Nighttime Delivery

Alleria was ultimately persuaded by her sister. If they simply sat back and waited for death, they would not even be able to protect themselves. Without the Ranger Corps, the Windrunner Family would be like fish on a chopping block, with anyone able to take a bite.

But... Sunsail Port was no longer an option. Without the port, how could supplies be transported?

Sylvanas was brimming with confidence, yet insisted on keeping it secret, saying she wanted to give her a surprise. This made Alleria strongly suspect that her sister had been maintaining contact with the Night Elves all along.

At night, a group of figures darted swiftly through the forest like streaks of afterimages. Alleria led more than a dozen rangers in a headlong sprint toward Tor'Watha in southern Eversong Woods. It had once been a small Amani Trolls stronghold, but had now become a filthy ruin. The stench of voodoo still lingered in the air and refused to disperse. This was the voodoo curse left behind by the troll witch doctors. There was no way to erase the traces of the past from this cursed land except through the slow passage of time.

The ruins of Tor'Watha lay by the sea, with a long stretch of coastline behind them. Sylvanas observed the area for a while, then pointed ahead. There was a narrow path there that sloped gently downward, leading directly to the Endless Sea. Everyone cautiously made their way down. To Alleria's immense surprise, a tiny beach was hidden beneath the towering sea cliffs. She was certain that there had originally been no slope or beach here at all.

The beach was empty at the moment, with only the sound of waves crashing against the shore.

No, someone was there after all! It was a majestic Imperial Eagle, but... weren't Imperial Eagles found only on the northern Northrend Continent?

The Imperial Eagle noticed them as well and swept his gaze over the group with almost human-like intelligence. Sylvanas stepped forward and addressed the eagle. "My brother-in-law was right. The Silvermoon Council doesn't intend to let us live. They even want to strip my sister of her authority. We need help!"

The eagle nodded, then flew into the sky and let out a piercing cry. He then plunged sharply to the ground. After a ripple of distortion, a sharp-featured Night Elf appeared before them.

"Greetings, esteemed Lady Alleria. I am delighted that you were willing to accept our help. I had thought you might suspect us of ulterior motives. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Anka Clawheart."

Alleria frowned, somewhat helpless. "Why are all of you like this? Do you have to call me Lady? I already said I don't..."

"Big sister! Big sister! Is this Night Elf uncle one of brother-in-law's subordinates?" A crisp child's voice interrupted Alleria. Its owner was Vareesa, the youngest of the Windrunner Sisters.

Alleria weakly pressed a hand to her forehead, then shouted at Sylvanas, "How do you usually teach our little sister?!"

The latter promptly went deaf.

The atmosphere immediately eased, and everyone laughed. That's right, although Alleria vehemently denied it, everyone knew that she and Hu Feng were practically a match made in heaven. If they were not, who would believe it? That Artifact Longbow, Thalassian Starfall, and that artifact necklace, Destined Fate, were the best proof. So having help from one of their own could not really count as betrayal, could it?

Just then, violent disturbances rippled across the distant sea, as though something beneath the surface was swimming rapidly toward the shore. Everyone sucked in a sharp breath.

It was a giant octopus!

A supergiant octopus!

This octopus was taller than Silvermoon City's walls. Its more than twenty-meter body showed no sluggishness at all. With a powerful shove from its eight thick tentacles, it covered dozens of meters at a time. Everyone gripped their longbows tightly. Though they knew this monster was an ally, they could not help feeling intensely nervous.

"Divine Emissary specifically sent him. He is a subordinate of the Sacred Beast Eye of Truth, the Deep Sea Death God Annu. Under the radiance of the God of Magic, no magical shield can stop his body or detect his movements," the elven druid introduced.

The giant octopus Annu approached the shore, his enormous form casting a shadow over everyone. He slowly laid two tentacles upon the beach, forming a pair of slides. His huge circular mouthpart, covered in barbs, opened wide, and crate after crate of supplies poured out in an endless stream, sliding down the tentacles onto the shore.

After spitting out supplies for about five minutes, several thousand crates had been unloaded. The giant octopus waved a tentacle, turned, dove beneath the water, and swam toward Kalimdor.

Everyone struggled to recover from their shock as they listened to the elven druid's explanation.

"This is the first shipment: one thousand crates of fine longbows and various enchanted arrows, one thousand crates of food and alcohol, five hundred crates of quality leather armor, one hundred crates of gold coins, and fifty crates of small energy walls. Oh, right, this is a brief instruction manual for the energy walls. There is one thing to note: this item must not be passed on to others. Naturally, it has protective measures installed. If anyone other than Lady Alleria attempts to open it, it will immediately explode." As he spoke, the druid Anka handed a sheet of parchment to Alleria.

The group let out subdued cheers. With these supplies, the Ranger Corps no longer needed to bow to Silvermoon City's wishes, nor did they need to worry about being threatened and having people openly forced into their ranks.

"Uh... there are also some things those Goblins under my lord made. They seem to be called Super Safe Big Bombs. Two crates were brought as well, but... I personally advise you not to use them. I personally saw a Goblin who tried to use one get blown to pieces by it. Those crazy Goblins... I have never understood why Divine Emissary insists on employing them." Anka warily eyed the two crates placed separately to one side, then slowly edged several steps away.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately moved far away. What a joke. Goblins had long been infamous throughout the civilized world. Even gnomes, who were equally obsessed with engineering, did not dare use the deranged explosives they created.

As for those "super safe" Big Bombs...

Heh heh~~~

A large number of rangers who had already been waiting at the camp arrived and began transporting the supplies back to Farstrider Lodge and Windrunner Spire under cover of night.

Alleria let out a sigh of relief. Looking at Sylvanas directing the rangers, she quickly walked over to the druid Anka Clawheart.

"Is he... doing well?" Alleria asked the question she had kept buried in her heart, as though it had taken all her strength.

Anka smiled and bowed. "Divine Emissary is perfectly well. He has merely been very worried about your circumstances. Several times, he wanted to come and forcibly take you back to Kalimdor."

"Then why didn't he write to me? Why didn't he leave me a message crystal?"

"My lord said... he did not know how to begin speaking to you. He also said that you would see him again after some time. When you meet again... uh... my lord's exact words were that when you meet again, he will tie you up and take you away if he has to."

Alleria froze.

Vareesa tugged at Sylvanas's sleeve and looked up at her sister.

"Big sister, brother-in-law is amazing! That giant octopus! And all these things! Is he a god?"

Sylvanas paused, unable to answer. She had never met this legendary brother-in-law, Hu Feng. She had only heard countless tales of him. Since the War of the Ancients, he had already been a Night Elf hero, a legendary Divine Emissary.

What kind of person was he, really?

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