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"Cousin?" In the middle of the night, Stephen opened the door to Nathanos' room. His cousin was sitting at the desk writing something. When he saw him walking in, Nathanos cast a strange look.

"Why aren't you asleep yet, Stephen?"

Stephen knew that Nathanos was not asleep now. His cousin was surprised that he only slept for five hours at most every day, and then went out on time three hours before dawn to do this training in the dark. This was the case all year round.

"Cousin, my father..."

Nathanos' heart tightened, and Stephen's words made him suddenly worried. If Brad had to join the army, what about Jonathan? Can he escape the disaster?

"Your father is not a farmer, cousin." Nathanos lied. He wanted Stephen to stop worrying, but he didn't know the real situation.

"I can see him again, right?"

"What did you say?" Nathanos looked at Stephen in surprise. Only then did he notice that Stephen had one of his hands behind his back, as if he was hiding something. He walked over and took out his hand.

Dragging a letter, Nathanos took it and read:

Dear sister Daphne, my heart is bleeding and I am devastated. It is not the ugly and cruel orcs in the rumors that make me feel like this, but because of His Majesty the King, who ordered a national conscription. Poor Jonathan, my husband, he was taken

I left. I knelt down and begged them not to take Jonathan away. I told them that my husband was just a confectioner, and his job was to use jam to put smiles on the faces of those cute children, but those who hid their faces under white armor

The villain showed no mercy at all. Jonathan, struggling, was bundled into the carriage like a prisoner, along with the other poor souls. What should I do, Sister Daphne?

The letter was signed by Sally Maris. After reading it, Nathanos turned to Stephen. How should he answer Stephen's question? The soldiers ordered by the kingdom did not simply stay behind, but were sent directly.

On the battlefield, this is equivalent to going to death, and the survival rate of the soldiers is very slim. But to be honest, it is too cruel for Stephen, he is only seven years old. After Nathanos made a decision for a long time, he finally sighed and said to him

: "Maybe we'll never see each other again." The air fell into silence, and the two brothers looked at each other until Stephen lowered his head and sobbed a few times.

"I...should have known." He said, tears falling down. Nathanos held him in his arms and breathed hard: "Everything will be fine, everything will be fine.

"

Nathanos did not comfort Stephen, and any form of comfort now was a lie. When Stephen finally calmed down and fell asleep, Nathanos carefully placed him on his bed, then turned to look at the desk he was writing just now.

In the letter to Lelane, he wanted his priest friend to help him find out about Braid's unit, but at this time he thought it was meaningless. Whether he knew it or not, Nathanos couldn't change it.

The ending, unless he becomes the enemy of Lordaeron, but his father will definitely disagree. He threw the letter into the trash can. It was getting late and he should go out.

The deep winter has passed, but the wind outside is still cold. Even in the darkness, Nathanos can still see the path his father took when he left. If he can see that familiar figure again after the night is over,

How good. He exhaled a breath of white air and held the two daggers at his waist in his hands, as if he were facing an orc. A few months ago, Nathanos had attacked the orcs after witnessing the Horde's attack on the Alliance.

He had a certain impression of the fighting methods, especially the orc (Grom) who almost killed Uther. Nathanos felt as if he was right in front of him now.

'How will he attack?'

This orc was almost twice as big as him. The phantom of Grom in front of him rushed forward, raised Gorehowl and slashed downwards. Nathanos jumped back to avoid it. When he regained his footing, Hell roared

Coming to the front, he held the weapon and swept left and right. Gorehowl's blade felt only a few centimeters away from Nathanos' clothes and missed. Grom jumped up and swung his fist downwards, forcing Nathanos to make a decision.

.

How to dodge? Cross his hands to block the punch? Nathanos is sure that his bones will be broken. Roll forward? What's the point? It's back to the original confrontation. Point the sword at him? It sounds like

Yes, but the next second Grom directly grabbed the dagger that Nathanos pointed at him, and the blood roar in the other hand struck at his neck with lightning speed... The battle was over, and he lost.

Nathanos opened his eyes, and was unsurprisingly defeated.

'Where did I lose?' Nathanos looked at his hands, doubts plaguing him. When he turned around, Sylvanas was standing in front of him. To be honest, Nathanos felt that this woman

It was amazing. When she decided to stay here, he was a little worried that his mother might not agree. But this female elf only talked a few words with Daphne and won her favor. Nathanos really admired her.

Communicative skills.

"How long have you been here?" Nathanos asked.

The female elf seemed to have just woken up. She combed her hair with her hands, walked to him, and her eyes fell on his rusty dagger. "It's just a moment."

"It's still a few hours until daybreak. You shouldn't be here."

"I'm curious what you were doing standing here just now? Is the scenery here... nice?" Sylvanas couldn't see anything in front of her. If it weren't for the moonlight, she wouldn't even be able to see Nathanos's face.

clear.

The human sighed, "I do this every day, I'm used to it." The other person nodded and tightened the cloak around him. "What are you going to do next?"

"Take my mother to Lordaeron, to my uncle's house, who is Stephen's father."

"I heard about this. Is the child's father the same as your father?"

Nathanos nodded in response.

"Then why did you tell him he might never see his father again?"

"That's the truth." Nathanos glared at her. Sylvanas had long been accustomed to his rudeness. "If I comfort him and tell him that the family members who were taken away may still come back to us, that will be the case."

Deceive him. He is full of hope now, but what happens when his hope is shattered? He will hate me. Since I have to face it sooner or later, why not tell him now."

"It seems like you really take care of your brother. What happens after that? Are you going to stay in Lordaeron too?"

Nathanos sneered: "Of course I want to, but as you said, I may be taken away in a few days."

Sylvanas stretched out her hand to hold him, feeling the coldness in his palm. Nathanos was shocked by her actions for a moment.

"Remember what I said before?"

"Of course, although I'm very confused."

"Doubtful?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Why are you treating me like this?"

What kind of problem is this? Nathanos suddenly felt that he really couldn't speak. Would this make her feel that she was being self-indulgent? The human regretted it.

"Because you are special."
Chapter completed!