled. "Alright, no need to be so sentimental. I'm just returning to Kalimdor, not leaving this world. Besides, you no longer need my guidance. You have become an excellent Archmage. The path ahead requires your own exploration."

Turning back to the banquet, everyone in the hall immediately crowded around. Emperor Thoradin had arrived in Silvermoon City a few days prior. He would discuss further cooperation matters with the High Elf leader, Dath'Remar Sunstrider, in the coming days.

"Divine Emissary, I have heard my General Loden's report on this decisive battle. Your powerful magic deeply impresses me. Thanks to the God of Magic, we humans can also step into the hall of magic. Although I have no hope for myself, hahahaha!" Emperor Thoradin was very pleased, and his majestic features softened considerably.

Hu Feng also smiled. "Your Majesty is a peerless warrior. Learning magic would be putting the cart before the horse. It's my student, Merith, who I heard you plan to appoint as the Archmage of Arathor. This boy is too impulsive. After I leave, please keep a close eye on him, lest he accidentally gets himself killed somewhere."

"Haha, Divine Emissary, there's no need to worry. Merith is a talented individual, and I wouldn't bear to let him go out fighting and risking his life. It's better for him to stay in Stromgarde and teach the magic apprentices."

Merith's face fell. This was not what they had agreed upon! He wanted to eat, sleep, and fight Trolls, not eat, sleep, and teach students! However, Emperor Thoradin gave him no chance to speak. He suddenly paused, looked behind Hu Feng, and then showed a knowing smile. "Divine Emissary, I won't disturb your important business, hehe."

Hu Feng let out a confused "Ah?" and followed his gaze to the figure behind him. A radiant and beautiful silhouette was approaching him. Alleria was wearing an elegant green dress in a distinct High Elf style, with golden threads flowing across the fabric. The somewhat form-fitting cut accentuated her perfect figure, and her two proud, high breasts were incredibly alluring. Seeing this, Hu Feng shamefully felt a surge of respect...

Arriving before Hu Feng, Alleria looked at him quietly. Hu Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Um... shall we go for a walk?"

"Okay."

They left the hall and went to the serene and deserted back garden, sitting on a long bench and gazing at the night sky.

"Leaving tomorrow?"

"Ah? Uh, yes... I'm returning tomorrow."

"Alright."

"Um... there's a lot going on in Kalimdor, I can't stay here for long."

"Is that so."

"If you have time, I'll take you to Kalimdor to visit. The Night Elves now are very different from when you left."

"Forget it. You're a Divine Emissary, you're very busy. I'm a High Elf Ranger, and I don't have time for sightseeing either."

Hu Feng suddenly turned to look at Alleria, who became flustered. "Regardless, you must be more careful when you're on missions. If you get hurt, I will be displeased. If I am displeased, then the High Elves will suffer."

"You... what does my getting hurt have to do with the High Elves! You unreasonable hooligan! Are you still a divine emissary of the God of Magic!"

"I don't care. In short, take care of yourself, and the High Elves will continue to be protected by the God of Magic."

"Unreasonable! Hooligan!"

"I'm abusing my authority, what are you going to do about it~ Bite me!" Hu Feng said smugly, but his swagger lasted less than three seconds. "Ah!! You actually bit me! Are you a dog!" Hu Feng began to fight back, launching a merciless tickle attack on Alleria's slender waist. She, not to be outdone, immediately engaged Hu Feng in a fierce struggle.

Finally... well... somehow, their lips met. Alleria kissed Hu Feng with a touch of madness, and Hu Feng held the elf maiden, responding to her emotions with all his might. During their passionate kiss, a single tear slid down the elf maiden's face. Hu Feng kissed away the tear, not knowing what to say, nor needing to say anything.

Alleria felt a gentle energy flow into her body, but at this moment of intense emotional fluctuation, she didn't notice. Hu Feng transformed the Titan's divine power into life energy and infused it into various parts of the elf maiden's body.

Although High Elves no longer enjoyed immortality, their lifespans were still calculated in millennia. Hu Feng's power, like the life energy within the Life-Binder Red Dragon Queen, meant that as long as Hu Feng did not fall, Alleria would be immortal.

The next day, the golden sunlight of the sun bathed the lands of Eversong Woods. A somber atmosphere hung over the gates of Silvermoon City.

The floating Suramar City in the sky began to flicker with immense arcane runes, and a spatial rift was slowly opening. Through the rift, one could see a vast ocean on the other side, and a giant tree, seemingly piercing the heavens, stood on the sea. That was the High Elves' former homeland: the World Tree Teldrassil and the Night Elf capital, Darnassus. Beside the World Tree, the silver-white tower of Hu Feng's lair, the Tower of Slumber, was also eye-catching.

"Homeland... has it become so magnificent?" Dath'Remar gazed at the scene on the other side of the spatial portal with infinite emotion.

Hu Feng smiled and patted his shoulder. "I told you, the Night Elves of today are very different from before. Perhaps in a short while, the entire continent of Kalimdor will return to the control of the Night Elves."

Then he hugged Merith. "The road ahead is yours to walk, Merith. Remember your beliefs and your vows. I believe you can become the greatest human Archmage. My friend, we shall meet again if fate allows."

Merith, suppressing his grief and tears, took a few steps back and solemnly knelt on one knee, his right hand over his chest. "We shall meet again, Master."

Hu Feng spoke a few more words to Emperor Thoradin, instructing him to look after Merith and maintain good relations with the Elves. Then, he strode into the teleportation energy beam of Suramar, casting a final glance at everyone. According to the original historical trajectory, most of the people before him would be saying goodbye forever with this parting.

Alleria... where was she?

That's right... she probably didn't want to endure the pain of parting.

Suddenly, an arrow whistled through the air, heading straight for Hu Feng. But Hu Feng smiled; he didn't dodge. The arrow landed precisely in the ground before his feet.

A small pouch was tied to the tail of the arrow, containing an arcane crystal with a projected recording. Hu Feng picked it up, carefully hung it around his neck, and looked up at the silhouette on the walls of Silvermoon City, bathed in the golden hue of the morning light.

So, farewell.

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