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Alleria Windrunner stared at the letter on the table. The green sealing wax reflected her gaze under the flickering lights. The female elf sighed, unfolded the parchment again, and skipped the words.

The heart-wrenching words turned the letter to the second page. In a long section of forced questioning, Sylvanas Windrunner, the second young lady of the Windrunner family, conveyed her decision to visit.

However, after several months of being in power, Alleria had rejected Sylvanas for more than a few times. She knew the purpose of her sister's desire to see her, so she chose to turn a blind eye, thinking that she could avoid it.

There was an argument. Vereesa beside her disagreed.

"You should meet her, sister." The ranger general said, "Maybe Sylvanas just wants an explanation."

What Vereesa didn't know was that in the past few months, Sylvanas had made several similar requests, hoping to be interviewed by the regent. However, Alleria did not want to see her face-to-face contact.

arrived, so the first few requests were ignored intentionally or unintentionally. Undead and trolls were good excuses for Alleria, but she still tried her best to avoid thinking about everything that happened there. That person, he gave

The shadow he brought has not gone far yet.

She loosened her fingers and the letter fell back on the table. Sylvanas's visit was very untimely, because Alleria had originally planned to travel to inspect the situation on Sunchaser Island, which happened to be the day before her sister's arrival.

.She began to wonder if she would have to postpone her travel plans.

Alleria sighed again. The strong fingers that once held the Farstrider's arrows slid across the surface of the parchment. She knew very well what Sylvanas would ask after arriving, but she hadn't thought about it yet.

How should you answer?

"No." She thrust the letter into her sister's hand.

"Why? Don't you want to see her?" Vereesa asked strangely.

I don’t dare! Alleria looked at Vereesa with wide eyes, and she almost said these four words. The harsh facts lingered in her mind and refused to go away for a long time. Vereesa was right,

And Alleria also knew that blind avoidance was not the answer, it would only create more doubts.

"Then let's meet in the evening. Then...remove the guard and don't let others hear the conversation between me and her."

The Ranger General followed the Regent to the center of the royal court.

At this moment, Alleria is wearing the green uniform that represents the Farstriders. Archmage Rommath once expressed his opinions on this, believing that as the regent of Silvermoon City, Alleria should not show off through her clothing.

Her own preference for a particular army. Although Romance often played the role of the opposition in politics, Alleria would not quarrel with him.

"Second sister is inside." Vereesa reminded her, implying that she should not be allowed to accompany her.

Alleria stopped and smiled at the little moon of the Windrunner family, "No matter what happens inside, you can't come in, and don't let anyone else come in. Do you understand?"

The Ranger General looked a little worried, but didn't say anything in the end.

On the white tiles on the court floor, Sylvanas appeared behind the bead curtain. She was completely attracted by something. Alleria found that she was touching the runes on Quel'Delar with her hands. No need.

If you think about it, you will know what Sylvanas is thinking at this time.

"You are finally willing to face me."

"I just don't want to lose you, Shiva."

"When you killed him, you already lost me."

Anger also burned in Alleria's eyes. "Have you seen what he has become? Do you know how twisted he looks?"

"Of course I know!" Sylvanas roared and pointed Queldra at Alleria, the blade of the sword only a few centimeters from her throat. "He was lying in my arms, and when I touched him with my hands, my heart

They were all broken. He was so cold. No matter how hard I hugged him, I couldn't make him feel any warmth. I thought... I thought he must have needed you and your help at that time. It's a pity.

You're not here."

Alleria blinked. She wanted to know what Sylvanas did next. But she did not continue, but asserted: "I hurt him, and you hurt him."

"What's the meaning?"

"Is there any point telling you now?" Sylvanas looked at her, and Alleria found that she was holding back tears. "Why are you doing this? He is your husband!"

Vereesa couldn't help in this situation, she could only pray that Alleria wouldn't be in a hurry because of all kinds of difficult problems.

"Just because I am his wife, I don't want to see him like this. Do you think he wants to be like this?" Alleria shook her head crazily.

"He just wants you to accept him." Sylvanas said sternly, "He never thought he could come back to you. He just wants to know if you still remember him. But you

But abandoned him!"

Alleria was so sad that she couldn't speak. This sadness seemed tactless because it was not pretended. "I don't know if I abandoned him. I don't know if Nathanos has regained his freedom. I only know...

...It is painful to live like a dead person, and I don’t want him to live in pain.”

"So you chose to let him die in despair?"

Sylvanas' words made Alleria tremble with fear, and a sense of guilt swept over her. For a moment, the female elf felt regret.

Seeing Alleria not speaking for a long time, Sylvanas knew that she had won, "Forget it, I don't want to hear your explanation, and I don't want to stay here."

"Stay, Shiva, Quel'Thalas needs your power now." Alleria reached out to her sister, but she dodged her.

"I won't stay, I'm just coming back to take Nathanos's relics."

Alleria then noticed that she was carrying Nathanos' bow and arrows on her back, and now Quel'Delar was also in her hands.

"If you want to stop me, kill me like you killed Nathanos."

"No, I won't stop you. I...have lost him."

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Karazhan

"it's over!"

"Damn it!" Nathanos cursed after the twenty-sixth failure. Every time he failed, Medivh would say "It's over", as if he was laughing at his failure.

"That mage must have done it on purpose." Nathanos gritted his teeth and looked at the fallen King Ryan. Of course, he was just a chess piece.

It was like this every time, when Nathanos was about to win and his pieces were about to surround Chief Blackhand, an inexplicable magic would appear and change the situation of the battle. His chessboard caught fire and the orc pieces became violent.

"There is no time to control the chess pieces to avoid the attack." Nathanos clenched his fists.
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