Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 40 Silvermoon Council

  After arriving at the square in front of the king's court, the two councilors took the lead in walking to the queue of four elves wearing gorgeous robes. After a little thought, they could understand that these four were the other councilors in the Silvermoon Council.

   Before they had time to watch the high-level officials of Quel'Thalas carefully, Charlemagne, Sclan, Yawen, and Cirvanas carefully checked the queues of their rangers under Li Reza's order.

   After all, it has to pass the test of His Majesty the Sun King, and there must be no mistakes at critical moments. Even the usual casual travelers have cheered up and lined up neatly.

   At this time, Lianda also led the mages who participated in the battle to form a special team. Although there were not many people, they represented the noble arcanists of the high elf kingdom.

   Liadrin, who hadn't seen her for many days, also greeted Charlemagne and the others with a smile on her face, and then led her priest team to line up next to the mages.

  Looking at the soldiers who were checking their formation, the surrounding people obviously realized that their king was about to appear, and subconsciously changed their loud conversations into whispers.

   Sure enough, after Li Reza, Lianda, and Liadrin made gestures respectively, Darkan nodded and tidied up his attire with the members of the Silver Moon Council.

   Immediately, he called out in a cadenced tone, "Next, please welcome our Sun King with sincere respect—Anastrian Sunstrider!"

  All the elves at the scene bowed their heads in unison upon hearing the words, waiting respectfully for the arrival of the king.

  Accompanied by a heavy door opening sound, the gate of the Sunstrider Royal Court on the high platform finally opened slowly.

  Under the watchful eyes of the high elves, an old elf wearing a fiery red robe inlaid with gold trim walked slowly out of the gate with a silver-haired old woman in a graceful dress and an elegant temperament.

Perhaps the Royal Court of the Sunstrider was built to show the nobility of the royal family. The entire palace was built very high, and it was connected to the square by a long bridge with a gentle slope. red carpet.

When the king walked slowly across the long bridge holding the queen's hand, two rows of royal guards, lawbreakers, dressed in fiery red armor and holding double-headed swords and large shields, were guarding their safety on both sides of the bridge. .

  The suits of armor and shields worn by these carefully selected high elf warriors are completely immune to magic, and the double-headed sword can easily break through various magic shields of mages.

   Correspondingly, the cost of this whole set of equipment is quite high, and even the richest royal family, the Sunstrider family, in the entire kingdom cannot afford to support too many. Now the number of lawbreakers is only more than 120, and no amount of kings can bear it.

   When Anastrian took Queen Giffen to the pre-booked high platform, the old voice he used the amplification magic spread throughout the audience.

   "Everyone, please raise your heads!"

  Charlemagne was finally able to look up and observe the current Sun King carefully.

  Anastrian Sunstrider was already very old at this time. According to the tutor's speculation, the king should not live more than 50 years, and the queen who was about his age was probably not much better than him.

  However, the old man looks hale and hearty now. It seems that this big victory is also an exciting result for him.

"I believe that some well-informed people already know that we recently ushered in a big victory over the trolls. Not only did we drive the group of savage Amani trolls back to Zul'Aman, this time we even captured them alive. A high troll leader."

   Speaking of which, Anasterian gave Li Reza a slap in the face, and the ranger general nodded knowingly, beckoning the rangers who had already been waiting behind to push Halraz's prison cart up.

   "That's him! The chief believer of the Lynx Spirit in the Amani troll—Halraz, our victory this time is due to the hard work of the warriors and the blessing of the sun. Praise the Sunwell!"

   "Praise the Sunwell!"

  As soon as they heard the name of the Sunwell, all the people present, including Darkan, shouted excitedly. This fanatical atmosphere made Charlemagne slightly frowned.

  The deeper the worship of the Sunwell, the more disappointed the people will be after losing the Sunwell in the future. This is not good news for Charlemagne, who is committed to changing the fate of addicts.

Afterwards, Anasterian, like all the leaders, began to deliver a stinky and long speech, nothing more than thanking the ancestor Dath'Rema for taking us to the east and so on, and thanking the Sunwell for bringing us the power of the arcane. The old three sets of classes.

   Liman was not interested in listening to these platitudes, so he took this opportunity to observe the members of the Silvermoon Council and the guards around the king.

  The six members of the Silver Moon Council were faintly divided into three factions and stood on their own. In the radical faction headed by Darkan, the other two were from the Corona Family and the Fire Emblem Family.

  The member of the Corona family hasn't shown his old age yet, so he should belong to the younger generation than the king, but only he knows how many thousand years old he is.

  This member of the Corona family is different from other high elves who value red as the most precious. He wears a somewhat... coquettish purple robe in an unconventional way, and his temperament makes people feel gloomy.

Another member of the Huowen family was wearing a light red robe, watching the king's speech with a smile on his face, but that was definitely not a smile from the heart, a fake smile, used to describe his expression It couldn't be more suitable.

  The two councilors standing together a little further away from the three of them are probably the Moderate faction. Both of them are wearing red robes with slightly different styles and family crests, and they are from the Chenxi family and the Huomang family respectively.

  The member of the Chenxi family is a skinny old man. Seeing how he keeps coughing... I am afraid that his physical condition is not very good.

   On the contrary, the member of the Huomang family is a fat young man who is seriously overweight. Obese people are relatively rare among high elves...

   Moreover, in Quel'Thalas, which is like spring all the year round, he actually kept wiping the sweat off his head. It seems that his body is weak enough.

  ‘So that’s the case, the two moderates are not in good health, and it’s no wonder that after Darkan wins over two members of parliament, he almost dominates the parliament with one hand. These two alone may be difficult to check and balance him...’

  Charlemagne finally looked at Osis Morning Walker who was standing alone with his eyes closed and rested, and made a position for him in his heart.

   "Old fox!"

  Osis does not seem to take a position and does not participate in the checks and balances between the two factions, but he is the most important person in the entire Silvermoon Council.

  As an old man who once participated in the troll war, Osis is obviously more imposing than the members of these younger generations.

  Although he has thought of retiring in recent years and has not expressed much opinion, the other five members of parliament did not dare to underestimate him at all, and both sides tried their best to win him over.

  ‘Sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, or do you have other plans? I always feel that the uncle Sean seems to have some ideas...'

  (end of this chapter)