Just as Valeera thought, these nobles who responded fiercely did not really care about the so-called noble tradition of Quel'Thalas. In the final analysis, it was just a matter of butt.
Quel'Thalas has been in power for thousands of years with traditional nobles assisting the Sunstrider royal family, and they are the undisputed vested interests.
Although there are meritorious families like the Windrunners who emerged after the founding of the nation, the Windrunner family, who was born in the ranger ranks, has always been outside the core power level of Quel'Thalas.
Their foundation is not in Silver Moon City, but in the vast Yongsong Forest.
No matter how the major nobles in Silvermoon City scheming and scheming, this piece of meat will eventually rot on their own plates and will not be snatched away by outsiders.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that with the invasion of the orcs, the long-lasting peace in the Eastern Kingdom has once again become unstable.
The turbulent era has arrived, which also means that the forces inside and outside the major kingdoms may undergo a major reshuffle, just like the troll war more than 2,000 years ago.
The long-lasting troll war gave birth to a new group of meritorious nobles in Quel'Thalas.
Under the simultaneous suppression and co-optation methods of traditional nobles, these meritorious nobles who fought on the battlefield failed to completely change the pattern of Quel'Thalas.
But their existence has slightly shaken the basic national policy set by Quel'Thalas when it was founded.
Under Anastria's deliberate promotion, the traditional aristocracy had long had a sense of crisis.
The reason why the four nobles chose to take such a desperate risk must be because of Anastria's continued pressure.
In the words of barrage, heroes emerge from troubled times.
What the traditional nobles want to do is to prevent the emergence of forces or heroic individuals that may take away their inherent interests. It is best not to even have the slightest spark of fire.
Sarlayan is still far from a so-called hero, not only because of his strength, but also because his mentality is far from mature enough.
Anastria, which has always been conservative, actually wanted to break the rules and reward a half-elf. The meaning behind this should arouse the vigilance of the traditional nobles. It is no wonder that they uniformly showed such a violent reaction.
This is a bad sign that Anasteria wants to change the ancient traditions of Quel'Thalas that continue to this day.
If it were the former Sarlayan, he would probably have been angered by these people's unbridled words on the spot.
After receiving Salorian's words and deeds, and having his soul conditioned by the piccolo given by Alette, Salorian's temper no longer explodes as it did before.
Although he was still very angry at this time, he could at least use his will to control it in a short period of time and detonate it again when necessary.
"Huh~"
After exhaling a long breath, Sarlayan stood up under the hint of the traditional nobles armed with guns and sticks.
Sylvanas, who stood outside the crowd and watched coldly, had a somewhat complicated expression.
While she was worried that Sarlayan would cause big trouble if she messed around, her playful nature made her unable to help but want to see what would happen next.
As a "mud-legged person" in the eyes of the nobles of Silvermoon City, Sylvanas also disliked the behavior of those traditional nobles.
She wanted Sharlayan to slap them in the face as hard as the rules allowed.
But based on Sylvanas' knowledge of Sharlayan's temper... she didn't think that child could control his emotions so accurately.
Under the gaze of countless people who were gloating about his misfortune, Sarlayan walked out of the crowd with steady steps and met Mattis's eyes directly.
"I don't know who you are, whose instructions you received, and why you are targeting me."
Sarlayan's aura began to gradually rise, and his majestic life energy quickly transformed into steaming anger under the influence of his emotions.
Many pampered nobles were frightened and took a few steps back. They had not seen such unabashed ferocity in many years.
Mattis's expression was a little stiff as his eyes were locked by Sarlayan's, and he bit his lower lip hard to get rid of the shock of his aura.
Sarlayan no longer paid attention to Matis's changing expression, and turned his gaze to the Sun King, whose eyes were somewhat profound.
"Your Majesty, I don't care about the reasons. If someone wants to find trouble, I will always be with you."
"Cough~"
Anastria glanced at Sarlayan meaningfully, then adjusted her expression and asked Matis gently: "Mattis Flame Eagle, the person involved, Sarlayan Deep Shadow, has come forward, you
Is there anything you want to say to him face to face?"
Mattis took a deep breath and stared at Sarlayan firmly.
"Your Majesty, please allow me to challenge Sharlayan Deep Shadow!"
"It is said that this half-elf played an important role in the war, but I have doubts about this."
"Therefore, I want to personally verify his strength and confirm whether the rumors among the people are just some people's false propaganda!"
"Haha~"
With two unintelligible chuckles, Anasteria looked at Saryan with some amusement.
"Salayan Deep Shadow, what do you think?"
In front of the supreme leader of a country, Sarlayan tried his best to restrain his usual casual attitude and solemnly nodded to the old king.
"I agree, no matter how much you talk, it's better to fight with real swords and guns. Seeing is believing and hearing is false."
"Seeing is believing, hearing is believing...a good sentence."
The famous quotes from another world made Anasteria smile and stroke his snow-white beard.
"Okay, I approve of this royal duel."
"However, I don't want to see casualties in the palace, and I believe the nobles don't want to see blood either. Both sides should be careful with their actions."
Since he was here to attend the banquet today, Sarlayan put the weapons and armor into the space package early.
Before entering the royal court, the magister in charge of security inspection temporarily blocked the space packages of all guests to prevent anyone from taking out weapons in the royal court and threatening the safety of the Sun King.
At Anastria's call, two magisters loyal to the royal family stepped forward and unlocked the space package seals of Sarlayan and Matis. The two took out their equipment and were fully armed.
"Hahaha! What is that!"
"It's too shabby, how can you handle something like this?"
Sarlayan's sword was severely worn after many battles. After arriving in Silvermoon City, he temporarily bought a standard phoenix sword in a store.
Compared with the blacksmiths in Taquelin who often maintain and forge weapons for the rangers, the blacksmiths in Silvermoon City work behind closed doors all year round, and the quality of the weapons they create is really impressive, and their ornamental value is far greater than their practicality.
The weapon called the Phoenix Great Sword looks very gorgeous. The sword is dotted with golden and red lines, and the hilt is inlaid with gems. It looks like a beautiful work of art.
A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that this sword is useless, and the edge of the sword is not even sharpened.
In contrast, the two one-handed swords that Mattis took out had both appearance and quality in mind, and were obviously made by famous masters.
"Buzz!"
With the injection of magic power, the long sword in Mattis's hand shone with a faint light.
'Magic swordsman?'
The Demon Swordsman is a unique profession that combines melee skills and magic. The Spellbreaker, the personal guard of the Sun Chaser royal family, is the best among the Demon Swordsmen.
This is not the first time that Sarlayan has encountered a magic swordsman. During these years of traveling around taverns in various places, he has knocked down not a hundred but dozens of magic swordsmen.
Ignoring the jeers and jeers of the nobles, Sarlayan grasped the hilt of the Phoenix sword tightly with both hands, lowered his weight and assumed a posture that was both offensive and defensive.
Halduron in the crowd slapped his forehead in a funny way: "This kid started again..."
Standing next to Halduron, Lor'themar asked curiously: "Start with what?"
Sylvanas also listened carefully.
Halduron spread his hands and explained: "Don't think that Sarlayan is really a pure fool. Once it comes to his favorite battle, that kid is really smart."
"He is very good at figuring out the subtle psychology of his opponent in battle, seizing the enemy's weakness and striking hard. This time... he plans to show weakness on purpose."