The Prince of Lordaeron bravely enters Azeroth

I am Rommath, future Grand Magister of the blood elves of Quel'Thalas... and the sin'dorei.

Now, I am not in Silvermoon City, but somewhere under Icecrown Glacier, and I am very panicked.

Before I tell you about my panic, I'm going to take a moment to realize that I didn't believe the words of this other-world Sylvanas nearby.

At this moment, I have cast a magic that I have barely mastered, which can temporarily affect my own time, and carefully recall some of my memories.

Because I am afraid that when the real life-and-death battle begins, I will have no time to reminisce about this life that belongs only to me, Romance.

Magical talent. I have always been a gifted Quel'dorei, one of the high elves, and I am proud of my talent.

Believe me, most of the Quel'dorei or Sin'dorei my age have witnessed firsthand how talented humans are in magic.

Although this extraordinary talent is inseparable from the fact that they are descendants of Titans, I was still surprised when I first saw it.

In the fixed impression that I have formed since childhood, we Quel'dorei are the natural patrons of magic, and my parents and relatives also think so.

Merry Winterwind is truly a legendary human. I can still see him in Dalaran.

During the reign of His Majesty Anasterian, our entire race fought against the Zul'Aman forest trolls led by Zul'jin to protect our present home, Eversong Woods.

However, in this war, we, the Quel'dorei, had to seek help from the Arathor Empire led by the human Thoradin.

Magic is not omnipotent, and mages are not always noble. The deadly blades threaten the lives of the Quel'dorei.

The trolls, once the overlords of Azeroth, are indeed worthy of their reputation... But it has been discovered that the elves seem to be a variant of the trolls...

In fact, any Quel'dorei or sin'dorei who has reached my stage and position knows this clearly.

We are exiles from our former “homeland,” whether this process is voluntary or not.

The night elves, the Kaldorei, and the high elves were once the nobles of the Kaldorei... Kalimdor is no longer the homeland of us Quel'dorei and Sin'dorei.

Back to the topic, spellcasters are urgently needed by humans, and we happen to be a qualified "teacher" race.

In exchange for this, the Quel'dorei and humans formed an alliance for the first time and together they won the war against the forest trolls.

This war laid a solid foundation for the spread of humans and Quel'dorei throughout the Eastern Kingdoms.

However, there is also a problem here, which is one of the reasons why conflicts between humans and Sin'dorei will continue to exist in the future.

Can the teaching of magic offset the assistance provided by the Arathor royal family, which represents humanity?

Many people have different opinions on this issue, but most of them are divided into two camps.

Most of them have a long lifespan. I remember that the long-lived species with "horrible" magical talents in humans think that it is possible. The long-lived species here are compared with ordinary humans.

A few shorter-lived races, such as the declining Arathor dynasty, still remember the "arrogance" and "luxury" that the Quel'dorei have always displayed.

However, this is actually a common problem with many bad things.

It is often the case that good things are hard to remember in this world, while bad things are easy to remember. A "green skin" ruins the words "noble and pure".

Do all elves really look down on humans? I can clearly say that they do not.

Many of the common rumors among the Alliance or the Horde are... too gossipy.

I think the issue of "discrimination" is actually the general view of longevity versus short life. The length of life forms a different level of cultural brilliance.

People who have similar definitions and consider themselves inferior often have this "yearning" mentality.

Where did the "rumor" come from? It is difficult to verify, or it still needs to be verified.

Life is short... Even we, the Quel'dorei, are looked down upon by other races, just as humans think we look down upon them.

Whether it's the dragons, the Kaldorei, the high elves, or even the Naga, what waves can we short-lived Quel'dorei or Sin'dorei make?

Just like that, I saw it with my own eyes...I seem to have forgotten what I was like before?

Because "I" have been defined by others, in the eyes of outsiders and my own people, I am often a great magician who is cold and rigid, but still loves my people.

Or, Mage… Time slowly came to the year that changed my life that had already been planned.

Here, we have to think carefully about the reputation of the two princes in their respective countries.

Because of the "stupidity", "kindness" and "shrewdness" of the two old kings of Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron, different people look back on their history of rule with mixed opinions.

However, Kael'thas and Arthas, two princes of different races, have one thing in common.

In folklore, they were both portrayed as future "holy kings", but it turned out that they both had flaws... everyone does.

Just as Falric swore to follow Arthas until his death before he turned into undead, I was equally fanatically loyal to Prince Kael'thas before another turning point.

Archmage, I was once the Archmage of Dalaran. Those were truly leisurely days that I will miss.

Perhaps it soothes me... Oh, the Second War, the massacre of orcs... The Third War, the massacre of the undead.

In my original world, it was in this year that Arthas took Frostmourne... Most people have long been accustomed to the story of the "filial son" in Lordaeron.

After the capital of Lordaeron was captured by the undead, the next kingdom to fall was not humans or dwarves, but the elven kingdom of Quel'Thalas, which owned the Sunwell.

Everything always seemed so impossible, because of Darkan Drathir's betrayal, the core information of the barrier Bandinoril fell into the hands of the enemy.

With the Lightstone and Firestone he gave them, as well as other core secrets, the Scourge entered Quel'Thalas as if it were their own land, just like the orcs who had been there before.

The Key of March was seized by Arthas, and the evil fallen prince killed his way to Silvermoon City, and he did it in front of all of us...

Ranger-General Sylvanas Windrunner will always be the hero of our Quel'Thalas, but the dark ranger filled with revenge is not.

With enough "traitors", forced betrayals, and the road of death that spread to Silvermoon City, Silvermoon City fell.

During this period, I have always respected the appointment of Grand Magister Belovar Sarona as Grand Magister.

Defense was useless. I was sent to send the future of our race to escape, those children, those civilians, and even more colleagues who were lucky enough to survive.

No matter what means I use, I will get them out of that fallen land. This is all I can do.

As expected, not long after, the Isle of Quel'Danas and the Sunwell also fell.

The archlich Kel'Thuzad has risen in our holy land and corrupted our... I've always felt like something was amiss.

Even Kil'jaeden and Archimonde from another world... The Sunwell was supposed to be used to summon Archimonde.

What is happening now and the appearance of Archimonde in Icecrown prove this point. The undead and demons don't even need the Book of Medivh.

I have always sincerely hoped that the Holy Relic Society led by Tae'thelan Bloodwatcher could bring us the truth, but I can't seem to wait any longer.

When the Scourge, under the leadership of the resurrected D'Ar'Khan, was slaughtering the remaining compatriots who were defending the fallen land, Prince Kael'thas arrived.

A direct descendant of the Sun Chaser, he is the only one who remains in the record after the disaster, the last Sun King... the prince.

This was because the rest of the royal Sunstriders had already sacrificed their lives gloriously in the battle with the undead and returned to the sun.

Following Prince Kael'thas, we ourselves ended the life of the tainted Sunwell, but we did not know it could be saved.

With a full desire for revenge, our remaining elves... the elite consisting of the Blood Sons and Sin'dorei followed Prince Kael'thas to join the Alliance's battlefield.

However, the cruel reality once again disappointed us: our numbers were too small.

Even though we have nominally joined the Alliance and even though we still have many elite troops, Osmar Garithos is still wary of us.

This may be karma. Before joining the Alliance in the Second War, we allowed his territory, his relatives and friends to be slaughtered by orcs.

It's been a while since I last saw the ruins of Dalaran... Haha, we trusted our strength too much, and the number of undead was endless.

We were exhausted from fighting again and again without enough rest, and our addiction to magic slowly became the weakness of our entire race.

When we discovered it, we had no way out... The undead must die!

Every time we use the arcane, every time we lose the power of the arcane, we will fall into a kind of hunger.

Damn it, my people are distorted!

We have to find a way... We don't have time on the battlefield, and we don't have much time in our spare time... It's a good idea to use magic less often in normal times.

Gathered under Prince Kael'thas, we were dispersed due to many accidents.

Thanks to the kaldorei who traveled across the ocean to the Eastern Kingdoms to hunt down Illidan Stormrage and help us.

We don't need to thank you for the favor. We didn't lose too many of our people. We used our actions to stop Illidan from destroying the Frozen Throne.

But, because of this incident, we were late... I don't know if it was Naga...Fashqi's plan.

Because of this incident, we were sent to repair the watchtower east of Dalaran.

During this process, the dock happened to be destroyed... Are we going to sacrifice a few more compatriots?

Just then, Fasqi came with some small boats to help us out of our urgent need.

Through communication with the Kaldorei, we came to know... no, we already knew that the Naga and we were once... the same race.

We have seen it with our own eyes, the Naga slaughtering our allies at will, the Alliance... the free ships... the decision is in the hands of the prince.

After a while, the prince decided to accept it, but he temporarily forgot our position at that time because he was worried about the people.

Looking back at that time, the Naga killed the Alliance and were the absolute enemy of our position and Illidan's lackeys.

Thinking back, they might even have the blood of our compatriots in the ruins of Dalaran on their hands... Without any evidence, I can just... maybe I am still too arbitrary.

Your Highness, after the destruction of the Sunwell, we have been saying different things to different people most of the time, but this may be a process that we sin'dorei must go through.

Because of his collusion with the Naga, Osmar has been planning to send us to our deaths... The number of undead should never be underestimated.

Whether he sent his human, dwarven, and gnome allies to the western front to intimidate us or to deliberately destroy us, we can no longer verify...

In this world, I met him who might be a little different. I really don’t know what to say… Alas! The past I experienced was already destined.

Things went very smoothly. With the selfless assistance of the Naga belonging to Vashj, we defeated the undead that came south from Alterac.

As a result, we were sent to the underground prison in Dalaran, which was supposed to be used to imprison enemies... I can understand, but I am Sin'dorei!

We have enough wizards, and as long as we have enough magic power, we can be on the battlefield...Fashqi saved us.