Azeroth Monster Manual

Stars twinkled, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down on the top of the Sunstrider Spire.

Anasterian and Aier stared at each other, neither speaking for a long while.

The head maid had come to remind the Sun King to retire for the night for the third time, but when she saw the two silent figures inside the door, she quietly retreated again.

After a long while, Anasterian sighed. He asked with a dubious tone:

"Are you saying that in 30 years, the Burning Legion will return to our world, and Silvermoon City will be destroyed in the hands of Terenas Menethil's grandson? (In this story, Terenas II is tentatively set as the son of Terenas I.) This is simply too absurd..."

"Alright, Your Majesty, since that's the case, I want to ask you a question. Have you heard of the Pillars of Creation?"

The young man said helplessly. If he couldn't persuade this shrewd Sun King, the plan to wipe out the trolls would surely fall short, and the newly formed Light of Aier would just be a castle in the air.

It seems he needed to bring out some 'real stuff'...

"Pillars of Creation? What are those?"

Anasterian asked in confusion. Even with a long life of nearly three thousand years and a deep understanding of the history of the High Elves, he had never heard of the Pillars of Creation that the young man spoke of.

"You've heard of the Eye of Aman'Thul, right?"

"You mean... the Eye of Aman'Thul!"

Mentioning the Eye of Aman'Thul, the Sun King finally seemed to remember something and exclaimed.

"That treasure said to be left behind by the Titans, given by Queen Azshara to the loyal Grand Magistrix Elisande. According to ancient records, more than 10,000 years ago, the Well of Eternity exploded, and Grand Magistrix Elisande and the city of Suramar disappeared without a trace..."

Anasterian recounted as if listing his family treasures.

"What about the Tidestone of Golganneth?"

"I've also found this in the ancient texts. It's said to be a treasure cherished by Queen Azshara, capable of mobilizing the power of the sea, but there isn't much description beyond that."

Anasterian pondered.

"I can tell you with certainty that Queen Azshara's treasury (the Nighthold treasury) holds more than one treasure left behind by the Titans. These treasures are collectively called the Pillars of Creation. These Pillars of Creation were also given by the Titans to the Titan Keepers to shape and organize the order of Azeroth.

These Pillars of Creation include the Aegis of Aggramar, the Tidestone of Golganneth, the Hammer of Khaz'goroth, the Tears of Elune, and the Eye of Aman'Thul, these..."

"But... what does this have to do with the bizarre stories you're telling?"

Before Aier could finish speaking, Anasterian eagerly asked. The young man seemed to be shrouded in layers of mystery, making it difficult for him to see clearly. He now desperately wanted to know the connection between those sealed knowledges and the secrets hidden within the young man.

"I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was suspicion..."

The young man sighed and slowly took off his mage robes, leaving only a pair of long pants, revealing his jade-white upper body.

Slightly bulging biceps, clear collarbones, beautiful mermaid lines, streamlined muscles with a perfect outline that could make women scream, extremely seductive.

The bright moonlight shone on his body, emitting a hazy glow, like a perfect work of art.

The young man twisted his body, bright blue lightning vividly entwined around a pale green hammer, and this hammer was like a tattoo on his back, it was the Hammer of Khaz'goroth.

"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table, my true identity is a Titan Keeper!"

Of course, Aier didn't know if he counted as a Titan Keeper, but in order to fool the Sun King, he decided to tell a benevolent lie.

"This... this is?"

The tattoo on the young man's back emitted an ancient and majestic aura. Just one glance would draw you in, and that seemingly ordinary hammer seemed to have a fatal attraction.

The young man waited for a long time, but didn't receive a response from Anasterian. He turned his head and realized that Anasterian was now staring blankly at his back, his infatuated expression making the young man couldn't help but shudder.

Hastily putting on his robe, Aier revealed a lingering look of fear and took two steps back unconsciously.

"Hoo... truly breathtakingly beautiful, I can't find a single flaw in it."

Anasterian said mesmerized. The Sun King's abnormality made the young man even more uneasy, and he quietly took two more steps back.

"Aier... what's wrong with you?"

The Sun King, who had regained his senses, suddenly realized that the young man was already standing far away from him and couldn't help but let out a wry smile.

...

"That's how it is, Your Majesty."

The young man exhausted his words, finally concocting a reasonable version.

"So, you accidentally obtained the inheritance of a Titan Keeper during your adventure in Un'Goro Crater and inherited the power of Khaz'goroth?"

The Sun King said with a shocked expression.

"That's right, the power of time was also bestowed upon me by Lord Nozdormu, granting me the ability to briefly foresee the future!"

The young man said with a guilty conscience, fortunately Anasterian was still immersed in the 'facts' narrated by the young man and didn't notice his expression.

"Then the Bronze Dragon Aspect..."

"Alas, Your Majesty, you'd better not ask about this matter."

The young man sighed and said in a sincere tone:

"Regarding this matter, I'll just say a few words. As for my identity, you just need to understand. In short, this matter is now in this situation.

Specifically, you can all see it. Because of this identity issue, I have to come out and say a few words. Maybe you don't understand very well, but the meaning is just that. As for my identity, if you don't know, you don't need to guess. I've seen this kind of thing a lot. I just want to say that those who understand will understand, and I won't explain much to those who don't, after all, it's good to know it yourself, savor it carefully.

By the way, Your Majesty, don't ask me what's going on with the hammer on my back. There are too many interests involved here. It's not good for you or me to say it. Just pretend you don't know. I can only say that the water is very deep and involves many things..."

"You little rascal!"

Anasterian kicked Aier, both amused and annoyed.

Little master, there's more to this chapter later ^ . ^ ,

"You were only in Dalaran for a few days and you've already been corrupted by that old fox Antonidas. If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Don't use that human trick on me."

Antonidas: ? ? ?

"Haha, it's good that Your Majesty understands, after all, Lord Nozdormu personally instructed it. The water here is too deep, you can't grasp it."

"You little rascal! You little rascal! You little rascal!"

Anasterian took out his magic wand and hammered the young man's butt while panting. Aier dodged left and right, occasionally uttering a few flirtatious words.

For a time, the entire top of the spire was filled with a sea of joy. Just as the two were releasing their nature and having a great time, a timid voice sounded.

"Yo... Your Majesty... I didn't mean to come in, it's just that the time... the time is getting late, you should rest, and... and also, I didn't see anything."

The young head maid collapsed to the ground as if she had seen something terrifying, sobbing.

"Cough cough... there's nothing here, go down."

Anasterian pretended to tidy his cuffs without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Yo... Your Majesty, I know I'm wrong, don't kill me... Wuwu"

"Am I that scary?"

Anasterian asked the head maid with a dark face.

"I... I... Wuwu"

The little girl seemed to be frightened, stammering and unable to speak, crying uncontrollably.

"Eileen, you've been in the Sunstrider Royal Court for some time now, haven't you?"

Anasterian said slowly.

"Yo... Your Majesty, 63 years..."

"Very good, go down first."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Your Majesty, please don't send me away, my sister is still young, and my father just passed away, there's only my mother at home... Wuwu, I beg you... I beg you... Wuwuwu"

The head maid cried with pear blossoms and rain, and her originally delicate makeup gradually became ruined, with various colored lines scattered on her delicate, snow-white face.

"Your Majesty... You..."

Aier said hesitantly. In the ancient times of his original timeline, this kind of maid who accidentally saw the emperor's private actions would be beaten to death on the spot. The Sunstrider Dynasty was a large family, and Aier could understand even if Anasterian did something excessive in order to maintain his majestic image, but seeing the female elf kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, he suddenly felt a little unbearable for some reason.

"You pity her?"

Anasterian no longer had the relaxed expression he had when he was talking happily with the young man. At this time, his face was serious, and he exuded the majesty and demeanor of a king.

"I just think it's a little... a little..."

"A little overkill?"

The Sun King retorted.

"The Sunstrider Royal Court no longer has a place for her. Since you pity her so much, then let her serve you. It's a bit ridiculous that the future head of the Sarronar family doesn't even have a confidante by his side. What do you think? Lord Sarronar?"

'Good heavens, he was waiting for me here. This old fox Anasterian is not kind. I thought we were friends after chatting for so long, but it turns out he had already set a trap for me.'

"Eileen, Aier Sarronar will be your new master from now on. Are you willing?"

The Sun King smiled and looked at Aier, who had a dark expression, and then looked at the head maid who had already stopped crying.

"Wi... willing, I'm willing!"

The head maid named Eileen secretly sized up the young man's handsome face, and blushed without realizing it.

"Haha, then it's decided. Don't refuse, Lord Sarronar"

Anasterian said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

Aier said weakly, but he knew that the matter of Quel'Thalas joining the Light of Aier was settled.

Since Anasterian had already made concessions, then it was acceptable to have a pawn openly placed by his side, right?

The young man slandered and admired in his heart. Being able to so lightly and nakedly display a conspiracy in front of him, and yet he couldn't refuse, he truly deserved to be the Sun King.

"Aier..."

Anasterian's soft call brought the young man back to his senses.

"Your Majesty, I'm listening."

The young man replied respectfully, he knew that the emperor of Quel'Thalas had returned.

"Can I trust you?"

A touch of hopeful light appeared in Anasterian's weathered eyes.

"For the glory of Quel'Thalas! The bright phoenix flag will surely flutter in the wind!"

The young man said firmly.