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Rhine woke up. The children's joyful and playful sounds ended her sleep. From outside the tent she could hear the familiar ironshots, and the crafts were carried out in the clearings in front of the chapel. She was on her bed at this time. Shaking her head, waking up her blurry consciousness, and she wondered how long she had been sleeping. When she stretched her arms, a tingling sensation made her tremble all over her body. The injury on her right hand reminded her of what happened yesterday. Rhine sighed deeply. She thought it was a dream, but it was true: a deceased warrior in plate armor, a deceased wizard in robe, and agile undead female stalker. She had a fight with the warrior herself, and she lost.

She rolled up her sleeves and saw that the wound had been worn several bandages. In addition, there were bruises and small wounds caused by blocking the attack. As she had just woken up, her memory became hazy and dull. Wrapped herself in a robe and she walked out of the tent.

She found her taurus friend, Reblatt, who was discussing the price of repairing shoes with a blacksmith. He was always inconsistent and traveling in dangerous plague lands, but Rhine was still very happy to see him. Like her, Reblatt was not a formal member of Silver Dawn. He came from the shaman organization, the Ring of the Earth, and was a powerful shaman. Seeing Rhine, Reblatt ended his conversation with the blacksmith and slowly walked over to greet her.

"Thanks to the element, you don't look bad," he said. Reblatt's low and slow tone was filled with comfort and concern. Rhine blue eyes looked at him, just as they used to. In response, she smiled and covered her mouth with her hands, but was also surprised that the injury of her was no longer a secret.

As she stroked her emerald green hair, her eyebrows were drawn in an arc like asking questions.

"You already know? But I shouldn't cry and tell you that I'm injured."

"People who have seen you say you are injured. You are already asleep when I come back. I checked your injuries. Element told me that you had encountered the dead, but it was not an ambush." ​​Reblatt blinked in disbelief. "You rashly attacked them, right?"

"It should be said to be a meeting." Rhine replied. The hazy memory gradually became clear. "I met them, on the way back." She shrugged her shoulders and shook her head gently. "They are very strong, and they must be ordinary undead."

"I don't know exactly what you've experienced?" replied the Taurus. "But they didn't kill you, this is a blessing in disgrace." Rhine smiled, she should guess what Reblatt would say.

The Taurus gently scratched his waist and back with his thick fingers. "But why did the undead appear on the road? This doesn't make sense."

Rhine looked at his injured arm and frowned, "It's strange, and you know, Reblatt, the three undead I met are really special. They are not like brainless corpses. They know how to fight, have their own thoughts, and the three of them look like... like travelers."

The Taurus looked at her in confusion. "What?" he asked.

"Well..." She glanced across her face with a hint of confusion, "When I was about to lose, one of the undead stopped the undead who launched the attack, and she said to take the measure. The guy who wanted to attack me stopped immediately."

Rhine knelt tiredly on his ankle. The memories of the violent conflict came to her again. Reblatt's eyes fell on her crystal blue eyes and nodded seriously.

"It seems they didn't want to hurt you at first."

"But... why?" Rhine asked in confusion, "Isn't the meaning of the existence of the undead to erase life?"

"It's really strange." Reblatt touched his chin, "Maybe you should talk about your experience Maxwell."

“What? Why?”

"I once talked to him." Reblatt replied, "I asked him if the Silver Dawn's duty was to destroy all the undead creatures. He immediately denied me."

"How did he answer?" Rhine asked curiously.

"He said Silver Dawn was committed to resisting the invasion of evil forces, and for this, they would unite all forces that could be united. At first I didn't think deeply about this sentence, but your experience made the two connect. I think... you should understand what I mean."

"You mean..." Rhine stared at the Taurus with wide eyes. She felt her mind stop like breathing for a few seconds. "But how is this possible?"

Reblatt's strong jaw tightened significantly. "It may be a little problem at this point. Silver Dawn accepted people of all races." He said, his eyes shifting to another direction, a dwarf and an orc competing for their respective muscles.

"I like this, but being too enthusiastic can cause problems. Some people will never be able to stand on the same front as us." Rhine said indifferently.

"You are an inadequate statement. Don't forget that during World War III, there was a blood feud between your tribe and the orcs." Reblatt echoed, smiling. Rhine's home is also in Ashes Valley. She had fought with orcs. When the green-skinned guys began to cut down trees, she stood up to resist. Now, as time goes by, she can also allow herself to fight side by side with her former enemies.

The night elves shook their heads. Although she sympathized with the undead who died under the minions of the Scourge, she still didn't understand. She suspected that this thinking would lead to disaster. "I know what you mean, Reblatt. Orcs were once controlled by demons, just like those resurrected martyrs now, but can their fate be like orcs? Can they get rid of the control of the Lich King and have a person like the tribe chief stand up and lead them?" Rhein asked anxiously, "And...will the living people fight side by side with the dead?"

Reblatt said dullly, and he slowly raised his head. A few birds flew past in the air. "This is not just your question, Rhine. If some undead have escaped from the control of the Lich King, if a powerful leader leads them, this is what he must consider. This is the world of the living. The undead exists in a distorted form of death. Their appearance and the disasters they bring to this world make the living hate them very much. However, they were once kind, and there may be a possibility of restoring their nature after death, but this hope is very slim, not because they are undead, but the living may destroy their hopes."

Rhine blinked: "What does it mean?"

"It's not understanding, it's rejection." The Landbreaker said heavily, "If you are resurrected after death, and are not controlled, but have just changed a form, your respect for the Moon God is as pure as before, and your love for nature is as always, but when Elune no longer responds to you, and when nature refuses you to touch them, how will you feel?"

"I can only pray that things won't turn out like that," Rhine said seriously. "I can't imagine. That kind of despair is really cruel."

"Yes." Reblatt replied.

The night elves and the Taurus fell into a brief silence. She thought about the conversation and suddenly remembered the question that neither of them could answer at the beginning: Why do the three undeads show mercy to her?
Chapter completed!