Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

For Sandara and Roddick, who are now in trouble at home and abroad, apart from the autonomy gained from being away from the mainstream society of the night elves, they have nothing valuable for Andrea to seek.

Now that the Dark Night Republic has been established and decided to gather the centripetal force of the whole clan, the autonomy of Sandara City will be taken back sooner or later. Now it depends on Roddick's choice.

Whether to continue to be the emperor of the land with a difficult life, or return to the embrace of the Dark Night Republic, accept the warm assistance of the motherland, and become a Northland lord with a bright future.

But the bright future is Andrea's point of view. Roddick is not as confident as him, and the governor is still a little hesitant.

"Your Excellency Moon Shadow, can you give me a moment to think about it?"

Roddick's posture is very low. I don't know if the hard life of more than 2,000 years has worn away his arrogance as a highborne. At least he has always been low-key and pragmatic in front of Andrea.

Andrea nodded happily and said, "Yes, but please come to a conclusion as soon as possible. My visit to Sandara this time is a little free time out of my busy schedule. After that, I have important matters to go to Wyrmrest Temple to deal with."

The blue dragon is trying to escort the mad Malygos to the Blue Holy Land. The suggestion of fighting poison with poison was proposed by Andrea. He intends to witness the reaction of the blue dragon king after he suffered a major stimulus.

Is it a complete sinking? Or reborn? The answer will be revealed in the next few days.

Roddick frowned slightly, "Wyrmrest Temple? Alright, I will call the officials in the city to discuss it as soon as possible."

...

"I object!"

When Andrea took Leticia and the three of them to visit Sandara City with great interest, a fierce quarrel was taking place in the deliberation hall of the Governor's Mansion.

A gorgeously dressed Highborne official expressed his opinion emotionally, "Although life is very difficult now, at least we still have the right to autonomy."

"Once we join the so-called Dark Night Republic, who can guarantee that His Excellency the Speaker will not replace us all?"

Another official who seemed calmer also nodded and echoed, "If it were me, I would do this. The management of the newly merged area cannot be completely handed over to the original team."

"Humph!"

Another official who was in favor of merging into the Dark Night Republic sneered, "After all, you just can't let go of the power in your hands?"

"So what! We are not children anymore, we have to think about the future of the family. Do you want to change from a high-ranking consul to a penniless commoner?"

"Superficial! Without the assistance of the Night Republic, we can't even guarantee whether we can survive tomorrow. Under such circumstances, you still think about the rights in your hands! You don't think about your family members who are waiting for the supply of magic power at home huh! Selfish scum!"

"You are presumptuous!"

Governor Roddick looked at the officials below with a headache, who had developed from quarrels to full-scale martial arts. The chaotic situation in the meeting hall also represented his inner struggle to a certain extent.

No one noticed that a mysterious man wearing a hood kept sneaking and squatted on the beam above the chamber.

The eyes under the hood of Priscim stared at the officials who quarreled the most with no emotion, and silently wrote down the appearance and names of the officials who opposed the most fiercely.

...

"Heh~ Sandara City is really not in a bad shape."

Shaking the observation report submitted by Prism, Andrea sneered sarcastically, "The most important meeting hall can't even open the development barrier, and in this case, you still want to consolidate your rights first. .”

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Andrea said lightly, "Plissim, help Governor Roddick and put all the documents of the officials who opposed the merger on his desk this evening."

"I don't ask to find out the eight generations of their ancestors, but at least find out the black materials of these officials."

"yes."

If the difficulty of convincing Elesalas is 7, then getting Sandara is only about 3-4 in Andrea's opinion.

Although they all faced the same problem of mana shortage, Elesalas survived by relying on crooked ways, which was very different from Sandara who was on the verge of collapse.

If Andrea hadn't exposed the problem of Torsedrin being corrupted by fel energy, Syndra estimated that she could still survive tens of thousands of years by absorbing Immotar's energy.

Sandara does not have such a foundation. Although Andrea is not sure about the exact time, it can be seen from the ruins of Crystalsong Forest in the future that this group of Northland compatriots failed to persevere under the scouring of time.

As expected, the next day the moon had just risen, and Governor Roddick walked into the mansion temporarily assigned to Andrea and others with a resolute expression.

"Your Excellency Moon Shadow... No, Speaker Moon Shadow, Roddick Hanyue has decided to join the Dark Night Republic in his capacity as governor of Sandara."

As soon as these words came out, Roddick, who had endured the pressure for more than 2,000 years, showed a complex expression of relaxation and sorrow at the same time.

"I hope Chancellor Moon Shadow will keep his promise and let Sandara have a bright future."

Andrea stood up from her seat and smiled approvingly, "Governor Roddick, congratulations on your wise decision."

"As soon as the trip to Northrend is over, I will return to Anarchis immediately and send someone to hand over to you, and follow-up assistance will be sent as soon as possible."

"I believe that you will not regret your decision today."

...

Although it's a little bit of taking advantage of others' danger, at least Andrea has achieved good results in the shortest time.

And he didn't fool Roddick. Regarding the development of Sandara, Andrea did have some ideas, and as long as the handover work was officially completed, he could initially put them into practice.

In order to show his sincerity, Andrea first gave Roddick the bottled Moon Well and Moon Night Well water that he brought with him this time for a trial.

After drinking the well water with suspicion, Roddick soon felt the surge of arcane energy in his body, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

These wells of energy ignited Roddick's hope for the future, and he immediately promised that he would continue to work hard to manage the order in Sandara City before the handover work began.

At the end of Sandara's trip, Andrea and the others began to return the same way. When they returned to Wyrmrest Temple, they happened to see Alexstrasza, a huge blue dragon that had been well-groomed and turned back into its original form. Press together with Ysera to the ground.

"Malygos..."

Compared with the sloppy one we met last time, although Malygos is still crazy at this time, at least his appearance looks a bit like a dragon king, which should be thanks to Saragosa's care.

The strength of the three guardian dragons is about the same, two to one can barely hold down the madly struggling Malygos.

"You give me to be quiet!"

The unbearable Red Dragon Queen finally got angry, relying on her life force for self-healing, she slammed into Malygos' head.

Malygos, who was roaring, was completely stunned by this blow, shaking his head for a while, unable to recover.

Ysera took the opportunity to use her power to drag Malygos into a dream, and finally calmed the restless Blue Dragon King.

"Okay, let's go."

The redness and swelling on Alexstrasza's forehead dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, Malygos was not so lucky, the big bump on his head bulged like a sarcoma.

Seeing Andrea rushing back in time, the two dragon kings grabbed Malygos one from the left and the other from the right, flapped their wings and led the team to the blue holy land in the south of Wyrmrest Temple.