"Illidan was not executed? Death is not the harshest punishment for an evil person. And we need to be clear, who is our real enemy? Who is the evil enemy that forced us to leave our homeland and wander the universe for 25,000 years … "
In the magic mirror, the Draenei saw the translucent Valen bathed in golden holy light, guiding them as usual. Countless Draenei wept bitterly, thanking the Mirror Image's direction.
"A new era has arrived. It's rare for us to meet a powerful organization that has the same beliefs as us and is willing to protect us — the Alliance! We should cherish this opportunity, recuperate, and advance hand in hand with the Alliance … "
Valen's position in the hearts of the Draenei was unparalleled. The reputation he had accumulated for 30,000 years was not something a new leader like Imriel could compare to.
The problem was, Valen was dead, and he could not come out of the Soul Casket for 24 hours, because it would be an unnecessary burden on his soul. If he could not suppress the resentful souls, Valen's soul might be destroyed as well.
This special situation made it impossible for Valen to continue as the leader of the Draenei. It was because of this awkward situation that Imriel's ascension to the throne was inevitable. In addition to Valen's support for his disciple, it could be said that unless Imriel caused trouble with the Alliance, her position as leader was as stable as a mountain.
In Theramore's newly built Soul Tower, Imriel knelt on a cushion-like object in front of the Soul Casket. In front of her was Valen's kind figure.
"Teacher, I am troubled."
"Please speak. Teaching and answering questions is a teacher's duty. I was busy with the survival of the race and neglected to teach you. Now is not the worst, at least I have more time to teach you and the other Karabor apprentices. "
Imriel looked at the exquisite Soul Casket that looked like a carved box. "What I said to you, will His Excellency Orgrim hear it?"
"He can't hear what I don't want him to hear. This is my pride. "When it came to how to use soul power, Eredar was the one who was the best!
"It's about the Alliance's throne meeting." Imriel fidgeted anxiously with her fingers. She may be a leader now, but in front of Valen, she would always be a student who never grew up.
"What? Does the Alliance have policies that are not beneficial to the Draenei? "
"No, it's not. However, Marad told me that since this was an alliance of many countries and races, the Draenei needed to find strong allies in order to increase their authority within the alliance. But no matter how hard I try, I can't make any progress. "
Imriel began to count with his fingers.
"Dwarves and gnomes don't care about the Way of the Holy Light. After I explained that we had lost those high-tech legacies, they only cared about the quality and quantity of our holy water. "
"The Night Elves … It seems that Illidan, who I wanted to kill before, was the childhood friend of High Priestess Tyrande. Tyrande might hate me a little now, so she's doing everything according to the rules. But the settlement that the Alliance assigned to us, the Draenei, is near Darnassus … "
"On the human side, His Majesty Varian Wrynn was lukewarm towards my visit. He then said that the Stormwind Kingdom was not responsible for the affairs of the Draenei, and refused to further communicate with me about religion and military affairs."
"Then there's the problem. The three Windrunner sisters of the Blood Elves, Queen Menethil of Lordaeron, Queen Barov of Alterac, and Queen Proudmoore of Kul 'Tiras seem to have formed an invisible alliance that I can't see, but I can feel, and they are collectively alienating the Draenei. Although they don't seem to treat the Draenei well, I feel that they are more enthusiastic about the tribe than the Draenei. This is not a good feeling. "
After that, Imriel continued to talk about what she had seen and heard after joining the Alliance.
When Imriel finished, even Valen couldn't help but ponder.
The experienced Valen, of course, immediately realized that the Draenei were being subtly resisted. And everything started from Imriel's request to execute Illidan according to the wishes of the Draenei people.
It didn't feel like this was the intention of Duque or Tyrande, but the resistance was real. From the current situation, it could be judged that the Alliance had the most financial resources — the Marcus Family directly under Duque, the Sea Kingdom of Kul 'Tiras, and the Trade Alliance Alterac.
There was also Lordaeron, which had better grain production.
The Marcus Family had already done their best to support this Outland Expedition. The only ones who could take care of the migration of the Draenei were the remaining three families.
They had spare power, but they didn't do anything. This was definitely a big problem for the Draenei.
Even if the Draenei didn't collapse immediately, they couldn't stay any longer. After defeating Illidan and his forces, Thrall had rescued his fellow Orcs, so it was inevitable that the army would retreat. The remaining Draenei would definitely not be able to withstand the next attack of the Burning Legion.
Other than Azeroth, which had the anti-Titan planet magic circle, the Draenei had nowhere else to go.
If they were to encounter the resistance of the countries within the Alliance, it would be really bad.
"My child, have you noticed that the leaders of the countries and forces that are resisting you have one thing in common?"
Imriel suddenly realized. "They are all women?"
"Yes, it's very likely that they have a good relationship with each other. They are best friends or sisters. I suggest that you find them and sincerely apologize. Not only do you give up on pursuing Illidan, but don't mention anything about Vashj. These two did cause great suffering to the Draenei in the past, but now they are within the Alliance. "
Imriel nodded.
In the next few days, Imriel eagerly followed Valen's instructions and went to visit.
Unfortunately, it was still of no use.
There was no sarcasm, but there were still soft nails sent to the Draenei girls.
Imriel originally wanted to find Duque.
However, Duque encountered a more critical problem.
The Dark Portal, year 24, 2nd of June, Duque received a floating bottle in Karazhan.
It was very interesting. This bottle actually followed the flow of the elements in the space-time rift, entered the only gap that Duque had deliberately left, and floated into Karazhan.
That was the place where the Virgin Maiden was guarding.
Duque used the Magician's Hand to open the bottle, and suddenly a paragraph of text popped out of the bottle. It formed a line of words in the Common Language in the void. "10th of May, Isle of Quel 'Danas, Morningstar Village."
Du Ke couldn't help but smile, "You're finally here."
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