After walking out of the Prophet's room and shook his eyes with Akama beside him, Hatalu came to Maradal with a unique look on his face, "Do you have time tonight? Let's find a place to have two drinks?"

Maradal, who had already guessed Hatalu's idea, smiled and nodded: "I remember opening a new tavern in the market area east of the town. I heard that the snake fruit wine brewed inside is quite good. Let's try it together!"

After saying goodbye to the other three, the two turned around and walked towards the other side. Until the figure slowly disappeared, Osal suddenly turned his head and looked at Nari who was thinking about something: "There is a restaurant on the first street of the civilian area. It is said that the food inside is quite good. My deputy La Anda often recommends it to me. Nari, if you have nothing else, how about we have dinner together?"

Unexpectedly, Osal would invite him, Nari was shocked. After subconsciously refusing to refuse, she swallowed inexplicably, then nodded indiscriminately, followed Osal in another direction, leaving behind the lonely Akama standing there with a look of pain.

In the tavern, he never expected that two archbishops would come to patronize the tavern owners who would come to visit the second floor VIP room in a hurry. After the group of people sat down, he hurriedly ran downstairs while calling the bartender to entertain him.

A moment later, amid the customers' dissatisfaction complaints, the tavern owner apologized loudly and said that the order was exempted, while arranging someone to post a closing notice.

Hearing the noise downstairs on the second floor, Hatalu looked at the silly Maradal and smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect that we came today, which affected the boss' opening the door to do business."

Maradal nodded softly after hearing this: "Indeed, this is why we don't go out easily! Well, Hatalu, if you feel guilty, just pay more at the checkout!"

"That's all!"

After the two of them sat down and were silent for a moment, Hatalu took the lead and said, "Maladar, why do you agree with Neri's proposal today? Don't you see the current dilemma of our Delaney?"

"Of course I understand!"

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Maradal frowned and put it down, then looked straight into Hatalu's eyes and said, "But the person you don't understand is you!"

Hatalu was stunned when she heard this and asked inexplicably: "What does this mean?"

"You are blinded by the dilemma you see in front of you!"

Maradal put away the smile on his face and said with a serious face: "It has been a year since we Draenei people came to this planet. Haven't you seen anything in this year?"

Hatalu was completely confused. He was already full of doubts and was now at a loss. After carefully thinking about the changes in the Draenei people over the past period, he looked at Maradal blankly: "What did you see?"

Seeing this, Maradal sighed in his heart, then cheered up and whispered: "Master Prophet..."

Prophet? Hatalu was confused. On weekdays, he could deduce some techniques with just a trace of remains. His head was not enough now. He couldn't understand what was related to Prophet? The strangest thing was why Maradal had this attitude now!

Seeing that Hatalu still didn't understand, Maradal shook his head, put away the idea of ​​chanting riddles and said directly: "Didn't you notice that Lord Prophet has changed?"

This thought that had never been before passed through Hatalu's mind like lightning. He opened his mouth in disbelief, subconsciously preparing to blurt out the rebuttal words, and walked back unwillingly in his mouth. Looking at the calm Maradal, Hatalu took a deep breath and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Maladar, what do you want to do?"

Hatalu never thought that his tone would be so cold. Facing this colleague who had been with him day and night, he never felt that the other party was so far away and so strange. This could not help but make Hatalu feel inexplicably angry, and under the anger, there was a biting chill.

"No, Hatalu, you misunderstood me!"

Maradal, who saw the turbulence in Hatalu's heart at first glance, shook his head. In the other party's sarcastic gaze, he said calmly: "I have been standing on the standpoint of us Delaney people from beginning to end!"

"So you betrayed Lord Prophet, betrayed the Bishop's Council, and now you have ideas that you shouldn't have?"

Hatalu gently raised the corner of her mouth and looked straight into Maradal's eyes and said word by word: "I don't know what you are going to do, but I will never allow this kind of thing to happen!"

"I wouldn't allow this to happen either!"

Maradal chuckled, ignored the threat in Hatalu's eyes and said lightly: "You misunderstood me, I'm just telling you what's going on now!

The Prophet has changed. Do we followers still stick to the old rules and keep going?”

Hatalu was confused by Maradal's attitude. He was a little confused about what was going on now. Why did Maradal suddenly become like this now, and Archbishop Neri!

Hatalu sighed deeply when he thought of this. He leaned on the backrest of the chair very tiredly, staring at this former companion and asked softly: "Maladar, tell me what you are going to do?"

"Don't you understand yet? The time for change has come!"

Very similar to Hatalu, Maradal's momentum was rising steadily. He no longer conformed to the image of the past gentle archbishop. He was like a sharp sword unsheathed, and he looked sharp.

"What caused all this to us, the Draenei, wandered from Argus,? Is it the Burning Legion? Is it Sargeras?"

Looking at Hatalu who didn't know how to answer, Maradal said word by word: "No, it's the holy light, it's Naru, it's the culture of our Delaney people itself has problems!"

Hatalu was frightened by this answer. He was like a duck squeezing his neck, looking at Maradal in disbelief. Then, Hatalu stretched out his trembling right hand and pointed at the other party. In anger, he was so confused that he was a little dizzy for a moment. He had thousands of words in his heart but didn't know where to start.

"If we hadn't been afraid, we had stepped out of Argus thousands of years ago and conquered other worlds; if we hadn't escaped, the Burning Legion would never have easily taken it from us; if we weren't cowardly, we wouldn't have wandered to this point until now!

Everything is the fault of our civilization! We have chosen the wrong direction and gone further and further on the wrong path! Hatalu, it is time to turn back, and under the guidance of the Prophet, for the future of our race, we must change!"

"Shut up!"

Angry roars rang out directly throughout the room, and the walls made of wooden boards could not stop the sound from spreading. Whether it was the guards outside the door or the pedestrians on the street outside the bar, they were frightened by the sudden roar and shivered all over their bodies and subconsciously looked at the room on the second floor of the bar.

"Your behavior is equal to betrayal! Maradal, you are betraying our race, our faith, our civilization!"

Looking at Hatalu with anger and breathless face, Maradal said slowly: "Betray? No, we are reforming!"

Before Hatalu could speak again, Maradal stood up and stared at this former companion, with endless sadness in his eyes: "Hatalu, you should wake up!

Holy Light, dead!"

After saying that, Maladar left the room without looking back, leaving Hatalu alone, staying here blankly.

On the other side, Osar and Nari came to the restaurant they mentioned before with their guards. After a storm, the two finally found a remote and quiet corner to sit down, and then remained silent. In the exploratory eyes of others, they quietly waited for the arrival of dinner.

"I was really surprised today!"

Looking at the burning clouds outside the window that sometimes turned into birds and sometimes turned into other patterns, Osal retracted his gaze, looked at Nari opposite him and smiled softly, then whispered: "I'm very curious, Nari, when did you become like this?"

"oh?"

Nari played with the wine glass in her hand, and after hearing this, she put it on the dining table. Looking at Osal with a smile on her face, she couldn't help but be amazed by the other person's demeanor. As far as the eyes of the Draenei people were concerned, Osal was in his prime at this time, elegant and handsome, and was simply the coveted companion of countless girls.

It’s a pity that under this elegant demeanor, a very crazy and dark soul is hidden! Neri sighed in her heart when she thought of this, then cheered up, secretly controlling her emotions and unable to reveal a trace of abnormality, and was ready to deal with this Draenei 25th boy.

"I've been the same from beginning to end, how can I change this statement?"

Osar smiled softly when he heard this. Nari's resistance was naturally felt. This feeling has been around since he stepped onto this planet. Osar himself couldn't figure out what was causing it.

"I originally thought that Nari, you would be the last of the five to understand. Now it seems that my vision is still too shallow! People, indeed, they cannot look at a person with their old inherent impressions. The world is constantly changing, and people will become!"

"So Osar, where is your change?"

Naili said tit-for-tat: "Hataru is a technical engineer, he is always immersed in his own world; Akhama is a straightforward person, he never hides his intentions and purposes, nor can he hides his thoughts; as for Maradal, this is an old fox, he always sees it better than we all!

So Osar, what are your thoughts?”

"I?"

Osar, who didn't expect Neri to raise such a question, was stunned, and then smiled and said, "My idea was very simple from the beginning. We Delaney people need strength, powerful power, and the power that can defeat everyone!"

"Even if you fall into darkness for this, you will be willing to join the Burning Legion?"

Looking at Nari, who looked very calm and casually asked, Osar, who didn't expect to hear this, was shocked, and then shook his head and said, "Of course not!"

"Is that right?" Nari asked with a look of doubt.

Osar, who could no longer smile on his face, took back his easygoingness and said with a hint of gloom, "Naili, what do you want to say?"

The room became strangely quiet. As the atmosphere became more and more awkward, Osar's face became more and more gloomy, Nari suddenly put away her serious face, turned to blink mischievously and laughed: "Scar you!"

After hearing this, Osar subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then a wry smiled on his face: "Naili, you really don't look like an archbishop now!"

"What do I look like?" Nelly asked curiously.

"A naughty girl!"

The stingy praise made Naili smile brightly. Although Osal still felt uneasy in his heart, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. No matter what Naili's original thought was, he was unwilling to cause trouble before it was completely exposed, and he was even more unwilling to have other dangerous signs.

But poor Osar had no idea that the more beautiful a woman was, the more she would be able to deceive. In the eyes of the Delaney people, Archbishop Neri was not considered a beautiful country, but she could also be called a peerless beauty.

After laughing, Osar said seriously: "Nelly, what do you think of the changes gradually triggered by Lord Prophet?"

"View?" Neri fell into confusion.

Weilun had not concealed his intention from the beginning. As early as a year ago, he had clearly told the five archbishops what they were going to do. It was ridiculous that the five of them had short-sighted eyes. Only a year later did they feel a slight change from just a few words, and it was this difference that made them confused.

What will the future look like? What will the change of Delaney people become? No one can explain this question clearly.

After thinking carefully in my mind for a long time, Naili finally shook her head helplessly: "I don't know."

Osar sighed when he heard this. This change that was not under control made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he felt even more panic in his heart. No matter what, he had to figure out what this change would bring to the Delaney people in the end! Otherwise, Osar would feel uneasy to sleep and eat, and would live in worries every day.

...

On the other hand, the five archbishops have been very familiar with the changes in recent days. Unlike other world leaders, they feel relieved to see the private connection between Velen. After all, they are prophets who have absolute voice. The guys under their hands are united in everything and may not be able to resist his rule.

In this case, the Archbishop who also understands his own influence can still gather together to discuss under pressure, which only means that they have finally discovered some signs and noticed that Viron slowly showed his power.

Governing a big country is like cooking a small person. Any method of relying on iron and cold policies and regulations to try to reform simply and roughly is not advisable. Doing so will eventually bring chaos and destruction.

Only by slowly relying on the silent method of moistening things, covering everyone's will from top to bottom, letting the world slowly change and eventually become what you want is the king!

The opposite is domineering, but the situation where you dare to change the sun and moon to a new sky is not suitable for Viron. After all, he is the heaven of the Draenei.

Therefore, although the process of the kingly way has been a little longer and although this effect cannot be seen for a short time, what Viron lacks the least is time. As for waiting, if you want to enjoy the sweet fruit, waiting is an indispensable process!
Chapter completed!