"Vereesa What's wrong with you?" Liadrin obviously noticed the abnormality of Vereesa and asked with concern.
Vereesa waved his hand, indicating that there was nothing wrong with him and there was no need to worry.
"Okay, I've confirmed that Aaron has woken up now, can you rest assured?" Liadrin stretched out and said to Vereesa, "You've been dragging me here these past few days, and I can't even take a good rest."
"What are you talking about? I... I'm just worried about Aaron." Vereesa stamped his feet, with a slight blush on his face. He turned around and looked at Aaron, "Aaron, are you really not feeling uncomfortable now?"
"Yes, I just feel a little tired now. I probably used Holy Light too much." Aaron showed a smile on his face, looked at Vereesa and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm really fine."
"How could it be okay? My sister told me that you were beaten terribly by Zul'jin. You were first held down and beaten, and then chased and beaten..." Vereesa said with a sly smile suddenly on his face.
Aaron blushed. What Vereesa said was indeed right. If Xal'atath didn't help him, I'm afraid the best outcome for him would be to become Zul'jin's dinner... Then again, Sylvanas didn't help him cover up, and he saved her life anyway.
"That's actually..." Aaron wanted to explain a few words, but what Vereesa said was actually the truth. He tried to explain, but in the end he could only laugh dryly.
"Okay, I'm relieved to make sure you're okay. I'm going to tell my sister. She's been worrying about you for the past two days." Vereesa said a few more words to Aaron, but suddenly said this, and left the room without waiting for Aaron to speak.
Looking at Vereesa's leaving figure, Aaron felt a little confused. Why did he leave so suddenly?
"This girl has become a little weird." Liadrin watched Vereesa leave and murmured, then turned to look at Aaron: "Aaron, I heard Vereesa said you were going to Broken Isles?"
Aaron nodded. He originally came to Silvermoon City at the invitation of Vereesa, and then planned to go directly from Sunsail Anchorage to Broken Isles. Yes, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. He didn't expect that he would be involved in the war between the elves and the Trolls, and even had a fight with the famous Troll leader Zul'jin.
In Aaron's plan, Shield's Rest is bound to get the Truthguard shield. In this dangerous world, there are no one or two artifacts that are not safe enough.
However, after facing Zul'jin head-on, Aaron has no confidence in whether he can get Truthguard from Shield's Rest, the old Vrykul. You must know that Vrykul is an experienced person who has met Tyr.
, even Zul'jin, who only lived for more than three thousand years, has such a strong performance. That Vrykul is already a very terrifying opponent just because of the tens of thousands of years of experience accumulated.
After getting a positive answer from Aaron, Liadrin nodded and said, "Then I think I know why Vereesa became like this. Alas, the women in Windrunner's family are all carved from the same mold."
After Liadrin lamented such a meaningless sentence, he told Aaron to have a good rest and left the room where Aaron was. He also said that if Aaron felt uncomfortable, he could come to her at any time. This is where the elves Church of the Holy Light is, and Liadrin will stay here in the near future.
After resting for two days, Aaron felt that his physical condition had recovered well, so he took the initiative to say goodbye to Liadrin and prepared to go to Sunsail Anchorage and take a boat to Broken Isles from there.
After leaving Church of the Holy Light, Aaron stood in the square, looked at the surrounding environment, and walked straight to the official residence of General Ranger. Before leaving, Aaron planned to say goodbye to Vereesa.
Vereesa has not come to visit Aaron in the past two days. Aaron asked Liadrin, but Liadrin just smiled and said nothing, with no intention of answering Aaron's doubts.
Seeing that he was about to leave Quel'Thalas, Aaron felt that it was necessary to formally say goodbye to Vereesa. After all, the two were already friends of life and death, and it would not be appropriate to say goodbye without saying goodbye.
Outside the official residence of the Ranger General, there were still the few Ranger recruits training in archery, and the square was still bustling with people. It looked like the same as when Aaron came here for the first time a few days ago, which made Aaron, who had consciously walked on the line between life and death, feel like he was in another world.
Following the route in his memory, Aaron went straight to Vereesa's room, but failed. According to other rangers, Vereesa has been staying with his sister these days.
Arriving outside Sylvanas's office, Aaron gently knocked on the door. A small figure opened the door for Aaron, it was Arator.
Seeing that it was Aaron, Arator cheered. In the past two days, this little guy often ran to Aaron's ward to visit him and chat with him. The five-year-old half-elf looked at Aaron When he was, he seemed to be watching a hero. In addition to pestering Aaron to tell him the story of rescuing Sylvanas alone, he always wanted Aaron to teach him how to learn Holy Light.
Although Aaron said that he was powerless, it did not affect the little guy's attitude towards him.
"Uncle Aaron, have you recovered from your illness?" Arator dragged Aaron into the room and asked.
Aaron nodded, squatted down and looked at Arator, and said with a smile, "Because Arator comes to see me every day, I
He can recover so quickly."
"Cough!" Sylvanas on the side suddenly coughed lightly, walked to Arator (body shēn), and said in a smooth voice, "Arator, it's time for you to practice archery."
"But, Auntie, I just..." Arator just complained for half a sentence, but Sylvanas's cold expression suppressed the second half of the sentence. He lowered his head and said honestly, "Okay, Auntie Sylvanas, I'm going to practice now."
Sylvanas nodded with satisfaction, dragged Arator and left the office. Before leaving, he gave Aaron a look like a dagger.
"You have this attitude when you see me. I saved your life after all." Aaron complained dissatisfiedly, turned to look at Vereesa who was studying the floor pattern with his head down, and explained his intention to leave Quel'Thalas.
Vereesa looked like he had expected this, and did not show any special emotions. He just told Aaron to pay attention to safety, and then offered to send Aaron to Sunsail Anchorage.
Aaron naturally did not reject Vereesa's kindness. After nodding in agreement, the two left the official residence of General Ranger.
On the training field next to the square, the frowning Arator is practicing archery under the watchful eyes of his second aunt. However, it seems that although the little guy does not dare to blatantly disobey Sylvanas's orders, he has been passively sabotaging his work. The evidence is that As soon as Aaron came out, Arator noticed it immediately and waved at Aaron. He learned from Aaron yesterday that Aaron was leaving.
"Bon voyage." It seemed that he finally remembered that he was saved once by Aaron. Sylvanas reluctantly waved his hand towards Aaron and sent him his farewell blessing.
But what makes Aaron feel baffled is that after he responded to Sylvanas, he received a cold look from the other party. Aaron looked confused, and in his heart he had the idea that Sylvanas was probably a tsundere.
After leaving Silvermoon City, Aaron summoned the griffon at the suggestion of Vereesa, and the two flew straight to Sunsail Anchorage and on the griffin. Aaron also asked Vereesa how he planned to come back. Vereesa said that he could rent a horse from Sunsail Anchorage, but Aaron said nothing more.
Following the tributary on the north side of the Elrendar River, after flying for less than an hour, Aaron saw the vast sea ahead.
The tributary on the north side of the Elrendar River is divided into two smaller tributaries before entering the sea. One of the tributaries turns a slight bend before entering the sea, forming an excellent harbor. Sunsail Anchorage is built in this calm natural harbor. Looking from the air, a dozen ships of various sizes are moored quietly in the harbor.