"Madam, are you sure His Highness the Prince wants to 'summon' us?" Halduron was riding on a combat chocobo, very puzzled.
Last night, Sylvanas found him and Lor'themar and asked Halduron to follow her to Silvermoon City. Prince Kael'thas summoned him in an emergency, while Lor'themar was responsible for commanding the ranger troops to continue. Fight against Naga.
Halduron was full of questions about this emergency order. Although Kael'thas was a prince, he rarely exercised the prince's power. Because of the suppression of the parliament, he was unwilling to completely fall out with the parliament, so he rarely interfered with the silver industry. Government affairs in Moon City.
But what Sylvanas is saying now is that Prince Kael'thas is going to summon them at the Silvermoon Court, which is unprecedented.
Sylvanas's expression was uncertain. After holding it in for a long time, she just said one sentence, "Don't ask so many questions. The matter is very complicated. You should follow me when the time comes and don't talk nonsense."
"This..." Halduron looked at his superior and did not refute in the end, "I understand."
Strangely enough, after leaving the southern end of Yongsong Forest where the Ranger troops were stationed, it started to rain lightly in the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, and bursts of thunder could be heard from time to time.
The magic arranged by the high elves has almost enveloped the entire territory of Quel'Thalas. In the territory within the barrier, there is almost no such weather, maybe not once in decades.
This made Halduron feel some inexplicable anxiety. Sylvanas was unwilling to reveal more things to him. Although he trusted his ranger general unconditionally, this series of strange things made him a little unsure.
Halduron has never seen Sylvanas show such an expression. Even when she inherited the responsibility of Ranger General and took on this important task, it was very likely that she would be tied to this position forever. It's also very peaceful.
Unlike the councilmen who sit in Silvermoon City and enjoy the blessings, the Ranger General is a real position with his head tied to his belt. The entire vast Quel'Thalas will be directly threatened, that is, the southern forest.
There is a troll base camp here, as well as a vast and empty coastline that needs to be defended. Even if the Farstrider rangers work alternately day and night, they cannot guarantee that every place is impregnably guarded.
But the councilors far away in Silvermoon City didn't think so. They represented the interests of the oldest factions. They didn't care about the life and death of the rangers at all. There were even trolls that broke through the ranger's defenses. You can unscrupulously shift the responsibility to the travelers.
The Far Travelers almost fell out with the councilors a few times. Unfortunately, the cornerstone of Silvermoon City is still the complete mage system, which is even more "solid" and "solid" than Dalaran.
Moreover, Silvermoon City can ignore the life and death of civilians in remote areas, but the Far Walkers cannot. Most of the Farstriders' rangers grew up in areas far away from Silvermoon City, and the residents here are their friends and relatives.
No matter how much Silver Moon City makes things difficult for the Far Travelers, they can only hold it in. If nothing else, the magic energy needed to maintain normal life is in the hands of the mages.
Various reasons caused Silvermoon City to eat up Farstriders. Of course, for Silvermoon City, Farstriders are temporarily irreplaceable, so they barely maintained their relationship with Sylvanas. There was no falling out with the Farstriders.
Thinking of this, Halduron suddenly felt that the journey to Silvermoon City might be a little difficult.
It rained all day until evening. When the two men's chocobos stopped in front of the Shepherd's Gate, there was already a large group of heavily armed Silvermoon City guards waiting for them.
"I am Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner. Under the order of His Royal Highness, I entered Silvermoon City to meet His Highness."
Sylvanas took out the special crest of the ranger unit, and a faint magic mark appeared in the rain and fog. A Silvermoon City soldier walked out of the queue and saluted Sylvanas, "Thank you, Ms. Windrunner. His Highness the Prince has prepared the frame for you."
Halduron watched with a stern expression as the guards led his and Sylvanas's mounts to the animal pens aside. The two rangers stepped onto the luxuriously decorated carriage in silence.
In the carriage, Sylvanas took off her cloak that was soaked by the rain. She showed a little tiredness at this time. After hanging the cloak on the hook on one side, she looked at Halduron.
"Don't be so nervous, Halduron, this matter only concerns me."
"Madam, what happened?" Halduron sighed, "You know, I am not nervous, but worried about you. The Farstrider army cannot be without someone to lead it for a day, that guy Lor'themar It’s still a little short of heat.”
"No one is born a ranger general, Halduron. I am not, and neither is my mother. This title does not belong exclusively to the Windrunner family."
Sylvanas leaned back and leaned on the soft chair. She said softly, "I don't know the specific situation, but I am sure that Silvermoon City is going to change. The entire Quil Salas will be in for a big shock."
Halduron wanted to ask more questions, but no matter what he said, Sylvanas just gave an evasive answer, leaving him still unclear about the reason.
He didn't understand: the letter came from Prince Kael'thas, and the prince was obviously on the side of the rangers. Why was Sylvanas so pessimistic?
Halduron thought hard but couldn't figure out the answer to the question until he and Sylvanas appeared in the Silver Moon Court.
Unexpectedly, there were no powerful councilors in the royal court. Instead, there was only Kael'thas, with his back to the gate, standing in the center of the royal court - where the Sun King usually is.
Halduron followed Sylvanas without saying a word, preparing to observe the situation first, but Sylvanas' next move made Halduron panic in an instant.
Sylvanas walked forward, half-knelt on the ground decisively, buried her head, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty."
"Sylvanas Windrunner, you are finally here. Do you know your guilt?" Kael'thas's voice was like ice. He turned around, and under the shadow of the royal court's gauze curtain, his face looked... Extraordinarily cold and gloomy.
Halduron also immediately knelt on the ground. Although he didn't know what happened, when he lowered his head, he saw the dim symbol of the Sunstrider family - Flame Strike - on Arthas' waist.
This long sword containing powerful magic power now looks a little dark, and the magic power it exudes has become very unstable, just like Halduron's brain, a mess.
What did he just hear: Your Majesty? Is Sylvanas guilty?
Halduron instinctively wanted to refute it out loud, but thinking of Sylvanas's reminder to him in advance, even if he had all kinds of confusion at the moment, he could only swallow it in his stomach.
"It was my negligence that caused the ranger troops to be too spread out. I was focused on blocking the Naga and fish-men stragglers. In order to increase my own achievements, I ignored the enemy's movements."
When she said these words, Halduron noticed that Sylvanas's body was shaking slightly, and her arm, which would not shake at all even when pulling the bow under the worst circumstances, was now shaking constantly.
“Ranger General Sylvanas Windrunner neglected her duties and neglected to take precautions, allowing the Naga army to cross Farstrider’s defenses without warning and raid Quel’Danas. Fortunately, the late king organized it in time. The guards of the Sunwell fought back and held on until reinforcements from Silvermoon City arrived. However, the late king died in the battle, and the elite guards of the Sunwell suffered heavy casualties. You alone should bear the responsibility. Windrunner, are you willing to accept the Silvermoon Council? And my sentence?”
"I...I have no objection."
no disagreement? !
Halduron's eyes almost popped out. What did he hear? Why were all these messy crimes suddenly placed on Sylvanas?
The ranger troops guard the defense line day and night. Are they waiting for this kind of treatment from Silvermoon City?
Halduron's fists clenched suddenly, and anger suddenly rushed into his heart - is this Silvermoon City? Is this the kingdom that the Farstrider troops defended at the cost of their lives? !
They actually slandered the heroes of Quel'Thalas and trampled on the dignity of the Farstriders!
When Sylvanas was taken away by the royal guards, Halduron was still kneeling on the ground, motionless, like a sculpture, lifeless at all.
Kael'thas looked at the Ranger General's coat of arms in his hand and said, "Although Sylvanas is unforgivable, the Farstrider troops were deceived by her and should treat the Farstriders with kindness and tolerance. For the rest of us, Halduron Brightwing, the Ranger General's duties will be temporarily taken over by you and Lor'themar Theron, and you will continue to serve the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas."
"Halduron...do your will."
The clenched fists were finally loosened. Halduron Brightwing's eyes were blank. He didn't know why he agreed to the canonization of Kael'thas as the "King". However, when he thought of those who were still fighting against the enemy on the front line, As he fought with his brothers and sisters, he suddenly realized that the Farstriders needed someone to guide them, at least... at least they were innocent.
Like a walking corpse, Halduron completed the following etiquette stiffly, took Sylvanas's coat of arms, and left the royal court step by step.
After the new "temporary" Ranger General left the royal court, the arcane crystals around the room gradually lost their magical brilliance and returned to their original appearance.
Kael'thas's stern and gloomy expression changed instantly, replaced by all kinds of helplessness and distress. What Halduron didn't know was that Kael'thas was also full of questions and confusion at this moment.
"Father...why did you want me to do this? What did you know in the last moments of your life?"
Kael'thas held the Flame Strike, which was filled with chaotic magic power, in his hands. In the dark hall, the Flame Strike exuded a faint orange flame.
At this time, the sky outside the royal court was still gloomy, and raindrops continued to fall on the exquisite Silver Moon City.
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"The Sun King is dead?"
When Arthas got the news, he was stunned. He looked at Nathanos in disbelief, "Are you sure?"
Sun King Anastarian, even in the entire Azeroth, is ranked among the strongest. Although his life has reached the twilight years of the high elves, his mastery and use of magic are profound. Unfathomable.
"I am sure, and the Farstrider troops have undergone earth-shaking changes. Sylvanas has been removed from her position and imprisoned in prison. The Farstriders are now led by her deputies and subordinates."
Nathanos's face was as cold as ice, but he was still meticulous when answering Arthas' questions.
"Is this an order from the Silvermoon Council or Kael'thas?" Arthas thought of Kael'thas' emergency return to Silvermoon City some time ago. Since then, there has been no news from him. As a result, this happened. This kind of thing was far beyond Alsace's expectations.
"He is the new king of Quel'Thalas... to be precise, he is a quasi-king, because Kael'thas has not held a coronation ceremony yet." Nathanos returned, "According to reliable information, the former Sun King should be Died during the naga's raid on the Sunwell."
Die in the naga raid on the Sunwell? Why did the Naga launch an attack on the Sunwell?
Arthas immediately thought of the missing Illidan. Only the Naga following him would find the Sunwell for no reason at this time and launch a raid.
Naga who is loyal to Azshara will never have any thoughts about the Sunwell. Firstly, Azshara does not need such a "fake". Her current thoughts are on the ancient god N'zoth. Secondly, There is no way that Naga can occupy the Sunwell.
That is the key and lifeblood of the high elves. If you raid Eversong Forest and Silvermoon City, the elves will fight hard with you, but if you want to take action on the Sunwell, there will be a large number of people waiting for you who may even die. A madman who doesn’t want them.
The Sunwell is a reverse scale that the high elves will never allow others to touch. Naga is looking for trouble and goes to such a place to attack. Unless they plan to exterminate the high elves as a race, it is absolutely impossible for them to do such a thing until they are completely wiped out. Things that were meaningless before the High Elves.
Moreover, Arthas could not help but think of Illidan because he knew the location of Quel'Danas Island and the Sunwell Highlands so accurately despite the high elves deliberately concealing it.
Or simply put, this matter is most likely the work of Illidan. It is not surprising that he would find the high elf Arthas, but what he is doing now is very confusing.
Arthas didn't know whether the death of the Sun King had anything to do with Illidan, but Kael'thas's order was abnormal. Unless Kael'thas had been brainwashed or simply turned into a puppet, he would never be like this. Treat Sylvanas.
Moreover, Sylvanas herself did not refute it at all. Instead, she admitted her "unfounded" crime: Naga was originally active under the sea. With them on the coast, the elves' ships could not leave the port, so they were raided. Okay, can you blame the Far Traveler?
Blame it on those mages guarding the mage tower! At least the real problem is that their detection magic didn't detect Naga!
Therefore, after receiving the news, Arthas' first reaction was to doubt the authenticity of the news, and now, he began to wonder if there was any inside story behind the death of the Sun King.
