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Volume 6 The Unfinished Story Extra Chapter 2 The Secret of Kael'thas

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    In the quiet little garden of Dalaran, pink butterflies are flying among the blooming flowers, as if they are a lively flower among thousands of flowers.

    The breeze swayed the flowers, and they danced with the butterflies. In the bright spring flying in the sky, Jaina quietly touched the thick magic book in her hand.  This magic book stored on the fourth floor of the library should not be accessible to an apprentice who has just come into contact with magic.  The red light emitted by the magic circle on the page warns readers: now is not the time to turn this page.

    "Jaina!" came a sweet singing voice, containing the elegance and calmness unique to the elves.

    "Teacher Kael'thas!" Jaina raised her head and saw the young elf prince.

    The youngest mentor in Dalaran is also one of the most powerful magicians.  Being in his thirties is a very young existence among human magicians. According to the saying that elves reach adulthood at 120 years old, a thirty-year-old can only be regarded as a little kid.  But such a little kid can already represent the Sun-Chasing Court of the Elves stationed in Dalaran.

    "You are trying to read books beyond your ability again. Haven't I told you many times that this is very dangerous? You have to know that not every black-haired human is that guy Don't call me  Teacher, you want to call me Kyle. Have you forgotten?" Prince Kelsar glared at Jaina, but even the others' eyes were so elegant and gentle.

    A ball of flame accompanied by Kael'thas' reproachful gaze wrapped around the book in Jaina's hand, but did not harm the girl's delicate fingers at all.

    "Snapped!"

    The crisp sound was the sound of Kael'thas snapping his fingers, but the magic book in the flame disappeared with this snap of his fingers.

    On the fourth floor of the library, the old administrator who was taking a nap opened his hazy sleepy eyes.  In front of him was a flaming palm silently holding the magic book belonging to this floor.

    "Does this lazy elf think that space magic can replace walking?" The administrator caught the returning book in the flames with his simple skills.

    "Teacher Kael'thas, who is that black-haired human?" Jaina asked curiously. The human appeared in Kael'thas's words not once or twice.

    It is very necessary for a magician to use fire magic to achieve the effects of fire magic, but many people cannot do it.  For example, a certain magic apprentice's fireball spell couldn't even light a candle.

    ¡°But a magician uses fire magic to achieve the effect of space magic, which is truly shocking.  It's like Kael'thas's magic of fire teleportation.  No one else in Dalaran could do it, and this was even after Kael'thas generously disclosed the principles of magic.

    But for such an elf who is looked up to and unattainable, when he mentions a certain human in his words, he is full of praise and admiration, especially the feature of this human's black hair is repeatedly emphasized.

    Everyone in Dalaran was full of speculation about the human being Kael'thas was talking about, but no one was able to get useful information from his mouth.

    "It's a secret!" was the answer he had said countless times in response to Jaina's question.  Kael'thas was as resolute as ever in protecting secrets.

    "This is a secret!" While dealing with Jaina, Kael'thas also remembered the first words the black-haired human said when he met him.

    More than twenty years ago, Prince Kael'thas Sunstrider, who had just condensed his body, was still a naughty child.

    In order to surprise his father, the naughty prince hid in the hall where the Elf King often held meetings.  The young body was all in the small space of the throne. Neither the powerful Elf King nor the elders of the council noticed that there was a pair of eavesdropping ears hidden here.

    At the end of the meeting, the wise prince, who was about to publicize his achievements, suddenly found that his body could not move.  He reluctantly stuffed himself into the gap under the throne, but the small place did not leave any room for him to move.

    The prince who saved himself by crying was rewarded with a month's grounding to commend the prince's boldness and ignorance of advancement and retreat.

    No one told the prince about the strange symbol printed on the arm on the hard rock under the throne.  With the elves' natural sensitivity to magic, the prince believed that the symbols that could be left on the rocks after being strengthened by magic must be a powerful magic language.

    When Kelseth successfully deciphered this magical language, it was already four months later.  During these four months, he sought advice from knowledgeable magicians and scholars who devoted themselves to research.  He even compared the elven documents one after another with the help of the elven characters that he had not yet fully mastered.

      But the final result was an answer that made him dumbfounded.  This is not some mysterious magical language, this is the universal language of the human race, and it has not even appeared for a thousand years.  Some old elves can even tell anecdotes about the time when these words were created.

    ??The establishment of the Royal Court of Zhushui was far more than a thousand years ago, and the throne stood there when the Royal Court of Zhushui was established.  In other words, this sentence has already remained there before the emergence of human writing.

    What made him even more dumbfounded was the content of this human text.  "Deep in the Sunwell, an elf with short ears. (This is a secret!)"

    "Kyle, it seems you need to be grounded for a longer time!" When the Elf King pulled the Elf Prince out from under the throne, he said with disappointment.

    "I'm sorry, father, I'll never do it again!" Kael'thas admitted his mistake honestly.  He told no one that the words under the throne were gone.

    The majestic magical energy of the Sunwell affects the surrounding materials. Under the constant influence of magical energy, some ordinary items will also change their properties and become special magical crystals. On these crystals, mysterious magic symbols are usually condensed.  .  This kind of magic crystal with magic symbols is a very favorite accessory for elves to decorate the room environment.

    "Deep in the Sunwell, there is an elf with short ears."

    The bed full of crystallized magic symbols was pieced together by Kael'thas into this sentence in Elvish.

    The portal with the golden brilliance of the Sun Well opens, and the golden magical energy light keeps wandering inside the portal.  Just like the human language expression of mysterious magical words, this portal leads to the depths of the Sunwell.

    Half a year later, when the elves unexpectedly realized that their prince had condensed a magic sphere that enhanced the power of magic, accelerated the speed of spell casting, and reduced the consumption of spell casting.  Only Kael'thas himself knew that this was actually just a skill called "Fire Song" of the red firebird pet.

    Two years later, the elves were talking about their prince's magical micromanipulation ability of controlling three fireballs at the same time.  Similarly, Kael'thas himself later learned that this was just a spell called "Fire Samadhi" of the pet firebird.

    Five years later, the elves looked at the underage prince in fear as he cast the forbidden curse of doomsday catastrophe.  In his heart, Kael'thas was blaming himself that he had only just mastered the surface of this spell called "Fire and Heavenly Punishment" in the past three years.

    Ten years later, the elves, who had become accustomed to the prince's genius performance, spread the good news that the prince had been recognized by the Flame Phoenix.  Prince Kael'thas himself understood that this so-called phoenix was just a drop of Nirvana blood plus the Firebird Lord captured from the fire elemental plane.

    Twenty years later, when Kael'thas, who finally mastered the magic of "Fu Breaking the World", returned to the depths of the Sunwell after ten years of absence, he saw only a pink crystal coffin that was almost integrated with the Sunwell, and a  A note.

    "Help me protect Celia, remember, this is a secret!"

    "The short-eared elf during the War of the Ancients was basically a human. This is no secret!" Kael'thas left the note deep in the Sunwell.  Ten years is enough time to investigate many secrets, including unknown contents in the legend of the ancient war.

    "This is a secret!" The arrogant voice reached the ears of Kael'thas who was teleporting through space.

    "Who are you!" Kael'thas looked at the sturdy elf waiting at the center of his teleportation in surprise.

    "Illidan Stormrage!"

    There is no record of this meeting between Kael'thas and Illidan in either official or unofficial history, and no one knows the specific content of their conversation.

    The story of the short-eared elves only circulated among the powerful demigods is still a secret to those who have never understood the ancient war.  Only the elf prince mentioned inadvertently that there was a powerful black-haired human before the beginning of human civilization.

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