On the other side before, after obtaining Mavi's entire fleet in Ashes Valley, Rothema immediately moved the troops south along the sea route. Unlike other alliance races, their high elves had almost no calculations on the whole and the outcome of the war, because they believed that the tribes, at least the tribe navy, would not have the possibility of victory, so the war was simply insignificant compared to the current situation of the high elves. Especially now, an emergency has occurred.

For some reason, when they went deep into the depths of this sea area, which was once called Azshara, some elves actually had symptoms similar to madness, and there were many sporadic ones. As the temporary leader, Lothama was at a loss, and he could only try to increase the amount of medicine given by Mavi to suppress it, but in terms of the effect, it could be suppressed, and then feed the magic creatures and some light rangers and the high elves silver hands to try out the Holy Light, but the effect was very little. Fortunately, the symptoms of the disease disappeared and they could still calm down, but they were still very anxious when the disease occurred, because irrational people could do anything, especially now they were on various ships on the sea...

On the night of the second day of the ship, although he was exhausted, Rothema couldn't sleep, so he looked at the dark sea in front of the flagship alone, recalling and thinking about the past and future of his own tribe.

Once upon a time, the power of his own Sunwell had been nourishing their high elves. While bringing them magic and increasing their lives, it also brought a disease of devilishness. Perhaps it was nothing before the Sunwell disappeared, but after he disappeared, all the disadvantages were revealed. The power, mana and health they had once given disappeared, and replaced by a more devilish desire, which was all thanks to their prince.

The Sunwell was absorbed by Kelthas and surrendered to the natural disaster not only attracted the invasion of the Burning Legion, but also brought disaster to the entire High Elves. It was hard for him to imagine that as a nobleman, he would do this. Could it be that Dasrema gave the position of crown prince to his brother? But he always felt that Kelthas was a prince who had no intention of politics, and there seemed to be only one explanation, that is, the contradiction between emotions and "I"... This is really funny. After all, in theory, there are no fewer women with excellent high elves than humans.

But no matter what, Kelthus has made a mistake. They just hope that Illidan can lead the remnants of the Burning Legion to kill the betrayed prince, because Kelthus has pushed their race to the brink of destruction, causing the already rare high elves to fall from nearly one million at the beginning to only tens of thousands now. As for how many more there will be in the future, I really don’t know how to confirm it. Because he found that the disease of demonism not only blocked the longevity and health of the entire race, but also made them unable to reproduce and continue.

Thinking of this, he might have understood that during this most difficult period, Ronin put Wenleza to the Red Dragon Queen. If the crystallized half-elves of humans and the High Elves were the hope of this group, perhaps these high elves would be the last group of existing high elves...

He couldn't help but sigh, yes, Lothama was a small team leader under Sylvanas, and Wenleza left the team halfway due to Ronin, and coupled with the outstanding battle in the Battle of Northrend, Mavi promoted him to become her deputy. Later, the war suddenly broke out, and the high elves inside Quelthalas were almost slaughtered by Kelthas. Except for some high elves who lived in Lordaeron and Dalaran, and some rangers who studied the Holy Light in the Hand of Silver, they almost did not survive.

If he hadn't asked Sylvanas for leave to Lordaeron at that time, he might have become a dead person like their tribe. It was precisely because almost all the generals and nobles were killed or transformed into dead persons that he would naturally not have become the substantial leader of the current high elves. But he knew that perhaps as the deputy captain, he could still be competent in war, but the current situation was not something he could control at all. And he had a more suitable candidate in his heart...

"Leaderine..." Rothema noticed that his partner was coming to him. Yes, in addition to the support of the alliance, she took the lead in proposing and supporting the decision. As humans and high elves interacted with each other, and he was seeing his outstanding tribes, such as Fengxing's three sisters, all living in humans, and feeling the pressure, he realized that he could no longer hide anything from his sweetheart.

So he confessed to the high elf lady in front of him many times, but after every harsh rejection, he became more calm and rational. After the last time he went back in Northrend and asked for leave to go to the Silver Hand Church of Lordaeron to confess to Leaderin, he was still rejected, and Rothema felt completely out of the way.

Her own sense of loss followed by the fall of Que's Erthalas and the tragic death of his tribe, and immediately changed into the state he should have. At the gathering of the high elves in the cathedral, Leadrin rejected the consent of Wenleza, but made Rothema the commander of the high elves and continued until now. Putting aside personal feelings, Leadrin supported her behavior in the dark and once again ignited some emotional hope. Especially in the next few months, Leadrin, as a warhammer wielding her warhammer and other human paladins, she survived the situation where the Silver Hand was almost wiped out, which made Rothema feel that she would definitely cherish the always-preserved feelings for her.

Just now, her pretty face, which was originally among the elves, had been scratched several times, and her golden hair had changed color after being infected by the devil's blood... So Rothama believed that as long as she stabilized, she could live with her peacefully. But in the current situation, there was no chance to give them leisure, especially the current situation of the high elves, which made it impossible for him to have his personal feelings for her on such occasions. But what Rothama didn't expect was... "You are here, I thought you fell asleep."

"How could you fall asleep in such a situation...I didn't expect you to be here too."

Regarding this statement, Rothema took it for granted that this was just a pretext for Leaderine, but after he spoke to her easily, Rothema realized that the status quo was not what he imagined.

"I heard from some high elves that Stormwind and the Dwarves provided a lot of support, and with Mavi's support, I don't think this war will be difficult."

Lorthema's words made Leadrin frown, because it seemed to her that Lorthema still thought something too simple.

"Lothama, you are still so frivolous. You have never seen Thrall's power. Even the powerful Archmond can hold him underground for a long time. Do you think the protection of the Northern Fortress can be comparable to that devil? And if it is so simple, would Mavi, who was in the same era as our leader Dasrema, sacrifice his life like this? You are still too light..."

As before, in private, Leaderine always scolded Rothemma like this. Like before, Leaderine was lowering her head and accepting Leaderine's venting, but this time, he might be in a bad mood, so he couldn't help it and began to resist.

"Can I be worse? I've done my best. If you're not sure about me, why did you let me command the high elves instead of Wenleza? Are you worried that Wenleza is a vassal of humanity?"

"You are absolutely right. We are high elves and cannot completely succumb to humans. Although we belong to the alliance, we must be relatively independent, just like Iron Fortress, we are not humans."

"Is this why you recommended me?"

At this time, he began to question Leadline, and the answer he got obviously made him feel a little desperate.

"Yes, there must be a man among us, right? You're just a man."

"You are biased against humanity, so why don't you question Aurelia like everyone else during World War I and World War II? Why did you lead your people to learn the Holy Light after Winresa became a Ranger of Light? Why don't you dissuade Arthas and Sylvanas when she walked in?"

"That's because after I learned the Holy Light, I realized the greed and prejudice of human beings. They did not think that the Holy Light was a gift to everyone, but human beings. As for us high elves, sooner or later, we will become inferior human beings like dwarves. Just like Arthas, after he got Jaina, he had already attacked Sylvanas, and when Sylvanas was in danger of life and death, he still did not regard us as his own tribe."

"Why do you think so? I have a clear goal to do with Sylvanas, and letting him live is Sylvanas's inner choice, right?"

"Yes, this is Sylvanas's choice, but this is exactly his terribleness. In addition, Mavi, the night elf, fought several battles with Arthas, and like Sylvanas, he abandoned his status and property to support Arthas. The ships they support us are for her own sake and for her own interests."

"What's wrong with you? You're so narrow-minded. Even if you hate humans, do you think it's time?"

Rothema was a little angry. Although what she said made some sense, it was not the Leadrin he knew, especially her murderous look at the moment. Yes, she had such an experience before, but now it is different. He is now the nominal leader, so he will not attack himself, but reason tells him that it is not, Leadrin wants to kill him.

"Lorthema! You dare to say that to me." Leadrin said as she was about to attack Rothema, but she was a little manic at this moment and was not suitable for fighting at all. Before he could draw his sword, she was shot off by a bow and arrow in the distance.

"Damn human!" He knew whose bow and arrow were behind him, but just as she was about to pick up the sword and turn her target to the human ranger Nathanos, Lothema knocked her out on her back.

"Is she...?"

Lothama asked Nathanos, and Nathanos sighed.

"I think we'd better leave here. I've seen your history in Mavie. This was once near the capital of your High Elves, and your former queen, the queen of the Night Elves, was sinking here. There are signs that she was not dead, but was thinking about leading a creature similar to Naga that has been invading the night elves and other creatures. So Mavie's younger brother Galaud and a high-level priestess named Yuyue were stationed in the southwest, and even the Burning Legion invaded this place without supporting this place. I think your current situation has something to do with their guess."

"What's the matter?"

"There are many people, many people who go crazy intermittently, and the frequency is getting higher and higher. Even the Light Ranger among us, such as her, are all like this. I suspect it has something to do with it."

"What do you think we should do?"

"This is the scope of goblins. Let's see what goblins can do. If you follow the past, as long as you give them enough money, they can help you with anything."

"I can only try it, but Leaderin?"

"They are just intermittent diseases, and they are caused by fatigue, so they won't be like this when she wakes up..." Nathanos patted Lothama staring at Leaderin. "The words that Leaderin said were only amplified by her uneasy emotions. If she were to be in normal times, she might never say them in her life? Of course, you hold her like this, maybe you can only knock her out and hold her at this time."

"You are still making jokes about me at this time, but you are right. Maybe she only needs me at this time." He said this when facing Nathanos saying this, but after seeing Nathanos's serious expression, Lothama realized that he was serious. After all, the object he guarded did not belong to him, and it was gone. So he chose to obey Nathanos' joke. "Okay, maybe he will kill me when he wakes up. I don't know how many times she has rejected me, nor how many times she can hold on."

Nathanos smiled at this. He knew that Rothema was comforting himself, but he did not want to talk to him about these feelings, but faced the real problem, the most basic real problem.

"To be honest, I really don't know what to do if you high elves are like this? But I can be sure that you have not yet fallen ill in the Sun Well. Perhaps it has proved that your mental power has exceeded many people. I admire you very much."

"You're worried that I said that."

"I'm not kidding this time, maybe if you go crazy, the high elf may really be extinct."

"I'm not that great."

"No, Lothelma. This is true. You should know your situation now. No high elf can get pregnant now. There is no reason why Wenleza went to the Red Dragon Queen to take care of her. Maybe you can't be afraid anymore. This is an opportunity. When Leaderine wakes up and he needs warmth the most, maybe you can give her some, otherwise you may regret what you lost..." Nathanos sighed, and Rothelma, who has known each other and has been with him for nearly twenty years, knew what he said, and Nathanos was very sure that he was telling Leaderine what he wanted to do with Leaderine now.

"Then, then please go to Xiushui Port alone."

Nathanos nodded and said nothing, but immediately took the horned eagle beast mount he was training in Ashes Valley to the vicinity of the Southern Xiushui Wharf, and checked the situation on the goblins and explained his purpose to the people here so that their warships could pass smoothly without being disturbed. Obviously, Nathanos and the high elves who had been staying in the territory of the night elves did not know that the goblins at this moment had joined the tribe and regarded the alliance, especially humans, as mortal enemies.

Lothemma took her back to the cabin, but it was precisely because of this that he looked at his beloved woman here. However, the desire and irrational thinking during the period became more and more confused as the embrace deepened. Perhaps in the past, emotional suppression was not a problem for the deep Lothemma. But now, how could he have more willpower than others, who is also a high elf and is under the pressure of the leader? And if Leadline saw Lothemma alone at the bow of the boat and was a little lonely and unable to stick to his rationality

, Lothema was much more than Leaderly, a Paladin. Finally, after he realized that there were no sentry to stand guard, he chose to put Leaderly back to his room. Just as he put Leaderly on the bed, the violentness could not be suppressed by his own reason and spread throughout his body. Compared to Leaderly's complaints, he had to release his actions more. So before she was put on the bed, he had already begun to release his mind and tear everything on her body without his mind...

It lasted for an hour. When Leadrin woke up in pain and woke up, she had recovered her sanity and found her current situation. What made her sad was not only her situation, but the high elf who had always supported her in her heart was doing such a thing to her. Just when she was about to resist and wanted to subdue him, she seemed to recall that she seemed to have lost her sanity just now, and even wanted to quarrel and fight with him and Nathanos, she realized the status quo and what Nathanos said before.

"Let him release his feelings, perhaps the best help to him, otherwise he will go crazy like the rest of you at any time, especially now that he is still at the forefront of the warship." She decided to bear all this. After all, since the Holy Light can no longer guarantee that she can maintain her rationality, how can her Holy Light restore her rationality? And if even if she cannot restore her like this, how good can her own tribe members be? It would be better to let Rothama completely lose her mind and destroy the future of herself and the entire high elves with the most primitive...

As time passed, Leaderine could not hold on, and Rothemma still did not let her go, or even slowed down. However, when she was completely unconscious, Leaderine still used the holy light to release some messages to the mind of Rothemma who had always admired her. These messages contained her guilt and feelings for him. For example, when she rejected him for the first time, she wanted to let him train his willpower and mental power stronger when his relationship was frustrated. Because she was optimistic from the beginning that Rothemma, a calm and determined ranger, would command the entire ranger troop in the future. As for herself, like Sylvanas, Aurelia was a woman, and she could not really lead the most elite troops of the high elves.

Perhaps seeing this, the disease of Lothama's heartbrokenness suddenly disappeared. Yes, reason also instantly restored his mind. Seeing such a scene, he was a little at a loss. He also felt his feelings for him. However, after he could still hold on at this moment, Leahelin, who saw Lothama's tears of regret, he was not saying anything, but took the initiative to approach Lothama. Then he fell into a tired and stable sleep in this warmest place... and Lothama also realized her situation and put it in his arms again so that she could sleep peacefully on her body tonight's night...

****

Nathanos, who was indirectly arranging all this, was already flying to the south. Here he envied Lothema very much. Of course, out of friendship, he seemed very anxious about the quiet feelings of Lothema and Leaderine. After all, in his opinion, this was the most dangerous behavior...

Aurelia and Tulayang also had emotional problems back then, and this problem lasted almost the entire World War I and World War II. But during that period, compared to the different situations of their mutual sarcasm, in Nathanos, such silence and forbearance of Lothama will sooner or later become a complete severance of feelings, or it will be aborted in the womb without ever appearing. No one even knew that this kind of feelings had existed, just like his own feelings for Sylvanas, and few people even knew that he still buried such feelings...

However, not everyone didn't care about him. At this moment, Nefarian, who was patrolling the north in the dark clouds and communicating with some of the night elves' eyeliners, noticed the human ranger riding the horned eagle and his inner thoughts. He thought some of the things in her mind were interesting, such as he felt his loyalty to Sylvanas, and this loyalty was absolutely profitable. For example, he could develop him into a usable pawn. After all, their Black Dragon Legion has its own people in the tribe, even the Night elves and their dwarves, but there is no one here in humans...

After his sister died tragically, the Black Dragon Legion that he occupied among humans was almost wiped out. With Stormwind City's vigilance, Luo Ning could sense their aura. In addition to the vigilance of Stormwind City, he was loyal to his aura. Therefore, how to penetrate humans has always been his problem. But this human is different. He is a human being, living in the side of the high elves of the alliance. What's more important is that he is different from other eyeliners is that other eyeliners are for purpose, such as strength and status, and this human is different. He is only loyal to Sylvanas. The elf Ranger Captain at this moment has long been integrated with his sister's will, so that he will become an existence completely loyal to the Black Dragon Legion, not for any benefit and strength, and this is the most reliable and difficult to discover.

Thinking of this, Nefarian was not flying, but immediately teleported back to his lair, and told his plan here that he would tell the Deathwing far away in Northrend. After being allowed, he took action. However, at the end of the words, Deathwing still reminded him not to act rashly, and repeatedly told Nefarian that he would only develop this loyal human ranger that was nothing more than that, and he would never arrange any tasks that were unreasonable to this person.

Although Nefarian still didn't understand why his father didn't let this informant do anything unfavorable to the league, or even let himself interfere with it, and just told him to hand her over to Sylvanas. Yes, that's what Nesario called him. He usually called his sister and Sylvanas's mixed soul Onyxia or daughter, but this time he actually called Sylvanas. But no matter how questioned he was, he still did so according to his father's will.

Back in the cultivation room full of dragon eggs, Nefarian explained the relevant tasks to his sister in detail. For such an arrangement, she was determined to avenge my alliance and the plan very much. And she knew that the consideration of Deathwing was Nathanos. He was loyal to him, but he was truly loyal to the positive Sylvanas in the past, not the current self, so she had to show another side. The disguise that the black dragon was best at...

*******

Back to Nathanos, although he did not have the excellent vision of the elves, his time at the elves made his vision surpass ordinary people. When he arrived near Xiushui Port, it discovered that the goblins were operating, deep inland, on the coastline, and on the sea, a large amount of supplies were prepared to transport. For example, ammunition and artillery, as well as some other parts and medical supplies, could almost be said to be the entire property of the goblins.

With his previous understanding of goblins, they must have to sell arms, and it is absolutely impossible to be an alliance, because they have to transport these goods to the South Theramo Island, which must have to pass through a long tribal sea, so they can only go to the deep sea to transport them. Therefore, the transportation along the coast only means that they are trading with the tribe. Moreover, in terms of diplomatic relations, they are still a relatively pro-tribal ethnic group, so they must have helped the tribe transport this batch of materials, but in terms of scale and quantity, Nathanos was very shocked. Why did the tribe have so many ammunition? As far as he knew, the tribe's ships were very simple. Could it be that they wanted to use heavy shells and install heavy artillery on those simple warships? Of course, there are more incredible things...

For a long time, goblins have been interspersed in various camps except the Burning Legion. There are even rumors that the undead have trade deals with them. Although they do not pay attention to the nature of customers, they all pay attention to balance in various places. Otherwise, they would have been exterminated by the alliance in the eastern continent when they first helped the orcs.

But this time they brought their families to support the tribe, and even the Goblin Navy, some suicide speedboats, joined it, making him even more unpredictable, because those speedboats with very narrow cabs cannot be sold to the tribe, and the Goblin Navy also sharpened their swords and seemed to indicate that they were going to participate in the war.

"Are they goblins and mercenaries? This really makes Nathanos incredible." But as a human, he knew that he would be better to sneak in and observe the situation, so while the night was about to arrive at his destination, Nathanos chose to dive into the port and sneak into the dock on a trestle. However, the tight transportation of goods made it impossible for him to enter. But he had to hurry, otherwise when Lothama and his people would arrive here in the morning, they might suffer unexpected results.

He tried to sneak into the shore quietly. Unfortunately, because the goblins were shorter than the dwarfs, their fences and some buildings could not be avoided at all. He could only try to listen to their movements by the water in the dark. But this method would not work, because they were busy and no one talked to them.

He changed his way to this. He knew something, that is, the nature of goblins... greedy for money. In his opinion, there is no problem that money cannot be solved for goblins. So he had already arrived at a lonely goblin, covered his mouth and held it aside, and then weighed the money bag in front of his eyes. The goblins would immediately give up helping their lives and treat you as an old man.

Nathanos remembered that Sylvana had taught this way to deal with goblins. As expected, the goblin who was held hostage immediately showed greedy eyes when he saw the wallet, and no longer struggled, and even turned around to start a business with him. However, Nathanos didn't want him to see who he was, so he blindfolded him before turning his head and told him about salary.

"My friend, if you can answer some of my questions, I promise that these are yours, and I will put them back. Each question is one gold coin, and you will get ten extra answers."

"As long as I know, I'm sure I'm saying it."

So the two of them didn't answer a question, Nathanos gave him one:

"What are you doing? Such a big move."

"Serve the tribe, they need a lot of ammunition and artillery, and we just provide it."

"How could they need such large naval guns and heavy artillery shells?"

"I don't know either. This is what Lord Zulkin asked. It is said that there are a large number of renovated warships on his side!"

At this moment, Nathanos seemed to have realized something. On the beach of exile, Zulkin voluntarily led his tribe to stay and cover the Alliance to resist the Burning Legion's pursuit. At that time, everyone thought he wanted to serve as an example of the alliance and the tribe's reconciliation. Now he might be for the alliance's warships... It turns out that he had already begun to prepare for today's alliance and the tribe's war at that time.

Nathanos thought of this and his hands became very heavy. Yes, he knew what consequences would be if these warships were placed on the Horde, and these ammunition and naval guns were enough to prove that he had indeed modified a lot. However, even though he hated the trolls and these goblins so much, Nathanos still did not want to add another enemy to the alliance, so he continued to ask the goblin a question that he shouldn't have answered.

"What benefits did the tribe give you so much goods?"

"Are you an elf? Ask this way, who do I think you have such a great power from the tribe?"

The gnome was puzzled when he handed him gold coins last time, wondering about the identity of the person who kidnapped him. Yes, he began to suspect that this person was a human or a high elves, not the night elves he thought, or a pauper tribal warrior.

“Answer my question!”

"The tribe gave us a lot of money, but there was no way, but your alliance didn't give us a dime."

The goblin asked tentatively, and at this time, Nathanos made a mistake because of excitement, that was, he gave him three more gold coins, and indirectly exposed his identity...
To be continued...