Being far apart, even though Sarlayan was worried, he had no choice but to temporarily suppress his inner uneasiness.
Alleria was very talkative, and when we met again after a long absence, she happily told Sarlayan about some of her experiences during the expedition.
The Farstriders fought fierce battles with orcs in Hillsbrad Foothills, faced the terrifying power of red dragons in Arathi Highlands, and witnessed the confrontation between death knights and paladins in Stannbrad.
This long battle, called the Second Orc War by barrages, was extremely dangerous. Even as a long-range force of the Alliance, Alleria was injured on the battlefield more than once.
She took off the gauntlet on her left hand and turned her wrist over to show Sarlayan.
There was a hideous scar left on the inner side of the forearm that should have been flawless. Judging from the direction and shape of the scar, it seemed that the injury was a cutting type of injury.
"Having participated in the entire war, I have a personal experience of the orcs' powerful individual strength and brutal nature."
Alleria, who has always been free and uninhibited, rarely showed a serious expression: "This is also the reason why I rushed back to Quel'Thalas. I was worried that my long-lasting peace motherland would subconsciously underestimate the dangers of the tribe."
"It turns out that my concerns were correct."
Alleria sighed with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I have your guidance. If my mother is really trapped alone..."
"Although I don't want to say this, but based on common sense, the mother will probably be in trouble."
Sarlayan didn't think that he had done anything important. He just followed the trend of the barrage and the situation.
Without the help of other companions, he, a newbie, would be powerless to encounter a general-level troll.
"Don't underestimate yourself too much."
Alleria smiled and rubbed Sarlayan's head: "It's your credit, no one can take it away. You must learn to face the changes that your every move brings to the surroundings."
"Whether these changes are good or bad, they happen because of you."
"Okay~ So much for the preaching that doesn't suit my character."
Alleria was not the kind of person who liked to speak great truths. If it weren't for Sarlayan, she would not have had the patience to tell others her valuable experience.
The Windrunner family, except for the meek Lylas, all have a vigorous and resolute temper.
After only staying at Deep Shadow Manor for more than half an hour, Alleria hugged Sarlayan goodbye again.
Next, she has to visit Melia first, reach Silvermoon City through teleportation, and assist Alliance envoy Turayan in persuading Anasteria to officially join the Alliance.
After experiencing a battle to defend Quel'Thalas and being attacked by the Horde, the high elves have begun to face the huge threat from the Horde.
Even if it was just for self-protection, the Sun King would overwhelm the opposition of the Silver Moon Council and agree to join the Alliance to fight against the Horde.
Sarlayan still doesn't know the final outcome of the four nobles, but at least they won't be able to step out and cause trouble for a long time.
Without the support of the four nobles behind it, the Silver Moon Parliament will probably fall into chaos for a period of time, and Anasteria will have greater confidence in passing the proposal by force.
However, just in case, Turalyon and Alleria, who represented the alliance, still had to make a gesture and inform the members of the council of the orcs' detailed information as much as possible to help Anasteria make the final decision.
Before leaving, Alleria indeed extended an invitation to Sarlayan.
"Salayan, during this expedition, I saw a wider world, and finally realized the problem of Quel'Thalas."
"It's so peaceful here. It's like a pool of stagnant water that hasn't moved for thousands of years. No changes can be seen."
"Stad water will only harbor dirt. If we want to change the outdated status quo of Quel'Thalas, we must find a way to make it 'flow' again."
"But you also know that our influence alone cannot influence the decisions of the Sun King and the Silver Moon Council."
"In this case, we can only change the decadent inherent concepts of high elf society from the bottom up, starting from the bottom, so that the people can gradually adapt to the changes brought by the outside world."
Sarlayan has lived in Quel'Thalas since he was a child, and he doesn't know enough about the outside world that Alleria talks about, and he doesn't know what the difference is between the so-called outside world and Quel'Thalas.
Thalayan cannot yet comment on whether Alleria's somewhat transgressive ideas are good or bad for Quel'Thalas.
But judging from his understanding of Alleria, Alleria is definitely serious, unprecedentedly serious.
He rarely saw such a serious expression on Alleria's face, which always had a cynical smile.
…
After sending Alleria away, Sarlayan's mood fluctuated a bit, and it took him a while to calm down again.
"Alleria has also found the faith she fights for, what about me?"
Sarlayan sat in a daze on the balcony of the second bedroom on the second floor, staring at the mirror-flat Lake Arendal in a daze.
The barrage was currently discussing the difference between Alleria today and the Windrunner sister they remembered.
"Was Alleria so chic when she was young? I thought she was the most stable of the three sisters."
"How is it possible? If Alleria was really stable, she would not give up the responsibilities she should have inherited and rebelliously join the Far Travelers."
"The Alleria we see in the game has long been smoothed by endless battles, and her personality will definitely change after becoming a mother."
"Mother?"
Sarlayan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Who is her future husband?"
"Turayan is the Alliance envoy who visited Quel'Thalas with Alleria this time, one of the five first-generation paladins, and the future Archbishop of the Holy Light Legion."
Sarlayan ignored those seemingly glamorous titles, and his brows gradually wrinkled.
"Is Turalyon human?"
"Uh~ yes."
"We know what you are worried about, but Turayan will have another opportunity in the future. To be precise, he should be regarded as a light-forged human being. He has received the high-intensity infusion of the holy light and will not be as short-lived as ordinary humans."
"Is this so?"
Sarlayan's brows gradually relaxed.
To be favored by Alleria, the human paladin named Turalyon must have a lot of shining points.
At this time, the barrage began to take the opportunity to apply eye drops to the wither licking dog in their mouth.
"The pairing of Alleria and Turalyon is pretty good, and the relationship between Vereesa and Ronin is also recognized by most people. Only Sylvanas and that licking dog, I would kill them."
deny!"
"Turalyon and Ronin are both out-and-out heroes. Who is the Blighter? What contribution has he made to Azeroth?"
"etc!"
Sarlayan rubbed his eyebrows inexplicably: "You mean, the three Windrunner sisters all fall in love with humans?"
"Yeah, it's unbelievable, right?"
"But that's just the original history. Alleria aside, you still have a chance to change the tragic fate of Sylvanas and Vereesa (Devil's Whisper)."
"Fuck, although there are many flaws in this sentence, but judging from the results, there seems to be no problem. The future fate of these two sisters is indeed not very good."
'Ronin and Nathanos...'
Sarlayan himself is a half-elf, and he has no prejudice against the combination of high elves and humans.
But according to what the barrage said, the future of Vereesa and Sylvanas does not seem to be very good.
Vereesa became a widow early, Sylvanas also died due to a major event that endangered the entire world, and there was a "corpse party" with Nathanos, who also died.
After all, they met each other, and those two are still Lilas's most important sisters.
If given the chance, Sarlayan hopes that their fate will not be as tragic as in the "original history".
"Forget it, it's too early to think about this now. With my current strength, let alone changing their fate, I can't even guarantee my own safety."
Putting aside his messy thoughts for the time being, Sarlayan opened the letter from Alleria that was given to him. The first thing he saw was a delicate blue-gray bag.
Sarlayan looked through it carefully, and a look of shock gradually appeared on his face.