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Bellorell had no idea that he would be able to return here, especially in just a few days. But on the soft land of Jingge Forest, he had completely changed his appearance compared to when he came here last time.

"Cromi?" He called the owner of the name. The dwarf was gone, but she must not be simple. She was not a wizard, and the portal just now was different from the ordinary portal. When she was pushed into the portal, Belorel was conscious. He could feel that he was being pulled by something and guided him to a specific place, which was different from the experience he had once passed through the portal.

This must have been the case the previous few times, and this time, he returned to where Dalaran was.

"How should I get up?" Belorel looked at the looming outline of the magic city. After thinking about it carefully, he subconsciously ran below the city. He thought that Dalaran should have established an outpost in this forest.

As they got closer and closer, the elf boy suddenly saw a red figure sitting in the forest.

"Someone? It's so good!" Belorel said happily. When he approached, he found that it was a beautiful woman with a slim figure. She was much more beautiful than anyone Belorel had ever seen. The pain emitting from her body made people feel a lot of sympathy that needed pity. The two long horns on her red hair attracted Belorel. She was not an elf. But she was much thinner than ordinary people, as if a strong wind could blow her away.

"Hello!" Belloriel greeted, but the woman ignored him, but looked ahead with a blind eye. The boy thought she was attracted by something, but when he looked along her gaze, there were only occasionally trees from the Jingge Forest passing by.

"What are you doing here? Do you know how to get to that big city?" Belorel pointed at Dalaran. This time the woman responded to the boy, looked up slightly into the air, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Belorel tilted his head, and the other party was not talking, which really made him feel a little distressed. "What's your name? My name is Belorel Windrunner."

Alextasa actually sensed the boy's existence very early. When she heard his self-introduction, the Red Dragon Queen's eyebrows moved and finally spoke: "Who sent you here again?" Her tone was surprisingly calm, without any emotional color.

The boy looked at her strangely, not understanding what she was saying: "No one sent me, but if you ask me why I was here, a dwarf sent me back. Her name is Cromi. Is it your friend?"

Kronom Alextasa naturally heard this name, which was a member of the Bronze Dragon Legion and a bronze dragon with a higher status. She remembered that Kronom had visited the Dragon Sleeping Temple and participated in the dragon meeting instead of Nozdom.

But why did she send a child to herself? Or is there anything special about the child itself?

"I don't know." Alex Tsa replied, her eyes suddenly sharpened, almost piercing Belorel, "Why do you stop, you should keep moving forward."

"Uh, in fact..." Belorel scratched his head, "I can't find Dalaran's outpost, and I can't go back." The boy didn't know what Alextasa meant to let him leave quickly, but he was still talking on the contrary: "I felt like I did nothing in the few days after I came out, maybe I should stay in Quel'thalas after listening to my mother."

When Belorel mentioned the word "mother", Alextsa felt ache. The explosion below the Dragon Mid Sleeping God impacted her mind all the time. So many children who had not yet been born turned into ashes. What's worse, after investigation, it was Crassus. The Swallow-Binding Life Shakes his head and no longer thinks about bad memories. The boy claims to be a Wind Walker, and Aurelia, who came to find her before, was also a Wind Walker.

Having said that, Alex Tsasa looked at the young elves. His face did have many similarities with the Regent of Quel'thalas, except for the eyes... The Red Dragon Queen then discovered that Belorel had black eyes. Is the elf's pupils black?

"Who is your mother?" she asked more.

“Aurelia Windwalker.”

Alex Tsa looked at Belorel carefully. "Where is your father?"

"have no idea."

"have no idea?"

Bellorell nodded, "I had no father since I was born, and the people around me did not reveal anything about my father to me."

"You haven't investigated who your father is?"

"One of the purposes of my secretly running out of Silver Moon City is to get to know my father. But who knew that my whereabouts had been restricted. At first, a strange griffin in Dalaran took me to a place called Dragonmian Temple. I met a man named Crasus there, and then Dragonmian Temple was attacked, and then..."

"Then what's going on? What happened under the Dragon Sleeping Temple?" The Red Dragon Queen suddenly stood up and grabbed Belorel's arm, her face swept away the previous haze, and her eyes were no longer dark and numb. A glimmer of unreasonable hope filled Alextasa's heart. There were witnesses in the explosion? And he stood in front of him. If the boy survived, would Crasus have...

Belorel was obviously frightened by the overly excited behavior of the Red Dragon Queen. Under the urging of the life-bound Swollard, the boy said: "Then a group of guys in black robes invaded the place. Crassus fought them. Those terrible enemies hatched the dragon eggs with dark magic, and a terrible monster with five heads appeared inside. The situation was very bad at that time, many... no, all the dragon eggs were corrupted. Then Crassus seemed to have made some important decisions. I don't know what happened after that, only the explosion and the last words Crassus said to me, "I'm glad to know you."

Alextsa stared at Belorel blankly. There was no blood on her face. Her hands tightly held the elf boy's hand, causing the other party to feel a pain.

Crasus did not betray the Dragon Clan. What Belorel said proved this, and he witnessed Crasus's sacrifice. The life-bound swearer held back tears. Crasus destroyed all the dragon eggs in the temple to prevent the children from becoming monsters and to protect other lives.
Chapter completed!