"Shiva, have you really decided not to stay in Quel'Thalas? Kael'thas and the other rangers will welcome your return." Arthas rode Invincible and looked at Sylvana who was a little distracted. Si asked.
"There is no shortage of ranger generals in Quel'Thalas. I know there are many outstanding rangers in the Farstrider army who can take my place: Lor'themar, Halduron, etc. It's time for the Farstriders to replace themselves with someone who is not a Windrunner. People from the family have taken the lead, and maybe this can also reassure the officials of Silvermoon City." Sylvanas's voice was a little weak, and she seemed to have other things on her mind.
"Do you still remember what Krasus said to you when he was manipulated?" Arthas saw through Sylvanas's inner thoughts, "Those are just words of the Dread Lord to sow discord. Don't take it too seriously."
"I - well, forget it, Arthas, you know a lot of things. You should know better than me whether what the Dread Lord said is true."
Sylvanas' words made it difficult for Arthas to answer. After all, although he knew that it was an instigation from Sasovar, what he said was all the truth, but it was changed to make people more nervous. Just say it in a way.
The elf ranger suddenly looked at Arthas, his blue eyes flashing with a different look, "You are really different from other humans, Arthas."
"Why do you say that?" Arthas was a little strange.
"You are powerful but not arrogant, mysterious yet approachable, like the most devout believer and the most rebellious monster," Sylvanas said in a poem, "I have met many humans in my life. , among them there are powerful warriors, righteous paladins, unruly mages and holy priests, but none of them are like you, like an impenetrable whirlpool, attracting and swallowing all eyes."
"Your literary attainments are good, Shiva. Maybe if you were not a ranger, you could still find a job as a professor in the academy of Silvermoon City." Arthas teased.
"I think so too, but it's all thanks to that guy Lor'themar. Apart from drawing a bow and shooting arrows, he just held a collection of poems and shook his head." Sylvanas recalled the past time in her mind. The eldest sister and the younger sister were still with her, and the younger brother was running back and forth in front of the three sisters, showing off his poor archery skills.
During that time, she and her comrades sang happily in the forest, and she also accepted her first and only human apprentice. Maris was a smart girl, and she was also the first to let Sylvanas A human who felt different, and long after that, Sylvanas met the second object that made her extremely curious.
Arthas Menethil.
She still remembered her first encounter with Alsace.
This human prince came to her side in a heroic manner and saved her and the lives of the rangers. Sylvanas felt that if the eldest sister and the younger sister were put in their position at that time, maybe there would be no death. Turalyon and Rhonin were both confused - or if Arthas showed up earlier than Nathanos, then she might be attracted to Arthas.
It's a pity that Sylvanas has passed the age where she can fall in love because of this kind of thing, but she still has a crush on Arthas, otherwise she wouldn't have invited him to her banquet, and she finally ran to Alsace when she was desperate. Alsace.
For Sylvanas, Arthas is a trustworthy friend and comrade-in-arms, but as a woman's intuition, she can clearly feel that Arthas is different from all humans... and even all mortal races. Arthas carries a heavier burden than anyone else.
That was not imposed on him by others, but something Alsace voluntarily shouldered.
Sylvanas didn't understand what kind of burden this was before, but after meeting Kael'thas today and meeting the fleeing elven civilians, she suddenly realized that the temperament that Arthas exuded inadvertently and Kael'thas looked so much like him just now.
After a moment, Arthas pondered and extended an invitation to Sylvanas, "Actually, the problem of the Sunwell is not unsolvable. We should be lucky. The Sunwell is not the only source of magic in this world. If you want to know more about it, If there are some things, I will meet with Kael'thas tonight, and you can come and listen together."
"In what capacity?" Sylvanas suddenly asked.
Arthas glanced at Sylvanas with a half-smile, "As you wish."
Sylvanas also responded with a smile, "I understand, but I have to go back to the Windrunner Tower first to get some things. I was in a hurry last time, so I have to deal with some things first."
"I will let Matigosa take you to teleport. I don't think you want to come into contact with the elf mages for the time being, let alone let them access the teleportation circle of the Windrunner Tower."
Sylvanas laughed loudly and said a wisecrack, "If only you and Nathanos combined, then I would really love you to death, hahaha!"
"Well."
These words immediately silenced Arthas. He looked at his thick arms, then thought about the flowing figures of Nathanos and Sylvanas, and shuddered.
It’s not necessary to become like Nathanos, at least I’m quite satisfied with who I am now.
Arthas thought so, but he was quite pleased to see Sylvanas regaining her former glory - this ranger general has paid too much for the people of Quel'Thalas, maybe in another way , it’s not bad to live for herself.
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"I will wait for you here. If you need anything, just call me." Matigosa sat on a bench in the courtyard outside the Tower of Windrunner. She did not intend to follow Sylvanas in. She did not intend to pry. Sylvanas' privacy.
"Thank you, Matigosa."
Sylvanas looked at the home she had not seen for many days with a look of nostalgia in her eyes. She used the magic key to open the door that was blocked by magic. Even though she had not been at home for some time, the arcane magic applied inside ensured that the tower was safe. Everything is as neat as ever, and if there is no external influence, this neatness can last for hundreds or thousands of years.
The secrets of magic are used by high elves in every aspect of their lives, but starting today, they should realize that magic and the Sunwell will make their destiny astray.
After arriving in her parents' study, Sylvanas stared at the portraits of her parents for a few seconds, then sighed softly and touched the frame with her hand.
"Mother, father, the little sister is living a good and happy life...but...I have not been able to find any trace of the eldest sister. Even our compatriots are about to face an unknown future. What should I do..."
After a brief silence, Sylvanas gathered her mood and took out a small necklace set with sapphire from the bookcase. This was a gift given to her and Vereesa by her sister Alleria before she left. The only thought left to them by their sister.
Sylvanas pressed the gem against her cheek, seemingly recalling the warmth and confidence her family had brought her. Unfortunately, the cold touch of the gem still brought her thoughts back to reality.
"well."
Sylvanas held the necklace, placed it close to her body, arranged all the furnishings in the room, and finally left the Tower of Windrunner with some nostalgia.
Maybe she won't come back for a long time in the future. After all, there is nothing left here except memories. Now, Sylvanas thinks there are more important things waiting for her to do.
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