Gift

Beside the quiet woodland pool, although the light of the Virgin of the Night shines, the light is still a bit dim, especially the eyes of Zul'ra, a pair of eyes overflowing with silver light. These eyes made Tyrande Whisperwind couldn't help but widen his eyes.🏆♤  ☯♗

"What's wrong?" Zul'ra squeezed his eyes for a long time, feeling the tears in the corners of his eyes. His vision gradually became clearer, and he saw Tyrande Whisperwind looking at him with a surprised expression.

"Elune's gift!" Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls, whose eyes were overflowing with silver light, with a look of disbelief on his face. Why would Elune give this gift to this Trolls.

"Ai..." Zul'ra looked at the surprised expression and tone of the Dark Night Priestess, opened her mouth slightly, and then glanced aside. Then she walked to the lower pool and glanced into the water. Trolls's eyes in the water became as round as searchlights. It was Elune who made her eyes look like this. Why did the lady in white do this!

The breeze blew across the lake, and the figures in the water wanted to disperse. Zul'ra looked back at the water and straightened up. I don't know if it was because of the light in his eyes. He felt that his vision seemed to be much clearer. He could see the faint light in the air, as if he had returned to the time when the magic power first awakened. But why did Elune do this?

"Zul'ra." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls who was standing by the pool, looking at the reflection, and then stood up with his back turned to him. He couldn't help shouting, this Trolls received the gift of Elune, why didn't there be any reaction?

"Ah! It's okay, I'm fine." Zul'ra couldn't help but come back to his senses after hearing the voice, and turned to look at Tyrande Whisperwind.

"..." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls, whose eyes were shining brightly at night, and opened his mouth slightly, but in the end he didn't say it. What's wrong with you getting the gift from Elune?

"Ahem, I'm thinking, what is Elune's purpose in giving me such power!" Zul'ra could clearly see the expression of the priestess in the dark night, and suddenly remembered that Kaldorei believed in the Virgin of the Night, and couldn't help but cough slightly, blinking and changing the topic.

"Elune must have His thoughts, and you must be burdened with a different fate!" Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls, whose eyes were shining brightly, and looked up at the particularly bright jade plate in the sky, his tone full of affirmation.

"I hope I can afford it." Zul'ra raised his head and glanced at Elune. His cheeks moved slightly, but he still gave up. The Virgin of the Night never interferes with order or chaos. She must have a purpose for her actions and hopes that she can withstand her future destiny.

"Then let's get back to the topic now!" Zul'ra didn't want to talk to Tyrande Whisperwind anymore about the issue of gods.

"Where did we just talk?" Tyrande Whisperwind blinked.

"First the potion, then the mortal. My potion cannot cure aging, it can only help delay physical pain." Zul'ra recalled briefly, and he didn't know if it was because of Elune. He felt that his thoughts were clearer than ever before, and he was no longer as distracted as before.

"Hmm..." Tyrande Whisperwind's eyes darkened.

"Does Kaldorei still need potions?" Zul'ra looked at the priestess who lowered her eyes and thought with warm blue light, and couldn't help but ask.

"Those potions contain Arcane energy, will they cause harm to Kaldorei?" Tyrande Whisperwind was a little embarrassed.

"No, the Arcane energy inside has magical power and is used to evacuate the body. It will not cause addiction or harm." Zul'ra definitely nodded.

"Then tell me about the reward you need!" Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls, who was suddenly acting vigorously, and became decisive.

"Kaldorei has a collection of books? I would like to have some books on history, religion, etc." Zul'ra thought for a moment and made a request.

→

"No problem." Tyrande Whisperwind didn't hesitate. If we just borrowed books, there would be no problem at all.

"Then I will write you the potion formula immediately." Zul'ra looked at the fast-talking priestess and made an instant decision.

"Uh-huh, I might need your help." Tyrande Whisperwind raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Next, I will stay here for a while, for the sake of the relationship between Horde and Kaldorei." Zul'ra did not hesitate at all. He has no plans to leave Mount Hyjal for the time being, and no matter when, there are always multiple friends and multiple paths.

"Thank you, Zul'ra." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at Trolls with shining eyes by the pool, his eyebrows relaxed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily. Kaldorei should cherish this friendship, and this Trolls, he is really special.

"Is there anything else we need to talk about that night? I mean, it's getting late, and I want to go back and rest, Tyrande Whisperwind." Zul'ra looked at the smiling priestess, looked up at the stars in the sky, and couldn't help but say with a smile.

"No, I hope you can have a good dream. Well, just don't be too greedy for the beauty of dreams." Tyrande Whisperwind looked at the smiling Trolls and couldn't help but smile as well. At the same time, she did not forget to remind her. She thought of Malfurion. That guy entered Emerald Dream again. How long has it been since he talked to her like this.

"To be honest, I don't dream much, do you need me to send you off?" Zul'ra raised his eyes, raised his steps and walked away from the pool, preparing to send Tyrande Whisperwind back to her residence.

"Really? Let me see you off! You don't know the way here." Tyrande Whisperwind walked with Zul'ra towards the hall where he lived with a faint smile.

"In fact, if I sleep in this forest and feel the light of nature Tranquility and Elune, maybe I can have a good dream, but I feel like dreaming is not good." Zul'ra and Tyrande Whisperwind stood side by side, smiling and staring at the quiet woodland.

"Why?" Tyrande Whisperwind is a little strange.

"Because my thoughts are messy and my dreams are weird, even though they are sometimes sweet, I feel frightened when I think they are sweet. Instead of doing this, it is better not to think about it and keep my heart pure." Zul'ra spread his hands. There are countless dangers lurking in this world. Instead of dreaming, it is better to find a way to save your life!

"Very good, I agree with your idea." Tyrande Whisperwind couldn't help but praise it. It would be great if Malfurion could think like this. He always goes into dreams and ignores the safety of reality.

"Thank you for agreeing. The place is here. Good night, Tyrande Whisperwind." Zul'ra looked at the house in front and said goodbye to Tyrande Whisperwind.

"Ande'thoras-ethil, Zul'ra." Tyrande Whisperwind stopped, chin slightly and left with a smile.

"Shaha lor'ma, Tyrande Whisperwind." Zul'ra looked at the leaving priestess and couldn't help but show off. Tyrande Whisperwind said it as Kaldorei's farewell message, which means "May your troubles disappear.", and what he answered was Thalassian of Kaldorei, which means "thank you". The language used by Thalassian and Kaldorei is basically the same, except for the living customs, but fortunately he is not saying "Anu" now. belore dela'na" (may the sun guide you).

Facing Zul'ra's show of language, Tyrande Whisperwind replied with a smile, and then entered the dense forest without looking back. Zul'ra stood there and watched her leave in the background, a little embarrassed, but mostly happy, because he felt that the other party should be saying that what he said was good. Well, there might be something wrong with him, but whatever!

Zul'ra watched Tyrande Whisperwind leave, feeling a little happy. He returned to the hall of the house, comforted the waiting Tooth-Soldiers, and then asked them to rest, and then he went to rest.