After leaving Dun Morogh, in order to avoid getting into trouble by running rampant on the road, Aaron controlled Dreadwake to drive from Wetlands into the sea, heading all the way to Quel'Thalas along the northwest coastline of Eastern Kingdoms.
Because of previous experience, Dreadwake controlled by Aaron flew much faster this time. On the way, he also sent a batch of pre-arranged construction machinery to Prince Liam who was supervising the progress of the project on the construction site.
Because Dreadwake was worried that flying on the shore would cause unnecessary trouble, Aaron docked Dreadwake at Sunsail Anchorage, and flew back to Silvermoon City on a griffon with Vereesa.
Compared with when Aaron and the others left last time, Silvermoon City is still the same as before, and even a little more prosperous. Because the dwarves have recently restored contact with the outside world and the human countries have gradually recovered from the trauma of war, the number of expeditions to Northrend via Sunsail Anchorage has also increased, which has also brought more popularity to Silvermoon City.
However, when the two of them passed through Royal Trade District, the most prosperous Silvermoon City, and arrived at Farstriders' Square, they noticed something unusual: everything at other Legion stations was as usual, but it was a little too quiet outside the ranger unit's station, and even the new ranger recruits who were supposed to practice archery here were nowhere to be seen.
"It's strange, why is there no one here?" Vereesa looked at the ranger training ground outside the general's residence suspiciously. The training ground where many new ranger recruits used to practice archery every day was now empty. Judging from the dust falling on the archery target, no one had cleaned it for at least several days.
"Maybe this batch has just finished training?" Aaron guessed.
Vereesa shook his head and said, "It is basically impossible for this situation to happen, unless the manpower to train newcomers has not been spared during the recent period."
According to Vereesa's explanation, the training courses for the rangers are all phased. After this group of rangers completes a certain part of the training, another group of newcomers will immediately fill in. Vereesa has never seen the training ground empty like this several times in so many years.
"The last time there was a lack of manpower to train new recruits was when Orcs invaded. I happened to be training at the time. Because of this, it took me several years to become Farstriders." Vereesa Recalling that when Orcs invaded Quel'Thalas, all the elite ranger troops came out. Vereesa, who had not yet completed training, once ran to the border alone, but almost didn't come back.
Speaking of this, a depressed look appeared on Vereesa's face. Her mother and brother both died in the war invaded by Orcs. After mentioning the situation at that time, Vereesa inevitably felt some sadness in her heart when she thought of the relatives she lost in that war.
"Maybe Troll are making trouble again. It can't be Murloc who invaded." Seeing that Vereesa's expression was wrong, Aaron hurriedly changed the topic and took Vereesa into General Ranger's residence. He found that the interior of the residence was also empty. Not to mention Sylvanas, not even a living person could be seen.
The last time Aaron came here, there were many elf rangers coming and going in the official residence. Although it was not very lively, it was still somewhat popular, but not even half a person could be seen, and the entire official residence was shrouded in the ominous Tranquility.
"It's really strange, there is no one there, even Arator is missing." Vereesa and Aaron walked around the official residence separately, and finally met in Sylvanas's office. As they expected, there was really no one in the entire official residence. Judging from the traces, it had been vacant for at least several days.
"Maybe it's just your second sister who went shopping with Arator?"
"And brought dozens of rangers as bodyguards?" Vereesa rolled his eyes at Aaron, obviously feeling that Aaron's guess was very unreliable.
Aaron said politely, "I see that you are a little nervous. Please relax. Judging from the situation here, the rangers must have encountered something difficult. I just don't know where Arator went. Your sister shouldn't take him to the front line, right?"
"Of course that's impossible, but I always watched Arator in everything before. I don't know who the second sister entrusted him to this time. Could it be that he was sent back to Windrunner Village?" Vereesa guessed where Arator was going.
As a famous family in Quel'Thalas, in addition to Vereesa and their three sisters, Windrunner family also has a large number of collateral clan members. Apart from those who have official positions, these clan members are scattered all over Quel'Thalas. Most people from all over live in Windrunner Village. If Sylvanas wants to entrust Arator to the care of others, leaving it to those tribesmen to take care of it is the most likely choice.
"Then should we go see your sister first, or go see Arator?" Aaron asked as he accompanied Vereesa out of General Ranger's residence.
After Vereesa thought for a while, he said, "Go find my sister. If Arator is at Windrunner Village, there is no need to worry. However, the situation at my sister's side may be more urgent. There is not even a housekeeper left, and I don't know how bad the situation is."
Aaron gently patted Vereesa on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, the situation is definitely still under control. Think about it, we didn't see anything unusual on the way from Sunsail Anchorage, right? Don't you think these people look quite relaxed?"
"Our ranger battles have always had little to do with the Silvermoon City side. You still remember when we came back last time, Farstrider Lodge was no longer besieged by Troll, but everything was still normal here at Silvermoon City."
"That at least means that the situation this time is at best the same as last time. Don't worry, as long as your sister doesn't go into danger alone, there will definitely be no problem."
Vereesa showed a helpless expression. "Don't you think she is an adventurous person? Think about why you rescued her last time?"
"Well, when you said that, I started to worry." Aaron spread his hands and continued to talk to Vereesa: "Then let's go to Farstrider Lodge first?"
"Let's go." Vereesa nodded, and walked towards the gate of Silvermoon City with Aaron. Aaron didn't dare to summon a gryphon to fly out from High Elf's capital. If he were not careful, he might be knocked down by Silvermoon City's defense force.
"Hey, is it you?"
"Aunt? Uncle Aaron?"
Just as Aaron and Vereesa were walking quickly to the market area, they suddenly heard two screams from behind. Looking back, they saw two acquaintances: Liadrin was walking on the road beside them holding Arator.
Long time no see, Liadrin is still wearing a Priest robe, and seems to be in good spirits. Arator on the side looks quite free, as if he hasn't been scolded for a long time.
"Second sister, did you ask you to take care of Arator again? I've caused you trouble." Vereesa smiled at Liadrin, squatted down and pinched Arator's cheek, and said, "Seeing that you are smiling so happily, is it because no one has taken care of you recently?"
"I've been very obedient recently." Arator broke away from Vereesa's hands with some dissatisfaction and protested.
"Arator has been quite obedient recently." Liadrin smiled and said, "General Ranger has been very irritable recently. Arator dare not offend her at this time."
"What happened recently? We didn't see the second sister at home just now. Where did she go?" Vereesa and Aaron looked at each other. Judging from Liadrin's words, Sylvanas may have encountered a lot of trouble recently as Aaron expected.
Liadrin showed a wry smile, "What else could it be? It's not that group of Troll who have gone crazy during this period... Forget it, I won't talk about it here. It's time for Arator to go to bed. Let's go back and talk." 2k. com