"Fandral? No..." Malfurion suddenly had mixed feelings when he heard his student's name. Although he wanted to deny the answer, Tyrande's investigation and evidence collection, as well as all the troubles he encountered now, proved that This is the truth.
"The Cenarion Council was instigated by him. Although there were some different voices within, they were all suppressed by Fandral. After Cenarius' death, the members of the Council were already full of resentment. Fandral took this opportunity to make a fuss. Stir up the anger in their hearts." Broll said what he had seen and thought during this period, "I am worried that if this continues, the Cenarion Circle will be destroyed by this anger that has nowhere to vent."
"..." Malfurion held his forehead a little tiredly. Tyrande walked to him with concern. Malfurion looked at Tyrande with a slightly apologetic look after a moment, "Tylande...I I really want to go back with you and solve the problems faced by our people, but the Emerald Dream needs me. The green dragons have been attacked by nightmares. If I leave at this time, they may be unable to survive alone."
Tyrande is also extremely entangled. The importance of Malfurion is self-evident. His unique connection with the dreamland makes him an important fighting force here. In many wilderness demigods are sleeping, and Cenarius only has his soul left. At that time, the last help for the Green Dragonflight was Malfurion and his druids.
If Malfurion returned at this time and the Green Dragon Legion was corrupted by the nightmare attack, it would be an even more terrible disaster.
Just when Tyrande was ready to not take Malfurion back, Cenarius suddenly returned here. The half-man, half-deer wilderness demigod made a loud voice, "No, my student, you are now You and Tyrande should go back, your people need you."
"But, teacher-" Malfurion was a little confused.
"Don't worry, the nightmare attack has indeed receded. Although they are still a potential danger, I received news from the Green Dragon. The guardian dragons appeared in the dream, and the nightmare was destroyed by their power. Solved, they are now working to resolve the remaining nightmares and remove the curse from Ysera."
Malfurion's face showed joy, "The dragon kings actually provided such timely support. Then I must return to Teldrassil as soon as possible. I cannot let our new home become a breeding ground for darkness."
Cenarius nodded slightly, and at the same time gently swept his left hand wrapped in vines and vegetation in front of everyone, "Although my body is dead, I can still mobilize the power of nature. I hope this power can help you, go, warrior them."
Blessings from dreams and nature enveloped the four of them. Malfurion felt that the curse of Dawn Mai on him was fading away, and his body was calling for his return, "I'm waiting for you in Darnassus."
After saying that, Malfurion's soul gradually faded from the dream and returned to his body, while Tyrande, Hamuul and Broll felt the fatigue caused by the journey and battle gradually disappear. Among them, Hamuul and Broll Rohr feels that his connection with nature has become even further, and his understanding of the Druid's way has reached a new level.
Tyrande bowed to Cenarius, "Thank you, forest demigod. I hope to see you running again on Azeroth soon."
"There will come a day, child. I still want to attend your and Malfurion's wedding." Cenarius looked at Tyrande with kind eyes. He regarded Tyrande and Malfurion as his own. The two of them had put their personal affairs behind them for ten thousand years, and now it was time for a little push.
Tyrande also smiled, "When everything is over and peace returns, Malfurion and I will invite you to our wedding."
"I can feel that day won't be long."
"Is this a prophecy?" Tyrande asked curiously.
"No, this is a blessing." Cenarius smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked deeper into the dream, gradually disappearing like an erased picture.
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Tyrande opened her eyes suddenly and sat up from the stone bed. She subconsciously stretched out her right hand, but was caught by a pair of big warm hands.
"You're back, Tyrande." Malfurion held Tyrande's hand. He had been waiting here for a long time.
"How late am I, Malfurion?"
"In less than an hour, it seems that you and the teacher chatted for a while." Malfurion was not surprised. The sense of time in dreams is very confusing. Sometimes you feel that several days have passed, but in reality it has just passed. Dozens of minutes and vice versa.
"Well... now we have to rush to Cenarion District, Fandral should be there now." Tyrande took some time to adapt to the feeling of returning from the dream, and then said immediately, "Every time you delay a little more, there will be Many more died in vain in Silithus."
"It's not that urgent. Fandral will be punished for what he did, but I'd rather know why he did it."
Malfurion raised the biggest doubt about the whole matter. He imprisoned the teacher, drove his colleagues crazy, and incited the emotions of his compatriots, intending to start a war without adequate preparation... Could it be that Fandral had been pretending for thousands of years before? How it came out? What exactly made him take these radical and abnormal actions.
Tyrande was also very confused. Although she knew about Fandral's rebellious behavior and obtained tangible evidence, the truth of the matter was still shrouded in mystery. She felt that Malfurion was right, they should first Find the cause of everything, otherwise if Fandar is punished, the next Darfan will appear.
But neither of them expected that the answer to this question would be quickly explained.
Not long after returning to the Temple of the Moon, Tyrande discovered that Shandris was not there. Just when he was about to send someone to ask what was going on, he found his adopted daughter rushing into the room in a hurry.
Shandris was surprised at first when she saw Malfurion and Tyrande, and then she was very happy, "Mother, Shandor, you are back!"
"Well, Shandris, you are so anxious, what happened?" Tyrande saw his daughter's chest rising and falling due to breathlessness, and wanted to ask what happened.
Shandris immediately put the sentinels on guard, sealed off the Temple of the Moon, and told Tyrande and Malfurion everything she had learned from Astrana.
The more they listened, the more they frowned, until finally they both let out a long sigh at the same time.
"Savis, this heinous bastard, he is the one behind all this! I was too kind at the beginning and gave him the possibility to do evil today!"
This was Malfurion's rage against his old enemy.
"Fandral... he is a poor man. We all thought he had recovered from Valstann's death, but he actually collapsed in that disaster..." Tyrande never expected that Tangtang was A great druid actually betrayed the entire Kaldorei clan for this reason.
She knew that Fandral was not incapable of distinguishing Xavius's deception. At least Xavius could not have deceived him with a simple illusion and was willing to betray his people. It was because he did not want to experience loss again. The child was in pain, even though he knew the illusion was false.
However, now that the evidence of Fandral's corruption was conclusive and the reason was clear, Malfurion and Tyrande were no longer prepared to wait any longer. They immediately prepared to capture Fandral first and then discuss how to deal with Fandral.
"By the way, Shandris, ask Ryan to pay more attention and take good care of Leyana and her daughter. Without Fandral, they can only rely on each other for survival..." Tyrande felt a little heartbroken, Fandral committed His sins cannot be pardoned. Although the elves will not sentence his people to death, Fandral may face permanent imprisonment.
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