Morning fog enveloped Theramore Harbor, and the humid sea breeze carried a salty smell across the pier.
Jaina·Proudmoore stood on the stone steps in front of the City Hall, her blond hair slightly raised by the sea breeze. Her eyes swept over the elven refugees gathered in the square - these survivors who had escaped from Silvermoon City. The once proud Quel'dorei was now in ragged clothes, with only exhaustion and confusion in her eyes.
Their eyes were full of uncertainty about the future and nostalgia for the past. The glory and glory of the past seemed to have dissipated with the ashes of Silvermoon City.
"Those who are willing to take the oath to become Theramore citizens," Jaina's voice clearly spread across the square through magic, "Will enjoy the rights and obligations of Theramore citizens from today on - food rationing, housing allocation, job opportunities. There will also be free Arcane Gas treatment Mana Addiction."
The crowd became commotion, and the elven refugees were whispering to each other and talking. Some of them had hope in their eyes, while others seemed hesitant.
The elven civilians standing in the front row hardly hesitated. They stepped forward one by one, lowered their once proud heads in front of Theramore officials, and swore allegiance.
Their fingertips trembled slightly when they pressed the contract, not out of humiliation, but because they finally saw the hope of living. They knew that only by accepting the asylum of Theramore could they find a place to live in this turbulent era.
"I, hereby swear..." The voice of a wandering ranger who lost his left eye was hoarse but firm. His face was full of traces of time, and every wrinkle told the story of the suffering and struggle he had experienced.
"Aranmir Family, willing to accept the protection of Theramore..." An elderly elf woman held her granddaughter's hand and signed her name tremblingly. Her face was full of worries about the future, but more of it was her expectations for her granddaughter's future.
A trace of relief appeared on the corner of Jaina's mouth. These civilian elves have recognized the reality - compared with the nihilistic "noble bloodline", a piece of bread and a sheltered house are more important. They are willing to put aside the glory of the past, accept the challenges of reality, and work hard to survive.
However, the nobles on the edge of the square gathered together, with resistance written on their faces. They could not accept the fact of swearing allegiance to mankind, and they could not accept the loss of their former noble status.
"It's simply ridiculous!" Alysande of the Starfall family lowered his voice, clutching the gold-encrusted cane tightly in his silk gloves, "You want us to swear an oath to humans? These races that can't even control magic?"
Lady Mirana beside him covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief embroidered with his family crest, as if the air was not filled with sea breeze, but some kind of disgusting smell. "I would rather starve to death than live in this kind of Lower City."
Suddenly, a commotion came from behind.
"The latest news!" A young elf noble squeezed into the crowd, with a sickly flushed face, "His Highness Kael'thas has obtained a large batch of Arcane Crystal! The purity is extremely high! He agreed to let us return to his command."
The nobles immediately exploded.
"As expected! Your Highness has not abandoned us!"
"I knew that the Sun King bloodline would not let its people fall to this!"
Alysande straightened his back and hit the ground with his cane. "Everyone, what are you waiting for? Dalaran is where we should go!"
As if they had received a signal, the nobles turned around one after another, their robes flying, and walked towards the pier without looking back. Seeing this, several civilians who were originally hesitant quietly withdrew from the oath-taking team.
Jaina's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, but she didn't say anything. She returned to the office at the back, where Deren was looking at the square below from behind the window.
Jaina walked towards Deren and said in a dissatisfied voice, "Is this your plan? We tried our best to save them, but as soon as Kael'thas waved, they ran back?"
Deren leaned against the stone pillar by the window, peeling an apple slowly and slowly. The peel was connected into a long strip, hanging down in the air.
"How great," he took a bite of the apple, juice flowing down the corner of his mouth, "Free screening service."
"Filter?"
"Half-hearted, get out of here as soon as possible." Deren pointed at the nobles who were boarding the ship with a fruit knife, and then turned to the civilian elves who stayed in the square, "Those who remain are the ones who are truly willing to adapt to the new world."
Jaina stared at Deren for a long time before saying, "Isn't your purpose more than that?"
Deren chuckled and did not explain anything.
Jaina stared at the man in front of him with his beautiful eyes, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Your real purpose is to separate these elven civilians from Kael'thas?"
Deren said "Yes" and nodded. "I have other purposes. You can imagine that as a royal family that has subjugated its country, the number of subjects it can still control determines how much benefit it can get. Subjects are sometimes the weight of the transaction."
"Without Arcane Gas, their Mana Addiction will become more and more serious until they head towards the darkest depravity. I am not a compassionate person, but instead of letting these innocent civilian elves eventually become symbols of sin, it is better to become your Theramore citizens."
"It's our Theramore!" Jaina suddenly emphasized.
"Hmph! Don't trap yourself with Deren." With a cold snort, Onyxia walked out of the shadows.
Deren hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the jealous Black Dragon. He hugged her waist and whispered close to her. It took a while to coax her into smiling.
Jaina held his forehead and was fed a few mouthfuls of dog food. He protested dissatisfied. "Don't show off your affection here, okay? I am also an older unmarried woman and I can't stand this kind of scene."
Instead of restraining himself, Onyxia took the initiative to kiss Deren and looked at Jaina provocatively. "Half, no, one-third is not impossible. Human Princess!"
"Forget it, I've convinced you." Jaina turned around. He was afraid that if he looked at it again he would say something strange.
Suddenly Chromie jumped out of Portal chasing the smell of Deren, and shouted loudly, "What are we going to eat tonight? I was arrested and interrogated by the boss for a long time, and I finally got through. Alas, Timeline of Blood Elf is going to collapse."
Deren asked strangely, "What's wrong with Blood Elf?"
Chromie glanced at Deren angrily, "It's not you who brought so many elves to Theramore. Kael'thas only has three or two kittens, so how dare you call him Blood Elf."
And his father Sun King is still alive, and you provided a large amount of crystals to solve his Mana Addiction. Now Anasterian·Sunstrider has officially come back, presiding over the Dalaran elves' restoration movement. He claims to fight back to his hometown and restore the glory of Quel'Thalas."
"Okay, I really didn't expect it to be like this. If Blood Elf is missing from this Timeline, will there be any impact?" Deren asked sarcastically.
"It's okay. The original Blood Elf didn't have many people in total. They followed Kael'thas for Mana Addiction. The situation is much better now. Anyway, it didn't bring much trouble to Timeline." Chromie said lightly.
Onyxia frowned and asked strangely, "Little dwarf, why did you always shout that time was going to collapse and Nozdormu was going to punish me before. Now you don't seem so afraid, and you even leaked Timeline casually? Aren't you afraid that Nozdormu will track you down?"
Black Dragon discovered Huadian.
The first update. It has been withdrawn from the new book list. It was still ranked tenth among new fantasy books. I can only ask for your support. If you have votes, please vote and if you have favorites, please read them. This is the happiest thing for the author when he is writing. In addition, there may be people who like to keep books. In the future, they will not be divided into volumes, but will be serialized to the end. I hope to read more. Thank you all.