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Chapter 563 Darkan: Show off!

Quel'Thalas, Silvermoon City, Sunstrider's Court.

Sharlayan was too busy outside, and Kael'thas at home was not having an easy time either.

Regardless of the fact that the old aristocrats who were sitting on nothing have lost their power, the heritage accumulated over thousands of years is no joke. Every aspect of high elf society has their shadow.

Under the obstruction of these dead and unyielding centipedes, Kael'thas' progress in reforms was extremely slow.

Under the secret instigation of some people, there was even a large-scale civil protest in Silvermoon City.

In fact, this is also easy to understand.

To put it in barrage terms, it is not that easy for people who have been lying flat for a long time to stand up again.

The people of Quel'Thalas have long been accustomed to high-benefits, low-intensity work, and have been living this way for thousands of years.

Now that Azeroth is in turmoil, the high elves cannot help but continue to enjoy it.

The Burning Legion outside the territory is gearing up, and the ancient gods hiding in the darkness of the planet are also watching eagerly. Internal and external troubles are coming one after another.

According to the plan of Sharlayan and Kael'thas, after the Second Orc War is over and Azeroth returns to peace, Quel'Thalas will take advantage of this period of peace to carry out drastic reforms to lay down the habitual

The people stood up and fought again.

Of course, this is not easy. It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

Sarlayan's strength is in overall planning, and he is not good at practical affairs in internal affairs.

He still needs the help of Danmaku to manage his own territory, let alone manage the entire country.

In terms of internal affairs, Sarlayan can't help much, and Kael'thas can only rely on his own efforts.

Fortunately, the old king had laid the foundation for Kael'thas before abdicating the throne, and vigorously attacked the most stubborn conservative aristocratic forces in the country.

Human inertia is the most terrifying thing.

After Kael'thas came to power, there was still great resistance to reform among the people, but at least the senior officials headed by the Silver Moon Council basically stood on the side of supporting the reform.

While fighting against the interference of the remaining old aristocratic forces, they were discussing with the Silver Moon Council to formulate difficult new policies.

Kael'thas, who was extremely busy, truly understood the difficulties his father had faced.

But this did not make him retreat, but instead inspired Kael'thas's stubbornness.

Apart from his busy schedule, the battle reports coming back from the front line became one of Kael'thas' pastimes to take the time to relieve stress.

"Ha ha!"

Putting aside the frontline news that had just reached him two minutes ago, Kael'thas laughed heartily.

"This battle is finally won! Well done!"

Although he didn't say it, Kael'thas was actually quite pessimistic about the war situation in Northrend.

The main force of the expedition to Northrend was only more than half of the ranger troops and the newly established Morning Frontier Legion, plus a small number of magister troops and a group of arcane puppets who later reinforced the past.

These are all the manpower support the Northrend Pioneer Army can get.

Fortunately, material resources are still abundant, and the wealthy Quel'Thalas is really not short of money.

In order to prevent the remnants of the old aristocracy from jumping over the wall, the four legions did not dare to leave Silver Moon City without permission.

Thanks to the elite troops guarding Silvermoon City, the old nobles who were forced into a corner never dared to lift the table, and could only watch helplessly as the Sunstrider royal family and the Silvermoon Council eroded their advantageous industries bit by bit.

Both Kael'thas and the Silver Moon Council believe that stabilizing the domestic situation is more important and cannot spare more manpower to support the distant Arctic continent.

Under the two-sided attack by the Drakkari trolls and the Iron Legion, Kael'thas thought that the newly built city of New Shan'dalar might suffer heavy losses, but unexpectedly, a surprising report came from the front line.

The defenders on the eastern front struggled to hold on until Kul Tiras reinforcements moved north. Drakkari, who was instigated by the Zandalari, was repelled by the coalition forces. The Frost King Malak had already submitted a peace document to New Shandalar.

Point by point, the outcome of the Eastern Front battlefield made Loken, who was already doubtful, use the donkey to retreat from the Iron Legion deep into the Crystalsong Forest.

At this point, New Shandalar City has truly established a firm foothold in Northrend.

The engineering puppets are still working day and night to build and strengthen the defense line. After this crisis, it will not be so easy to overthrow this emerging city in the future.

"Peace agreement..."

After being happy, Kael'thas regained his composure and carefully read the document sent back intact by Baldur Linyu.

Kael'thas once stayed in Dalaran for a long time, and was ostracized by his colleagues on the Kirin Tor Council, unable to control the power of Dalaran.

When he has nothing to do, he spends a lot of free time reading books and is proficient in many foreign languages ​​such as Human Common, Troll, Dwarf, Gnomish, and Titan.

The wording used in frost troll documents is slightly different from that of forest trolls, but overall they are similar and it is not difficult to understand them.

As the saying goes, a dead duck has a tough mouth.

The Drakkari Trolls also knew that they were the losers in this war. Although they did not lose badly, they still lost in the end.

The loser compensates the winner, this is the rule of war that has never changed in Azeroth for thousands of years.

In the document, Malak made a fuss about him, repeatedly mentioning that the two sides did not really decide the outcome, and that he only wanted to stop fighting to reduce each other's losses.

Just listen to what this innocuous wheeler has to say. Anyone familiar with the matter knows what the actual situation is. Malak simply wants to reduce his own compensation.

"Calpurnia."

"I'm here, Your Majesty, please give me your orders."

Kael'thas passed the document to Calpurnia, who was busy at the desk: "You will be responsible for the negotiations and try to squeeze as much compensation from the frost trolls as possible."

"yes!"

After receiving the new order, Calpurnia stood up and left the parliament hall, stepping on a pair of high heels and heading towards the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Lelessa, who was in charge of military affairs, still asked calmly: "Your Majesty, now that the war is over, do we still need to send more troops to Crystal Song Forest?"

"Hmm..." Kael'thas lowered his head and pondered for a moment: "We sitting at the rear don't know the situation on the front line, so we should ask Lin Yu and Sarlayan for their opinions first."

Privately, many people refer to Sarlayan as the Little Earl of Deep Shadow, in order to distinguish him from Viles Deep Shadow.

Kael'thas didn't like to be called younger in front of his title, so he simply called Sharlayan by his first name.

At first, the Silver Moon Council was very dissatisfied with this, and was secretly surprised by Sharlayan's status in the heart of the new king.

However, no matter how many requests the council members took in turn, Kael'thas always insisted on his opinion, and over time, the council members became too lazy to persuade him.

"Ha~"

Kael'thas couldn't help laughing when he thought of the many efforts that Sharlayan had made for this war, and even the wars that might happen in Northrend in the future.

"Salayan has made great achievements again this time. Senator Windrunner, do you think I should promote him to a title or an official position?"

"this……"

Lelessa frowned and thought about it: "It still depends on His Majesty's own wishes. I think it's fine."

Kael'thas rolled his eyes angrily: "If you say it, it means you haven't said it... Speaker Drasil, what do you think?"

"ah?"

The Speaker, who has always been so busy in the parliament, did not expect that Kael'thas would throw the question to his head. He was stunned for a moment before answering with a smile.

"I think it would be better to reposition the authority of the little Earl Shenying. He has only been in the morning frontier army's camp for a few days throughout the year. The position of army commander is somewhat unworthy of the name."

Having said that, Darkan's suggestion is actually quite pertinent.

Sharlayan himself also felt that he should not continue to hang on to this military position, and planned to take the time to suggest to Kael'thas that Liadrin should take his place after returning.

"Well, that makes sense."

Kael'thas continued to ask playfully: "What position does the Speaker think he should be promoted to?"

"Well..."

Darkan lowered his head and thought about it: "Little Earl Shenying is very good at guessing and guiding the general trend, but he is not very good at details."

"How about giving him an official position such as senior staff officer or strategic advisor, and he will be directly responsible to the royal family in the future?"

"Strategic consultant..."

Kael'thas' heart moved, and he looked at the seemingly loyal Darkan calmly.

'I have to admit that this guy's ability is indeed outstanding, but it's a pity...'

"Then let's make a tentative decision...Solanlia, you can discuss with the General Affairs Department to designate a suitable official position for Sarlayan."

Solanlian nodded lightly: "Yes, Your Majesty."

After this brief conversation ended, Dar'Kan closed his eyes again and rested his mind, as if he had not noticed Kael'thas' meaningful look at him at all.

'This old fox is really difficult to deal with.'


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