When the Kaldorei Sentinel General was about to disappear in Elune and the sun began to climb in the east.
She limped back to the camp, looking like she was injured, and the injury was a little serious.
The general's personal sentry was not seen all night, and when he came up to ask about it out of concern, she simply explained a few words and hid in the tent.
It didn't take long.
Sera, captain of Shandris' personal guard, saw Janna, the general's soul companion, fly out of her tent and quickly disappear into the bright sky.
Sierra looked back.
She looked at the tent.
She was very curious as to why the General stayed away all night last night. When he came back, he looked injured, but there were no wounds.
Although her feelings and relationship were very good, and she usually talked about almost anything, she didn't know why, but she didn't dare to ask this time.
"It always feels like something is happening." Sierra said to herself.
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The endless sea.
The hazy outline of Zandalar Island in the distance can already be seen in the distance.
However, this kind of thing is the same as sailing on the sea. Even if Zandalar Island can be seen, it will take half a day for the Kaldorei fleet to reach the coast.
Tyrande Whisperwind stood on the bow of the fleet flagship, talking to an owl that was all white, so white that it was almost translucent.
What came out of the owl's beak was not its voice, but the voice of Shandris, Tyrande's familiar and friendly voice.
"My mother. There is such a wicked person, and the things he does are evil. But Elune does not let me punish him. Instead, she wants me to get close to him and guide him."
"What do you think I should do?"
Shandris' voice only said these two words.
The soul owl can send messages, but it cannot communicate directly between two parties. It can only communicate in a way similar to recording on earth.
After hearing the adopted daughter's voice coming from Janna's mouth, Tyrande's thin and long green eyebrows couldn't help but raise.
The soul companion can transmit the master's voice with 100% accuracy, which allowed her to hear the fatigue and hesitation in Shandris's voice from Janna.
The adopted daughter obviously encountered something in her life or work that confused her and could not be solved.
Just like in the past ten thousand years, when Elune can't answer her questions, she will come to herself.
This made Tyrande couldn't help but chuckle. Although she and her lover have not been officially married yet, the feeling of being a mother has been there more than 10,000 years ago.
Most of the time, Tyrande liked this feeling.
She likes Shandris very much.
Two believers of Elune, two elves. They are like mother and daughter, like sisters, and like colleagues. At the same time, they are comrades with the same ambition, to protect the world and promote the kindness of Elune.
After thinking about it, Tyrande said to the soul owl: "Please record my words, Janna. Then send it to Shandris."
The soul owl nodded.
"Follow Elune's guidance. Since the Moon God didn't ask you to punish him, then he is not really evil. Even if he is doing things that seem evil to you..."
When you finish saying this sentence.
Tyrande couldn't help but be stunned.
The words she used to explain her daughter's doubts reminded her of long-standing memories.
There used to be someone beside her who behaved very much like the words she just said to clarify Shandris's confusion.
That guy also kept doing things that looked evil, depraved, and selfish to everyone.
But no matter what everyone thinks of him.
Both myself and my lover always believe that he is not an evil person or a bad person.
Even if what he did really broke the hearts of himself and his lover, he would not be able to be ruthless in the end if his lover and he were not in a righteous relationship.
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed that Janna had been staring at her.
Ms. Yufeng quickly explained: "The second sentence does not need to be passed on. Only the next words need to be passed on, and this sentence does not need to be passed on."
The soul owl nodded again.
It has extremely high intelligence, it has been strengthened by the power of Elune and the Emerald Dream, it just looks like an owl.
If an existence like Janna appeared in some troll tribes or barbarian tribes with relatively small populations and primitive populations, there is a high probability that they would be worshiped as Loa or gods.
"Follow your heart. Do what you want to do, and Elune will always be watching you from the sky. He will answer your questions, and he will always guide the Kaldorei."
"I will always stand behind you and support you. Love your mother, Tyrande."
After saying these two sentences, Tyrande, who was feeling a little melancholy, waved his hand gently.
"That's it. Go back and inform Shandris. The fleet will cruise at her designated location and wait for her guidance."
General Sentinel's soul partner nodded again, turned around and flew high into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.
Tyrande watched it disappear.
But my mood couldn't be calm.
"It's been more than ten thousand years." She murmured to herself.
"Ten thousand years." She looked down at the dark ocean below.
"……call"
The high priest of Elune sighed.
There were footsteps behind me.
"What's confusing you? Tyrande, there aren't many things that can make you sigh." Fandral Staghelm's voice came out.
came from behind her.
Tyrande turned around.
Staghelm, who was tall and strong and looked not like a druid at all, but like a tough warrior, walked over.
"The world has been disrupted, and I'm confused about it." Tyrande said without changing her expression.
"Then we will bring the disrupted world back to correct order!" Fandral said firmly.
Tyrande smiled.
Fandral was not in the mood to discuss such matters with her. He had never liked the members of the Sisterhood of Elune because these females always liked to study such things.
"I'm going to find Astalia." The archdruid said directly.
"But we still have to wait for news from Shandris." Tyrande frowned.
"I just need to bring a few druids with me. Or I can go by myself!" Fandral did not give in.
"But you are the commander of the army, and the army cannot live without you." Tyrande said.
Fandral smiled indifferently: "Tylande, you know. You can do well on your own, we don't need to appear at the same time."
Tyrande fell silent.
"I'm informing you. I will take a few of my students there. After I find Astalia, I will go find you."
Fandral Staghelm himself said.
What else could Tyrande say? He knew the temper of his beloved disciple, and his temper was very un-kaldorei.
When Staghelm was young and was Malfurion's apprentice, he was the kind of student who dared to openly contradict Malfurion and made the Archdruid unable to step down.
But even so.
Fandral Staghelm was also Malfurion's favorite and most trusted student. After the archdruid entered the Emerald Dream, he gave most of his strength to Staghelm.
Staghelm's character also gives him many supporters among the Kaldorei. After all, not all Kaldorei are peaceful.
"Then go ahead." Tyrande is not a sloppy person.
"Say hello to Astalia for me," she said to Fandral.
Fandral nodded.
Turn around and walk toward the stern of the ship.
His daughter-in-law and several students were waiting for him there.
after a little while
Tyrande saw several ravens flying from the ship, flying faster than the fleet to the troll island.
