A pitiful wail came from the residences of Astrana, the largest elf city in Ashenvale. It was the painful scream of a night elf woman, which sounded like she was in danger.
But that's not the case.
A night elf man in a robe anxiously circled outside his home, looking at the closed door with a worried look. Lying inside was his wife and the Luna priests who came to deliver the baby.
Giving birth to children is not uncommon in the Kaldorei civilization of more than 10,000 years, but strangely enough, after the World Tree was burned down by the hateful undead half a month ago, the Kaldorei lifestyle changed.
There have been drastic changes, and other changes have not shown their power for the time being, but the most important one has caused the entire night elf society to be in a state of chaos in the past two weeks.
The frequency of night elf women becoming pregnant and giving birth has become more frequent. In just two weeks, nearly a thousand female night elves were pregnant in Astrana. This was a phenomenon that did not exist in the previous Kaldorei society.
, in the past, it might take several years for the immortal night elf race to have a newborn, and adult elves were actually not very keen on getting married and having children.
On the one hand, the pregnancy rate has greatly increased. On the other hand, the life of expectant night elves mothers who are expecting to give birth has also become worse. I don’t know if it is because the blessing of the World Tree on the night elves has expired. In short,
, Childbirth, which used to seem very sacred, has become "bloody" in these two weeks.
"ah!"
The night elf mother, who was tossing and turning on the bed, let out another scream. Her beautiful face had become distorted due to pain. The Moon Priest on the side was nervously wiping her face with water, while beside the bed, several other moon-gods
The pastor was a little confused and didn't know how to help this mother.
Because the birth in front of them was completely different from the births they had seen in their previous lives...it could be said that it was beyond their understanding.
"What are you still doing?"
Finally, a human Sister of the Holy Light who was temporarily staying in Astrana and trying to preach to the elves heard about this incident and rushed over to help. She rushed into the room and saw these busy moons.
The priests were in an embarrassing situation, and the old nun of the Holy Light Church immediately got angry.
In the culture of the human empire, the Church of Holy Light is the most knowledgeable group of people, and the nuns among them occasionally play the role of midwives. And this old nun with sincere faith appears to the elves in her short life.
, she has helped at least 30 children to be born smoothly. Her experience is so much higher than these elves that she doesn’t know where she is.
"You! Little girl, hold her hand down and don't let her scratch herself!"
"You, girl with big braids, come here to help, wait a minute, wash your hands first!"
"And you, go and prepare some hot water!"
The human nun used her rich experience to hold the scene. After a lot of work, when the elf mother was about to faint, a pair of beautiful twins finally gave birth smoothly. The old nun wrapped the two elf babies in a clean blanket and handed them over.
In the hands of the helpless father, the old nun looked at the young and beautiful Luna Priests around her with some doubts as the night elves couldn't stop thanking her.
As a practitioner of faith, the old lady of the Holy Light Church doesn't care about the elf's beautiful face. She cares more about the beauty of the soul. But now, she has a strange doubt.
"I heard from the archbishop that each of you has lived for thousands of years..."
The human nun asked curiously:
"Then you should have experienced many baby deliveries. Why... why are you acting so panicked, as if it is the first time you see this kind of scene? Look at the poor little girl, she almost bleeds when she sees it.
I fainted, this shouldn’t happen!”
Faced with the questioning of the human Sister of Holy Light, the senior priest of the Astlana Moon Temple said softly with some embarrassment:
"Sister of the Holy Light, you don't know much about our night elf traditions. In the past years, night elf mothers did not need our help when giving birth."
"Yes, old lady."
A younger pastor lady answered and pointed to a moon well on the edge of the city while dancing:
"We will put mothers who are about to give birth into the water from the moon well. With the blessing of the moon god, she will not feel pain or bleed. The moon god will help the baby to be born smoothly...
"
"Oh, that sounds very convenient."
The old human grandmother commented while turning the rosary beads:
"No wonder you haven't seen such a natural birth... But why don't you use this method now?"
This question made all the Luna priests around her become sad. After a moment, the older senior priest whispered:
"Because the World Tree is gone...and the blessing of the Moon God is gone. The Moon Well still has a healing effect, but it can no longer help mothers give birth to babies smoothly. We have been very busy in the past few days.
It's a pity that we don't have as much experience as you. Frankly speaking, we haven't even experienced the natural birth of a baby."
"It's strange, and it feels... scary."
The little Luna Priest couldn't help but shudder, and she whispered to the old human grandmother:
"The mother looked in so much pain just now. She bled a lot...I was even scared. I will never get married again."
"Hahaha, silly boy."
The old human grandmother recited a few Holy Light Prayers. She smiled kindly, stroked the hair of the young Luna Priest, and whispered:
"In my belief, human beings are born from pain, burdened with the sins that caused their mother's pain, and have to cleanse their lives with good deeds. However, birth of flesh and blood is not unclean. It is a sacred ceremony that represents life and blood.
Inheritance... let me teach you how to help those mothers who are in pain. Judging from your current situation, you really need to learn this."
After saying that, amidst the thanks from the other priests, a shrewd look flashed in the eyes of the old woman, and she whispered:
"But you must also give me the right to preach here, and at least give me a small church. I am still living in your hotel. For a believer, this is a bit unseemly."
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"Astrana has had 213 newborn babies in the past two weeks? And one-third of them are twins?"
In the Temple of the Moon in Mount Hyjal, Tyrande looked at a report in her hand in surprise. She looked at the pale General Ryan Wolfwalker in front of her with some disbelief, and asked:
"Is this true? Are you sure you're not mistaken? General! More than 200 newborns. This is the number of new people we have only had in the past 10 years!"
"I know this is hard to believe, High Priest."
General Wolfwalker shrugged helplessly:
"But it's true, you haven't seen the next demographic table yet... the number of pregnant mothers in the past half month has reached a peak that the Kaldorei have never seen in ten thousand years. Predictably
Yes, in the spring of next year, Astrana, and even the entire Kaldorei civilization, will usher in an unprecedented wave of baby booms. Preliminary estimates are that, especially in Astrana, the number of babies born next year will be
Reaching an astonishing 2,000-3,000 people!”
"this..."
Tyrande felt that her thinking was a little confused. Even though she was well-informed, she was a little overwhelmed by the sudden situation in front of her.
Ever since Queen Azshara founded the Elf Empire, the elves have not been a race that reproduces quickly. Their physical conditions are too superior, so difficulty in reproduction has become a standard for the elves. Even they are very different from the night elves.
The fertility rate of high elves is pitifully low compared to humans.
And this unprecedented and rapid baby boom is undoubtedly abnormal.
"These newborns... are their bodies healthy?"
Tyrande suspected that this might be a conspiracy of another ancient god. He looked at General Wolfwalker, who replied seriously:
"The Luna Priests of Astrana have tested the body of the newborn. It is very healthy, even a little too healthy..."
"Bang"
Just when Tyrande and Wolfwalker looked at each other in silence, the door of the Moon Temple was suddenly pushed open, and a Moon God guard walked over quickly and said to Tyrande:
"The High Priest...General Jarod, who has been missing for thousands of years, is back!"
"What?"
This news made Tyrande and Wolfwalker widen their eyes at the same time. Jarod Shadowsong, this is the younger brother of Warden Maiev Shadowsong, and the commander of the frontal battlefield in the War of the Ancients. He once
The dragons, demigods, night elves, nature spawn and the Burning Legion were commanding the roads of Kalimdor. Without Jarod's command, the outcome of the War of the Ancients would have been completely different.
Moreover, at the end of the War of the Ancients, Jarod's reputation among the night elves was higher than that of Tyrande and Malfurion. If Jarod wanted to be the king of the elves at that time, he probably wouldn't get much.
There were many objections, but unfortunately, Jarod was not a man who was greedy for power, especially after he was almost killed by Illidan. Jarod quickly took his wife and lived in seclusion.
Why would he return to the Kaldorei civilization at this juncture?
Tyrande and Wolfwalker looked at each other, and finally Wolfwalker asked loudly:
"Guard! Have you ever asked General Jarod about the reason for his sudden return?"
"Asked...uh."
The expression of the guard lady was somewhat strange. Under the questioning eyes of the two commanders, she said hesitantly:
"General Jarod's wife was about to give birth, but she was seriously ill again. He didn't know who to ask for help, so he had no choice but to return to Mount Hyjal. This is what he said personally..."
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By the time Tyrande returned to the Temple of the Moon, it was already a night with a thin moon and stars.
She personally welcomed Jarod Shadowsong, who had returned to Kaldorei society, and his wife Sarah Hill, a gentle and generous female elf with the blood of the Highborne, at the pass of Mount Hyjal.
Probably because of the sudden disappearance of the World Tree, Sarah Hill's already poor physical condition worsened, and she developed a serious disease.
What's worse is that this strange "baby boom" in Kaldorei has also affected Sarah Hill. Judging from the elf's big belly, these are definitely twins, maybe even triplets.
Tyrande comforted Jarod, who was a little anxious, but she did not tell Jarod the miserable fact, that is, all of Sarah Hill's life force had been used to support the newborn in her belly, and this was this
The respectable mother volunteered to do this, which meant that once the child was born, it was likely that the terminally ill Sarah Hill would pass away.
Even as the High Priest of the Moon, Tyrande was unable to heal this kind of injury. Without the World Tree, Sarah Hill's last hope of survival had also disappeared.
And there was an even more terrifying fact that Tyrande had concealed.
Jarod's only relative, his sister Maiev Shadowsong, has been confirmed... to have died in the Black Coast battlefield, and it is very likely that the body and soul were taken away by those damn Dark Blade undead, and
Given Jarod's current condition, Tyrande still felt it would be better to hide the news.
Tyrande opened the window of the Temple of the Moon. This newly built building was not as majestic as the original Temple of the Moon, and could even be called shabby. However, after communicating with Elune in person, Tyrande already understood.
Although Elune did not tell her clearly the reason for the birth of the night elves and the mission they shouldered, Tyrande is a smart woman, and she can guess...
The Old God hidden in the darkness of the world is Elune's greatest enemy, and the enemy that the night elves must defeat!
"call"
A cold wind suddenly blew in Tyrande's room. The Night Warrior turned around suddenly, with a silver double-headed war scythe in her hand. She looked at the shadow behind her with a standard warrior posture.
But I saw a most familiar person.
Malfurion...her dead husband, her true love.
"Bang"
The war scythe in Tyrande's hand fell to the ground. The poor woman took a step forward with a sad face. She stretched out her hand and tried to touch Malfurion's cheek, but the latter shook his head and took a step back.
, let yourself be in that cold darkness.
"My Tyrande... I am no longer the Malfurion you remember. I came here tonight to tell you something you must know."
"But I want to hear you say it more. I want to hear it from your own mouth that you will never leave me!"
Tyrande, who acted as tough as steel in front of outsiders, was like an unreasonable girl. She took a sudden step and hugged Malfurion tightly in front of her, who wanted to kill Tyrande.
Rand pushed away, but in the end, he sighed, stroked his wife's hair as before, and said softly in a voice lacking emotion:
"Tyrion took away the inheritance of the night elves... but Elune personally came to the dead world, forcing the lord of the dead world to return all the elven souls he plundered to you in the form of newborn babies... This
The process may last for several years. After the baby boom ends, the fertility rate of the night elves will reach the same level as that of the high elves, and the Kaldorei civilization will not collapse due to the loss of the World Tree..."
"But the rules of the dead world have begun to change the present world. My Tyrande, elves, humans, orcs, all civilizations will eventually be included in the cycle of life and death established by Tyrion, but don't worry, Elune is still
Under the protection of the Kaldorei and under the majesty of the Moon God, the night elves will gain a new form of reproduction that will no longer be constrained..."
"This is a disaster, but it is also a new life. The shackles on the Kaldorei have been completely broken. Although we paid a heavy price, you are finally free. Continue to walk bravely, Tyrande, and
Together with Illidan and Jarod, take your people and continue on, and eventually become a part of this changing world that cannot be ignored..."
"I don't want this! I don't want to hear this!"
Tyrande screamed with tears streaming down her face:
"I only want you! I only want you! Malfurion, don't leave me!"
"well..."
Malfurion stretched out his cold fingers and lifted Tyrande's cheek filled with sadness and tears. He leaned down and kissed Tyrande's forehead gently. He said:
"I have been with you for ten thousand years, my Tyrande. It was the best ten thousand years of my life..."
"But, that is already in the past, forget me...I must also be forgotten."
