The purple-haired man who was mentally controlled by Onyxia was completely unaware of the changes in the outside world, and someone's anxious shouting had no effect on him.
Sarlayan slowly turned his head following the sound, and was not surprised to see the High Priest of Elune hurriedly riding on a white tiger.
"Ha~"
Sarlayan suppressed the disdain in his heart and still maintained a calm smile on his face.
"High Priest Whispering Wind, you came just in time."
Sarlayan smiled and pointed at the purple-haired man who was still telling the truth: "Here is a shameful person who is inciting public sentiment and trying to sow diplomatic relations between the night elves and high elves."
"Oh, by the way, he also made random claims, saying that he was instructed by the priests of the Sisterhood of Elune."
Sarlayan looked at Tyrande, whose face was uncertain, with a half-smile: "This must be a fake, right?"
‘Tsk!’
Tyrande Whisperwind felt very unhappy, but now was not the time to continue targeting Sharlayan. She had to find a way to remove herself and the Sisterhood of Elune first.
"Come here! Capture that unruly man who talks freely and makes false accusations!"
"yes!"
Several temple guards walked up behind the dull-eyed purple-haired man with dark faces, and easily controlled him after Onyxia took the initiative to give in.
The situation did not develop as Tyrande expected at all, and the nearby onlookers even began to look at her with suspicion.
Sarlayan understood a truth a long time ago under the guidance of Danmaku.
Don't treat people as fools.
It is true that people who lack intelligence can easily be instigated by some people with ulterior motives, but inciting public opinion is a dangerous double-edged sword.
Once the person who sets the pace is exposed face to face, the people who feel they have been fooled will exponentially transfer their negative emotions to the person who sets the pace.
Tyrande, who wanted to manipulate public opinion, suffered the consequences at this time.
Once upon a time, the people always looked at her with reverence and awe when meeting her, but now these people actually stared at her with suspicion and anger.
Tyrande was heartbroken and didn't want to explain more. The rhythmic purple-haired man kept pouring beans. At this time, she said that there were many mistakes.
"take away!"
Tyrande, who was in a bad mood, didn't even say hello to Sharlayan. After taking the purple-haired man with him, he turned around and left quickly.
The people who stayed at the scene gradually came to their senses, and the incited anger quickly subsided.
"This matter...why do you feel that the Moon Temple is behind this?"
"If you think about it carefully, these three beauties haven't done anything excessive."
"Shh! Don't you want to die? Can you question the priests and grandmothers of the Moon Temple? Let's go!"
The night elves common people who come to the trade area have their own shopping needs and don't have so much time to waste watching the excitement.
After the passion subsided, they immediately remembered the purpose of going out, and soon dispersed in twos and threes.
Sarlayan watched calmly as the person riding the white tiger gradually moved away. The person behind today's farce was very clear.
Valeera frowned and walked to Sarlayan and asked softly: "Why is Tyrande inciting the people to target us?"
"Ha~ who knows."
Before Sharlayan could answer, Onyxia sneered first.
"Maybe it's because the new political system that Sharlayan helped the night elves formulate has weakened her personal power, or maybe it's just because she doesn't like the descendants of the upper elf."
"Anyway, this idiot with high ambitions but low ambitions has backfired this time."
"Not only did it fail to damage Sharlayan's image, it actually made its own people doubt the 'holiness and nobility' of the Sisters of Elune."
"Holy? Noble?"
Stellagosa, who has always been good-tempered, rarely got angry: "Perhaps before Tyrande took over as high priest, the Sisters of Elune did deserve this evaluation, but now... hmph!"
"Okay, let's stop here."
The matter did not become a big deal, and Sarlayan did not take it too seriously, and even found it a bit funny.
"After all, this is the capital of the night elves. Let me just say a few words. We don't have the kaldorei time to play tricks with the high priest."
"Pfft~"
Valeera rolled her eyes at Sarlayan: "Your words are more vicious than Aoni's."
Sarlayan spread his hands innocently: "No really, it's just an objective evaluation. She only has this level."
When Malfurion escaped from the sudden official entanglement and rushed over, the four Sarlayans had already left Andarius.
Malfurion was not stupid. Based on the work that Tyrande suddenly threw at him and the information provided by the people who were still active near the scene, he quickly restored the full picture of the situation.
"Hey~"
The great druid was in a dilemma and rubbed his temples with a headache: "Tylande, Sarlayan came here with good intentions, what are you thinking!"
…
No one knew what the high priest, who was so good at politics, wanted to do. Sharlayan only needed to know that she was hostile to him.
Because Tyrande and Inas had a fairly good relationship, although Sarlayan had looked down upon her abilities and her tendency to occupy herself without giving up, she had never deliberately targeted her.
Since the other party had done something wrong this time, if she encountered similar tricks in the future, Sarlayan would no longer tolerate it and would clean her up from the inside out.
This little episode, which was not even a trouble, did not affect the mood of the four of them for a long time, and was soon forgotten.
After leaving Mount Hyjal, Sarlayan's transformed Chimera carried the three of them all the way north, all the way to the northernmost tip of the snowy Winterspring Valley.
"Stella, how are you? Is the distance enough?"
Stellagosa closed her eyes and calculated: "It's almost the same, but it can only be teleported to an outer island south of the Borean Tundra."
"As long as we can cross the sea, it's enough. Let's get started."
Stellagosa nodded, connected to the magic network in the Borean Tundra, and waved her hand to open a small portal that could only allow one person to pass through.
"Quick! I can't maintain the long-distance portal for too long, hurry up and pass through it!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Starting with the strongest Onyxia, Valeera followed closely, followed by Sharlayan and Stellagosa in the rear.
On the other side of the portal is a small island.
When Stellagosa closed the portal, Onyxia was already in human form fighting with the naga on the island.
There is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.
After beating away the naga entrenched in the ruins of the building, Sarlayan jumped onto a stone pillar and observed his surroundings.
This is the ruins of an ancient night elf town. It should have been torn from the continent when the world collapsed and was left in the sea.
Looking to the north, you can see the coastline of the Borean Tundra.
"There is no deviation in the coordinates, but I didn't expect that there would be a Naga living on this island."
Sarlayan was too lazy to tangle with the fleeing naga.
The Borean Tundra is an active area for blue dragons. Stellagosa consciously transformed into a dragon form and flew the three of them towards the mainland at high speed.
Traveling through the uninhabited tundra area, the four of them soon arrived at Kaudala Island, the home of the blue dragon.
"Oh oh oh! My dear little star, you finally..."
Senegos was about to reminisce with his granddaughter when a short figure suddenly passed by him and jumped into Stellagosa's arms.
"Sister! You are finally back!"
Stellagosa: "...Huh?!"
Picking up the little thing in her arms and lifting it high, Stellagosa looked surprised.
"Are you...Tina?"
"Uh-huh!"
Tina Gosa, who transformed into a little dwarf, proudly showed her scissor hands: "I successfully promoted to a young dragon! How do you think? Does this incarnation look good?"
"Uh~"
The corner of Stella Gosa's mouth twitched a little, and she glanced at the old grandfather who looked a little embarrassed with doubtful eyes.
"Why...a dwarf?"
"Ah this..."
Senegos looked around and said to him: "Ahem~ This is Tina's own wish, and I also..."
"certainly not!"
Tinagosa broke away from her sister's hand and jumped up to Sharlayan, stretching out her hands for a hug.
"Obviously it was my grandfather who told me to take this form so that I can continue to sit on Sarlayan's shoulders."
"Um?!"
Stellagosa's eyes became sharp: "Grandpa, is that so?"
"Ahem! Ahem! Ouch, my old body."
The old gangster pretended to be unwell, buried his head in two dragon claws and beat him to death without raising his head.
"Ahem! Little Xingxing, don't you still have something to do? Go ahead and come back to see me when you have time."
Stellagosa couldn't help but bared her teeth at Senegos, while Malygos, who was gloating at the misfortune, fell down laughing.
"That's right! You old gangster will have this day too! Hahahaha!"
"Shut up! You old man, you have the nerve to talk about me?"
"What? Are you not convinced and come to practice?"
"Come here, hey! Look at my bad temper!"
Stellagosa: "Grandpa! Didn't you say you are feeling unwell?"