She didn't know if Nuri had seen what she did to the prophet.

After a few suffocating seconds of solemn speech, Nuri suddenly showed a smile. He reached out his hand and patted Vihari on the shoulder. He said:

"The past is in the past, Ms. Vihari, take care of his people on my father's behalf. I believe that he will eventually be proud of you."

After saying that, Nuri nodded to Marad, then pulled up his hood, turned around and left the col without hesitation. His speed was very fast, and after a few minutes, he disappeared on the coast.

In the darkness, watching Nuri leave, Vihari's almost stagnant breathing returned to normal. She took a few rapid breaths, then looked back at Maraad, and she said:

"Is it really okay if we just let him go?"

"That's his choice, Vihari."

Maraad sighed, and he reached out and touched his forehead. The leader's seal shining brightly in the darkness had no weight, but at this moment, the Grand Guardsman could feel the heavy responsibility and mission, just like a mountain.

, pressed against his own body.

He didn't know if he could shoulder all that the prophet left behind

But when he returned home, the somewhat fanciful and extremely attractive proposal that Nuri made to him had been lingering in Maraad's heart. The son of the prophet was right, that was the proposal in the hearts of all draenei.

A vague wish. After the prophet left, only this kind of action that can make everyone feel hope can continue to unite the draenei people.
Chapter completed!