Chapter 754

Chapter 754: Future Journey

Back at the small building where the Elf Mages lived, it started to rain lightly.

As Jesse entered Vereesa’s room, he saw the purple and red decorations and furniture, the cushions. If it weren’t for the misty green treetops outside the window, the pastel eaves, and the stone pathway, he might have felt as if he had returned to Windrunner’s Tower.

They tossed their cloaks aside, embracing each other against the wall. The elf glanced at the raindrops hitting the window and said, "There aren’t any other mages here, Jesse. Do you plan to talk about that scythe, or should we start with…"

Jesse suddenly pushed Vereesa onto the bed behind them, pulled off her wet boots, unfastened her waist cincher covered in tree patterns and elven runes from behind, and buried his head beneath her…

He savored her greedily, ignoring her pleas to stop until she trembled, gripping the headboard, and curled up stiffly… letting out only a series of broken, low murmurs.

"Wait, ah… slow down… slow down, you jerk." Vereesa forced herself to turn, raising her narrow, cold foot to shove Jesse’s face aside, weakly saying, "Let me rest a moment."

Jesse sat beside her while supporting her foot, licking his lips. He asked, "So, how much do you know about Mount Hyjal? I know the Reliquary once hired mages to search for lost Highborne relics in northern Kalimdor, probably around Mount Hyjal?"

"That is true," Vereesa sighed, slightly fixing her messy silver hair, which covered her face. She said, "But you also know, that’s the Reliquary, not the Farstriders. I… haven’t looked into what they did in northern Kalimdor in detail. Did you figure out what that scroll said? Did that demon tell you?"

"The content is roughly this," Jesse said: "At the base of a mountain where demons cannot approach, there is a place with elven traces and ghostly whispers. It has towering green walls, perhaps even a maze, and Dethmoora believes this place hides the artifact of a necromancer, hidden away by a mage."

"Elven traces, demons can’t approach—that does sound very much like Mount Hyjal," Vereesa said. Jesse pondered for a moment and asked, "Have you heard of a place called Demon Fall Canyon?"

The elf furrowed her brow and thought for a while, saying, "Demon Fall Canyon, I don’t know; perhaps there’s another name for it in the Sayaad Language? But I haven’t heard of this name in Common. Is it around Mount Hyjal?"

Jesse replied, "I just heard about it from a traveler in Booty Bay. It might just be a legend."

Vereesa sighed, saying, "Are you guessing this place based on the whispers of souls? Mount Hyjal is huge; have you considered other clues? A maze—does it mean the ruins of the Kaldorei Empire? Ghostly whispers… you know many ancient Kaldorei still exist today as spirits because of the tumult of magic, right?"

Her hint made Jesse start to waver in his obsession with Demon Fall Canyon.

She was right. Due to the ancient Kaldorei Empire’s worship of the Arcane, most cities were filled with the abuse of arcane energy, not just Eldre’Thalas or Cenarius’ Sanctuary, but also several other major cities.

Therefore, after the Well of Eternity explosion, countless Highborne died in this terrible magical apocalypse, their souls turned into magical energy that roamed the cities, filled with hatred and madness, haunting the Night Elves living near Mount Hyjal for thousands of years.

Vereesa’s suggestion reminded Jesse of another place… the Abyss.

The Abyss is an ancient temple that sank into the sea on the western coast of Ashenvale, located at the foot of Mount Hyjal? It matched; was there any ghost inside? Given how other elven ruins were, it was likely so—a maze… indeed it could be.

The towering green walls; if you thought of the forests of Ashenvale as high walls, then the Abyss at the edge of Ashenvale also fit.

But the Abyss has been taken by cultists who worship the Old Gods. In the game, it was a main base for the Twilight Cult. Jesse wasn’t sure if the Twilight was even a thing yet, but he knew the ancient elven temple in the Abyss was at least held by Naga—they were clearly servants of the Old Gods.

Would Guardian Skywynn really hide Ulthalesh there?

Jesse doubted it. As the leader of the Tirisfal guardians, he knew the Naga were bad news, and he wouldn’t hand such a terrible weapon to them.

"Should I go back to Quel’Thalas and ask the Reliquary about Demon Fall Canyon?" Vereesa asked.

"Better not," Jesse replied. "Don’t tell anyone in Quel’Thalas about what we find, especially people like Dar’Khan. By the way, has Dar’Khan been up to anything lately?"

"The last news I got before I came to Stormwind was that he was still in Dalaran," Vereesa said. "Unlike Prince Kael’thas or the Sunreavers, he doesn’t have official ties to Dalaran. I mean, as a top member of the magus group, staying in Dalaran so long seems odd. But I think he hasn’t made progress; otherwise, he wouldn’t be quiet this long."

Jesse asked, "If I ever need to go to Kalimdor, could you come?"

Vereesa lowered her brows and said, "I’m not sure; when do you plan to go?"

"I haven’t even sorted the clues yet," Jesse sighed gently, saying, "For now, going to Kalimdor is just an idea; no real goal or prep."

Vereesa thought for a moment and said, "If it’s not urgent, I can try to get a Reliquary mission to Kalimdor, Jesse. Like you said, they always hire Farstrider mercenaries to hunt old artifacts there, and it serves the Sun King. If Zul’Aman stays quiet then, my sister will say yes."

"Then I’ll wait for your word, Vereesa," Jesse said. "So, should we keep going?"

"Always letting you have your way with me—isn’t that unfair?" Vereesa teased, flipping over and lying on Jesse. She glanced down.

"Let me taste yours too…"

Her hand, the one strong enough to draw an arrow through black dragon scales… already gripped him tight. Did Jesse have a choice?