After completing his part of the work, Sarlayan took a few steps back and looked up to observe the changes in Saas'ala.
The pure natural energy gushing out of the Emerald Dream has brought many benefits to Sassala, and the rustling leaves seem to be moaning comfortably.
As the green energy lines on the tree gradually faded, a green portal suddenly opened at the foot of the Tree of Life.
The forest guardian Remulos, who was over 3 meters tall, strutted out of the door.
Under the open-mouthed stares of Kael'thas, Vereesa and others, this astonishing demigod descendant looked at the surrounding environment curiously.
"Is this Quel'Thalas? There is indeed a very strong arcane atmosphere in the air, which reminds me of the former Zin-Azshari."
Sarlayan smiled and waved to Remulos: "Remulos, welcome to Eversong Forest, how do you feel about it?"
"good."
Remulos is not as extreme in rejecting arcane magic as Tyrande. The druid's balance spells already include some arcane spells, and he can view the Sunwell and the high elves in a relatively objective manner.
"The concentration of arcane magic is a bit high, and people who live in this environment for a long time will easily become dependent on arcane energy."
"But for the descendants of the upper elf family, having such a stable source of magic power is actually a good thing."
Remulos knew very well what would happen to the upper elves without a supply of magic power. At least for now, it seemed that the Sunwell was relatively safe and controllable.
The rebuilt Bandinoril Barrier once again covers the entire forest, preventing the energy of the Sun Well from easily overflowing to the outside world. It is not as ostentatious as the Well of Eternity in the Dark Night Empire.
When Sharlayan and Remulos were communicating, Kael'thas finally recovered from his shock.
After tidying up his appearance, the young prince elegantly greeted the eldest son of the demigod.
"Son of the forest demigod Cenarius, Lord Remulos, it is an honor to invite you to Eversong Forest. I am Kael'thas Sunstrider, Crown Prince of Quel'Thalas."
Remulos smiled gently: "Hello, descendant of Dath'Remar, I still remember the experience of fighting side by side with your ancestors in the War of the Ancients, so there is no need to be so polite."
Remulos came to Quel'Thalas this time, partly at the invitation of Sharlayan, to consolidate the connection between the Tree of Life and the Emerald Dream.
On the other hand, as the descendant of the demigod, he will temporarily act as a liaison between the high elves and the night elves, preventing unpredictable conflicts between the two parties when they meet rashly.
...After all, with the bad relationship between the night elves and the highborne, the gun could go off if you are not careful.
The Second War of Quicksand is about to begin. In order to reduce the losses of the night elves in this battle, Malfurion hopes to receive support from other races from the Eastern Kingdom.
He intended to ease relations with the high elves and seek help by establishing contact with other countries in the Eastern Kingdom through Quel'Thalas.
But both Remulos and Sharlayan knew that Malfurion's personal decision had not yet been informed to the other leader of the night elves, the High Priest of the Moon, Tyrande Whisperwind.
No one can tell how Malfurion's request for help will develop in the future. It is best to leave a little room to avoid both parties being unable to stand down after Tyrande goes crazy.
Although they have been cultivating the Eastern Kingdom for more than 7,000 years, the high elves are still more willing to trust the night elves who are distant relatives of the same race than those humans who are full of evil ideas and are always wary of foreign races (named and criticized Lordaeron).
The main issue currently stuck between the two officially establishing diplomatic relations is undoubtedly the high priest of the Moon God whose attitude is still unclear.
[I wonder how Shandis is progressing and whether she can convince Grandma Tai to abandon her past prejudices.]
[I find it hard to believe that at the end of version 7.0, Son of the Night’s active submission was rejected by that idiot. 】
[The reinforcements that came to my door were spat out and given to the tribe. I really don’t know what that old stubborn was thinking.]
[Second power, the Children of the Night are not as easy to control as Syndra, who has lost the leader of the group. With Thalyssra in charge, Suramar still maintains a considerable degree of influence. ]
[Rushly allowing the Nightborne, who have a complete political system, to join the Night Elves is likely to have an impact on the Night Elves' original dual system and the basic national policies of the ****. 】
[Once the influence of the Moon God Sect is weakened, who will be most affected?]
[If you insist, Tyrande can also argue that this is to maintain the stability of night elf society.]
[No matter what Tyrande’s reasons are, I still think she is very stupid for pushing the Nightborne to the Horde. This is a proper act of siding with the enemy. 】
A thoughtful expression appeared on Sharlayan's face: 'Nightborne and Suramar?'
This is not the first time that Sarlayan has heard these two terms. He had mentioned them before when discussing the issue of magic addiction with Danmu.
'When mother wakes up, should we set the Broken Islands as our next travel destination?'
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Sharlayan quickly came to his senses and acted as an introducer to connect Kael'thas and Remulos.
Remulos declined Kael'thas's invitation to Silvermoon City. He was not the kind of person who liked to show off in front of others.
Remulos prefers the quiet and quiet wilderness to the bustling city.
Sarlayan had already told Kael'thas about Remulos's character and habits in advance, so the failure of the invitation did not surprise Kael'thas.
"Your Excellency Remulos, I will temporarily stay in the town of Taquilin in the south of the forest during this period. If you need anything, you can inform me at any time through Vereesa Windrunner."
Remulos winked his left eye at Kael'thas mischievously and said, "Okay, don't worry about me. I'm just here to help my old friend and adjust Sas'ala's condition."
That's what he said, but after all, Remulos was the eldest son of the forest demigod, and Kael'thas didn't dare to neglect him easily.
Kael'thas will not return to Silvermoon City for the time being. One reason is to wait for the Green Dragon Queen and Archdruid Malfurion who may arrive at any time.
Secondly... it was also Anastria's intention to keep Kael'thas away from the turbulent Silvermoon City for the time being.
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Silver Moon City Noble District
Since the banquet ended a few days ago, members of the Silver Moon Council have been inviting talkers from various traditional nobles to discuss countermeasures for several days.
"This reward is a very bad signal. The old fox has made it clear that he wants to promote civilians in order to suppress the nobles. We cannot sit back and watch this happen!"
"That's right! We must unite to put pressure on the Sun King and force him to give up this dangerous idea!"
After several days of wrangling, the traditional nobles have basically reached a consensus, but they have yet to gain the approval of the most important person.
"Darkan! You should say something! We need you to stand up and lead everyone!"
Darkan Drasil, the Speaker of the Silver Moon Council, has power in Quel'Thalas that can be said to be less than that of one person and more than ten thousand people. Even Prince Kael'thas, who has not yet succeeded to the throne, has to face him.
Three points of courtesy.
But at this large gathering of traditional nobles, the second-in-command in Quel'Thalas seemed particularly silent.
It's not that he said nothing, but what he said had nothing to do with politics at all.
"Haha~"
Darkan took a sip of blood thistle tea with a calm expression: "What should be said, I told you the night after the banquet ended. If you don't believe it, what else can I say?"
Darkan has a very keen sense of politics and a very sophisticated skill. This is the main reason why he has been able to climb to the position he is today by virtue of his status as a minor nobleman.
Perhaps it was the smooth sailing after the end of the defense of Quel'Thalas that paralyzed those originally cautious council members. Their little actions became more and more undisguised, and even the ordinary people of Silvermoon City saw through their scheming.
Face.
Darkan did not let down his guard because of the Sun King's forbearance for more than a year.
Anasteria is the meritorious king who led Quel'Thalas to win the Troll War. Although he has become a bit stubborn due to his increasing age in recent years, the old fox's secret methods cannot be underestimated.
Facts have proved that he was right. The old king actually managed to win over the four major families that originally belonged to the traditional aristocracy without even noticing.
"Hmph! I think you are reluctant to gamble with the Speaker's throne under your butt, right?"
Darkan raised his eyebrows and stared directly at the rude nobleman with deep eyes.
"Whatever you say."
Darkan put down his tea cup and walked towards the door calmly.
"I will withdraw from the plan this time, so you can take care of yourself."
'Human nature is always greedy.'
After walking out of the mansion, Darkan looked back with twinkling eyes.
'But, are you sure you have the ability to realize that endless greed?'