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Sylvanas wakes up in a simple hotel room.

Although almost four years have passed since the invasion of the Well of the Sun, the trauma that remained at that time still cannot heal.

Among all emotions, the most stubborn thing seems to be longing, and the second is the conflict with family, which cannot be hidden or pushed away, and cannot be ignored at all. So it continues like this.

Her head ached faintly, her whole body was weak, and there was a thin layer of sweat on her skin.

She hasn't sucked magic for a long time. As a ranger, her resistance to external objects is beyond ordinary people, and she is not as serious as other elves by her addiction, but it does not mean that she can resist it all the time.

She needed magic! Wind Walker sat up, then struggled to stand up, and opened the bed cabinet, where there were a few glowing crystals. She had received several crystals over the past few weeks. Although she always sent them secretly, she knew who gave them.

She looked at the magic crystal... she wanted to get the crystal closer to her, and wanted to hold it tightly with her hands, but she closed her eyes...

...and then pulled the crystal back hard. "No, no!" Her eyes suddenly opened, dim. Sylvanas held his breath and let his brain stagnate for a few seconds. Doing so could help her forget the pain caused by the magic addiction. Although it could only make her feel better for a while, it would be better to go over and suck magic, especially the magic sent by Aurelia! She was unwilling to surrender to her sister. She reminded herself that she must persist until the magic addiction could not torture her.

After a long time of rest, Sylvanas smiled. She sighed heavily, leaned back and relaxed again. She knew that this relaxation was only temporary. The hunger for magic would come back in every few days.

After the Sun Well was destroyed, every blood elves felt a kind of emptiness, hollowness, and deeper as time went by. The youngest and oldest blood elves died in their sleep, and the vibrant elves—such as her—will become thinner and thinner.

The elves adapted to this change as much as they could. Prince Kelthas himself was also looking for ways to get the blood elves out of this dependence, and for this he was willing to go anywhere.

Including another world.

The prince promises to bring back ways to eliminate the pain of the blood elves and find a treatment... or a suitable alternative to the Well of the Sun.

It took several years to go, and during this period, there was less and less news about the prince. Sylvanas had begun to doubt whether Kelthas was still concerned about his people.

The Wind Walker stood by the window and looked out at the Shepherd's door in the distance.

In fact, what she wanted to see was the world outside the gate of the royal city.

Her hometown: Ghost Land, located several miles south, was once a vast land of vitality, but now the spotless elf mansion is left with only collapsed ruins. Where the lush forest is located, the souls of dead trees are wandering. The peaceful time never returns, and the beautiful place of eternal existence will no longer exist.

At this moment, a sound outside the porch caught her attention. Someone came, or something came.

Silver Moon City should be very safe now, but Sylvanas's hand immediately reached towards the dagger beside him.

She turned around, clamped her weapon tightly, ready to go, and at this time Wenleza walked into the room.

"I should knock on the door first." said the silver-haired elf sincerely.

"I've been used to your recklessness," Sylvanas replied lightly, "but you didn't inform you in advance, or someone asked you to come. If this is the case, please tell her that I'm not dead yet!"

"Do you have to say this?" Wen Leisa looked at her second sister helplessly and turned around. "How are you?"

"It's not good, it's not a day to live."

"You didn't use the crystal that Aurelia gave you, right?" Wenleza felt heartbroken at her sister's thin body, and at the same time she admired her will. "Aurelia asked me to see you." General Ranger said attemptly, but Sylvanas responded to her only silence. "The construction work of Silver Moon City is well perfect. You can go and see if you don't mind letting me follow you." Wenleza raised her eyebrows again inquiring.

"You should let the Regent accompany you."

"Regent..." Wenleza clenched her fists. Why can't the conflict between Sylvanas and Aurelia be eased? "Aurelia spends all her leisure time with her belorel."

"Belorel...is he okay?"

"He's very good, Aurelia teaches him to read..."

Sylvanas's mouth gently raised.

"I'm curious how would she answer if Belorel had questions about the word "father"?"

"I know!" Wenleza's tone was raised, no longer begging Sylvanas as she had just been begging Sylvanas, "I know you like Nathanos, sister. Although he finally chose Aurelia, he was dead. I believe that if he was still alive, he would not want to see this between you and Aurelia."

"If he is still alive?" Sylvanas saw a patrol squad passing outside. "He should be there, why don't you understand?" She said this almost in a crying voice, and Wenleza was particularly surprised.

"He had long been out of Arthas' control and had long been restored to his sense of self..." Sylvanas's mouth twitched in grief, both painful and resentful. She opened her eyes and glared at Wenleza, who almost thought she was going to attack. "Can you imagine? Can you imagine Nathanos when his beloved draws his sword at him when his beloved draws his sword at him?" The female elf shouted out and froze Wenleza in place. "Even I felt desperate, let alone Nathanos. The only thing I regret is underestimating Aurelia. I originally thought that if she knew what happened to Nathanos, she

At most, she cried for him and chose to escape. Even if she did not accept him, she would just exil him and then slowly forget him. But..." Sylvanas almost gritted his teeth and said the last two words, and then smiled bitterly, "I never expected that my sister's plan was better than when she was a Ranger General. She knew that I would stop her, so she would hide it from me. Lord Regent is really far-sighted. She didn't even let go of her beloved, let alone other undead creatures? She showed her determination to Kelthas and all the elves. Xindolei, the blood elf, in the name of blood, her behavior can make her firmly sit in the position of the regency."

"How could you say Aurelia so badly, Sylvanas." Wenleza had an argument with her second sister for the first time in history. Her two sisters have always been the ones she respected the most, but this time the second sister said too much.

"That's great." Sylvanas's tone suddenly dropped to the bottom of the valley. Wenleza felt a gust of wind blowing from her back. The second sister seemed to have suddenly changed back to her former appearance, her eyes were full of determination, which meant what she was going to do. "Then let it be, sister."

Wenleza woke up from her anger, and an indescribable fear made her whole body paralyzed. When Sylvanas turned around, the look of farewell was like a look. She was obviously there, but Wenleza felt that she could no longer touch her.

"Go back and tell Aurelia that she'd better be careful, and there's a sharp arrow staring at her all the time."

A terrifying warning is like a vicious curse, and the cracks are hard to repair.

...

The golden spire of Silver Moon City really stood up, and the eastern half has been completely recovered and basically rebuilt. Lothama told Aurelia that the entire territory of Zhuri Island has also been recovered, and in fact it can be said to be thriving.

In the middle of the door of the Shepherd's Gate, the huge statue of Kelthas stands against the inner wall. On the other side of the wall is an identical statue facing the main city. Red flags are hung inside and outside the courtyard, and the brazier under the banners is burning with fire. The streets located under the shade of the Elderly Trail, gorgeous arches, floating urns, standing spires, gilded balconies, and gushing waterfalls...

For most blood elves, Silver Moon City began to feel like home again. A bustling city with heartbeat and breathing. Even the tectonic arcane patrolmen have returned, their responsibilities are to maintain public order, defend the city, and sometimes to post messages to the public.

The city almost returned to normal.

But for Aurelia, it was not enough! They walked all the way through the newly built Royal Trade Zone, climbed the narrow stairs, and came to the magnificent Sun-Chasing Royal Garden. Then they walked to the foot of a magnificent spire with falcon wingtip flags.

"Belorill, look, this is the symbol of the Wind Walker family." Aurelia smiled and squatted down to explain to her child.

Belorel is not yet four years old, and he owns the elves' healthy skin color, half of Aurelia's dazzling blonde hair, and sometimes trembling sharp ears. This child looks like himself in many places, and the only difference between Aurelia is his eyes, which are like carefully polished black gems, always shining with stars.

Aurelia knew who these eyes came from, but she was used to not thinking about it. Belorel is Belorel, her child.

"One day, he will become a hero and a ranger like you." said Hadurun, the captain of the ranger who has been by his side. Whenever he sees Belorel, he always feels envious, because almost no Sindore can avoid being eroded by the addiction of magic, especially the children born during this period, whose survival rate is terrible, but the children of the Regent seem to be an exception, half of the human bloodline and half of the elf ranger bloodline. Perhaps magic will not be born to favor this child.

"Thank you, Hadurun, but I will not stop Belorel from entering any knowledge field in the future."

"You are such an enlightened mother." Ming Yi said with a bow.

"elder sister!"

Aurelia trembled all over and turned to find that Wenleza had come to her. Before she could ask what had happened, her sister took her hand and said, "We have to talk alone."

Is it about Sylvanas? Aurelia wanted to ask, but Wenleza's eyes had already answered her.

"Go to my study." Aurelia said, "Haduron, please bring Belorel back to the Sun Chaser Court."

...

This study room is very simple in layout and serves completely functions: there is a bookshelves filled with magic scriptures, a desk and two chairs beside the wall, a divination stone in the corner, a large table in the center of the room, and a narrow box on the table. The whole style does not look very consistent with the style of the Fengxing family.

When Wenleza came in, Aurelia's expression and expression were half warm and complimented, half nervous and worried. She reluctantly made a smile and gave her sister a cup of flower tea.

"What's wrong with her?"

Go back and tell Aurelia that she would better be careful, and there was a sharp arrow staring at her all the time.

Wenleza wanted to convey Sylvanas's original words, but what would Aurelia react when she heard them? Angry, heartbroken, or indifference? The silver-haired elf didn't want to see these happenings, so she swallowed the words, thinking that it would be better to let it rot in her stomach.

Wen Leisa's eyes glanced at the bookshelf quickly. "She's good." General Ranger said perfunctorily, and Aurelia's eyes made her feel like a ray on her back. Wen Leisa quickly turned around and glanced at the door behind her. "She received your crystal..."

"But she hasn't sucked, she still hates me, right?" Aurelia walked around the big table and tried to get close to Wenleza, speaking in a very low voice. "You are my sister, Wenleza. There shouldn't be any concealment between the family."

Wen Leisa felt that she had been exhausted, so she lowered her head, "Second sister..." She told Sylvanas in helplessly every word she said.

The Regent stared at her very seriously.

"She regards my encirclement of Nathanos as a means of my foothold? Is it a political conspiracy? Is it for power?" Aurelia's voice became colder. She wanted to laugh, but couldn't. "So what did she want to do?"

"My second sister wants to attack Dessom. She said that no matter whether you agree or not, she will gather the elves who are willing to follow her. She also said that Dalcan also has a share in killing Nathanos. If you don't want to avenge Nathanos, then let her do it."

Aurelia suddenly felt an impulse, and she roared, "Nathanos is my lover, mine!" The anger in the eyes of the Regent flew in a flash, and her eyes trembled slightly, although Wenleza could see that she was trying hard to cover up this behavior, and soon, replaced by the indifference under calm.

"It's mine, it's mine!" She left, still murmured in her mouth, her eyes blank.

The door closed behind him, leaving Wenleza alone.

The light seemed to be dimming.
Chapter completed!