Under the curious attention of a large number of Naga residents in Nazjatar, Sharlayan followed the welcoming team led by Vashj and headed towards the Eternal Palace at a steady speed.
According to Azshara's arrangement, Sharlayan will rest tonight in the side hall of the Eternal Palace specially used to entertain guests, and wash off the dust on his body.
Tomorrow morning, after taking care of his appearance, Sharlayan will be formally summoned by Azshara.
The rules were a little more complicated, but Sarlayan, who was born in a noble family, was not surprised by this. After all, nobles like to use these rules to show their differences from the common people.
After personally delivering Sarlayan to the side hall, Vashqili said goodbye and left.
"Marquis Shenying, if you have anything to do, you can ask the maids in the side hall to inform me. Her Majesty the Queen is still waiting for my reply, so I will leave first."
Sharlayan smiled and stroked her chest and returned Vashj's greeting: "Thank you, Ms. Vashj, for the hospitality. Please give my regards to Queen Azshara first."
After sending Vashj away, Sarlayan returned to the palace in the side hall obediently and dismissed the Naga maids around him.
"Huh~"
After confirming that there was no surveillance spell in the side hall, Sarlayan breathed a sigh of relief, took out a roll of sheepskin map from the space package and spread it out on the table.
"Just in case, let's check the emergency evacuation route again."
Although Sarlayan is 70% certain that Azshara will not fall out, he still cannot relax his vigilance before the matter comes to an end. He must be prepared in advance for emergencies.
Since entering Nazjatar, Sarlayan looks normal on the surface, but in fact he is under a lot of pressure in his heart.
Azshara is a true demigod arcanist. If she really intends to turn against him, Sharlayan is not 100% sure of escaping from her hands.
Convincing Azshara to jump back will have a huge impact on Sharlayan's next plan.
In Sarlayan's opinion, a 70% certainty was worth taking the risk.
Even if he failed and was caught, Azshara would at least not kill him without saying a word because of her personal relationship with her mother.
"Tidestone..."
After reviewing the escape route, Sarlayan took back the map and walked to the window, looking up at the huge barrier above Nazjatar that enveloped the entire city.
"As the Pillar of Creation artifact created by Titan himself, it should not only be used to hold up the barrier to defend N'Zoth, right?"
…
The next morning, Sarlayan, with the help of the maid left by Vashj, changed into a set of complicated upper elf dress.
When the head maid Vashj came to greet her, Sharlayan was surprised to see Vashj transformed into a night elf. She also specially changed into a gorgeous palace dress.
"Ms. Vashj?"
Compared with the male Naga, whose entire head has turned into a fish head, the female Naga's face still retains its original appearance, and Sarlayan can recognize Vashchi through the similar facial features.
Vashj smiled and Sarlayan nodded: "It's me, this is just an illusion out of etiquette... Marquis of Deep Shadow, are you ready to meet the Queen?"
Sarlayan felt relieved: 'Sure enough, they have no sense of belonging to the twisted race of Naga, and they will still use illusions to transform into the form of night elves on formal occasions.'
"Already ready, shall we set off now?"
Vashchi nodded lightly: "Okay, Her Majesty the Queen is waiting in the palace hall. Please come with me."
[One thing to say is that Vashj in the night elf form is quite beautiful. Her appearance is no worse than Tyrande and Maiev. Such a beauty is actually just Azshara's maid. 】
[This shows that Azshara's appearance is higher, and ordinary people cannot control a maid like Vashj, who has outstanding abilities and appearance. ]
[I have a bold idea. If Sharlayan can capture Azshara, wouldn’t it be buy one get one free? 】
【?】
【Brother, something is wrong with you.】
[Just kidding, the self-admired Azshara is not that easy to conquer. Only men of Sargeras’ level can win her favor.]
[Indeed, but if you can really defeat Azshara, let alone buy one and get one free, it is possible to give the entire palace's maids to Xiaosha. 】
[…You guys are very imaginative, why don’t you say that Azshara transferred the claim rights to all the elves in Azeroth to Prince Sharlayan? 】
[Ah... I even talked about the prince a few days ago, but I actually forgot about Azshara at that time. What a mistake.]
[So? Xiao Sa, do you want to eat this platinum soft rice? 】
While following Vashj to the palace hall, the head maid, who had served for more than 10,000 years, had a solemn look on her face, which made it difficult for Sarlayan to speak rashly, so she simply focused on the shady netizen.
Rolling his eyes in annoyance, Sharlayan complained helplessly: "That's enough, do you think I need to be fed? I can walk around in Azeroth with my talent and good looks.
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【???】
【233, Pufferfish Xiaosha has expanded. 】
[Just kidding, anyway, you don’t have to pay taxes when you’re bragging.]
The Eternal Palace covers a very vast area. The side hall where Sharlayan lives is very close to the palace gate, and quite far away from the palace hall and back hall where Azshara conducts daily activities.
Following Vasqi all the way along the Zhongting Avenue, Sarlayan finally saw the two splendid doors at the entrance of the palace hall after more than ten minutes.
Two female guards who had also transformed into night elves were standing on either side of the gate. When they saw Vashj, they unanimously bowed and saluted the powerful head maid.
At this moment, Sharlayan began to believe the joke before the barrage. There seemed to be really no men in Azshara's palace, and even the palace guards responsible for guarding the safety of the palace were all women.
The two female guards, who were average in appearance (elven standards) and capable in temperament, each stretched out a hand, and with a lot of movement, he and they pushed the two heavy doors in the palace hall inwards.
After the door opened, Sarlayan curiously looked up at the throne on the stairs at the end of the hall, and met a pair of majestic pale golden eyes.
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The king experienced this strange feeling now.
The first time he saw Azshara, what Sharlayan paid attention to was not her peerless appearance that was praised by countless people, but her natural leadership qualities.
The sand sculpture netizens watching through Sarlayan's perspective also seemed to be shocked, and the fluttering of the barrage obviously stopped for a short while.
When Sharlayan came back to his senses and focused on Azshara's flawless beauty, the barrage of temporary "short circuits" suddenly exploded.
[Holy shit! Damn it! I always thought that the aura of kings and tyrants was made up in novels, but now I realize... I’m the one who didn’t realize it? 】
[This... I, an LSP, didn't pay attention to Azshara's appearance for the first time. I was completely shocked by her majestic and solemn temperament. It seems that my spiritual practice is not at home yet.]
Almost all netizens from another world have the same feelings as Sarlayan.
Under Azshara's deliberate posture, the first thing everyone paid attention to was her unruffled aura, and even ignored her peerless appearance.
After coming back to their senses, the LSPs finally did not forget their original intentions and began to lick the screen crazily. Sarlayan was too lazy to read those disgusting flattery praises.
Sarlayan considers himself a person who has seen the world. Even if he looks at the entire Azeroth, his appearance is definitely at the top of the pyramid. Otherwise, they would not be picked up by the picky Inas.
superior.
However, whether it is Valeera, Stellagosa, Onyxia or Jaina, if they are placed next to Azshara, everyone's eyes will be unconsciously directed to Azshara standing in the C position.
Pull to attract.
Sarlayan forced his attention away from Azshara's flawless face that seemed to have magical powers, and secretly admired in his heart with some emotion: "The light within the light... As expected, I only called the wrong name, not the wrong appearance."
No.'
Azshara just sat there without any unnecessary movements, and could naturally attract everyone's attention, as if everything around her was covered by black cloth, and in front of her eyes was only the Queen of the Night, who gathered all the light.
At such a young age, Sarlayan is far from reaching the state where his heart can calm down in the face of beauty.
The reason why he can remain calm when facing young women such as Caliya is simply because Sarlayan comes into contact with too many top-notch beauties on a daily basis, and his aesthetic sense has been cultivated.
This state of intoxication was obviously not conducive to the subsequent conversation, so Sharlayan could only temporarily turn his attention to the barrage, using the unremarkable rainbow farts of netizens to escape Azshara's endless charm.
"oh?"
Azshara is very confident in her charm, and has long been used to seeing people obsessed with her appearance and temperament...both men and women.
Seeing that Sarlayan had emerged from his dazed state in just a few seconds, Azshara changed her previous serious demeanor and showed an interesting smile on her face.
"As expected of Inas's descendant, he is exactly the same as her in terms of willpower."
Putting aside her habitual show of force, Azshara changed her sitting posture, supported the side of her face with her right hand, and relaxed her body weight against the side of the throne.
"Son of Elainastrasza, as a reward for quickly getting rid of your intoxication, I will give you the right to choose the topic."
"Speak freely. In the name of Azshara, Queen of the Night, I promise to forgive any rude words you may say next."