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Knowing that Sharlayan would leave again soon, Jaina curled her lips unhappily, but she quickly settled down.

"I've learned some new spells recently, brother Sharlayan, come and help me refer to them."

"Jianna."

Kael'thas showed a little helplessness on his handsome face: "Have you completed your meditation task today?"

"ah……"

Jaina stuck out her little pink tongue in embarrassment: "Not yet, mentor, can you be later? It's rare for me to meet Brother Salayan."

A smile flashed in Kael'thas' eyes: "Well, let's not make an example."

"Great!"

"but……"

Kael'thas, who has always been gentle and gentle, showed a rare mischievous smile: "Wait until I finish talking with Sharlayan."

"Eh?! Instructor, you are stupid!"

Under Jaina's angry gaze, Sharlayan apologized to her and signaled to talk to her later, and came to the meeting room on the lower platform with Kael'thas.

Whatever happened to Quel'Thalas, the Sun King would immediately send someone to pass the news to Kael'thas, and would also take the opportunity to compare Kael'thas on the matter. If he encountered these things in person, how would he deal with them? .

Under Anasteria's relentless cultivation, Kael'thas' ability to govern has steadily improved, and occasionally he can come up with interesting proposals that make the old king's eyes shine.

Although Kael'thas had already learned about the great power of the Dawn Vanguard and the destruction of Amani from the report, he still hoped to get more details from the person involved, Sarlayan, compared to a few cold reports.

After listening to Sharlayan's description of the battle, Kael'thas said with emotion: "The Amani trolls that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years have just become the dust of history, which is somewhat embarrassing."

Sharlayan agreed and nodded: "Quel'Thalas also needs to be a warning. No matter how long a country is with a long history, if it cannot keep up with the changes of the times, it will be abandoned by the times sooner or later. Swept into the dustbin of history like Amani."

Kael'thas took this very seriously: "As a son of man, it is inconvenient for me to comment on the elders, but Quel'Thalas really needs some reforms urgently, and we can no longer live and dream about the glory of the past."

"Suramar is a good example. With Elisande's support, Talisa has made drastic and targeted reforms to Suramar's long-standing ills, and now it has begun to bear fruit."

"We can't continue to hold on to the incomplete. When Alcandor matures and returns to Quel'Thalas, I will start to deal with those issues that urgently need reform."

According to Krasus, when he was a member of the Kirin Tor in Dalaran, Kael'thas was like a gourd.

Most of the time, he didn't say a word when discussing things, just politely showed a very standard formulaic smile, like a vase in the parliament.

The reason for this is that Kael'thas's lack of governing ability is only one aspect, and on the other hand, it is also because the Kirin Tor Council is unwilling to let foreigners get involved in the core decision-making of Dalaran, and deliberately excludes him.

After returning to Quel'Thalas ahead of schedule, Kael'thas has made remarkable progress under the guidance of his old father's precepts and deeds, and has a lot of practical opportunities to ensure that he will not appear in the situation of talking on paper.

Sharlayan is looking forward to the day when the enterprising Kael'thas officially succeeds to the throne. Quel'Thalas will surely use this as a dividing line to usher in a new era.

Even though he was far away in Shal-Alan, Kael'thas still had a lot of things to deal with in his daily life, including the affairs that existed in the Suramar region, as well as the subjects sent by the old king from Silvermoon City.

After finishing the brief communication with Kael'thas, His Royal Highness started another busy day of work.

Sharlayan kept his promise and found Jaina who was reading a book.

"Um~ um~ So that's how it is."

The little princess's meditation task has been completed, reading the contents of the book, with a happy look on her face.

Sharlayan thought she was reading a popular novel produced by Suramar, but when she got closer, she realized that the content recorded in the book was difficult to understand, at least Sharlayan herself could not understand it.

"Gianna, what are you looking at?"

"Ah~ Brother Sharlayan!"

Only then did Jaina notice Sharlayan's arrival, raised the tome in her hand, and showed the cover to Sharlayan.

"Mimic elements...advanced applications?"

'What the hell? '

Sharlayan suppressed the surprise in his heart, and asked Jaina gently: "Is this Suramar's collection?"

"Yes!"

Jaina said excitedly: "Suramar has a collection of many precious ancient books. The instructor asked me to take the time to read them after finishing my daily homework. It is regarded as an increase in knowledge."

Sharlayan smiled and nodded, but felt a little emotional in his heart.

‘Sure enough, no one’s success comes out of thin air, and talented people have to work hard to realize their talents. '

It's been a long time since Jaina chatted with Sharlayan about a lot of topics.

She mentioned the arrival of her father Daelin not long ago, and Kul Tiras negotiated sea trade with Suramar right away, further expanding her influence in sea trade.

As long as there is no enmity with orcs involved, Daelin is a qualified king, an excellent admiral, and a father who loves his children.

Drake is dead, leaving Daelin with only two children, Jaina and Tandre.

From Jaina's words, Sharlayan heard Daelin's hesitation.

He was agonizing over which child to make the crown prince.

In many royal families, the children will fight for the position of the crown prince, regardless of the blood relationship between each other, and calculate the rivals to death.

The situation of the Proudmoore family made Daelin a little dumbfounded.

Neither Jaina nor Tandre wanted to be crown prince, and each pushed the title of crown prince to each other.

Jaina wants to explore the mysteries of the world in depth, and aspires to become an archmage who can be remembered in history.

Tandre has been very interested in the powerful naval fleet of Kul Tiras since he was a child. He wants to be a general who leads an army, and he has no interest in being a king.

The succession to the throne was kicked back and forth like a football by two little guys. Dai Lin and Queen Catherine were very helpless about this, and could only push back and forth the timing of deciding the crown prince.

Knowing that her little friend Tinagosa has been allowed to go to Quel'Thalas, Jaina couldn't wait to end the mission of stationing Shal Ellan and return to Quel'Thalas to play and progress with Tina.

Don't think that these two little guys with powerful arcane talents really only know how to play together, their "playing around", people with no strength really can't keep up.

Kael'thas is an open-minded person. He doesn't think that talents can be cultivated behind closed doors. He is happy to see the mutual learning and promotion of Jaina and Tinagosa.

Sharlayan only stayed in Shar Elland for 2 days, and news came from Stellagosa and Krasus successively.

Valeera successfully negotiated the terms of cooperation with Queen Bretta, and the young dragons have also landed on the northern coast of Stormy Fjord.

Saying goodbye to Kael'thas and the reluctant princess Jaina, Sharlayan set off again in a good mood.

The moment Sharlayan stepped into the territory of Stormheim, a cold aura suddenly came over his face.

‘Tsk~ It’s really sensitive enough, obviously the dragon clan is more threatening. '

Needless to say, this gust of wind came from Hela.

If Bwonsamdi's aura was felt to enter the country under normal circumstances, Hela would definitely send his subordinates to intercept and kill them with all their strength.

But Hell Reaper had no time to pay attention to Sharlayan at the moment, and most of her attention was on the coast to the north.

Those powerful guardian dragons had a strong sense of presence, so Hela couldn't help but be more vigilant.

"Damn! Damn!"

In the dark sub-plane of death - the abyss of Hell, a giantess exuding a strong breath of death is losing her temper angrily.

"Why are all these damn troublesome guys piled up together? Could it be a premeditated collaboration?!"

"Forehead……"

Hablon, the captain of the Nagfar and Hela's confidant, knew something was wrong.

In the eyes of mortals, the Naglfar is a life-threatening ship, but in the eyes of the Dragon Clan... it is just a broken ship that can be solved with a single breath.

"The great god of death, Hela, I'm afraid they all came with bad intentions, how should we deal with it?"

Hela roared without hesitation: "Of course it is to repel them! Any creature who dares to invade the abyss of Hell will die! This is the kingdom of the dead!"

"Wake up Gorm! What about the dragons, my precious pets will make them suffer!"

"……yes."

Hablon lamented inwardly: ‘Where does your self-confidence come from? '