The situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse for Fandral.
The druids had not been so sensitive before the incident with Beneditas.
If someone else had been in charge, the Druids' subconscious xenophobia would have kicked in.
Duque was different.
For more than 20 years, Duque had the nickname of [Eye of Light] among the higher-ups of the Alliance.
It described Duque's ability to distinguish between good and bad, and to find the traitor directly.
The most famous and earliest were the ones who discovered that Sargeras had possessed Medivh. Then, they found Nesario, who had used the [Ultimate Transformation Spell] to become the Lord of Presto. Then, it was Onyxia, and most recently, it was the Archbishop of the Stormwind Kingdom, Benedictus.
As long as they were a traitor, they would not be able to stay for long without being caught by Duke.
Or rather, it was not that the time had not come.
When Duque arrived, the Druids had actually believed most of it. Not only did they not continue to cluster around Fandral Staghelm, but they also spread out to form an encirclement to prevent Staghelm from making a move.
What they lacked now was the most decisive evidence.
At this point in time, Fandral panicked.
If it was someone else, they might have wet their pants.
Whether or not he was the acting chairman of the Cenarion Circle, Duque was a true demigod and the Alliance's commander. He was Alexstrasza, whom the Night Elves worshipped like a true god, often bragged, and shamelessly asked Elune to borrow a high priest to warm his bed.
No matter how Staghelm tried to stay calm, he was still panicking.
It was completely different from the plan that he had agreed with Savis.
This was no longer just making a mess, it was simply piercing the sky!
"Duke Marcus! You are the enemy of nature! The butcher who abused magic to destroy nature! What do you mean by slandering me like this? Even if the wheat is poisonous, it's because I didn't notice. The same goes for Teldrassil. We can't find a way to cure the World Tree, and we're just working together. What right do you have to slander me?! And I have no reason to do so! "Fandral insisted that Duque was slandering him and argued loudly.
Yes!
He doesn't have a motive … right?
The Druids were confused.
Duke's mouth spat out only one name, "Vartann."
In an instant, all the elves understood.
Fandral Staghelm was not only a well-known Archdruid, but also a famous son lover.
Fandral's wife died in childbirth, so he loved his son Valastan dearly. When his son was almost a thousand years old, he still broke the door guard for his son, telling him to go home at nine o 'clock every night. It was like holding it in his hands and not letting it go, holding it in his palms yet afraid of melting.
It wasn't easy for Valstann to live up to his expectations. He had displayed his independent temperament in various occasions and had even given birth to a granddaughter for him. It was only then that he could relax a little.
Unfortunately, during the War of the Shifting Sands in Silithus a thousand years ago, Staghelm's father and son fought side by side in an attempt to restrain the insectoid army that invaded Silithus. The mutant insects continued to pour out of the Ahn 'Qiraj Fortress to support the insect army at the front. All of Silithus was surrounded.
Fandral made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life. He sent the young Valstann to guard the Night Elf outpost in Southwind Village. Unfortunately, Valstann died when Southwind Village was attacked by the Ahn 'Qiraj army.
Fandral Staghelm was filled with regret. Even many years after his son's death, the Druids could still hear Fandral crying at night for his son.
Grief and pain had changed Fandral's character — perhaps even more than that. Since Valstann's death, he made many tough decisions, and his actions became more and more hasty and arbitrary.
Since a few hundred years ago, he did not allow anyone to question his decisions. Many Night Elves saw this as a sign of his confidence, but some thought that he was too arrogant. Fandral himself did not care about what others thought, unless that person was in his way.
Everyone knew that in the past thousand years, he had been looking for ways to resurrect his son in various ways.
In fact, because Duque accepted the Qiraj insectoids as his slaves, Fandral was even more furious. He even encouraged the entire Cenarion Circle to pressure Duque to execute all the insectoids. However, none of the Archdruids were willing to support him, and Tyrande had suppressed this matter.
Now, everything Duke and Fandral had done was for the sake of their dead son, Valstann. The Druids were shocked, but in their hearts they immediately accepted this explanation.
"Duke Marcus! Are you humiliating my son who sacrificed himself for my people and for the peace of Kalimdor? I can't accept this … "Fandral took half a step back, still trying to defend himself.
It was very simple, because there was no evidence left behind for what he did.
He did not believe that Duque, who had nothing to do with him, could see what happened in his dream.
Duque was indeed powerful. Obviously, the dream was not Duque's domain.
Duque laughed coldly, "Many of you only know that under Nozdormu's request, I returned to the ancient war ten thousand years ago for the balance of history. Probably not many people know that not only did I convert Archimonde's Shadow Curse, I also obtained Shadow Force, which I used to enter the Burning Legion. I even commanded Savis as a Void Lord, didn't I? "
The King of Nightmares, Savis?
This almost taboo name suddenly made all the Druids' nerves sensitive.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Cenarion Circle's Druids in the past ten thousand years seemed to be fighting with the air. Only the Druids who had truly entered the Emerald Dream knew how terrifying and dangerous the nightmares in the Dream World were.
The only name that could not be avoided was Savis.
Duque continued, "I have mastered the ability to control souls, and I have also memorized Savis' soul undulations. I didn't feel it before, but now that I see you, I can immediately sense that you are covered in that guy's disgusting stench! "
This time, Fandral's expression finally changed.
That's right. Although he had served Savis in the past, he had never completely accepted Savis' power of nightmares like this.
A long, long time ago, when Fandral was searching for a way to resurrect his son, he was entangled by a Nightmare. However, the Nightmare did not torture him. Instead, it told him that there was a way to resurrect Valstyn.
Fandral, who was crazy about his son, of course immediately accepted the King of Nightmares' help and request. He lured Malfurion into the dream to investigate and was trapped in the dream. Then, he persuaded the council to plant a second World Tree, and secretly planted part of the King of Nightmares' essence on Teldrassil, cursing the tree from the beginning.
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