Orfa only gave Sharlayan three days to prepare.

Sharlayan didn't want to waste too much energy on trivial matters, and originally planned to return to Drustvar by boat after sending out the letter saying he was safe.

The arrival of Cyrus and his attitude surprised Sharlayan a little.

Sharlayan: "Is it my illusion, this big man seems to be trying to trick me?"

【Be confident, he is indeed inquiring about your information on the sidelines, maybe it is Dai Lin's order? 】

"Daelin..."

Sharlayan was a little puzzled: "Daelin and I have never met formally. Why is he asking me, an unknown person?"

【Who knows, maybe it has something to do with the naval battle in the Palatine Gulf. 】

Cyrus didn't make things difficult for Sharlayan, he just asked some questions about his origin, and after getting the answers, he politely said goodbye and left.

Sending Cyrus away, Rogers, a staff member of the Port Authority, looked at Sharlayan with a strange expression.

"A navy knight, the captain of His Majesty Daelin's personal guard, can come to inquire in person... Are you a big shot in Quel'Thalas?"

Sharlayan spread his hands mockingly: "Do you know how discriminated against half-elves are in Quel'Thalas? Big man? You're thinking too much."

Saying goodbye to Brother Rogers, who was dubious, Salayan asked for directions in Boralus, which was still full of jubilant atmosphere, and soon found the post office that Rogers mentioned next to the hotel.

Hand the prepared letter to the post office and entrust them to deliver it to Quel'Thalas. The mailing address is the residence of the Deep Shadow family.

"Quel'Thalas..."

The receptionist at the post office scratched his head in distress.

"It hasn't been long since the high elves opened their borders. Sunsail Port, which was destroyed by the tribe, is still under urgent repair. The ship that delivers the letter can only go as far as Stratholme City, and then it will turn to land. Your letter may be later than expected. Shipped in a few days."

Sharlayan was not surprised by this.

In order to prevent the Alliance from chasing it from the sea, Orgrim destroyed all the existing ships in the port before leaving Sunsail Port, and a fire burned the bustling Sunsail Port to a white ground.

After joining the alliance, although Quel'Thalas has been opened to trade, the largest foreign trade port has not yet been repaired.

Except for a small number of privileged ships that can directly dock at Sunstrider Island, foreign business travelers can only enter Eversong Forest through the gate of Salas by land.

Sharlayan thought about sending the letter to Dalaran, but the whereabouts of Krasus and Kael'thas are doubtful. Both of them may leave Dalaran for different reasons, and the letter may not be received.

"Hmm~"

After handing over the trust to the Boralus post office, Sharlayan stretched himself on the busy street of Huifan Market.

"Okay! Go back, it's time to study."

…

In the palace of Boralus, Daelin, who had returned from the battle, pushed the representatives of the other three major families, and came to the study with Queen Catherine to exchange information.

After Prince Derek died in battle, Daelin and Catherine were deeply saddened for a long time.

Any trauma will gradually heal under the scouring of time, but the hatred will not dissipate because of it.

Although Derek died in the flames of the red dragon, Daelin had already learned from Krasus that the red dragon was being coerced, and he put all his hatred on the orcs who caused it, and vowed that he would never let any orcs go.

"How's Tandre?"

Dai Lin's inquiry made Queen Catherine show a bitter smile: "It's not very good, he doesn't think he is the material to be a king, and he is firmly opposed to succeeding the crown prince."

"Tandre only wants to gallop on the sea. His dream is to become the admiral of the fleet, and to recover this blood debt from the orcs just like you."

"Hey~"

Dai Lin also smiled wryly and sighed: "It's not unexpected, that idiot is still so stubborn... Forget it, let's talk about it later."

"It really doesn't work, I can only hope for Jaina."

Catherine showed worry on her face: "Is this really good? Jaina wanted to become a mage since she was a child, and she worked hard for it."

Daelin shook his head helplessly: "What can I do? Derek died in battle unfortunately, and Tandre, who has a straightforward temper, is not a suitable candidate to be king. Only Jaina, who was ice and snow smart since childhood, is left."

"His Majesty."

Just as the husband and wife were worrying about the heir to the throne, there was a sudden knock on the door of the study.

Dai Lin quickly recovered his majestic expression: "Say."

"Captain Cyrus is back."

Dai Lin's eyes flashed: "Let him in."

…

Cyrus took his leave after reporting the investigation situation, and Daelin stroked the beard on his chin thoughtfully.

"Deep Shadow? Could it be..."

Catherine asked puzzledly: "Is there any problem? I remember that the Deep Shadow family is a big family in Quel'Thalas, and they are **** members of the royal party?"

Dai Lin's eyes flickered a little: "No, it has nothing to do with the Deep Shadow family's political stance, I just thought of an old thing."

"Do you still remember that 'high elf' woman who visited Boralus to meet her father more than 10 years ago, Inas Deep Shadow?"

After Dai Lin's reminder, Catherine's eyes suddenly widened.

"You mean..."

"Um."

Taking out a pipe from his pocket and lighting it, Daelin got up and walked to the bed, looking towards the west of Boralus City.

He exhaled heavily, and Dai Lin's expression fluctuated in the lingering smoke.

"Could it be that that absurd prophecy will really come true one day?"

…

After returning to Xiaowan Town by boat, Sharlayan didn't stay in the town, and spent more than an hour returning to the Thorny Whisperer's Den.

Orfa didn't ask any questions about Sharlayan's going out, and after confirming that he had finished his private affairs, he began the basic lecture on the way of druids.

"First, you need to understand the difference between a Thorn Whisperer and a Druid."

"Every thornspeaker is a qualified druid, but a druid may not be able to become a thornspeaker."

In order to better explain the nature of the Thorn Whisperer to Sharlayan, Alfa transformed back into a human form for the first time, with his two hands shining with different brilliance.

According to Orfa, the Drusts live far longer than humans, but they are by no means an eternal biological clock like the night elves.

The average lifespan of a Drust is 2,000 years old, and the powerful Thorn Whisperer can extend his lifespan by virtue of his life force, but at most it will not exceed 3,000 years old.

Alfa is more than 2,800 years old this year, and he is very close to the limit of his lifespan. From his old human form, we can see some clues~lightnovelpub.net~ Alfa’s skinny hands hold a ball of energy, even if Even Sharlayan could see that these two energies had completely opposite properties, one representing life and the other representing death.

"That's the difference between a Thorn Whisperer and a Druid."

Orfa stretched out his left hand that was emitting a dim light: "The early ancestors of the Drust obtained another power that is diametrically opposed to life, death, by distorting the power of life."

"The real Thorny Whisperer needs to balance the power of the two, so that the cycle of life and death goes on and on. We don't favor either side, we just intercept their power and use it."

"Power is just a tool, how to use it depends on the individual."

"...that being said."

Dissipating the energy in his hands, Alpha sighed with a wry smile.

"Under the tyrannical rule of Gorak Tul, the eager Thornwhispers have tipped the balance, abusing the power of death to the point where the living should not."

"That's Zloth, the realm of blight."

Sharlayan turned to look at the Kul Tiran Thorn Whisperer outside the den.

"Then these people..."

"Heh~ Just like you guessed."

Orfa: "In order to prevent my apprentices from going down the wrong path again, I only taught them the life side."

"Strictly speaking, they are just druids, not orthodox thorn whisperers."

"Life and death..."

Sharlayan frowned and asked, "What exactly is the Withered Realm? The world after death?"

"No, of course not."

Orfa said vaguely: "Your current knowledge is not enough to understand the nature of the withered world, come on, I will teach you from the beginning, first let you learn the correct use of druid spells and natural forces Way."