24. The new home. The exiles---the brothers of Qianshan Xueyue [10/10]
From the Thousand Needles Forest controlled by humans to the Feralas Wilderness controlled by elves, there is a naturally formed forest canyon running through the two areas with completely different topography. After the human empire and the high elves settled their differences, this canyon
The communication channel between the two has also been reactivated.
Of course, in order to avoid angering the night elves who actually control this place, when building roads between the two races, they tried to avoid destroying the natural plants that had grown for tens of millions of years. They only reinforced the ground on both sides of the naturally formed canyon passage to ensure that
Medium-sized convoys are allowed.
As a result, the work of building roads has become very slow, but fortunately, both humans and high elves now have enough time and manpower available.
Ten days after the end of the battle for Elrethalas, the first batch of precious books taken out of the ancient city's great library were sent to the city after being magically rubbed and escorted by high elf spellbreakers.
When they arrived in the Human Empire, this batch of books was carefully selected, most of which were about the secret magic skills of the upper elves and some obscure magic research manuscripts.
It may not be worth mentioning to the high elves who have inherited the highly developed magical civilization of the elven empire, but for human spellcasters, this is undoubtedly very important knowledge, and there are also a group of people who have been transferred from the high elves.
The reproduced texts in the classics were wildly sought after by human mages after entering the human empire.
Some impatient researchers used their own methods to reach the ancient city of Elrethalas, which was being rebuilt, before the road was completed, and applied to the high elf officials to enter the great library of Elrethalas.
Practice here.
Of course, most of such requests were rejected. Only those mages who have been officially certified by various human kingdoms will be allowed to enter large libraries with hundreds of thousands of books to study. This directly leads to the dissatisfaction in various human society.
The mages in the hierarchy began to actively request certification from human officials, allowing human spellcasters to be reunited bit by bit.
Dalaran, this once-defunct mage organization, was re-established through difficult negotiations between the archmages and warlocks. However, the new Dalaran no longer has an autocratic monopoly on magical knowledge. Now it is not so much an independent
A city-state, it is better to say that it is an important department in charge of the spread of magical power and knowledge under the human empire system.
This is also the only way for the human kings to accept the rebirth of Dalaran. Although there are many old-fashioned mages who think that such reconstruction is just a humiliation, in any case, those who have truly inherited the will of Dalaran are still cheering for it.
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"Look! That city is so beautiful."
In the team of supplies transported by the Human Empire to Elre'Thalas, a high elf paladin wearing light armor stood on the roof of the carriage, pointing at the looming city of Elre'Thalas between the foothills in the distance, and said to his friends around him
shouted:
"That's our new home!"
A group of young high elf paladins and priests responded to the call one after another. They stood on the carriage, or simply stood on top of the large and small bags of supplies, looking towards the direction of their new home, which made the convoy a little more cheerful.
sound.
These high elves were all warriors who were officially sent by the high elves to the human empire to learn holy light magic after the Battle of Northern Xinjiang. After realizing the threat of the undead, even the most stubborn elf mages had to admit that the high elves
A special force was needed to restrain the undead, and the young Sun King also obeyed the suggestions of his ministers and sent some young tribesmen who were brave enough to accept new things to the empire.
At that time, the relationship between the two races was still friendly. The Holy Light Church welcomed the arrival of these foreign races. They were happy to see the faith of the Holy Light taking root in the civilization of the high elves, just like hundreds of years ago, the Holy Light
Just as the church accepted the first batch of dwarf priests, His Majesty Faao even personally met with the leaders of this group of elves, and tried his best to arrange the best learning conditions for these students of the Holy Light.
The talent of high elves in the use of energy is indeed not comparable to that of humans. This group of scholars has learned many elementary holy light spells without memorizing the holy light classics. Some of the best ones have even
Without being baptized, there were signs of transformation into a paladin. This situation had never occurred before, and it also caused many different opinions to be discussed within the church.
Some people believe that the use of the Holy Light must be linked to faith, others believe that the way the High Elves use the Holy Light may create a new model for the church, and some radicals believe that this is a blasphemy against the Holy Light.
The scale of this discussion ended up being very big, but it was during the Westward Expansion War, and the church even recognized the existence of shadow priests. Therefore, this discussion about the Holy Light and Faith ended up in silence, and was finally resolved by Archbishop Carson.
Ledi personally came forward to endorse these high elves.
And it is said that His Majesty the Human Pope Faao also believes that this discussion is meaningless...
Because taking a step back, no matter what attitude these elves hold towards the belief in the Holy Light, at least they still use pure Holy Light, which is actually enough.
Ten minutes later, the group of elven paladins responsible for escorting supplies arrived at the entrance to the city gate that Elrethalas was repairing. A female paladin carrying a long sword, wearing armor, and a red ponytail looked up.
Looking at the city gate wrapped in vines, there was a hint of emotion in her eyes. She waved her hand and said to the young people behind her:
"Free time, we will gather here in two days."
"As you command, Captain Liadrin!"
The young people who had been holding back in the Holy Light Church for several months could no longer hold it any longer. After receiving the order to disband, these young people who were far away from their homeland dispersed in droves. Some went to find their parents, and some
They went to visit the new home of the high elves, and some of them held holy light scriptures and began to tell their companions about the teachings of the holy light... Well, faith always makes people a little blind, even elves.
As the captain of this group of elf priests and paladins, Ms. Liadrin continued to escort the supplies into the city. She was going to the junction of the outer city to transfer some official letters to the high elf officials.
And just five minutes after Liadrin entered the city, she met someone she didn't want to see.
"Leah!"
A familiar call sounded from behind Ms. Liadrin, causing the countess' progress to stop in place, and also turning her relatively good mood into a bad one.
Yes, Liadrin has the title of earl. Although she was an orphan, she inherited the title of her adoptive father when she came of age. However, her adoptive father had died in the natural disaster of Quel'Thalas. This title
, which is also the reason why she became the high elf priest and the leader of the paladin. Of course, as early as the reign of King Anastarian, Liadrin was already a priest of the Holy Light. She was the first batch of her compatriots to come into contact with
The forerunner of the power of the Holy Light.
"Lor'themar, I said! Don't call me that!"
Liadrin turned around and said coldly to the ranger lord Lor'themar Theron who was chasing after her:
"You should call me ma'am...it's over between us!"
"Sorry, Leah, I shouldn't have..."
Lor'themar Theron, who has always been cold-faced and elegant, is somewhat at a loss in front of Countess Liadrin. This is natural, because the two were once close lovers, and they almost fell out.
After entering the marriage hall, when faced with threats, she made a promise to "live and die together".
Unfortunately, when the high elves moved from the northern border, Liadrin asked to leave with Lor'themar, but Lor'themar could not let go of his loyalty to His Majesty Kael'thas. In that extremely dangerous situation, he
He still chose to stay in northern Xinjiang, which made his lover very angry, and in a fit of anger, she severed relations with him.
"There is no need to say more about what happened at that time. Lor'themar, our motherland is in dire need. You and I need to focus all our energy on the reconstruction of our motherland and maintaining your absolute control over Kael'thas.
Loyalty...your heart has been filled with loyalty, there is no place for me there."
The countess coldly interrupted the ranger lord's apology. She looked at the emaciated Lor'themar in front of her. A sad mood echoed in her heart, which made Liadrin angry and wanted to escape from this place.
But before she could turn around, Lor'themar reached out and grabbed her wrist.
This sudden movement made Liadrin subconsciously want to break free. The beating holy light reverberated on her wrist, showing the countess's powerful strength after training. But facing Lor'themar, a veteran of hundreds of battles, this little strength
Not enough to see.
The ranger lord stared at the ashamed and angry countess, and he said seriously:
"I have given up once, this time... I will not give up again, Liadrin, I want you to be my wife. We have experienced so much together, and my heart is indeed full of loyalty.
But besides that, there is you, these two things are everything to me, and my heart can no longer accommodate anyone else besides you."
"Let me go! Lor'themar, I command you, let me go!"
Liadrin's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. Lor'themar's confession made her a little dizzy, but instinctively, she still resisted desperately, but was finally held in Lor'themar's arms. This scene fell into
In the eyes of the guards patrolling around, almost all the elves in the city knew Lor'themar, and some of Liadrin's team members also saw this scene. Amidst the cheers and whistles on both sides of the street,
The countess felt that her cheeks were burning.
Finally, she stopped resisting and buried her head on Lor'themar's chest. She pinched Lor'themar's shoulders and said through gritted teeth:
"Get out of here, bastard! You've already made me lose face."
"Okay, let's leave now..."
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As the sun sets, the orange-red light shines on the war-torn ruins of the ancient city of Erressalas, making it look very beautiful. The unique quiet temperament of this ancient city adds to the beauty.
A different color.
The ranger lord and the countess had changed their clothes and walked hand in hand in the streets of the ancient city. The relationship between the two was filled with the sweetness of love... Well, I know what you are thinking, but there is really nothing too much between them.
In an act of transcendence, Liadrin went to report to the Sun King about the apprentices' learning process in the Church of the Holy Light, and to convey the Pope's greetings to the Sun King, while Lor'themar was busy with the defense of the city and the repair of the ruins.
Both of them were very busy, and in this war-torn time, only in the afternoon could they barely rest for a while.
"Theron, who are those people?"
When walking into the inner city of Elrethalas, Countess Liadrin suddenly discovered a group of people who were picking up some relics in the ruins. They were dressed completely differently from the high elves, and their whole bodies were shrouded in a gloomy temperament.
Those people's ears are different from those of the high elves. They are obviously not their compatriots, and the high elves passing by are like the plague, avoiding these sad-faced elves, and from time to time, some naughty children will throw stones at these elves.
Stones were thrown, but no one stopped this atrocity.
Hearing his lover's question, Lor'themar raised his head and looked at the upper elves, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he whispered:
"Those are the Sindra elves, a group of bastards whose hands are stained with the blood of their compatriots. Their leader died tragically in the palace and was killed by the undead. According to the despicable methods they used to betray us,
We should have driven them all out! But His Majesty granted them mercy and allowed them to continue to live in Ere'Thalas...I think this is unnecessary."
"But...but they look so pitiful."
Liadrin also heard about the war in Elrethalas in the Imperial Church. She knew how the Sindra elves deceived the high elves. She was also very angry, but after actually seeing these war refugees, she was very angry.
After this situation, women's unique compassion made Liadrin unable to hate them anymore.
"No, Leah, they are hateful!"
Lor'themar corrected his lover, saying to Liadrin:
"You think they are pitiful because you have never seen the mass graves next to Twisting Town. They ruthlessly killed their compatriots for a little bit of magic power, and then threw the corpses into the mass graves. You know...
Two hundred years ago, how many highborne were there in this city? A total of 750,000! Now? Not even 300,000... The more than 400,000 people were killed by them with their own hands... These scum
Not worthy of sympathy at all!”
Hearing Lor'themar's explanation, the countess's eyes became colder little by little. Although the Sindra elves did not have a horrific history of cannibalism, their behavior was undoubtedly nothing like cannibalism of their compatriots.
The difference is that if this last bottom line is broken, it means that this civilization has fallen into the abyss.
"Let me take them back to the Empire."
Liadrin said to Lor'themar:
"Since they are just waiting to die here, it is better to bring them back to the church. The priests are very interested in saving the souls of sinners. This act of delivering prisoners of war can also repair the rift between us and the empire... Also
It’s time for these sinners to pay the price for what they did in the past.”
"Well, that's a pretty good way to deal with it."
Lor'themar nodded. He looked at the highborne elves who were looking for the relics of their relatives in the ruins. He said:
"If they stay here, they will be killed sooner or later... But Leah, there may be less than 150,000 Sindra elves left in this city. At the end of the previous war, there was a large group
The elves have all escaped from the passage of the dungeon, and it seems that a new leader is taking them away... Until now, we haven't found out who the new leader is... But we will find out eventually."
"Those Syndra who escaped are a threat to Elre'Thalas...threats must be eliminated!"
"Well, don't talk about these boring things... It's not a pleasant life in the Holy Light Church. My Theron, I haven't drank for more than 4 months... I mean, maybe you and I...
.Can we... have a drink tonight?"
"..."
Facing the countess's active "invitation", the ranger lord was silent for a moment, and then lowered his voice:
"There is a box of gold Azshara rum found in Tortheldrin's palace in my house... That is a fine wine from the Elf Empire period. We can taste it together..."
"Then what?"
The countess glanced at her lover with a sly smile, who shrugged and said unnaturally:
"Then... talk about life, talk about ideals, plan for the future and so on."
This is the end of the November update~ And, my personal life achievements: the marriage certificate [1/1] has been obtained, and the wedding may be postponed to next year. In short... pray for me, brothers~ Love
