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The high elves are a magical kingdom, and it is only natural for them to send a powerful archmage when they face Dalaran, their "comrade".

After thousands of years of accumulation, there are dozens of archmages in Quel'Thalas, why did Darkan choose the hardcore royalist Rommath?

Anasteria did not give an answer immediately, and asked other members of the Silver Moon Council to discuss this matter.

‘The Royal Arcane Society... Could it be? '

Calpurnia Sun Shadow looked at Darkan with a flicker of eyes, and she suddenly thought of a certain princess from another country who was studying at the Arcane Association.

"His Royal Highness is temporarily exiled to the southern part of the forest. If Romans, the president of the Royal Arcane Society, is also transferred..."

Calpurnia felt vigilant in her heart: 'This old and cunning guy, isn't he planning to do something to Jaina Proudmoore? '

A 10-year-old girl is easily led astray by others, even the relatively precocious princess of Kul Tiras is no exception, at most she will persist for a while.

Fortunately, the long-lived high elves work slowly, and most of them suffer from procrastination.

The appointment of a new ambassador is not in a hurry to be decided within a few days, and Calpurnia still has enough time to report the situation to the Sun King.

Jaina, who was in the Morning Star Tower, didn't know that she had unknowingly become Dar'Kan's target.

At this time, she was bouncing around with Sharlayan, begging her brother Sharlayan to continue using weapons to perform magic tricks.

[Quel Serra: Are you polite? 】

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Deep in the Emerald Dream

Ever since he led the Druids and the Green Dragon coalition to advance here, Malfurion's brow has never been loosened.

"This...is it really the Emerald Dream?"

In Malfurion's memory, the Emerald Dream is just like its name, always shrouded in verdant greenery.

But the scene in front of him made him doubt the inherent impression of the Emerald Dream.

Walking on this barren wilderness, dark red thorns and vines can be seen everywhere.

The souls of wild animals that originally lived and worked in peace and contentment in the Emerald Dream were distorted by some strange force and turned into extremely aggressive and deformed monsters.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Rampant laughter came from the high cliff, and a tall and thin figure shouted to Malfurion with open arms: "Welcome to the world of nightmares, my old friend, Malfurion Stormrage !"

Although he called him an old friend, normal people could hear the outspoken hatred of this person.

"Savis!"

Malfurion raised his brows upside down, and he, who was usually mild-tempered, rarely showed an angry face.

"Sure enough, you are playing tricks behind your back!"

The satyr king in front of him was none other than Xavius ​​who fought Malfurion in the Battle of the Ancients. His image hadn't changed at all since then.

If Sarlayan was here, the barrage could immediately tell from Xavius' thin body that this Xavius ​​was a fake.

Due to absorbing the distorted power of nightmares all the year round, the real Xavius ​​has grown into an ugly big fat man, and now the one who appeared to ridicule him is just a shadow created by him using the power of nightmares. where it goes.

At this time, Malfurion hadn't learned this information, and he didn't bother to talk to the Shadow of Xavius.

Malfurion, with a pragmatic style, prefers to practice his will with practical actions.

Under his command, the green dragon and druid coalition forces destroyed Xavius's last line of defense in less than half a day.

"Haha...cough cough!"

The body of the shadow of Xavius ​​has begun to dissipate, but he still has a mocking smile on his face.

"Poor Malfurion, you have no idea how powerful the Old Gods are."

"I admit that you won this time, but if you want to catch me, you still need to work harder."

"We will have a chance to meet again, I pray that you won't be caught by me, hahahaha!"

Watching the shadow of Xavius ​​turn into black ash and blow away with the wind, Malfurion clenched his teeth angrily.

"Damn it! It's just a clone, that guy's body has already escaped!"

Eranikus, the green dragon warrior who followed Malfurion on the expedition, asked: "What should we do next? The dream world is extremely vast. If Xavius ​​doesn't take the initiative to reveal his feet, we may find it difficult to find his hiding place again." place."

"call……"

Malfurion let out a long breath and adjusted his emotions.

"It's okay, although it's a pity that we didn't have a battle to decide, but this battle destroyed the nightmare forces that Xavis had accumulated for thousands of years."

"And we have raised our vigilance against the nightmare. It will not be so easy for Sareth to hide in the dark and accumulate strength."

"If that guy still doesn't give up and wants to jump out and make trouble, with the experience and lessons learned this time, I will definitely not let him run away again!"

Eranikus nodded: "Indeed, there is no need to be too hasty. Now we have the advantage. It is Savis and N'Zoth who should be anxious."

"Call the troops, leave the necessary troops to defend the dream world, it's time for us to return to Azeroth to rescue Melinsera."

Merlinsera is the eldest daughter of Ysera and Eranikus.

Originally, Eranikus had already survived the pain of losing his daughter, and planned to have another baby dragon for Ysera.

Unfortunately, a thousand years have passed, and Ysera has never been able to conceive Eranikus' cub.

Suddenly learning that Melinthra is still alive, Eranikus can't wait to start the second quicksand war, and bring back his precious daughter who has been lost for thousands of years to take good care of him.

On the return trip, Malfurion, who had become a bird of prey and flew with Eranikus, felt a little emotional.

"Because of Tyrande's inherent impression, I also thought that the descendants of Dath'Remar who traveled across the ocean had already given up on themselves."

"Through the series of deeds of the child named Sharlayan Deep Shadow, I realized that I was unconsciously blinded by prejudice."

Eranikus looked sideways at the Stormcrow flying beside him.

"Malfurion, if we want to win this war beautifully and reduce the losses of the dragons and night elves, we'd better go to the high elves on the other side of the sea to help us, and then get in touch with other races in the Eastern Kingdom. How do you think about it?" How did you convince Tyrande?"

Malfurion nodded solemnly: "Although Tyrande hates arcane arts and highborne, but when it comes to the safety of Azeroth, she will not let her personal preferences make things happen."

"Iranikus, you should first contact Remulos who has already arrived in Eversong Forest, and inform the senior management of Quel'Thalas that I will visit on time in 15 days."

"At that time, we will discuss preparations for war with those distant relatives who have been separated for many years."

Malfurion raised his eyes and said in an inexplicable tone: "The overall peace in Azeroth has lasted for thousands of years, and many of our people have lost their fighting spirit."

"With the invasion of the alien race orcs, the world has become turbulent again."

"Now is not the time to bury our heads and sleep. We must unite as many allies as possible and work together to defend Azeroth, the common home for all."

...

"Fifteen days?"

After learning of Malfurion and Ysera's itinerary from Remulos, Sharlayan and Vereesa separately informed Julian of Sunscar Peak and Kael'thas who was thinking behind closed doors in Tarquilin prince.

Although it's called closed doors, the Emperor is far away from the Taquilin Mountain, and the locals are too late to welcome His Royal Highness, and don't care whether he really "closed doors" to think about mistakes, Kael'thas here is more like a vacation .

Three months was nothing to the high elves, and after learning that the distinguished guests were coming, Anasteria immediately went along with the flow and temporarily restored Kael'thas' power as crown prince.

After Malfurion and the others arrive in Quel'Thalas, Kael'thas will represent the royal family to the Temple of Dythom to meet the distinguished guests and send them all the way to Silvermoon City.

Sharlayan had already informed the Sun King and the prince of the night elves' intentions in advance.

Discussing and formulating reform plans is already busy enough, and now we have to add the work related to welcoming the night elves and green dragons, as well as a series of follow-up discussions on the conditions of the alliance.

The members of Yinyue, who are always sitting in the office fishing, have rarely entered the 996 overtime state.

A mountain of business affairs and a large number of meetings kept every member of parliament busy without touching the floor. Even Darkan, who was assisted by two toolmen, couldn't spare time to implement his new plan.

Half a month later, Julian temporarily entrusted Melia with taking care of Inas, and descended from Sunscar Peak with Sharlayan to welcome Malfurion and Ysera outside the Temple of Dethom .

"Hula!"

At 12 o'clock noon, under the operation of Remulos, the surface of Sas'ara's tree body was filled with strong life force.

A portal with a radius of about ten meters opened in the Temple of Dysum, and the first thing that came out was an elegant green dragon wearing a crown.

Kael'thas hastily bowed respectfully and bowed to the other party: "Dear Green Dragon Queen Ysera, I am Kael'thas, Crown Prince of Quel'Thalas, and welcome to Eversong Forest."