In the Sun Chaser Royal Court, the tug-of-war for interests that has lasted for more than a week is still going on.
Sarlayan and Barrage originally thought that the bad-tempered Tyrande would make big news within three days, but the development of the situation was different from what they imagined.
Tyrande did not put on airs when negotiating with Anasteria, but was very pragmatic and patiently discussed the areas that both parties were responsible for in the war.
Malfurion, who has a relatively gentle personality, is slowly doing Tai Chi with the Silver Moon Council. They seem to be in harmony, but in fact they are determined to stick to their respective bottom lines and refuse to let go.
Although Dar'Khan has ambitions for the supreme power of Quel'Thalas, before that, he was first and foremost a high elf.
At present, he is not as extreme as the barrage said, and he will not hesitate to betray the interests of the country and seek refuge in the undead natural disaster.
After all, Sarlayan has never understood why Dar'Khan gave up everything he gained in Quel'Thalas and attached himself to the Scourge.
Azeroth has a tradition that seems strange to outsiders.
Once the war gets tough, the king must be at the front and bear the greatest pressure. Therefore, the death rate of kings in Azeroth is ridiculously high.
When the Scourge invaded, it had snowballed into Lordaeron and formed a huge military advantage. No matter how hard the high elves struggled, they could not stop it.
The sharp-sighted Darkan saw the situation clearly in advance, but this still cannot explain why he gave up his high position and betrayed his motherland.
The invasion of the Scourge will indeed cause huge harm to Quel'Thalas, but it is not him, the Speaker, who will bear the brunt. The one who will bear the brunt must be the aging Sun King.
Moreover, the Scourge blatantly announced their goal, invading Quel'Thalas for the purpose of the Sunwell.
As long as Dar'Kan is cowardly and avoids the front-line attack of the undead army, once the Sun King is killed in battle, he will have plenty of time to seize power in the chaotic Quel'Thalas before Prince Kael'thas comes back.
In any case, Darkan at this period still had the consciousness and sense of belonging as a high elf.
He and Malfurion smiled at each other and sat on both sides of the negotiation table, going back and forth. It was a completely different style of confrontation from the Sun King and Tyrande.
Compared with the high elves who focus on the back row and rely entirely on arcane puppets in the front row, the professional composition of the night elf army is more reasonable.
In addition to inorganic auxiliary units such as ancient war trees and tree men, they also have strong warriors and thick-skinned guardian druids in the front row.
Even so, the night elves did not want their frontline soldiers to suffer too many losses in the war.
They are all branch races of elves, and they all know each other's fertility rate clearly.
On the issue of finding cannon fodder to take the blame, the two sides quickly reached a consensus.
But the problem also lies here.
The high elves and the alliance headed by Lordaeron have already broken up. It is basically impossible to persuade Lordaeron, the strongest country in mankind, to send troops across the sea.
In the same way, Quel'Thalas and Dalaran have a bad relationship now, and they can't count on the group of human mages who talk sweetly and have swords.
Excluding these two human nations who wear the same pants, there are also Wildhammer dwarves, Bronzebeard dwarves and Gnomeregan dwarves in the Alliance.
However, the population of these alien races is far less than that of humans who give birth to babies like piglets. Even if they agree to send troops to assist, the number of troops they can muster will be very limited after the Second Orc War has just ended.
Let’s talk about the three human kingdoms that have better relations with Quel’Thalas.
Kyrgyzstan was ruled out first.
After a series of defeats at the Alliance Conference, King Genn Greymane made up his mind to continue to implement the isolationism pursued by his father.
They have begun to build the Greymane Wall in Silverpine Forest, intending to completely block the land passage between Gilneas and the outside world, and only supplement domestic supplies through maritime trade with the other three countries.
Stromgarde is extremely poor, and if they can be paid for supplies on a mercenary basis, Thoras Trollbane should be able to persuade Thoras Trollbane to send troops.
But according to the latest information from the Backlight Blade, there seems to be an unstable undercurrent within the Trollbane royal family.
Solas's nephew Danas made great contributions in the Second War. Crown Prince Garin believed that Danas threatened his position and has been targeting him in every possible way since his return.
The fight between the two left Solas in a dilemma.
Emotionally, Solas stands by his son Garin.
But he also knows that Garin is just an incompetent idiot. If the throne is handed over to him, the already poor Stromgard will definitely decline even more, and it may even lead to the destruction of the country.
Compared with the idiot Crown Prince Garin, Danas has proven his personal ability and charisma in the war. If he succeeds to the throne, he should be able to lead Stromgard to the road of revival.
It is precisely because of Solas's wavering attitude that Galin, who feels threatened, becomes more and more hysterical.
According to the latest intelligence returned by the Backlight Blade, there is a high probability that Solas will turn to his own son Garin, and perhaps move Danas far away from Stromgarde, the center of the kingdom.
In the end, Kul Tiras was easier to convince. As long as the orcs with the hatred of killing their sons were not involved, Daelin was not an unreasonable person.
"hold head high!"
While the two sides were discussing the details in depth, a loud roar of a dragon suddenly came from the southern part of Yonge Forest.
Everyone present was stunned. Anasteria, Kael'thas, Tyrande and Malfurion, who knew the inside story, had a look of surprise in their eyes. Darkhan and other members of the Silver Moon Council had expressions on their faces.
Confused.
"Cough~"
The old king coughed lightly and tapped the big round table in the conference hall with his fingers.
"Let's stop here today. You two are probably tired. We will continue the discussion early tomorrow morning."
Tyrande and Malfurion looked at each other and stood up at the same time and nodded in agreement to the high elves.
"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting temporarily."
After the couple, who held the supreme power of the night elves, walked out of the conference hall, Darkan turned his head in confusion and looked at the king and his son, who were flirting with each other.
"Your Majesty, what are you..."
Anastria coughed twice more: "Hey, time is not forgiving. Let's take a rest today. You can also go back and sort out the copy to see if there is anything missing."
Darkan wanted to continue asking, but Solanlian and Calpurnia had already stood up first.
"Your Majesty, please ensure your health. We will leave first."
‘Tsk!’
Darkan's eyes showed a hint of displeasure: 'Two bastards...'
Liresa, who had been watching silently, saw the changes in everyone's expressions.
Although she didn't know exactly what happened, judging from the looks of the two people who left the scene and the king and his son, it was clear that they knew the inside story and were likely to take action related to it next.
'Could the dragon roaring in the southern part of the forest be Ysera?'
…
The soul returned to the body, and Inas, who had been sleeping for more than ten years, slowly climbed up from the cave.
Although her body has not shrunk under the protection of the power of life, she has not moved her body for a long time. At this time, she is inevitably a little top-heavy and unable to effectively control her body's movements.
Seeing Inas falling to the side unsteadily, Julian hurriedly jumped away. He didn't want to be crushed by his wife, which would be an unjust death.
Sarlayan, who had also just left the Emerald Dream, was half a beat too slow to react. By the time he wanted to move, a huge shadow had completely enveloped him.
"What the hell!"
Without enough time to adjust his posture, Sarlayan put his hands on his head as quickly as possible.
Before he could fully exert his strength, Inas's dragon body pressed down.
Fortunately, Sarlayan's strength was not weak, and Inas also adjusted her focus in time.
If he really had to sit down like that, most of Sarai's bones would probably be broken, and it would take at least several days for him to recover.
After regaining her feet under Sarlayan's force, Inas shook her head vigorously.
"Um~Sorry, I can't control my body well yet."
Ysera shook her head amusedly: "Let's transform into human form first, so as not to accidentally cause non-combat casualties."
With Ysera's help, Inas, whose hands and feet were still a little weak, quickly shrank in size and eventually transformed into a charming high elf beauty.
[Finally seeing Inas’ mortal form!]
[Ah ~ this waist, these legs, this face, these different-colored eyes, this long gradient hair... I love it! 】
【233, I just don’t talk about breasts, that’s my only regret. 】
[Julian, it turns out you are good at this. (Funny)]
Inas's hair color is very strange, starting from the roots and ending in the middle of her long hair, it is crimson.
But further down, the color begins to gradually change, from red to orange, to light yellow, and finally to emerald green.
Inas's appearance and figure are almost perfect, her only shortcoming is that she is relatively flat, which makes Sarlayan very puzzled.
‘Why are the mortal forms of dragons so flat? Personal preference?’
Since Julian had already escaped from the cave, Ysela supported Inas.
Just as he was about to help Inas move, Ysera's expression suddenly changed subtly.
"It came pretty quickly."
Sarlayan soon also sensed the abnormal fluctuations in energy. Judging from Ysera's attitude, the visitor should be a friend rather than an enemy.
Sure enough, as a portal opened, four senior executives who were supposed to be negotiating in the royal court came out one after another.
Tyrande, who had the quickest temper, walked in front. She nodded to Ysera first, and then took the initiative to help support Inas.
"Long time no see, old friend, why did you end up like this?"