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Since gaining the ability to communicate with people from another world, Sharlayan's words were inevitably influenced by barrage.

Just like the taunt he yelled to Matis before, it was taught to him by some people in the bullet screen, and it is said that the effect is outstanding.

Sharlayan's ability to accept new things consciously is not bad, at least much more enlightened than those stubborn and conservative high elves.

Even so, he often couldn't understand what the barrage was saying.

Sharlayan had heard of the tauren from old tales that Father had told, and they were said to live on another continent across the sea.

When he was a child, Sharlayan also made a wish, hoping to have the opportunity to travel to the continent called Kalimdor in the future.

As for the pure love warrior... Sharlayan was even more confused.

Valeera, who was still angry, was still showing her temper, and Salayan didn't have time to ask more questions, so she could only calm down Miss Squirrel in front of her.

Valeera was actually more precocious than Salayan imagined, and she was not an unreasonable person.

She could clearly see Cirvanas' attitude towards Sharlayan, the second daughter of the Windrunner family didn't really have a crush on Sharlayan, she was just looking for fun.

However, this is also an opportunity for Valeera, she can just take advantage of the problem and try to make the childhood sweetheart who has grown muscles in her brain aware of her intentions.

Valeera's mother told her a truth a few years ago.

Between lovers, whoever confesses first will be in a weak position, and the one who confesses can hold more bargaining chips.

In view of this, Valeera hoped that she would take the opportunity to make some "small" requests when Sharlayan took the initiative.

...

"Huh~"

In the ballroom where the flow of people gradually dispersed, Anasteria, who had been busy all day, looked tired.

The 3,200-year-old Anasterian has been in power for more than 3,000 years. He has personally experienced the most difficult period in Quel'Thalas, and proudly witnessed the kingdom's gradual stability and prosperity after the Troll War.

As he enters the twilight years of his life, Anasteria has been feeling less energetic in recent years.

Fortunately, the peaceful age, apart from the intrigue with the Silver Moon Council, there are not many things to worry about, all you need to do is to distribute the work step by step and reasonably.

This time, the Horde was approaching the city, and Anasteria hadn't had a good rest for a long time, which had a serious impact on an old man.

Originally, Anasteria wanted to recall Kael'thas from Dalaran after everything stabilized, and gradually transfer power to the only prince of Quel'Thalas.

The sudden emergence of Darkan Drahir made the old king hesitate again.

He was worried that the young Kael'thas could not play against the wily Senator Drahir.

It wasn't until Dalkan walked out of the ballroom with other councilors that Anasteria withdrew his slightly muddy gaze and raised his hand to rub the space between his brows.

"His Majesty."

A figure walked out from the shadow beside the Sun King, and lowered his head respectfully to report: "Valeera has brought Sarlayan to the study in the side hall."

"knew."

The tired Anasterian sighed silently, pulled himself together, and slowly walked towards the side door with the magnificent king's scepter in hand.

"Wellles, you haven't communicated with Sharlayan face-to-face for a long time, right? Come with me, no need to sneak."

There was no change on the face of the ordinary-looking Willis Deep Shadow, only a wave flashed in his eyes.

"As ordered."

Outside the ballroom, the vague sight behind him finally disappeared, and Darkan breathed a sigh of relief.

'Sure enough, I didn't pursue it, let's just pass this test. '

Darkan is self-aware, he knows that he can't deceive the Sun King about his actions of inciting Mathis Firehawk.

Based on the fact that Quel'Thalas has not yet stabilized, he speculates that Anasteria, whose style of acting is becoming more and more conservative, should not tear himself apart from the Silvermoon Council at this time.

As it turned out, he had won the bet, but not quite.

Matis failed to find out Sharlayan's details.

From the perspective of Archmage Darkan, the previous battle between the two was nothing more than a pecking at each other, and there was nothing special worth paying attention to.

'Take it easy, Darkan Drahir. '

After bidding farewell to his colleagues in a false and resigned manner, Darkan finally put down the mask he had been wearing all along, and looked up at the full moon in the sky with an indifferent expression.

'The most difficult period has passed, and there are still opportunities to continue to test in the future. The most important thing for the high elves is time and patience. '

...

After taking Sharlayan to the study in the side hall, Valeera consciously walked outside the door to stand guard.

Before Anasteria arrived, the barrage started a lively discussion.

"So, what does the old king think?"

"There are not enough clues to make a conclusion."

"Do you think Anasteria would have known Sharlayan's true identity long ago?"

"It's not impossible. After all, he is the king of a country, and he also controls a powerful intelligence organization like the Backlight Blade, and..."

"The leader of Backlight Blade is a relative of Sharlayan. Isn't it strange that Anasteria doesn't know the secret of the Deep Shadow family?"

"If you think about it this way, could it be that Anasteria summoned him alone this time to win over Sharlayan?"

"Don't guess randomly, just read on patiently, maybe the answer will be revealed soon."

It didn't take long for Sharlayan to hear footsteps outside the door and Valeera's respectful greeting in a low voice.

Judging from the sound and echo of landing, there was only one person who came, and the weight was relatively light. It should be the Sun King Anasteria.

Although Sarlayan has always been unimpressed with dignitaries, when he was about to face the head of a country, he subconsciously tidied up his appearance and stood up from his seat to show respect.

"Kach~"

The door of the study was pushed open.

Contrary to Sharlayan's expectations, it was his uncle whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Villes Deep Shadow, who walked in first.

'No wonder no footsteps were heard. '

Welles and Salayan looked at each other, and quickly looked away, signaling Salayan to turn his attention to behind him.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

After Welles confirmed the safety of the study room, his beard and hair were all white, and he walked in slowly facing the old Anasteria.

With a gentle smile on his face, Anasteria stretched out his scepter and nodded towards the sofa.

"Don't be so reserved, don't treat me like a king, this is just a private chat, let's sit down first and then talk."

Sharlayan didn't think that the Sun King, who was busy with everything, would summon him for the purpose of "chatting", but since Anasteria had said so, he could only obey the other party's wishes and sat down on the sofa again.

"The needless greetings are avoided, I know you don't like those troublesome etiquettes."

The Sun King smiled kindly and said: "Salayan, you should have received Julian's letter, and you know the truth about your life experience, right?"

Sharlayan's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he looked at the old king with deep meaning in his eyes in astonishment.

Welles was not surprised by this, as if he knew the inside story in advance.

"Yes."

With the help of the barrage, Sarlayan weighed it and answered Anasterian's question head-on.

"I'm a half-elf and half-dragon hybrid. Did your majesty hear about it from old... father?"

Anasteria shook his head: "Since you were born... no, I knew about your parents' deeds even earlier."

"Maybe you don't have the memory anymore. I was there the day you were born."