Faith and Destiny

Since the the Scourge breached Silvermoon City, the pent-up sorrow in Liadrin's heart was released all at once. Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and it wasn't until more than ten minutes later, seeing that she still hadn't stopped, that Zul'ra began to comfort her.

Liadrin wasn't really a child, so Zul'ra didn't need to spend much effort comforting her. After she had vented her tears and emotions, she stopped her grief and once again solemnly apologized to M'uru.

"M'uru, I'm sorry."

"Mmm." M'uru's reply was only one sound, but it was gentle yet firm, giving one a sense of peace.

"M'uru, you just said you wanted to try a different method to save us. I'd like to ask, what is this method?" Liadrin looked up at M'uru and asked the question she most wanted to ask. After a slight pause, she continued.

"And what was your original method?"

"The destiny I originally foresaw was that I would redeem you, but Zul'ra refuted this idea, saying that only you yourselves can redeem yourselves." M'uru answered his original thought: redemption means sacrifice, and whether due to the Sin'dorei's actions or his own reasons, this method could no longer be implemented.

"So what now?" Liadrin was rational. She was grateful to M'uru and Zul'ra, but this matter involved the future of the Sin'dorei.

"Now you need to strive to redeem yourselves, so that you do not fall into the fate that M'uru has foreseen!" Zul'ra answered Liadrin on M'uru's behalf.

"What is our fate?" Liadrin pressed directly, eager to know the future of the Sin'dorei.

"You have escaped suffering." M'uru tactfully stated his prediction, which made Liadrin raise her head slightly, but the next sentence made her expression change.

"You have become the embodiment of disaster, destruction, and the executioners of evil."

"Why did it turn out like this? Is it because of Kael'thas?" Liadrin pressed urgently, and didn't hesitate to mention Kael'thas's name. Because of the Elves prince's repeated actions, many people began to lose trust in him. The reason he was the leader now was because the Sin'dorei simply couldn't find another person who could unite everyone.

"Liadrin, this is the destiny I have glimpsed, but it has not yet come to pass." M'uru refused to reveal more, but he believed that this destiny had not yet unfolded.

"This shouldn't be the fate of the Sin'dorei." Seeing that M'uru didn't answer, Liadrin couldn't press the matter further, but she simply couldn't accept that the Sin'dorei had fallen to the level of demon executioners. Why had the Sin'dorei come to that?

"Times have changed." Zul'ra uttered a sentence softly in response to Liadrin's doubt and disbelief, but then felt uneasy.

"That fate shouldn't be your concern right now. What you need to do first is to rekindle your faith and help the Sin'dorei regain their fighting spirit. That's the foundation for your fight against that fate."

"What should I do? Please teach me, you and M'uru." Liadrin pleaded with Zul'ra and M'uru with utmost sincerity.

"First, trust the Light. Do you understand what I'm saying?" Zul'ra glanced at M'uru, then asked Liadrin.

"Of course." Liadrin nodded in agreement. She had now come to understand that trusting the Light meant believing in goodness and kindness, recognizing the difficulties the Sin'dorei were currently facing, and understanding that they could not be defeated by them but had to strive to improve.

"Secondly, don't take the Light seriously. Humanity's doctrine of the Light is no longer suitable for you. You've realized that, haven't you?" Zul'ra pointed out that the Sin'dorei's abandonment of the Light faith was, in a sense, a deviation from the correct path of learning human doctrines of the Light.

"But..." Liadrin raised her head slightly. The Light doctrines that the Sin'dorei had learned from humans were indeed no longer effective, but where could they find new doctrines?

"Don't worry, I'll help you figure something out. You can switch from the Kaldorei to the Sindorei and change your worship of the moon to the sun. Actually, this can continue. Faith must be reformed, and the same applies to Amani." Sanra intentionally or unintentionally revealed Amani's attitude towards faith to Liadrin.

"I understand." Liadrin pondered for a moment, then nodded in affirmation of Zul'ra's words. Reforming the faith was indeed necessary.

"Thirdly, it concerns what you've been doing to M'uru. You should stop. M'uru is very weak and needs our help." Zul'ra spoke, looking at M'uru ahead. It was a perfectly normal thing to say, but Liadrin looked troubled.

"This is what we should have done, but..." Liadrin was in a dilemma. She hadn't expected to encounter such a situation here. Her conversation with M'uru had taught her a lot, but the Sin'dorei outside were still not enlightened. Quel'Thalas needed the power of the Blood Knights Blood Knights, and M'uru was the source of their power.

"Regarding the Blood Knights, you also need reform. As for the problems you face before the reform, I will lend you the power of the Sacred Pool as appropriate." Zul'ra understood Liadrin's difficulties and took the initiative to help. Before Liadrin could speak, he added a few more words.

"But in exchange, you must release M'uru and join me in helping him, because he may be the key to changing fate."

"I will try my best to persuade Tae'thelan and Astalor." Liadrin looked at the great Trolls in front of her, her mind racing with many thoughts, but in the end she did not agree, because this was not a decision she could make alone.

"Don't worry, I'll help you." Zul'ra had to nod; the Countess couldn't make the decision, but she made her stance clear.

"I can do it too," M'uru echoed Zul'ra's words.

"Thank you," Liadrin said again.

"So, what else do we need to talk about now!" M'uru's chandelier-like body shimmered, his words filled with a kind of pleasure that even he himself couldn't quite grasp, but he was happy nonetheless.

"That's all." Liadrin pondered for a moment, sorting out her series of exchanges with M'uru, and shook her head.

"Then we'll be leaving. See you outside." Zul'ra waved to M'uru.

"See you outside." With M'uru's voice, Liadrin felt a bright white light before her eyes, her consciousness slightly blurred, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw Zul'ra remove her hand from her forehead, and her face felt wet. When she touched it, she found that her face was covered with tears, and she quickly wiped them away.

"How about it?"

"Liadrin, are you alright?" Tae'thelan, Astalor, and the others who were waiting nearby rushed over upon seeing the situation, surrounding Liadrin as she wiped her face, and Zul'ra as she stood up.

"I'm fine, I just remembered some things." Liadrin felt the wetness on her face, and looking at her companions who had gathered around her, she felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"Aren't you communicating with this Naaru?" Tae'thelan Watcher tilted his head, his right eye behind his monocle looking at Zul'ra.

"Yes, I spoke with the Naaru and heard and thought about many things," Liadrin said, wiping her face clean. She had to answer Tae'thelan.

"Could you tell us more specifically?" asked Astalor Bloodsworn, a blond-haired man dressed in a black and red robe.

"Of course, that's what I was about to tell you, and you should listen. First, we must acknowledge two things. First, what we did to M'uru was inhumane." Liadrin's gaze hardened as she looked at Astalor Bloodsworn, the master who co-founded the Blood Knights with Rommath.

"Uh, yes, on this point, I..." Astalor felt a chill run down his spine as he faced the determined Countess. He couldn't deny what he had done. M'uru was alive, and extracting the Light from him, despite having many reasons, was not normal and was against humanity.

"Therefore, we must stop that barbaric treatment of M'uru," Liadrin said to the weakened Astalor.

"But..." Astalor looked up in surprise upon hearing Liadrin's request, stopping his actions towards M'uru, which meant the Blood Knights would lose its power source. However, before he could voice his question, he was interrupted by Tae'thelan's cough from the side.

"Ahem, Astalor, and Earl Liadrin, it's not very polite of us to discuss these things in front of Zul'ra Jin." Tae'thelan, wearing a monocle, coughed lightly, stopping Astalor and Liadrin's conversation, and glanced at Zul'ra beside him.

"That's pointless, Tae'thelan. The matter we need to discuss, Zul'ra Jin knows about," Liadrin retorted to Tae'thelan, then added before he could speak.

"Moreover, we still need to ask Amani for help with this matter, so these reservations are unnecessary." Liadrin had a clear understanding of the situation. In their conversation just now, Zul'ra and M'uru had said a lot, and she needed to do something to solidify her stance for the sake of the Sin'dorei.

"Amani will do his best to help Quel'Thalas, and I will also try my best to provide some assistance regarding the Blood Knights. However, my conversation with M'uru just now has left me a bit tired, and I would like to go and rest first." Zul'ra agreed with Liadrin's words and then took her leave. After all, this was an internal matter for the Sin'dorei, so let them discuss it themselves!

"Please come with me, Zul'ra Jin. I'll arrange a place for you to rest." Tae'thelan took over the matter skillfully, arranging for Zul'ra to rest in the quiet room of the Blood Hall, while leaving the space for Liadrin and Astalor to have a detailed discussion.

There's nothing left at night.