"You're right, Arthas. It does take a lot of time to cleanse them, but I think I should be able to wait - the trolls have once again proved that they are just hanging on for a while. With allies like you and Lordaeron, I will fight against those rotten councils to the end." Kael'thas cleared his throat and said solemnly.
Sylvanas originally thought so, until Arthas, who was silent for a while, said the next sentence.
"No, you don't have that time."
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The three of them looked at Alsace in confusion, expecting his explanation.
"It should be said that we don't have that time." Arthas felt that it was time to sound the alarm to these elves who still wanted to use time tactics.
"As one of the oldest inheritances in the world, I think you should know very well that this world is not that safe at all - this is the original reason why you Quel'dorei created the Bandi Norel Barrier."
Kael'thas' expression changed and he said solemnly, "How do you know about this?"
Sylvanas and Rommath both looked puzzled at this time. Of the two of them, one did not have that deep understanding of magic, and the other had not yet entered the center of power in Quel'Thalas and had no idea about this secret. learn.
"Of course it's because this matter itself is abnormal. The magic power of the Sunwell is tightly restricted to the core of Quel'Thalas by Bendy Norel. If it weren't for this reason, the trolls would never be able to Hiding in the primeval forests and mountains of the east for so many years.”
Something seems wrong? Sylvanas is in the authority and has always ignored this matter - after the end of the Troll War, the high-end combat power of the trolls was almost wiped out, but the elves still retain a considerable number of archmages. Logically speaking, that Now is the best time to completely eliminate future troubles. Why have the trolls been allowed to linger for thousands of years?
The archmages backed by the magic power of the Sunwell should be able to sweep away the entire forest easily!
"Bandi Norel means 'gatekeeper' in Thalassian, but it not only guards the gate of Quel'Thalas, but also guards the gate of Azeroth."
Alsace's faint voice penetrated directly into the hearts of the three of them, "You shouldn't have forgotten that battle ten thousand years ago, right?"
"Then you should know the bad reputation of the Burning Legion! A powerful source of magic like the Sunwell is like a bright light in the dark universe!"
"Can Bandinorel really conceal the magic of the Sunwell forever? Kael'thas, don't forget the rune stone stolen by Gul'dan during the Second Orc War! Don't you think , are the auras on those orcs very familiar?"
"Legion, we'll be back soon."
"The powerful energy of the Sunwell is the best choice for the demons to build large portals to allow the terrifying demon lords to quickly reach Azeroth from the Twisting Nether. Therefore, after the catastrophe, do you think Quel'Thalas will How about it?"
Kael'thas was speechless by what the human prince said, and a rather strange atmosphere of silence remained in the living room until Arthas himself broke it, "Now, do you think you really still have so much time to spend with us?" Does your parliament play political games?"
"Moreover, the result of the fight against the trolls this time is not as optimistic as you think. Zuljin came back and recalled the old troops of the Amani trolls and their Loa gods. For at most ten years, he and his trolls The army will come back!"
"At that time, you will not be facing a small group of miscellaneous trolls, but an army that is comparable to the troll wars thousands of years ago!"
Kael'thas glanced at Sylvanas, and the ranger general nodded stiffly.
The Elf Prince took a deep breath, "Okay, Arthas, let's not talk about the legion for now. It is too far away after all. But I now understand our dangerous situation, and I will return to Quel'Thala from Dalaran. Si, go find my father."
Arthas' expression was serious, "No matter what, I stand on the side of humanity, Lordaeron, and Azeroth as a whole. After all, at the moment of life and death for the entire world, we cannot stay out of it."
Kael'thas, who rarely saw Arthas showing such an expression, asked one last question before canceling the call, "How can you confirm what you said about the Burning Legion?"
"In five years, Medivh will come back. If you stay in Dalaran then, you will understand."
Kael'thas nodded after hearing this, and without asking Arthas how he knew, he cut off the mana output, and the magic image disappeared.
Archmage Rommath didn't talk too much. He was a loyal follower of Kael'thas and would not meddle in things he shouldn't. After giving him the space parcel that Kael'thas had given to Arthas, Rommath left alone.
For a moment, only Arthas and Sylvanas were left in the living room. Sylvanas sorted out the explosive news she had just received and asked Arthas, "Is everything you said true?"
"What's the point of lying to you?" Arthas straightened the collar of his clothes and said calmly, "You should have seen the rise of the trolls. With the current state of Quel'Thalas, is there really a way to deal with them alone?"
"At least relying on Far Traveler alone won't work." Sylvanas' tone was quite helpless.
"The invasion of the orcs is not as simple as it seems. It involves many huge conspiracies. I have said now that it will not have any effect except to make you more troubled. You just need to know that the Legion is behind this."
After this conversation, the mood of the two people participating in the banquet was much lighter. Alsa paused for a while and continued, "Let's deal with the matter at hand first. Even if the doomsday is coming tomorrow, we must do the next thing well." The right thing to do."
After speaking, Arthas was about to leave the hall, but Sylvanas stopped him, "Arthas, I said before that I want to express my gratitude to you."
"Actually, that's what I should do. You were injured at the time, so you're no match for that guy, so don't take it too seriously." Arthas shrugged nonchalantly, "And Kael'thas has already given me a thank you gift. "
"He should have given you some precious materials or magic weapons. Although the Windrunner family is not as rich as the Sunstriders, I think I still have something I can get my hands on." Sylvanas took out a copy The contract was handed to Alsace.
"This is?"
"There is a small manor one or two kilometers away from Windrunner Manor. Didn't you say that you also want to build one? Then I will just give you one." Sylvanas said with a chuckle, "There is a small manor there. Specialized small teleportation array, I think you should have enough money to find someone to build another teleportation array, right?"
Alsace took the title deed and looked at it, but he didn't refuse. "A seaside manor with a large beach. This gift is really hard for me to refuse."
"Then we will be neighbors from now on. If you have time, come and visit me. At least I am quite familiar with the southern forest."
A manor was nothing to Sylvanas. Anyway, she was the only one in the Windrunner family who stayed in Quel'Thalas. The maintenance of such an unproductive manor was a huge expense.
After spending a few days in Quel'Thalas, Arthas returned directly to the royal capital of Lordaeron through the teleportation array in Windrunner Manor.
After walking out of the mage tower, Arthas was thinking about whether to go to Dalaran and ask two mages to repair the teleportation array first - the climate and scenery of Quel'Thalas met his requirements, except for the Except that the concentration of magic power is too high, everything is beautiful.
It's a pity that it's not time to stay in the comfortable and peaceful manor. Alsace still has many things to deal with, otherwise these wonderful days may really be the last days of his life.
His father, King Tenaris, seemed to be receiving envoys from some country, so Arthas returned to a training ground next to the palace garden alone.
Arthas took out the space package that Kael'thas gave him, and after checking it, he couldn't help but admire that the elves were indeed wealthy.
"Mithril, true silver and thorium, hey, they are all metal ingots smelted by ancient elven techniques." Alsace counted the number of these precious ores. The metal ingots that exuded a magical shimmer were engraved with complex inscriptions. The pattern looks like the handiwork of an elf at first glance.
He estimated that these ores alone were no less valuable than the manor gifted by Sylvanas, let alone other materials and rare herbs.
Unfortunately, although these materials are precious, they will not be of much use to Alsace for a while.
He does have the idea of building a weapon of his own. Although his current warhammer [Power of Menethil] was made by a master requested by the Lordaeron royal family, and the materials are the best that can be found at present, if Arthas uses the Holy Light with all his strength, he will still leave some traces on it. cause irreversible damage.
It is estimated that if he does not explode at full strength a few times, his war hammer may come to an end.
There is actually one weapon in Tirisfal Glades that can withstand his strong holy light. But looking for this weapon now is almost like dying. It is not a simple tomb, but two Azeroth. The battlefield where powerful entities on the planet battle it out.
Therefore, Alsace could only make do with the current weapons. Fortunately, the enemies he needed to deal with were not yet to the point where he needed to fight tooth and nail. An epic weapon like the Warhammer was already enough.
"Send these materials to Muradin in a while and let him help me build a brand new armor."
Arthas thought of his destroyed armor and determined the use of these materials.
