Live Streaming: Azeroth

Tyrande, who waited for half an hour in vain, was very displeased with Sharlayan and his party's lack of punctuality, but after all, she had served as the leader of the night elves' race for a long time, and she would not lack the political sensitivity she should have.

Sarlayan's words with a gun and a stick made her frowned slightly, and she stopped pursuing the issue of being late, but focused on what Sarlayan called "eye-opening".

"...Forget it, come with me, Malfurion has been waiting for your arrival."

Quel'Thalas traveled thousands of miles to summon reinforcements, and this favor was not lightly owed. Even Tyrande, who had a bad temper, couldn't give Sharlayan a bad face because of a trivial matter.

Besides, listening to what Sarlayan said... it seems that he discovered some important information during the half hour of being late.

The tree house office building in front of him is more than ten meters high, and Malfurion's office is unsurprisingly located on the top floor.

[Look, isn’t this also a manifestation of class? 】

[It's almost done, don't hold on to it all the time, the business is important. 】

The Stormrage Speaker, who can manage every day, did not hesitate to move his office from Nordrassil to the front line. From this, we can see the seriousness of the Naga invasion.

When Sharlayan saw Malfurion, he was still busy at his desk handling official business, and the secretaries around him swiftly helped sort out the documents with higher priority and handed them to Malfurion's desk.

Sensing the majestic breath of life in Sarlayan, Malfurion continued to sign the executive order without looking up.

"Sharlayan is here? Please wait a moment, while I finish these urgent documents."

Sharlayan turned his head to look at Tyrande beside him, speechless: "You keep Speaker Stormrage busy from morning to night like this? What about the others?"

Tyrande smiled wryly and spread his hands: "I want to help, but..."

Tyrande, who had a somewhat constipated face, didn't continue speaking. Judging from her unwilling expression, Salayan probably guessed the reason.

‘Will it be a disservice to dislike you... Heh. '

Several core members of the Dark Night Council have their own work to be responsible for.

Fandral is resident in Northrend, and is fully committed to opening up new territories for the night elves.

Maiev is mainly in charge of intelligence work, and travels around the vast territory of the night elves all year round, so she can't see anyone easily.

Garald, who is in charge of military affairs, has also come to Estorante Port, and is still directing the battle at the front line.

In terms of combat power in the sea, the night elves are indeed no match for the Naga. Thanks to Jarod's ingenious ambushes to reverse the occupation, he can temporarily block the dominant Naga in the sea and cannot approach the land.

Tyrande's job is to manage the belief system of the moon god Elune, but after many examples of getting more and more help, the managers of temples in various places can only jointly sign a letter, requesting the Speaker of Stormrage to let the high priest take command from a distance .

To put it bluntly, it was a tactful suggestion to tell Tyrande not to pretend to understand X** command.

Tyrande was very annoyed at the contempt of her subordinates. She belonged to the kind of person who is good at playing and has no confidence in her own abilities.

At the beginning, Malfurion was good at consoling, but with the large-scale invasion of Naga, Malfurion's workload increased again, and he was not in the mood to continue pampering Tyrande, so he agreed with Luna Temples everywhere. A joint request from the high priests.

In this way, Tyrande Whisperwind, the high priest of the Church of the Moon God, was temporarily emptied and turned into a mascot who could only play tricks.

This is also why Tyrande, who is a member of the Council of Night and High Priest of the Moon God, can spare time to greet Sharlayan and his party in person, because she has nothing else to do.

Malfurion was too busy to fly, but Tyrande was too idle to grow mushrooms, and people had to sigh for the unevenness of the world.

Since Malfurion was still busy with urgent matters, Sharlayan didn't want to rush him, so he found a random place to sit down and wait patiently.

After another ten minutes, Malfurion let out a long sigh of relief and put down the pen in his hand.

"Come here first for the time being, I have important matters to discuss with the distinguished guests, you go and rest for half an hour first."

The secretaries who were also busy without touching the ground hastily put down the documents in their hands: "Yes, Chairman Stormrage, please pay attention to your body."

"Hey~"

After all the secretaries left, Malfurion, who had heavy dark circles under his eyes, leaned back in his chair tiredly and sighed.

"Fortunately, I can use the power of life to warm and nourish my body. If this kind of work intensity is placed on other people, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for a month."

Sharlayan responded dumbfounded: "There are really so many things that must be done by you? Can't you divide up the work?"

"I really thought about it, and I did try." Malfurion rubbed his brows with a wry smile: "...and then we made a big mess."

After glancing at Tyrande with an uncomfortable expression, Malfurion coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"Let's not talk about this, the small note sent by the familiar didn't describe it in detail, why did the four of you come first? Where are the reinforcements?"

Sharlayan shrugged and said: "We are still repairing on the red land south of the Azshara region. Our fleet encountered some troubles on the way here. It will take some time for the sailors to recover."

Malfurion: "What's the trouble? It won't be related to Naga again, right?"

"Bingo~ You got it right."

Sharlayan laughed at himself: "I don't know if I really have such a great charm. I was sailing on the endless sea of ​​Nuo Da, but I was blocked by people led by Vaschi."

"Vashj?!"

Before Malfurion asked in detail, Tyrande screamed first.

"Where's that bitch?! Did you kill her?"

Sharlayan squinted at Tyrande: "What? You have a grudge against her?"

"Uh~"

Recalling the humiliation suffered by Vashj after being thrown to the Eternal Palace by Xavius, Tyrande clenched his fists and clenched his teeth.

"It has nothing to do with you! Just tell me where she is!"

"cough~"

Malfurion was also a little speechless about the attitude of the irascible old lady Tyrande: "My love, pay attention to your words, this is not the attitude of asking for help, Sharlayan is not your subordinate."

That is to say, because the relationship between Tyrande and Inas is not bad, otherwise Sharlayan would not bother to pay attention to this guy who can only use his emotions.

"I didn't keep her. To be precise, Vashj just sent me a test at the order of Azshara. The ambush under the cover of the storm didn't really lead to a bayonet."

"As for Azshara's true purpose... I still don't know it yet."

"Azshara..."

Malfurion's eyes became deep: "Is it true that she is behind the large-scale invasion of Naga this time?"

Sharlayan shook his head: "Chairman Stormrage, you can just use these words to deceive ordinary people."

"If this large-scale invasion was really initiated by Azshara, why didn't Vashj, who is her confidant, appear on the frontal battlefield, but instead took time out to block me at sea?"

"This... indeed."

Malfurion frowned slightly and said, "Is there any information in it that I don't know? When did you get in touch with Azshara? Why did she give you the so-called test?"

"That's a long story."

Sharlayan took a deep breath and explained: "In a word, my parents have been lurking in Naga's underwater capital Nazjatar for the past few years in order to investigate the situation of N'Zoth."

"Azshara and I haven't met directly, and we haven't even communicated through space. She should have learned about my existence through my parents' relationship, and then followed the clues to investigate my deeds."

"Perhaps, she has expectations of my ability and position...Of course, this is just my guess."

Sharlayan calmly looked at Malfurion with a look of scrutiny: "I personally speculate that this Naga invasion has nothing to do with Azshara's will, but was facilitated by the ancient god N'Zoth bypassing her. "

"Chairman Stormrage, I have a question. If it involves core secrets that are inconvenient to disclose, you don't need to talk about the specifics, but please at least give me an affirmative answer."

Sharlayan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Malfurion's eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Is there anything in this land...or the night elves that can attract N'Zoth's attention?"

Malfurion was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "The reason why N'Zoth targeted the night elves is very simple, and you should have figured it out."

Sharlayan rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "I have indeed thought about it, but because the reason is too obvious, I have never been sure."

"So... the guess I gave up at the beginning turned out to be true?"

Sharlayan felt a little ridiculous: "N'Zoth, are you really here for the new Well of Eternity?"