Angma, who was full of the word "pregnancy" in his mind, stopped and watched.

In front of me is the most famous villain in Azeroth's early settings, and the "Son of Light and Darkness" after the truth was revealed (setting changes).

Although Illidan had not absorbed the evil energy in Guldan's skull and became a semi-demon, he was also an extremely powerful legendary strongman. He was not only proficient in various ancient moon guards, but also mastered superb melee skills. He was the top strongman in the first echelon of the Azeroth Heroes.

This magic genius from the Night Elf clan is eager for any spell. When he was young, he was shocked by the superb spell casting ability of Ronin and Crassus in the ancient trio who traveled through time. He also asked Ronin for some magic theories that actually came from later generations.

As for how much Luoning's knowledge was taught to Illidan and what changes it brought to the latter, Angma is unknown.

"After ten thousand years, I finally saw you again."

Illidan raised his head and was completely different from the previous verbal confrontation with his brother Malfurio, becoming extremely respectful, and even a little...

Pious?

Angma can't find more appropriate words to describe her feelings.

However, since I already knew that I would leave a strong mark in the ancient battle, and my strength at that time might have reached a certain unknown level. With Malfurion in front of me, Illidan's performance at this time was unexpected and reasonable for Angma, but I was just unable to accept it for a while.

Angma even wondered if Illidan would have asked him about any magical knowledge?

Although magic knowledge is related to strength, it is impossible to touch that level of knowledge if it does not reach a certain level, let alone practice. However, the knowledge in Angma's mind comes from the high elves for nearly ten thousand years. For countless ancestors who have been able to achieve great success in the arcane knowledge of ancient times, innovate, and summarize the valuable knowledge that has been deepened. Perhaps in some limited aspects, it is weaker than the ancient night elves' arcane inheritance that has long been destroyed in the long river of history, but in general, it is still better than the blue.

For a magic genius like Illidan, even just a few words of this precious knowledge are enough to open up a new path for him.

"Illidan, I warn you that the prophet has his own mission. The prophet is just an ordinary blood elf magician. Don't let anyone know the identity of the prophet, let alone... affect the prophet's 'work'." Malfurion warned suddenly.

Ordinary?

Angma couldn't help but be stunned and then smiled bitterly.

In fact, it is true that this is true. For Malfurion, who is the leader of the Night Elf and the important task of the great druid of the Senario parliament, Angma is now "playing" the role of three magicians, which is indeed mediocre.

However, Malfurion's words also made him understand that Illidan also knew very well about the origin of the identity of "prophet".

But the following words made Angma feel nervous.

Malfurion stared at Illidan, and said with a stern face, "If you put the prophet in a dilemma again, I will definitely deprive you of your freedom."

Angma felt nervous, what does "again" mean? What does "a dilemma" mean? Did Illidan cause any trouble for me in ancient times?

This kind of information asymmetry feels very bad. Everyone else present knows what he has done, but he himself doesn't know.

"Don't worry, I won't make the same mistake again."

Illidan apologized, but anyone could hear it. He didn't feel much apologized in his tone, and he didn't seem to care about the "mistakes" he had made.

This made Angma even more suspicious. Judging from Yilidan's unique style of acting, it is probably not a small mistake...

Just as his thoughts flew, Illidan was observing his expression silently. Suddenly, he frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something was wrong, and he was a little confused. Angma, who came to his senses, found that Illidan was staring at him, and a strong sense of alert suddenly arose in his heart.

He immediately realized that although the thoughts of the past and the next were not revealed on his face, even if his two lives experiences were combined, he would only be more than forty years. How could he escape the old monster who had lived for ten thousand years in front of him and had already meticulous insight?

Angma has not yet understood the mystery of time. Anything that involves the timeline must consider the worst possible. When dealing with these historical figures who have had past with him, he always feels like walking on thin ice.

Illidan is different from his brother Malfurio. He acts without being single, and can even be said to be useless. If he knew that he had not become the powerful prophet ten thousand years ago, something might happen.

It may even affect the future that he will travel back to his own ten thousand years ago, and then produce a butterfly effect at the time node of the ancient war, changing all the historical processes over the past ten thousand years. If you think about this logic, the timeline on which Angma relies on will undergo earth-shaking changes, and he will disappear completely...

But then again, if this is the case, the timeline would have responded to it as soon as Illidan's thoughts. Since the worst result has not happened, does Angma still have good luck now mean... this concern is unnecessary?

Although he knew that his thinking direction was most likely wrong, his limited brain capacity was still full and he almost died.

"As far as my logical thinking ability and intelligence level are concerned, I really don't know how to understand the mystery of the timeline... I'm afraid even becoming a mage is due to luck."

Angma, who had already calmed down, complained to herself in her heart.

After clearing the distracting thoughts in his mind, he completely relaxed and said, "Yes, I am just a blood elf magician who led the tribe to search for artifacts. That's all. After walking out of this prison, I don't know anything and will not do anything beyond my character's ability. At the same time, I don't want my appearance to affect any decisions...do what you should do, Illidan."

In fact, there is no loophole in this sentence, because...

Angma is telling the truth.

He really knows nothing.

"Affect your teachings." Yilidan retracted his gaze and nodded. The other two responded separately.

Angma thought about it, because he was worried that his "prophecy" would affect Illidan's decision soon, so he still did not tell the story of the other party's need of Gul'dan's skull that he would need soon.

Just as Tyrande opened the prison door, called the guardian, and took Illidan to get his personal belongings under close custody, Malfurion came to Angma and expressed his concerns again.

"Prophet, I respect your decision to release Illidan, but I still have many concerns. I have a premonition that Illidan will let me down..." Malfurion looked at Illidan's back with a little struggle, shook his head and sighed: "Trust."

Big Druid, your intuition is very sharp.

Angma thought.

Even though your brotherhood was strangers when Illidan created another well of eternity ten thousand years ago, this time the disagreement will lead to your complete break.

"Maybe it's too forced to use the word 'trust'." Finally, Malfurion added.

Angma looked up and looked at the majestic druid.

"I have something to ask you, the Big Druid."

Angma is the tallest among the tribesmen. If converted into the length unit of the previous life, it is higher than the average height of the male blood elves of 1.8 meters tall. But even so, in front of Malfurion, it is still like a dwarf in front of Yao Ming.

As one of the highest human races, night elf men are generally 2.5 meters tall, and Malfurion is one of them. If we count the long pair of deer antlers growing from the mutation of the emerald dreams on our heads, they can catch up with an Angma.

Malfurion, who was still immersed in worries, came to his senses and replied respectfully: "Hmm? I must have answered everything."

"Did Mavi hide something from me?"

Angma asked seriously.

Even after getting along for the past few days, he found that Malfurion trusted him in every way and had no evil intentions. But for self-protection, he still did not want to reveal any of his secrets.

Since Malfurion also seemed to know that Mavie was deeply resentful to him, asking in this way was undoubtedly the safest way.

Malfurion thought the question was about Illidan, but he didn't expect it was about feelings. Because Angma's tone was surprised, although he maintained a respectful expression and looked fearful of being disrespectful, he still couldn't help but smile and said with a smile: "Hide it? I... I really don't know how to answer your question."

"Just just need to answer truthfully, it's okay."

"Please forgive me for being disrespectful - you know, I am a... very traditional person. I only have Tyrande in my life."

Malfurion came up and explained it first, then paused for a moment, carefully considered the words, and said slowly: "But if I like people everywhere, well, I mean a woman. I'm afraid that even if Tyrande doesn't say it, he will feel dissatisfied."

This information is a bit large... Facing Malfurion, who is not very brave to tell the truth, Angma tempted: "You mean... Mavie is jealous for others?"

Malfurion nodded affirmatively, "Especially... there are more than one 'other'."

More than one? It sounds like...it's very good.

Angma scratched her face and inevitably had reverie, but then he felt cold in his heart. He thought for no reason that Lannaser's face turned pale and suddenly woke up, thinking that it would be better not to let her know about this.

"and……"

“And what?”

"And, I often sleep in the emerald dream for thousands of years. I think this is also very unfair to Tyrande. What's rare is that she can understand and accept this." Malfurion's expression was correct, and she was obviously deeply grateful to her partner.

Angma knew that the other party wanted to use his own experience to remind himself indirectly that the fact that "he" had not been with Mavi for thousands of years. But he didn't even know the cause of his relationship with Mavie, and he was still confused. The answer he wanted was naturally not this.

He was about to continue asking questions, but found that Malfurion had no following.

“That’s all?”

Malfurion nodded, as if he was saying right, that's all.

It turns out that I have spared a big circle, and I have to say only this little bit.

"Then Mavi and I are..." Angmaso couldn't avoid the most core issue at all times and said directly: "Mavi just told me about her pregnancy."

After saying that, he stared at Malfurio's eyes and observed the other party's reaction. What he said was neither "she is pregnant" nor "tell me". It did not involve any specific time. No matter how much others thought about it, he would not be exposed. Instead, he would be led to the emotional problems between men and women because of the previous preparations.

"Pregnant?" Malfurio said in surprise, "I heard it right? Elune is on it, this is simply an honor for my tribe - the prophet's child is actually flowing with the blood of my tribe! I will tell Tyrande this good news immediately, asking her to send the most experienced delivery person from the Moon Temple... No, no, no, Prophet, how many months have your child been? Well, what you need now is a fetus. The Moonlight Woodland has a strong natural power, and it is a place for peace and well-being. I will immediately order people to prepare what they need along the way... Prophet, after the child is born, please allow me to teach him the way of nature. By the way, is it a boy or a girl?"

Looking at Malfurio who was overjoyed and incoherent, Angma covered her face in pain.

"The Big Druid..."

"Um?"

"Forget this conversation... I'm a little breathless. Let's leave here first, okay?"

This chapter is a bit long, I'm sorry~ Thanks to the rewards of guarding Xingchen!
Chapter completed!