Questions? Answers!

Why does Medivh always speak with such confidence, as if he were the very embodiment of correctness?

"That's your problem. I just want to know where Alleria is. Tell me her whereabouts. I heard her voice!"

Medivh's brow twitched; he was considering whether he should tell Nathanos the truth.

'I will leave him, but you must promise me one thing. Never tell Nathanos that I came here to see him. If he asks, tell him I am Alleria, and... keep him away from the battlefield at Mount Hyjal.'

'You should know very well that Nathanos has extraordinary insight; he can see through any lie.'

'But this is different. He won't have any doubts; he'll assume it was my sister who came here, not me.'

'You're cunning too, Windrunner. I promise you!'

Sylvanas's judgment was accurate. Medivh saw only fervor for the answer to the question in Nathanos's eyes, without any doubt about the question itself.

"She's gone." Medivh thought for a moment. He didn't like to lie, nor would he break his word, so he chose the pronoun "she" instead of directly telling Nathanos who the Female Elf was.

"Gone?" Nathanos's face fell, his voice tinged with dejection. "Why did she leave? I felt... I felt her holding me, whispering in my ear, saying things that calmed me down. I thought she was always there... always there." He paused. "Did she... hate me? Hate me for becoming the monster that destroyed Quel'Thalas?"

"She didn't? She just has things she has to do," Medivh explained to him, giving him a reassuring look.

"Yes! That must be it. We swore we would never abandon each other. She also promised me that no matter what I became, she would never reject me."

Beautiful memories only make the future more tragic. Medivh thought this, and as he gazed at Nathanos's face once more, he couldn't help but worry about the human. Clearly, Nathanos believed the prophecy he had given him had been fully fulfilled, but it hadn't. He would die, lose everything, and experience betrayal!

Betrayal? He mistakenly assumed the word came from Arthas or Dath'Remar. They could be considered betrayers, but they paled in comparison to true betrayal. Nathanos was completely unaware of the unexpected actions his most cherished person might take. If Arthas and Dath'Remar had betrayed him, he would undoubtedly have sought revenge. But what about Alleria?

Medivh was genuinely worried about whether Nathanos could hold out.

"You... may meet."

The mage's words caused the human, who exuded an aura of death, to turn towards him with displeasure. "She and I will definitely meet, definitely!"

The guardian nodded, and to avoid giving himself away, he changed the subject. "Alright, let's talk about something else."

Medivh said this, but then remained silent. Nathanos squinted in confusion, and it took him a while to understand what he meant—he should ask the questions first, and then Medivh would answer them.

"Alright, first tell me how to get rid of the Lich King."

"A very valuable question: to do what you want, you must first be free." Medivh chuckled sarcastically, then continued, "In fact, you've already gotten rid of him. So far, you haven't heard him speak to you, have you?"

"Did you help regain your freedom?"

"It's just an action," the mage emphasized, watching as Nathanos tried Will manipulate his hands into clenching fists and then releasing them. "Although the Lich King can no longer control your body, he can still whisper to you, he just isn't paying attention to you right now."

"What I mean is, he can still track my whereabouts at any time? And then send his men to kill me?"

"Yes." Medivh nodded. He seemed to have seen through Nathanos's thoughts, so he simply told him the way to get rid of the Lich King completely, which was just one word—wait!

"Make us wait? To sit here and wait to die?"

"A good hunter should have enough patience, shouldn't he?"

The Guardian's words made Nathanos frown. He seemed to remember that these words came from his own mouth, and now they were being used by others to educate him.

"Just say what you have to say!"

"The Lich King was created by the Burning Legion, but as you've seen, this minion of the Legion seems very disobedient and wants to break free from its creator. If you were the master of the Burning Legion, what would you do?"

Nathanos answered almost without hesitation, "All the Betrayer must die!"

"On this point, you and the Burning Legion are surprisingly in agreement, yes. The demons will not let the Lich King go; they will do everything in their power to destroy him. In fact, you don't need to destroy him; you only need to weaken the Lich King to gain true freedom."

His eyes, which had been burning with intense heat, lowered, and he fell silent. Medivh's meaning was clear: he was to patiently await the unfolding events. Before this, he was still the Lich King's slave.

How long will it take?

Do you remember Illidan?

Why bring him up all of a sudden?

"It's nothing. In fact, it won't be long, at most... three months."

That's three months!

Nathanos did not criticize Medivh's roundabout way of speaking, but he could not suppress his smile, because three months was not a long time for him.

"Very well, I hope you're right. Now I have one more question."

"One?" Medivh looked at him with some surprise. Nathanos should have many questions, so why was there only one? What did he want to ask?

"Yes, one!" the Undead said again. "How...how can we help the High Elf escape their predicament?"

The Guardians were stunned. The question Nathanos wanted to ask had absolutely nothing to do with him! The Sunwell of Quel'Thalas had been corrupted, and all the High Elf would be affected by the Fel Addiction.

Unexpectedly, Medivh coughed. "Don't you want to know how the Lich King came to be? Or... ask me what you should do next. Why are you so fixated on..."

The mage noticed that Nathanos's brows were gradually furrowing, as if the Undead before him were telling him that this had nothing to do with him, that it was his own choice.

"Okay. I can tell you that you will actually have the opportunity to get something that will help Quel'Thalas very soon."

"What?"

"What you are looking for is the life source of the World Tree Teldrassil, which is the essence beneath its roots."

"That tree?" Nathanos's gaze followed the voice to Medivh's side. At a glance, the tree was on the opposite mountaintop, so enormous. And everyone knew that the Burning Legion's target was it.

But... Nathanos remained somewhat confused, looking Medivh in the eye with a skeptical gaze. The Guardians, however, were ready.

Have you ever heard of... the Well of Eternity?