Chapter 1189 The true meaning of Velens commission
In a world full of dangers like Azeroth, strong personal strength is indeed indispensable.
The Azeroth mentioned here refers to the entire universe, including Draenor.
In Sarlayan's view, being a spiritual leader who leads the people forward requires more than just strong personal strength. The most important thing is to see the crises and opportunities on the road ahead through an outstanding overall situation.
What? Military command, diplomacy and internal affairs capabilities?
If spiritual leaders need to be comprehensive in all aspects, why do we need a bishops’ council?
The reason why Prophet Velen is called a prophet is precisely because of his ability to foresee things that go beyond common sense.
He was always able to detect dangers and traps in advance when the Burning Legion was chasing them madly, allowing the draenei to escape danger time and time again.
Of course, Velen's incredible ability to foresee is something that can only be encountered but cannot be sought, and it must not be used as a regular assessment standard.
And since coming to Draenor, I don’t know whether it was due to changes in the timeline, someone deliberately covering it up, or some other objective reasons. In short, Velen has lost that powerful ability to foresee.
The sudden change caused the extremely uncomfortable Velen to become helpless, which was the main reason why he wanted to cultivate a successor.
He hoped that his successor could see clearly the direction the draenei should go in the future from a different perspective than him, and the person he finally chose was young Yrel.
Now the draenei have become a member of Azeroth, and are working with Quel'Thalas and Suramar to research and restore the cutting-edge technologies they once had but were gradually lost during their escape.
As an ally, Sharlayan naturally wants to further close the relationship with the Draenei... After all, the high elves still have a lot to learn from the remnants of the Argus civilization that once dominated the universe.
Velen's original words were to entrust Sharlayan to drop by Falanlon and persuade the draenei living in seclusion here to go to Azeroth to use their remaining energy.
But... after meeting Yrel and learning about her life from the barrage, Sharlayan guessed the true purpose of Velen's commission.
He wanted Sarlayan, an outsider, to persuade Yrel to cheer up again from a perspective different from his own.
Just like the barrage said, there are some things that will cause instinctive disgust and resistance in certain people if told by family members who are very familiar with them.
However, outsiders' similar but different opinions can actually make the specific person who is aware of the problem in his heart give up his stubbornness and accept it easily.
Sarlayan doesn't know why this is the case, he can only say that human nature is like this.
In the wily Velen's plan, Sarlayan plays the role of the outsider who reveals the key.
Is Yrel stupid?
How could someone who could be trained by Velen as his successor be stupid?
In fact, Yirel was vaguely aware that there was something wrong with her current thinking, but due to her rebellious psychology, the young and stubborn woman instinctively did not want to admit that she had gone into a misunderstanding.
After many attempts to persuade him to no avail, the wise and experienced old prophet was obviously aware of the problem, which is why he entrusted Sarlayan with a secretive mission to the real target.
In the next week, Sarlayan seemed to have forgotten Velen's commission and completely relaxed his mind and body to enjoy the rare vacation life.
In the morning, I transformed back into my original dragon form and soared and raced in the sky with Onyxia, Stellagosa, and Tinagosa. In the afternoon, I went to the beach to play happily with Valeera and Jaina.
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There is a saying that when you face the sea, the flowers bloom in spring.
After putting aside all the worries related to work, Sarlayan always felt that time passed extremely fast, and the week of slapstick and fussing passed by in the blink of an eye.
During this week, Yrel seemed to have disappeared, and no one was seen even during daily patrols and training.
After asking the old village chief and learning that Yrel was safe and sound, Sarlayan did not take the initiative to look for the hiding girl, as agreed, leaving her with sufficient time for self-reflection.
Everything that needs to be done has been done, and everything that needs to be said has been said.
If Yrel can't get out of the dead end in the end... Sharlayan will have no choice but to go back to Velen.
To use a common saying from another world, if it's going to rain and your mother wants to get married, let her go. Haste makes waste.
Originally, Sarlayan thought that Yrel would not force him to make a final decision until the deadline was close to a month later, but this was not the case.
On the second weekend of completely relaxing and having fun in Flanlon, when Sarlayan, whose skin was obviously tanned, returned to the door of the family's temporary residence with an unlucky shark on his shoulders, Yrel was beside him.
He paced back and forth anxiously in the courtyard in front of his home.
"...What are you doing? Want to dig a hole in front of my house with your hooves?"
"Alas!"
Yrel seemed to be trapped in his own world. He suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him and subconsciously raised his leg to perform a roundhouse kick backwards.
Although Sarlayan relaxed his nerves during the vacation, there was still a level gap between the two. As Yrel's shoulders sank, Sarlayan predicted her next move.
"Snapped!"
The free left hand was raised to the side of her head to block Yrel's kick, and Sarlayan also grabbed the recurved joint of her left foot.
"Why are you so nervous? Relax."
Rolling his eyes angrily, Sarlayan picked up the shark that had been sent away with his right hand and lightly hit Yrel on the head.
"Come in, let's eat shark fin tonight."
"emmmmm..."
Fallon Island is close to the sea, and of course Yirel has eaten shark fins. After coming back to her senses, she looked at Sarlayan with a strange expression as he staggered into the house carrying the shark.
"Why do you have to carry the whole shark back to eat shark fins? Can't you just take out the shark fins?"
Sarlayan turned around and looked at Yrel with a strange expression: "...Are you serious? You don't think that sharks can swim happily in the sea without their fins, do you?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Instead of sinking tragically to the bottom of the sea and waiting to starve to death, why not just give them a good time, at least they won't die so painfully, right?"
According to Sarlayan, cutting off the fins of sharks and releasing them back into the sea is sheer hypocrisy.
After losing its fin, the shark can no longer swim at all and can only sink helplessly to the bottom of the sea and wait for death.
"is that so?"
Yrel had never considered this issue before. After listening to Sarlayan's explanation, she subconsciously followed Sarlayan into the hut, with a thoughtful look on her face.
Among the members of Sarlayan's family, Stellagosa, who has studied hard to cook, has the best cooking skills. She is still the one to show off her skills tonight, while the others are helping to cook.
After drinking and eating, the others consciously left the hut on the pretext of going out to eat, leaving only Sarlayan and Yrel, who was obviously worried.
Sarlayan didn't like this weird atmosphere where the two of them sat across from each other but never spoke, so he took the initiative to speak and broke the quiet atmosphere.
"So? You came to our door after avoiding us for half a month. Do you have anything to say?"
"No matter what you have to say or what questions you have, just ask them."
Sarlayan said with a calm expression: "Velun and I have been friends for many years, and I will try my best to help with any questions I can answer."
"Hoo~"
Yirel's face changed and he hesitated for a while before he made up his mind and let out a breath.
"I... want to know first how the situation in the outside world has changed over the past decade or so."
Sarlayan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Okay, only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight without danger."
"Where do you want to start learning about it first?"
"Where are the orcs going? The current situation of the draenei? The distribution of power in Azeroth? Or the environmental deterioration of Draenor?"
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Until Valeera and others returned from their "walk" after 9 o'clock in the evening, Sarlayan was still answering Yrel's many questions.
For some reason, Yrel voluntarily closed his eyes and ears, and was almost completely unaware of the changes in the outside world over the years.
When she heard that the crazy old tribe was defeated and destroyed by the Alliance, and was now being led back to normal by a pure-blooded orc who was not contaminated by evil energy, Yrel's expression was very complicated.
Yrel's biological sister Samara died at the hands of the orcs, and many of her relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms also died in that unjust war. To say that she had no hatred for the orcs...that was obviously true.
impossible.
Hearing that the new tribe planned to atone for the evil deeds committed by the old tribe in the past, Yrel didn't know how to react.
The enemy she had identified many years ago suddenly became a good person, and Yrel, who was kind-hearted, was a little confused. She didn't know whether she should continue to seek revenge on the orcs.