When Genn was almost used to this posture after becoming a werewolf, his son Liam finally returned to Gilneas.
Liam hurriedly led a group of tall "people" wearing rough linen cloaks into Greymane's royal garden, and happened to bump into Tess who was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard.
"elder brother?!"
Tess stopped wielding the sword with both hands and looked at the unshaven Liam in a daze. She seemed to have no idea why her brother suddenly came back.
The princess no longer cared about royal etiquette, and ran to Liam dragging her training sword, "Why are you back? Those werewolves didn't attack you, did they?!"
"The journey was relatively safe, but there were some twists and turns. We first entered the depths of the Black Miasma Forest, and then were teleported to the Silver Pine Forest. Arthas asked his cavalry and these elven allies to send Lorna and me back."
"Lorna? Where is she?" Tess looked around and did not find the eldest daughter of the Crowley family.
"Of course she went back to Lord Darius's house. Well, let's stop chatting here. Tess, where is my father? I must see him immediately."
When Tess heard the word "father", her expression became a little stiff, but she soon adjusted, walked up to Liam, and said something into his ear.
Liam's expression also darkened, but he just nodded, "Sure enough, it's still an attack...Tess, take me to see my father first, and we'll talk about anything else later."
"Ah, okay, come with me."
The cloaked men following Liam, at Liam's signal, also sent one of their "smaller" ones to follow Liam and Tess to the secret room where Jean was.
Entering the secret room, Liam breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Gene sitting at the desk, holding a pen in a slightly awkward way and reviewing documents.
"Father, I'm back."
"Liam?" Gene turned his head when he heard the sound and found Liam standing at the door looking at him. He grinned and wanted to smile, but suddenly realized something and quickly closed his mouth. , "Sorry, Liam, I look like this..."
"Father, this is not your fault. By the way, I have good news for you. Prince Arthas has caught the culprit of this mutation. We don't have to worry about werewolves attacking us in a short time."
"Really..." Jean lowered his head and thought for a moment, and found that just as Liam said, although there were incidents of werewolves attacking people or livestock everywhere, there were never large-scale werewolves like in the Black Miasma Forest. of attacking armies and crowds.
"Furthermore, the night elves from the continent across the Endless Sea came here following the news from Arthas to help us solve the werewolf trouble. Let me introduce you, this is Priestess Beretha Starwind. "
"Hello, Your Majesty the King of Gilneas, I am Berisha Starwind, Priest of Elune."
Beressa took off her hood, revealing her lavender skin that was different from humans, and her pointed ears that were longer than the high elves. At the same time, she also saluted Jean.
"Hello," Gene responded with human courtesy, "My son said you can solve the curse on me and my people?"
"To be precise, it's a temporary relief, but it's almost surprising that you can maintain your consciousness in such a posture."
Berisha originally thought that King Jean would have been swallowed up by the werewolf's anger, but she did not expect that although Jean appeared in front of her in the form of a werewolf, he still had normal reason.
"I'm lucky. An old friend of mine is a master alchemist. His latest achievement saved me from turning into a beast - although it looks no different from a beast in appearance." Gene said quite fondly. He shook his head helplessly.
"But his potion did work," Berisha nodded. This was much better than she expected. At least there was no need to help Jean regain his consciousness. "I will help you regain your human form, but you have to If we want to completely get rid of the werewolf's curse, we have to find Sharanir again."
"Sharanir?"
Gene was stunned for a moment, not quite sure what this somewhat awkward name meant.
Berisha quickly explained, "Sharanir is the sacred tree that seals werewolves. Its true location in the real world is in the center of the Black Miasma Forest. Our Moon Priestess and Archdruid have brought Heading there with the Luna Scythe."
"In the depths of the Black Miasma Forest...that's why they came out from there?" The expression on Jean's wolf face was unclear, making it impossible to know what he was thinking in his heart.
Liam was about to say something, but Berisha said first, "Yes, that's right, some of my tribe members and I have an unshirkable responsibility for the werewolf thing, but please don't get me wrong, this is not It's all night elves' fault, and we're here to remedy our mistakes."
Jean waved his hand, "Sorry, you misunderstood. I don't want to put the werewolf's mistakes on the friends who helped us. I just want to know who is the real culprit of the werewolf's restlessness this time. "
Liam quickly said at this time, "Father, it is Archmage Arugal. It was he who awakened the werewolves in the Eastern Kingdom and freed them from the seal of the holy tree. Those werewolves also took this opportunity to escape."
"Arugal..." Genn frowned, "I heard this name... in the recommendation letter from the court mage. Someone recommended that I appoint him as the royal archmage of Gilneas, saying that he has Extremely powerful and extremely knowledgeable... I didn’t expect him to be such a person?”
Originally, Jean had wanted to meet the Archmage, but he was delayed due to a series of things involving Liam and Darius. Fortunately, he hadn't recruited the Archmage yet, otherwise the werewolf disaster might have broken out. The city center of Gilneas.
"If that mage really did something good, I will definitely let him understand Greymane's anger." There was a little anger in Jean's voice, but the king has learned how to suppress himself in this form. of anger to prevent the werewolf form from becoming more uncontrollable.
"You have perfect control over your emotions. Maybe...maybe this form is not a complete curse."
Berissa also realized this. Jean became a werewolf like Lalar, but compared to the arrogant Lalar at that time, although Jean only experienced a few decades as a human being, , but as a king, he has much better control over emotions and reason than young Lelar.
And that is exactly what happened. Jean has finally controlled the anger in the werewolf's heart and made this power work for him.
Beressa nodded, "King Jean, I will prepare a ritual for you to temporarily suppress the werewolf's posture. During this time, you can return to a normal human appearance, but if you want to completely get rid of the werewolf curse, Affected, we still have to go to the depths of the Black Miasma Forest."
"This is not a problem. However, Madam Priest, I would like to ask if the people of Gilneas who also bear this curse can also go to the Holy Tree to eliminate the influence of the werewolf curse." Jean heard that he could change back to his original form. In the end, there was not much emotional fluctuation. On the contrary, he thought of his own people first.
"Of course, Your Majesty, this is why we are here. We will help everyone eliminate the influence of the werewolf curse. This is our responsibility and what we must do." Berisha nodded without hesitation. , if there is anything else in this world that can relieve her inner guilt, it is to help these suffering lives.
When Berisha used a ritual to suppress the werewolf for Jean, she thought of her long-lost lover Avel. The priestess sighed softly: Avil, I will atone for the mistakes I made.
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On the other side of the Greymane Wall, Arthas stood on the observation deck of the camp not far from the high wall. He glanced at Avel who was lying next to him, but deliberately separated himself from a distance.
"Why don't you go find your lover Berisa? Also, you don't have to deliberately stay away from me. Frostmourne will not harm the soul at will without my instructions."
Avel used his front paws to pull his chin, "Beryssa has her responsibilities, and after such a long time, she should also start a new life. I am just a ghost wandering in the wilderness, not the one and She is a druid who gets along day and night. My task now is to guard here to prevent those werewolves from escaping."
"You didn't even go see her, how do you know she should have forgotten you?" Alsace smiled and shook his head, leaning on the guardrail of the observation deck, "Human beings can wait a lifetime for their lover."
"The lifespan of human beings is very short. They go from youth to old age in just a few decades," Avel's voice was dull, "But elves are different. They have the protection of the Moon God and the World Tree, even for thousands of years. Time will not change their appearance at all, they will live forever and stay young forever."
"Yes, human life is very short. From birth to eternal sleep, the longest period is only a hundred years. However, how do you know that night elves will be like humans, spending their unimaginable life waiting for someone Someone who might never come back?”
Arthas looked up at the white lady in the sky, the incarnation of the "Moon God", "Sometimes, it is easy to create a powerful artifact, but it is difficult to wait for the right person."
Avel lay on the wooden floor of the observatory. He didn't make a sound for a long time, but his eyes unconsciously drifted to the bright moon in the sky.
Compared to humans, the life of a night elf is almost eternity long. One hundred or two hundred years, a period of time that is unimaginable for most humans, may be just a reincarnation of the night elf watching alone under the moon.
And who is willing to spend almost eternity waiting for an answer that they know does not exist?
