"He has water from the Well of Eternity, and he is willing to give it to us in the form of a trade."
In the palace garden of Elre'Thalas, the ten thousand-year city in the wilderness of Feralas, Kael'thas and his close ministers were walking on the green grassy road, and the heavily armed Phoenix Guards were surrounding the garden.
Alert to ensure that the chat between the Sun King and the Home Minister will not be leaked.
The young and handsome Sun King frowned, and the faces of several palace ministers following him were not very good-looking. Obviously, this was because of the news the Sun King had just brought back, a news that made it difficult to make a choice.
"Can you confirm the authenticity? Your Majesty?"
Romans, the Minister of National Affairs, asked softly. The white-haired old elf's cheeks were plumper than before. It seemed that he had adapted to the magical environment of Elrethalas, but the wrinkles on the minister's face became more and more serious.
There are more and more, which is obviously caused by the complicated internal affairs of the high elves.
"I'm not doubting your source of information, but Illidan Stormrage is a dangerous person. Although we don't know everything about the things he did in the War of the Ancients, but based on what we know, this guy
He is a complete thug, and the most troublesome thing is that he is also a typical, extreme idealist. When dealing with this kind of person... we must be very alert."
"able!"
Facing Romance's question, the Sun King nodded without hesitation. He looked at the colorful and rare plants in the palace garden and said softly:
"At the invitation of Ms. Tyrande, I went to Mount Hyjal a few days ago. I saw with my own eyes the pool of water under the World Tree... Although the night elves responded with silence, I am certain that,
The small lake under the World Tree is a liquid mixed with the water of the Eternal Well. Even if ten thousand years have passed, the liquid still contains extremely pure magic power... The Moon God Priests used magic to seal the magic power.
But I can feel it."
The Sun King sighed. He handed the golden staff-like scepter to the guard beside him, then sat on a chair in the garden and said to the three people in front of him:
"And that pool of water was made by Illidan himself after the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago... His 10,000-year prison sentence was also caused by this, so I can basically be sure
, he still has water from the Well of Eternity in his hand, which may not be as much as he claimed, but it is definitely enough for us to rebuild the Well of the Sun."
"After all, my grandfather only used less than one-third of an ounce of water from the Well of Eternity to complete the main part of the Well of the Sun."
Having said this, the Sun King sighed sadly:
"It's a pity that my grandfather was not able to get more well water before the War of the Ancients broke out... After all, it is the treasure of Queen Azshara and the entire Elf Empire."
"Um"
Archmage Rommath nodded. The old elf was lost in thought. He stopped talking. Lor'themar Theron, the defensive general of Elre'Thalas and the chief of guards of the Sunchaser Court, looked around. This war-torn man
The legendary ranger lowered his voice and asked softly:
"So, can we plan a force operation...to force him to hand over what we need?"
"It's difficult, Theron."
In the setting sun that enveloped the entire ten thousand-year-old city, the Sun King brushed his long golden hair, narrowed his eyes, and said to his defensive general:
"In the few minutes I talked with Stormrage, I could probably tell his strength. Although he has been imprisoned for ten thousand years, he is probably as difficult as what was recorded in my grandfather's handbook. Although I have not seen him in person.
Take action to deal with the devil, but just from the strength of his followers, you can see that it is a very powerful existence... In a real battle of life and death, I am not his opponent."
Kael'tha frankly admitted his weakness and said to Lor'themar:
"And the night elves officially don't trust Illidan. The troublesome Warden Warden, Ms. Maiev is guarding him. Illidan's range of activities is on the battlefields of Mount Hyjal and Felwood. These are all dark nights.
In the core area ruled by the elves, even if the force operation is successful, it is difficult for us to guarantee that we will not be discovered by the night elves officials."
The Sun King shook his head:
"This is a last resort. Only when we are completely helpless can we consider forceful intervention."
Having said this, Kael'thas hesitated for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and said to his subordinates:
"And I don't know if it's an illusion... I always feel that the night elf officials seem to be trying to interfere with Illidan's thoughts and make him hand over the eternal well water in his hand. Maybe their idea is to destroy that thing, but if
My guess is correct, which means that all of Illidan’s activities may be under the official attention of the night elves..."
"Then we will promise him!"
The last military minister who did not speak, the ranger general of the high elves, the indifferent Windrunner Sylvanas said in a deep voice:
"Since we can't fight or resort to official channels, let this deal go on. Anyway, all we need is eternal well water. To be honest, I also hate dealing with our distant relatives who are closed... They
Their devotion to the moon clearly affects their way of thinking, just like a group of fanatics."
"We cannot promise him, General Sylvanas!"
General Lor'themar retorted:
"We cannot send our people away just because of a vain hope! This is not what the Sun Chasers should do!"
"Wait! Theron!"
The Sun King turned to look at Sylvanas. He gestured to Lor'themar not to comment. The Sun King's green eyes stared at his ranger general and he asked softly:
"I know better than anyone else how General Sylvanas protects our people and her will to protect them. I don't believe that General Sylvanas would sacrifice the lives of her people so easily, so I guess...
.You should already have a way to get the best of both worlds in your mind, right? Shiva?"
The Ranger General smiled when he heard this. The iceberg-like beauty general shook her long hair. Under the halo of the setting sun that filled the sky, she looked at the two companions beside her and His Majesty to whom she was loyal. She
Say softly:
"Of course I will not send 50,000 compatriots to be used as test subjects for that night elf lunatic, but I captured a very key point from your description. Illidan tells you that the magic addiction in the high elves will make us addicted to evil energy.
It is more tolerant and easier to pass the demon hunter's trial, and he simply needs soldiers, and he does not care about the origin of his soldiers..."
The Ranger General paused, a chilling light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she lowered her voice again, like a whisper:
"Your Majesty, Lor'themar, and Master Rommath, you probably haven't forgotten those... Sindra remnants living on the edge of the city of Elre'Thalas, right?"
"this..."
Lor'themar Theron's eyes widened. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say it. Archmage Rommath and the Sun King looked at each other. After a moment, the old elf archmage
Glancing at General Sylvanas, who was confident of victory, he asked in a low voice:
"Is it feasible?"
"Why not?"
Sylvanas stood on the grass, playing with her smooth long hair in boredom. She said in a way of evaluating the utensils:
"The upper elf's addiction to magic is more serious than that of the high elf, and the main body of Sindra's civilization has been transferred to the Federation in the Eastern Continent. Any upper elf willing to follow Mordant Yongshade has already left Erreshara.
Si, these poor bastards left behind are exiles who are not accepted by both parties. No one will make a fuss about their disappearance, and no one will support them."
"They are the best victims...or to use a less cruel word, they are the best "martyrs" of the high elf civilization!"
The ranger general narrowed his eyes, and his sharp arrow-like eyes were focused on the Sun King. She was obviously waiting for the Sun King's decision, but Kael'thas did not hesitate for too long. He raised his head, his handsome face
There was a smile on his face:
"Then, go ahead, Shiva, do it cleanly. Our people have already suffered too much. Let us bear the burden of these dark things. Don't let the people suffer spiritual torture because of this... Luo
Count Therma, come and assist General Shiva!"
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
Lor'themar Theron and Sylvanas Windrunner straightened their bodies at the same time and accepted the order in a military manner, but Archmage Manros raised another question.
"General Sylvanas, as far as I know, there are less than 30,000 Syndra remnants still in Elre'Thalas. This is not enough to complete the deal between His Majesty and Stormrage. The vacant part
what to do?"
"this..."
Sylvanas glanced at Lor'themar, who nodded slightly to her, and the ranger general shrugged:
"As far as we know, the main stronghold of the Sindra elves in the Federation is located in the former northern city of Lordaeron, which is very close to the Strait of Dalaran. Maybe we can plan a robbery operation without killing and wounding as the purpose.
A quick raid and plunder. According to the speed of the Yangfan Fleet, as long as we are not unlucky enough to be blocked in the strait by the Federation's Black Ark Fleet or the Dark Blade's Dead Sea Fleet, we can leave quickly."
Lor'themar, who knew more about the Sunsail Fleet, added:
"General Sylvanas' proposal can be considered. Your Majesty, as well as Master Manroth, the Sunsail Fleet's sailing speed is currently the fastest among all fleets in Azeroth. As long as the planning is perfect, we can definitely...
.”
"No!"
This suggestion was rejected by the Sun King before any in-depth discussion. Kael'thas shook his head:
"We have signed an alliance agreement with the Human Empire and the Orcs. We all advance and retreat together. In this political environment, once there is a problem with the robbery, it will easily trigger an all-out war between the Kalimdor camp and the Eastern Federation.
, this is a fatal blow to our current situation, this plan is too threatening, I don’t agree!”
"But the proposal of the two generals reminded me of another thing..."
The Sun King turned to look at his Minister of National Affairs and asked:
"Sir Romance, do you still remember the news that the Human Empire informed us a year ago?"
"Well, of course I remember, Your Majesty."
The white-haired Archmage Rommath explained to the two generals:
"The ancestor of the high elves, His Majesty Dath'Remar, the late king of the Sunstriders, was born in the upper elf class, so even after the night elves came to power, his connection with other upper elf forces was not cut off, and as we know, Syndra
The elves are the last highborne elves still active in Azeroth, but that does not mean that after the destruction of Syndra, the highborne elves will become extinct."
Master Romance was a little worried. He glanced at the Sun King, who nodded to him, so the Archmage coughed lightly and said to the two generals beside him with a serious face:
"Sylvanas, and Lor'themar, what you are going to hear next is top-secret information shared between the human empire and the upper echelons of the high elves! I hope you can keep it secret."
"One year ago, during an activity by the Third Fleet of the Kul Tiras Navy to drive away pirates, the human navy was hit by a storm in the waters of the Broken Islands. In panic, they broke into the fog in the northernmost sea of the Broken Islands.
In the sea area, several battleships lost contact with the fleet for four days. No one knew what happened to those ships, but the point is that after they successfully rendezvoused with the fleet, a shocking news was sent back to Kultira
Sri Lankan Admiralty."
Archmage Rommath glanced at the two generals and said softly:
"Those human sailors claimed that there was a purple elf city hidden in the fog in the southernmost part of the Broken Islands. The entire city was protected by a large-scale magic barrier. They collected some specimens in the Maple Leaf Wilderness outside the city.
After research by Dalaran mages, it turned out that the civilization represented by those specimens was the Elf Empire civilization ten thousand years ago, which means..."
"Another city from ten thousand years ago appears...that's another Syndra!"
The Sun King saw the surprise in Sylvanas and Lor'themar's eyes, and he spoke:
"The Human Empire sent scouts to inspect the city. Unfortunately, when the scouts were operating on the Broken Shore, they were robbed by the Dark Blade Legion that suddenly appeared. But according to the news sent back by the scouts, the existence of that city
It’s true, and based on the few words left in my grandfather’s handwriting, I have already determined the origin of that city!”
Kael'thas pursed his lips and said softly:
"That is Suramar...the "jewel" of the Elven Empire. However, we currently know too little about that place to make substantive strategic decisions. But Illidan is a patient man. I believe that 3
Ten Thousand Syndra can temporarily satisfy his appetite, and the remaining time is enough for us to slowly explore the city in the mist."
The Sun King closed his eyes, leaned on his chair, and let the bloody sunset shine on his body. He said softly:
"I have enough reasons to believe that we will definitely find enough... martyrs in that city that has been closed for ten thousand years!"