Chapter 462 33. Day of Sorrow

"Your Highness, on behalf of His Majesty Terenas of Lordaeron, I express regret for the disaster you and your people have suffered. His Majesty the King asked me to inform you that a piece of land in Stratholme can be allocated for your people to temporarily cultivation, and Lordaeron will provide you with the necessary supplies."

"Your Highness, Gilneas is also in the midst of disaster. His Majesty Greymane understands your current situation very well. If you wish, we welcome you and your people to move to Gilneas."

"His Royal Highness Prince..."

In the Fortress of Daysome in the southeast corner of Quel'Thalas, Prince Kael'thas wearily sent away wave after wave of special envoys who came to condolences. Everything that happened in Quel'Thalas in one day has already It spread throughout the entire human empire. Apart from the gentle greetings from the kings, these special envoys were all about inquiring about the next move of the high elves.

Obviously, the news of the undead also appeared in Quel'Thalas, which touched the most sensitive string in the hearts of the kings. They were eager to know how the high elves planned to deal with everything in front of them.

No one wants the high elves to just give up their homeland. From a selfish and cruel point of view, letting the elves guard Quel'Thalas and block the undead going south for the human empire seems to be the best for everyone. s Choice.

And the high elves also have the ability to do all this... It's not an exaggeration. Although the Lich King's legion destroyed most of Silvermoon City, and Tyrion seized the opportunity to destroy the Sunwell, except for the mad mother of blood The thousands of civilians who died that night, as well as the casualties in the offensive and defensive battle of Silvermoon City, the high elves lost one-tenth of their population.

The casualties of the entire Quel'Thalas have been said to be traumatic, but they have retained a relatively complete military force. Before the disaster, the Sun King mobilized most of the domestic troops to the southern forest to prevent the southern The undead in Xinjiang went crazy. This action accidentally saved the military power of Quel'Thalas. When the undead invaded Silvermoon City, the army was desperately rushing back, and when the wrath of nature broke out, the army Escort the people from the battlefield.

At present, the nearly 1.4 million population of Silvermoon City are temporarily placed in the safer southern forest and Stratholme handover area, while the undamaged Farstrider Legion and Firewing Mages are arranged in the southern forest On the defensive line, as long as the undead Scourge around the northeastern coast of Quel'Thalas doesn't continue to move south, the elves won't be in too much danger for the time being.

It can be said that this time the undead broke through Quel'Thalas, and the damage was much less than that in the original history.

But this is definitely not enough to make Prince Kael'thas feel relaxed. In fact, the prince's current state of mind is almost broken, and he almost lost everything overnight.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

The prince's attendant, Lana Thiel, walked into Kael'thas' room with a cup of hot tea. The fortress of Daysome is naturally not as grand as Silvermoon City, but the room where the prince stayed was furnished. It may be the best, but at this time, in the cool night, the house seems very quiet.

The prince was sitting on the chair alone, and he didn't turn on the light, causing the room to be completely dark. Lana Thiel could vaguely see a silhouette. Her prince was slumped on the chair exhaustedly. The body tried to bury itself in the darkness, that kind of depression, that kind of depression, that kind of pain, that kind of loss that Lana Thiel had never seen in the prince.

It was as if he had changed from someone who had everything to someone who had nothing.

This made Lana Thiel feel distressed.

She walked into the room slowly, put hot tea on the table, then walked up to the prince, stretched out her hand, and gently hugged Kael'thas, placing his face on her abdomen, when her fingers touched the prince When touching her cheek, Lana Thiel felt the coolness of her fingertips.

He cried... Silent tears flowed wantonly on his handsome cheeks.

Kael'thas Sunstrider, this man who was too proud to bow his head to the whole world, at this moment, sat alone in the darkness, crying alone, the darkness was like his curtain, even in the In the endless pain, he was unwilling to let the whole world see his weakness.

"Your Highness..."

Lana Thiel's voice also became sad. When Silvermoon City was destroyed, she also lost her relatives. She could understand Kael'thas' inner pain and helplessness. After a while, she knelt down , buried his face on the prince's shoulder, and the two poor people embraced each other, letting tears cross each other's faces.

"I have nothing left, Lana Thiel...I have nothing left, they ruined everything for me...Why? Why us? We obviously..."

Kael'thas' deep voice made Lana Thiel feel more pain in her heart. She increased the strength of her hands and hugged the prince tightly in her arms. She said softly:

"No, Your Highness, no, you will never walk alone..."

"You and I...you and your people, all the high elves loyal to the Sunstrider family, everyone, we will follow behind you, no matter where you take us."

The truth revealed at the time of fragility is more and more precious. Lana Thiel's voice also made Kael'thas feel a little warmth in his painful heart. For the first time, he actively responded to Lana Thur's feelings. He hugged her body, he whispered:

"We have no home... Lana Thiel, our home... is ruined."

"Then we'll build another home! With our hands!"

Lana Thiel gritted her teeth and said:

"The high elves will not succumb to disaster. With you, sooner or later there will be a second Quel'Thalas, Quel'Thalas that will never fall."

"clap clap"

Just after Lana'thel said these words, a burst of low applause suddenly sounded in the corner of the room, which shocked Kael'thas and Lana'thel, and the entire Quel'Thalas military This fortress was supposed to be the safest place on the land when all the power was concentrated around Daysome, but now...someone they didn't realize was hiding beside them.

The high elf prince pushed Lannathel away, and two flames jumped out of his hands. He took a step forward and stood in front of Lannathel. The dancing flames in his hands illuminated the dark room. At this moment, that The figure of the weird intruder appeared in front of his eyes.

And when they saw him, whether it was Lana Thiel who wanted to warn him, or Prince Kael'thas himself, they all showed dull expressions.

Because what stood in front of them was a person who should have died, a ghost.

Salorian. Dawn Seeker...His Majesty Anasterian's most loyal bodyguard chief, who died on the night that the Blood Mistress went mad, the Royalist general at the front line, Lannathel's elder, Quel'Sala Warriors of Sth... once warriors.

Salorian is a different person now.

He was still wearing that set of melted silver armor, which didn't look very coordinated, but his supposedly old face had returned to youth, with long white hair brushing on his shoulders, he seemed to have the same body shape, but only There were those eyes, eyes the color of blood shining in the firelight.

In the environment at this time, it makes people feel shuddering.

"As expected of a descendant of the Dawn Seeker family, Lana Thiel, even after experiencing disasters, your will is still as firm as a sharp blade, which makes me very gratified."

Salorian didn't pay attention to the vigilant attitude of the two people in front of him. He first appreciated the will of his younger generation not to succumb to the disaster, and then he set his sights on Kael'thas.

"Put down your magic, Your Royal Highness, you grew up under my gaze, I taught you how to swing a sword for the first time, and I witnessed all the time you became a prince, I am not here today to be hostile to you , I’m just here to convey a piece of news... In addition, your performance is very disappointing, Kael’thas, and many people who have silently followed you are very disappointed.”

Kael'thas was stunned by Salorian's meaningful words, but Lana Thiel, who was behind the prince, did not let down her vigilance. She asked sharply:

"Even if you used to be my elder, but now, Thalorian, tell me, have you become a monster? Also, how did you break through those guards and appear here?"

"I...maybe already a monster."

General Dawn Seeker made no secret of his mutation. He raised his finger, and a bloody halo wrapped around his fingertips. This action made Lana Thiel raise the wand in his hand again, but the next moment, Salorian returned to her question straightforwardly.

"The entire defense system of Quel'Thalas has not changed for thousands of years. For someone like me who is very familiar with it, it is not difficult to avoid detection guards and those patrolling ranger mages. Things, besides, the darkness gave me new powers..."

The conversation between the two fell into silence. Lana Thiel quietly looked at the prince beside him, while the prince silently looked at Salein in front of him. After a while, he asked in a hoarse voice:

"You just said...a lot of people are paying attention to me. I just want to know, General Thalorian...who are you loyal to now? My father, my father...in the end, does he have ..."

"What news do you expect from me?"

The morning seeker answered irrelevantly:

"If I told you that His Majesty did not die, would you feel relieved? If we told you that he died on the Isle of Quel'Danas, would you feel hopeless?"

"The time to turn to others is over, my prince... the one who shielded you from the wind and rain and paved the way for you has left. Accept this reality. From today onwards, the whole of Quel'Thalas , the fate of the entire race will be borne by you, Kael'thas Sunstrider."

"This will be a heavy mission. It will be a daunting future. The high elves have been pulled down from the top of civilization. From then on, you will lead a group of homeless people to survive in the cracks. It is the most terrible test you will face, but...but some people hope that you and the people behind you will not stop, go forward bravely, and throw away everything in the past!"

"Whether it's happiness or sadness... There is no time to look back, Your Highness, it's time to set off."

"Keng"

A dark red magic long sword was stuck in front of Kael'thas' eyes. The unique shape of the sword was like glass burnt by flames, and there were black burn marks on the outside of the long sword, making it look gray If you don't slip into autumn, you won't show luxury at all.

But anyone who can see its preciousness will know that this is a sharp blade that is contained in the whole world, and the meaning it carries has long gone beyond the weapon itself.

"This is... this is..."

Lana Thiel's eyes were fixed on the magic long sword stuck upside down on the floor. She wanted to say the name of the sword, but before she could say it, Salorian stretched out her hand and stopped her. younger generation.

General Salein stared at the prince in front of him. He saw the blankness in Kael'thas' eyes, like a child at a three-way intersection who didn't know where to go.

"Take it up, Kael'thas, this is your destiny. A person who has been forgotten told me to tell you that you are too weak, you must become stronger, not only strength, but also will, you are born You should sit on the throne of the king of the high elves, but to bear the expectations of the people, that crown is heavier than you imagine..."

"So, he's not dead?"

Kael'thas raised his head and looked at the Dawn Seeker. The yearning gaze made Salein shake his head:

"I won't tell you the answer, I can only say that we will watch your future in the dark, and when you are qualified and able to know the truth, we will wait for your arrival... Until then, Baba Bring out that sword and become the new king in the hearts of the people! Inspire their fighting spirit and courage..."

"If you want to be great...then you have to make sacrifices, it's cruel, it's cruel to anyone, but it's the rules of the grown-up world, I don't know you erase the sadness in your heart, How long will it take to get back together, but we can only give you one night..."

"When the sun rises tomorrow, you, the high elves commanded by the Sun King Kael'thas Sunstrider... will join this battle for honor and survival!"

"Kael'thas Sunstrider, ask yourself...are you ready!"

Salorian's figure turned into a bloody shadow in the darkness, and slowly dissipated in the cold night. At the moment he disappeared, the voice of the elder also quietly sounded in Lana Thiel's ear:

"You want to stand behind Kael'thas? No... Lannathel, you should stand in his shadow. He has his way to greatness, and your way is close at hand. Above As the holder of the Ancient Dragonforged Blade, I declare that you will take over Quel'Delar, but before you can truly wield the Dragonforged Blade, you must prove yourself to it..."

"Good luck, my junior, good luck...Shadow of the Sun..."