A pink and beautiful child was crawling around on the floor covered with precious sea animal skins.
A dagger, curved like a claw, was dragging itself feebly on the ground so that the baby could not catch it.
Xal'atath did not dare to drag herself too fast, nor did she dare to float up. Otherwise, the queen who had been staying in the room for a while would knock her to the ground.
Xal'atath didn't dare to be too slow and might get caught by the baby. Otherwise, she would most likely spit on her face, but her saliva would freeze him and make him uncomfortable.
Xal'atath regretted it greatly.
Why did I want to escape from that beast in the first place?
Although he has a bad character and often threatens himself to have his nails done.
But if he cooperates with me, he won't really use me to trim his nails. Moreover, he has a very good attitude towards himself, and he is a very suitable person to chat with when there is no conflict.
Unlike his mixed-race daughter.
She can't communicate at all! Even if she can't communicate, her most powerful whispering charm can't work on her, just like it can't work on her beast-like father.
I can't communicate, I can't control, and my natural strength can make me feel uncomfortable.
This was ten times more uncomfortable for Xal'atath than dealing with that beast.
The fifth ancient god regretted it very much.
Naturally, a child does not know the mood of the ancient god. The other two people in the room can resist Xalatath's whispering presence, and they will not care about a toy that can be played with by children.
The little kid didn't even know that she was crawling around on the ground, and sometimes she would scratch the sea animal skin carpet with her dagger.
If you take any of these carpets to goblins, humans, or other merchants who know the goods, they can all be sold for sky-high prices.
But then again.
This sea animal skin rug, which sells for a sky-high price, is probably the least valuable item in this room.
In the room that looks like a queen's treasure house, what attracts the most attention is not the little child or Xal'atath in his infinite regret.
But the other two exist.
Queen Azshara was holding a small mirror and looking at the picture in the mirror with a playful expression.
Vashj looked at her from the side.
If Shandris's beauty is the moon on the first day of the lunar month, Tyrande's beauty is the moon on the fifteenth day of August. Then when she saw it for the first time, the young and beautiful Tyrande almost couldn't help but kneel to the ground.
Her Majesty the Queen goes up.
Her beauty was beyond description in the eyes of the Kaldorei.
The beauty of the queen at her peak.
It could make the extremely proud Illidan put up a small tent for the first time.
It can make Ms. Tyrande want to kneel on the ground when she sees it.
It can make highborne elves like Vashj and all ancient Kaldorei as mindlessly loyal as idiot fans.
Such beauty is difficult to describe with words and words.
But that was Azshara at her peak, or Azshara blessed by the Well of Eternity. Times have changed...
The current Queen Azshara, Vashj, still feels that in terms of beauty, she feels like a grass versus a big tree in front of His Majesty.
And Vashj's beauty.
A certain troll has always thought in his heart: Vashj in the elf state is already the most beautiful woman he has ever seen, including pictures, cg, and video data of the second and third dimensions of her previous life.
"Tsk, tsk, untouchables. How long has it been for the army of untouchables? How long has it been since they gathered like this?"
"Look at their direction. They are heading to the Broken Islands. Do these untouchables want to attack us? Ha~ha~ Vashj, what do you think?"
Her Majesty the Queen, who was like the sun and moon in Vashki's mind, suddenly laughed and turned the mirror in her hand towards Vashki's direction.
The picture in the mirror is looking down from the sky, and the picture shows a large number of ships with a full Kaldorei style.
From such a long distance, you can still see many figures floating on the boat.
In the past, Vashj would feel a surge of resentment in her heart when she saw the images of these former untouchables.
The name Serpent Lady was not given to her by the Nagas. It was given to her by the Kaldorei...
Do not know why.
This kind of resentment has become so low that she can ignore the influence of these untouchables on her mood.
"The pariahs probably didn't come for the Eternal Palace. The scouts said Tyrande and Staghelm were also on board." Vashj lowered her head and stared at her daughter from the corner of her eyes. She caught the Claw of the Ancient God again and squealed with laughter.
Then spit on the dagger.
"How should I say it?" Azshara looked at her playfully.
"The untouchables call themselves the guardians of the world. For tens of thousands of years, they have been fighting against the forces of demons everywhere. On the island of trolls, those barbaric aliens have a strong aura of legion."
"There is a part of the untouchable army on the island to help the trolls resist. Maybe they passed something back."
Vashj said softly.
After spitting, Elsa had already hugged Xalatas to her chest and fell asleep on the soft carpet.
Ms. Viper felt that her heart was soft.
"Good analysis." Azshara commented.
"So, my dear Vashj, what do you think about us making waves and capsizing all the untouchables' boats?" The queen suddenly sneered.
"I'll go get the Royal Mage Group to assemble right away!" Vashj said quickly and softly as she looked away from her daughter.
"Ha~ you never disappoint me." Queen Azshara laughed again. "Don't worry about these untouchables. Vashj, let's talk about something else. Talk about what the troll said.
Let’s do that.”
"My Vashj, do you think we should help it? If we really help it, we will most likely have to fight side by side with the untouchables."
"Haha~" The queen couldn't help laughing, with unspeakable coldness and jealousy in her laughter: "Fighting side by side with the untouchables who made us what we are now, I can't control it at all when I think about it.
Myself."
"If you don't want to, we can do this." Vashj suddenly said.
"Well?"
"Send the army and make an appointment with him. We pretend to agree to him and help him attack the greenskins. But at the appropriate time, we can turn around and attack the untouchable army." Ms. Viper said her thoughts.
"This can give us a sigh of relief, and it can be regarded as reaching an agreement with him. Even if he pursues it, we can say that the Eternal Palace only promised him to fight the greenskins. It did not promise him not to fight the untouchables of the Eternal Palace."
"Ha~ha~Vashj, you make your queen so happy."
After hearing this, the queen laughed.
After the curse faded away, her beautiful amber eyes flashed with indescribable emotions.
