Chapter 201 Gossip about pestering Grandma Tai
Ashenvale was shrouded in the surrounding dense and shimmering woods just like before Charlemagne left last time. In the quiet forest, a small town stood on the island in the middle of the lake. It was the important town of the night elves in Ashenvale— Astrana.
Today, Astrana was much more lively than usual, and the number of sentries surrounding the guards was obviously several times higher than last time.
With the arrival of the high elves, the onlookers stretched their necks behind the sentries one by one, obviously very curious about these high elves that they hadn't seen in thousands of years.
Charlemagne noticed that the number of these night elves was obviously several times or even ten times higher than last time.
‘It’s not like the night elves on and around Mount Hyjal all came to watch the excitement...’
Although Charlemagne was the person who facilitated this meeting, he does not intend to compete with the big bosses in front of him at this time. The one who is at the forefront is Kael'thas, the prince of Quel'Thalas. Perhaps this prince's title Soon he will be officially promoted to king.
One step behind Kael'thas was Thalorian Dawnseeker, who was specially sent by Anasterian to protect his son.
About half a step in front of the captain of the guard who bears the blade of the upper dragon, there are four big men who participated in the meeting, the mascot Von der Lore, the leader of the Nightborn refugees, Clicia Yuejun, and the evergreen tree Osis of the Silvermoon Council. Immorel Shadowguard, chief of the Dawnwalker and the Hidden Passage Acting.
After the night elves received the news, led by Malfurion, the four leaders of the night elves stepped out of the town hall to welcome the visiting high elves.
Standing beside Malfurion and Fandral that Charlemagne had seen were two night elf women. Among them was a woman with a strange visor hanging down to her chest and a purple single ponytail. The sentinel armor made Charlemagne quickly guess her identity.
‘Shadris Feathermoon? Judging by the aura exuding from her body, although she is already at the peak of a hero, she has not yet broken through to epic. '
The remaining beautiful woman wearing a snow-white sacrificial mooncloth robe, with her long green hair caught under a headband like a crown, needless to say, is Tyrande Whisperwind, the priest of the moon god.
This tens of thousands of years old Luna Priest is very attractive just by looking at her appearance and figure, but Charlemagne, who knows her character well, has no interest in Grandma Tai.
As soon as the lady came out, she glanced at Kael'thas and the others with displeased sharp eyes, and paused when she saw Ke Lisha, as if she had known this Yuejun lady before.
Charlemagne, who was observing him, suddenly felt a sense of being locked in. It turned out that Tyrande had already been keenly aware of his gaze at this time, and turned his gaze to this side.
When she saw the high elf hiding in the crowd and peeking at her, Tyrande froze for a moment, and then a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, but then she shook her head slightly to look away.
Charlemagne wiped the sweat from his forehead lightly at this time,'What a keen sense! I just took a few more glances before she noticed...'
As he expected, Tyrande also possessed epic strength, but without Tyr being present, he couldn't further judge Tyrande's precise strength.
While Malfurion and Kael'thas, who were the leaders of both sides, saluted and greeted each other, Charlemagne turned to the lover beside him and said, "Aurelia, next you take Cirvanas and the others to stroll around the area. Let's go shopping, but you must take care of these two little guys and don't cause trouble, after all, this is not our territory."
Alleria held Charlemagne's hand and said with a gentle smile, "Don't worry, Hill and I will take a good look at them, but on your side, I heard that Ms. Tyrande has a bad impression of the Highborne, so try to be careful." Don't confront her head-on."
"I know, then I'll go first."
Charlemagne lightly kissed Alleria's face, and after rubbing his face with his lover, he walked towards the big bosses in front of him amidst Cirvanas' cough reminder on purpose.
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Just as Charlemagne expected, Tyrande directly launched an attack at the beginning of the meeting that afternoon. She sharply questioned the authenticity of the information about the Burning Legion obtained by the high elves, even if Charlemagne took out the platinum disc that had lost its effect. Testify that she is still indomitable.
In the middle of the process, she pointed at Ke Lisha and mocked her, saying that her family had briefly devoted themselves to the Burning Legion at the beginning, so it was not trustworthy at all.
This attitude is obviously not conducive to the progress of the meeting. Malfurion has repeatedly persuaded Tyrande to no avail and can only let her play. From this, it can be seen that Malfurion, the archdruid... is probably a The wife is strict.
Shandris Yuyue did not express any opinion on the attitude of her adoptive mother. She has been sitting quietly in the seat since the meeting started. It seems that she is just here to make a show just like Von der Lohe.
Fandral was a little annoyed by Tyrande's nonsense, but he couldn't directly refute it due to the position of his teacher Malfurion, so he simply closed his eyes on the chair and began to rest, looking out of sight and out of mind.
Von der Loor still maintains a magic stick smile, this is what Bi Luohua taught him, when he is indecisive, he smiles, but he doesn't need him to express his opinion.
In addition to Osis's calm face, the young and vigorous Kael'thas and Ke Lisha who was criticized by name and surname were all frowning. De's attitude felt a little helpless.
Ms. Shadow Guard simply didn't answer Tyrande's words, and directly changed the subject to Malfurion and asked, "Druid Stormrage, I heard that you sent people to search for Medivh last time. Did you find anything?"
Malfurion breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took over the words and said, "No, the people we sent to Karazhan, the Deadwind Path, didn't find anything unusual. There is a powerful barrier around the tower, so we can't investigate further, but..."
Seeing Malfurion frowning, Charlemagne hurriedly asked, "But what?"
"The spies we sent to visit directly sent back information. Karazhan's housekeeper, Moros, said that Medivh has been away for a long time, but we have searched secretly in places such as Stormwind City where he often haunts, but we have not found him. "
Charlemagne lowered his head and thought for a while after hearing the words, ‘Could it be that Medivh just crossed the world and ran to Draenor? Or is the whole world hunting down members of the Council of Tirisfal? '
Most of the council members of the high elves have been recalled by Anasterian, and it is not known whether Medivh is still looking for them.
Tyrande slapped the table angrily when she saw no one was paying attention to her, "You highborne dare not answer my question directly! Where can we prove the authenticity of the information about the Burning Legion?"
Just at this time, a melodious low-pitched female voice came from outside the city hall and said, "It is not convenient for Mr. Theron to explain this issue in detail, so let me vouch for him."
Thank you book friend "hanhzx" for your support.
(end of this chapter)