When L Varian saw Anduin, it was already a week after Cho'gall died.
They returned to Theramore. In the Royal Palace hall, the brave Gladiator half-knelt on the ground, hugging the recovered Anduin tightly in his arms.
L Varian once thought that his fate with Anduin only ended with the meeting of Dire Maul, but after Anduin was captured by Cho'gall, the brave Gladiator truly understood the meaning of Anduin to him, which was an indispensable part of his soul.
Fate brought Little Prince to him, and he did not intend to separate from him again.
What I had been hesitating about before, I made my decision at the moment when I met Anduin. L Varian finally decided to Courage face his own Fate, whether it was rebirth or destruction.
Valeera leaned sadly on the rooftop outside Theramore Court. This strong High Elf hugged her legs with both hands, like a weak girl, and judging from the moisture in the corners of her beautiful eyes, she must have secretly cried more than once recently.
L Varian will not hide anything from her, so she is the first person to know L Varian's decision. She can't stop what she thinks is a meaningless decision like a moth flying into a flame, but she can't stop the person she likes from going to destruction.
Especially after hearing Kael'thas's explanation personally, Valeera felt that the sky was about to fall.
Even the most knowledgeable Shen'dralar Lorekeeperss, after a whole day of continuous discussion, were still unable to determine what would happen if the two divided souls reunited.
Their most optimistic estimate is that the re-merged soul will inherit the memories of L Varian and Varian at the same time, but the personality will definitely deflect to a certain extent. As for the worst result, after the two souls are reunited, the new personality will even forget all of its past.
Like a blank sheet of paper, this is simply risking your own existence again!
Valeera once thought she would not be able to bear all this, but when she saw the scene of L Varian holding Anduin and crying bitterly, her heart was moved. In the past three years, she had never seen L Varian show such a weak expression. She even felt that the L Varian in front of her was a little strange, and she wanted to escape from this place.
But she can't.
At least she couldn't until she personally saw the results of L Varian's adventure.
"Why are you hiding here? Boy, you shouldn't have broken in here."
An old voice woke Valeera out of her worries. She wiped her tears, turned around, and saw a serious old nanny standing in front of her, leaning on Staff. She jumped down from the rooftop with some embarrassment, and bowed to the old nanny.
"I'm sorry, I just... just wanted to find a quiet place."
Aegwynn looked at the High Elf in front of her. In her long life, she had seen such a beautiful creature countless times. She had not had a good impression of this creature, especially after hearing the news of her son's death. She was full of disappointment in the world that she had personally guarded. But after seeing Med'an appear, Aegwynn's already cold heart began to beat again.
She tried to look at the world in a new way. She accepted Dick, she moved to Theramore, and she even went back to Karazhan to look at the man who gave his life and everything for her children. She even began to fall in love with this world that was changing faster and faster again, although she never admitted it.
Now, she looked at the Valeera in front of her. According to her original temper, any thief who broke into her Wizard's Tower without permission would be burned into a withered skeleton by the ruthless Flames. But now, after being silent, she waved her hand gently,
"Yes, my place is indeed the quietest place in this City. Come on, little girl, tell me about you. I can feel that you are very sad, very Confusion, even a little Despair."
Aegwynn slowly took out a set of exquisite tea sets from his Tea Cabinet.
Greet Valeera and sit next to her,
"This kind of emotion shouldn't happen to you."
"Why?"
Although Valeera was still very sad, she was intrigued by the words of the weird old woman in front of her. She asked in a low voice, "Can't High Elf be sad?"
Aegwynn smiled, and this smile made her serious face soften.
"Because the blade that pierces the darkness should not be so weak, my child, tell it, even if it is to satisfy the poor curiosity of a poor old man."
Valeera was startled. In her impression, when her Grandfather was still there, the most outstanding Rogue in Quel'Thalas also said something similar. But soon, under the guidance of Aegwynn, she told the story of herself and L Varian exactly as it was. At the end, a tear appeared uncontrollably in the corner of her eyes.
"He is going to die on his own... I want to stop him, but I have no reason to do that. That child, I can see that he made the decision for that child. I can feel that in his heart, that child is more important than everything else, more than me..."
After Valeera finished telling her story, Aegwynn fell into deep thought. She babbled,
"Soul Magic is very mysterious. Those Shen'dralar Elf said it well. Its complicated situation will cause a lot of troubles, but they did not take into account a situation. After the gaps in the memories of both parties are filled, it is likely that the two personalities will complement each other, and even a more perfect soul will be born..."
"What are you talking about?"
Valeera couldn't understand those complicated and awkward nouns of Aegwynn, she asked, which interrupted Aegwynn's thinking, but the old mama finally smiled at her, reached out and patted her palm gently,
"Don't worry, little girl, Fate will take care of those Courage. Don't always think about bad things. Let me tell you, your little boyfriend will probably be a blessing in disguise."
"Really?"
Valeera's eyes widened. This action made the cold High Elf look unexpectedly cute. Aegwynn nodded.
"Of course, girl, even if things get bad, I think what you should do now is not to feel sorry for yourself here, but to spend the last few days with your little boyfriend. Do you want to leave a bad final parting for each other?"
Valeera was silent. After a few minutes, she stood up, bowed respectfully to this mysterious old woman, and walked out of Wizard's Tower's Great Door step by step.
Aegwynn shrugged, and another voice sounded behind her,
"Ah, that's the descendant of the Sanguinar Family, the cold Rogue family, finally a little guy with a human touch appears."
The sound was very sudden, but Aegwynn didn't take it seriously. There was even a trace of worry on her face.
"How many times have I told you, Nielas Aran, don't step on my carpet, it's very expensive!"
Along with Aegwynn's reprimand, an old man with a white beard walked out of the air. Judging from the thin fluorescence of his body, this was Ghost, but he miraculously retained all his memories and personality. He looked at Aegwynn, who was no longer young, and a warm smile appeared on his handsome face that could still be seen in his youth.
"Okay, beautiful lady, don't be angry, I'm here to discuss the last time Magical Research..."
"Come on, Nielas Aran, you Thirty used this trick many years ago! Come and help me pack my things, Med'an will be coming over soon. I have to prepare delicious little cakes for my grandson before he comes over. The poor kid must miss his grandma very much."
"Maybe he misses his grandpa even more."
"Shut up! Don't steal my grandson from me, you damn... No, you're already dead, you bastard."
On the other side, just as Valeera's heart knot was unraveling, Gavincente, this Vrykul who had been missing for several days, was sitting on the body of a giant, riding the wind and waves on the Sea. The sea breeze blew his Gray hair, fully displaying the rugged appearance of this Vrykul.
At the end of the line of sight, Theramore's iconic white Palace is already visible.
"I said, Barbarian, I heard that you were defeated by a human? This is not like you!"
Thunder's voice was kind but full of teasing. Gavincente rubbed his forehead with a headache, stretched out Fist and knocked on the hard scales of this behemoth.
"Okay, Blackhorn, you pretentious guy, I came to you this time to help, not to listen to your outdated jokes."
The behemoth flapped its wings dissatisfied and counterattacked,
"Who says my jokes are outdated? Highmountain and those little Tauren were fascinated by it. When I told the story of Huln and Legendary, those little guys couldn't help but rush out and fight with those Demon right now. By the way, speaking of which, are you really sure that the magic left in the human being is the Arcane Secret of our clan?"
Gavincente nodded,
"Of course, the smell of magic is very similar to your breath, but mixed with a hint of madness and madness, I guess it was left behind by your crazy brethren."
"Same clan... After Deathwing Corruption, I no longer have any clansmen. The only two guys who could resist Chaos in Bloodline have also been killed, but I don't know if it's an illusion. I always feel that one of them seems to be not dead yet."
"Let's leave this issue for later. Let's go to Theramore first. L Varian is already waiting for me there. I hope I can help him this time."
"Don't worry, as long as it is Arcane Secret, I can easily solve it. Believe me, Gavincente and Blackhorn will never lie!"
"... I can believe your other things, but I don't believe your words at all! You have deceived the entire Highmountain of Tauren for ten thousand years, you hypocritical bastard!"
"Hahaha, that's just to protect them! The power of Black Dragon is not something they can touch!"
Accompanied by Thunder-like laughter, a huge black shadow passed by the Theramore port, making countless people panic. They looked up and saw that it was a real Dragon, black scales, black tail, and the sharp Claws, until Sheriff arrived, the place slowly recovered Tranquility.
But countless people saw it, it was a Black Dragon!
Black Dragon is so sober that you can't believe it, and so peaceful that you can't believe it.
That is the last remaining conscious Black Dragon in the world that is not infected by Chaos... Well, probably the last one.
As for Stormwind City, Stormwind Keep has already been rebuilt.
King Varian, who was dressed in formal attire, walked out of the fortress under the personal protection of fully armed Marshal Windsor, Marshal Maxwell and Marshal Effasi. Duke Leoric, who had lost an arm in War of the Shifting Sands, strode forward with one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
They are going to Mage Quarter, Anduin? Wrynn Prince's knight Trial has finished, King decided to go to Theramore in person to pick him up.
After getting the news, Benedictus Archbishop rushed over with Priest and met King and the marshals at the gate of the fortress.
Benedictus still had that kind and approachable image. He glanced at the pale King Varian worriedly and whispered,
"With all due respect, His Majesty, your current health is not suitable for traveling far. It is better to let a few marshals go there in your place."
Benedictus's words still carry a lot of weight here, and the king's current state is rather strange. He thought about it and felt that what Benedictus said made sense, so he spoke,
"How about..."
"No, His Majesty!"
Just when King was about to change his words, Marshal Windsor said loudly,
"Don't forget the secret letter Princess Caliea sent you before. This time it's not just to get Prince Anduin back. It's a major event related to Lordaeron's founding of the country. Prince's identity is not enough. This is a matter of Kingdom of Stormwind's dignity."
These words made Varian immediately give up his idea, and he solemnly said to Benedictus,
"Archbishop, the marshal is right. This time it is indeed not just about Anduin. I have to go to Theramore in person. As for my body... If you are worried, you can come with me. In your capacity, Princess Caliea will welcome it happily."
Benedictus thought for a moment, shook his head, and sighed,
"Two days ago, those Cultistss who were supposed to kill Hell attacked Eastvale. I have to go there to do Memorial Rite for the victims in the next two days. Now the kingdom is in turmoil. I hope you can come back to take charge of the overall situation as soon as possible. I will let the Priests follow you there and take care of your body at any time. Please do not refuse."
Varian nodded, and then walked towards Mage Quarter under the escort of the marshals, where there was Portal heading to Theramore.
After Varian left, Benedictus's eyes narrowed, and an indescribable light flashed through them. Finally, the respected Archbishop made a few empty fingers in front of him, made a prayer gesture often used by monks, and then returned to Cathedral District with his entourage.
Three days later, Westbrook Garrison on the border of Kingdom of Stormwind Elwynn Forest was attacked by Twilight Cultists, causing heavy casualties and shocking the whole country.
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