I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

For a moment, Shantis didn't realize what the words "You can come back to work anytime when it's convenient for you" meant.

She blinked her eyes, which could see clearly even in the night, and looked at the wicked smile on Alvin's face. Only then did she suddenly realize the guy's sinister intentions.

This clearly means that a position as "hostess" is reserved for her!

This realization struck her like a bolt of lightning, causing the usually aloof and reserved Sentinel General to blush from cheeks to ears in an instant.

"you!"

In embarrassment and anger, she stretched out her slender and powerful arms, accurately found the soft flesh on Alvin's waist, and pinched it hard.

"Ow—!"

Alvin was caught off guard, cried out in pain, and twisted his body subconsciously.

The noise disturbed the green shadow that was sleeping against him. The druid hummed twice in dissatisfaction in his dream and moved his head, as if he was about to wake up.

This little incident made the two of them freeze instantly, and Alvin's screams also stopped abruptly and were forced back.

He reacted very quickly, gently patting Green Shadow's back with one hand, and holding down Shantis's small hand that was still pinching his waist with the other hand.

An awkward silence spread between the two of them, and Shantis realized that her behavior was a bit inappropriate, especially pinching her boyfriend in front of her sleeping sister, and the strength in her hands couldn't help but loosen.

However, this relaxation made the situation delicate.

Alvin's hand covered hers, and a warm touch came over her, as if he was holding her hand tightly.

Shandris could feel the warmth of his palm and the slight pulse beating on the back of her own hand, which made her cheeks, which had just faded a little from their blush, feel hot again.

She wanted to pull back, but she felt that too big a movement would make it seem more deliberate, so she froze there for a moment.

Alvin sensed her hesitation and instead of letting go, he pulled slightly harder while maintaining the position.

Shandris was caught off guard and lost her balance. With a soft cry, she was pulled sideways onto his other shoulder, a little distance away from the sleeping green figure.

The two of them sat side by side, still holding hands. No one spoke, only the sound of the wind and Akalitassa's steady wingsbeating echoed in their ears.

An indescribable ambiguous atmosphere quietly grows in the silent night sky.

After a long moment, Alvin looked at the hazy mountain shadows in the darkness below and broke the silence with a soft voice: "When all this is over and the war between the Naga and the Kaldorei subsides, you shouldn't be as busy as you are now, right?"

Shandris's gaze was also cast into the endless distance, and her voice had returned to its usual calmness, but one could still hear the shyness in her words.

"How is that possible? Alvin, there are endless dangers in this world, far more than just the Naga. Even if a brief period of peace comes, the eyes of the Sentinels will never completely close. Guarding is a never-ending responsibility."

As the two men talked, the landscape below continued to change.

The originally relatively flat wilderness was gradually replaced by steeper and deeper valleys.

Under the moonlight, huge rifts appear like scars on the earth, extending darkly into the distance, full of unknowns and mysteries.

"Brother Alvin!"

Akalitasa's resounding voice came from the front, breaking the silence between the two.

"There are so many valleys ahead! Which direction should we fly next?"

The red dragon girl's voice was so loud that even the green shadow leaning on Alvin's other shoulder was completely woken up.

Shandris was suddenly awakened from the hazy atmosphere as if she had been scalded, and she pulled her hand back in an instant.

She suddenly remembered that besides her and Alvin, there was also a little red dragon with keen perception. She was distracted at that moment and almost forgot about her surroundings.

Green Shadow rubbed his eyes drowsily and looked down.

The moonlight illuminated a circular valley in the distance that was particularly steep but had a bottom as flat as a terrace.

She took a closer look, and a look of surprise instantly appeared on her face. "Ah! That's Stonetalon Peak! I recognize this place! I lived here for a long time when I was training as a druid!"

Her voice was filled with excitement.

"Many fellow druids from the Cenarion Circle will set out from Stonetalon Peak and travel to southern Kalimdor!"

It was rare for Alvin to hear Green Shadow talk about his past, and his curiosity was piqued. He took the opportunity to change the subject to cover up his previous embarrassment and asked, "Speaking of which, is the ability of you druids to change form innate? Or does it require hard study to master?"

"How can it be born that way?"

Green Shadow smiled and shook his head, his eyes showing awe for the way of nature.

"This requires long and rigorous training and practice. We follow the path left by the demigod Cenarius, feeling the spirit of the wilderness and understanding the balance of all things."

Seeing that Alvin was actually interested in her practice, she began to talk about it, introducing the druid tradition: how to communicate with nature through meditation, how to gain the recognition of animal spirits, and the importance of traveling to consolidate knowledge and practice teachings.

"I myself started from here and spent decades traveling to almost every corner of Kalimdor, observing the breathing of the forest and healing the wounds of the earth. Finally, I took a ship from Auberdine and headed to the wetlands of the Eastern Kingdoms to continue my cultivation."

Alvin couldn't help but sigh, "Traveling alone across a vast continent for decades? Wouldn't that be incredibly dangerous? What on earth would sustain you on such a long journey?"

Green Shadow nodded, his expression becoming serious. "Of course, dangers exist: wild beasts, elementals, and even twisted creatures. But a druid's mission is to maintain the balance of nature, to observe all life forms, and to intervene when necessary. This kind of travel itself is part of the practice, allowing us to truly understand the world we protect, not just theoretically. Strength comes from a love and responsibility for life itself."

As I listened to Green Shadow's story, time passed quietly, the night grew darker, and even the starlight seemed to dim a little.

Alvin looked up at the moon obscured by thin clouds and made a decision: "Let's fly here tonight. We are already very fast, there is no need to rush. Besides,"

He patted Akalitraza's scales helplessly.

"This kid once fell asleep in mid-air and continued to fly with me. Although she insisted that she was fine, I think sleep-driving is more dangerous than drunk driving."

Everyone laughed, but Akalitha retorted dissatisfiedly: "I can fly even when I'm asleep! It's instinct!"

Shandris agreed with Alwyn's suggestion. Pointing to the dark outlines of a massive mountain range ahead, she suggested, "In that case, why don't we head to Niel Outpost for a night's rest? It's a small base we've established in northern Feralas that will provide us with a safe haven."