MTL - Live Streaming: Azeroth-Chapter 46 Plan the next stop

The local war with the Horde is over, and Quel'Thalas begins to gradually regenerate.

But just like what Sharlayan saw when he entered the city, the high elves, who hadn't experienced war for a long time, were obviously not prepared for this sudden crisis.

It has been more than a week since Zul'jin was killed and the forest troll fled in embarrassment, and Silvermoon City still hasn't returned to its pre-war prosperity.

Anasteria insisted on holding a celebration banquet. On the one hand, it was to highlight the contribution of the Sunstrider royal family in this war, and on the other hand, it was also to take this opportunity to formally announce to the public that the crisis had passed.

The celebration banquet was divided into two venues.

The meeting place for all the people is located in the Huayuan Street Market with the largest traffic in the city, and it is presided over by the Silver Moon Council.

The main venue for entertaining the kingdom's high-ranking officials and war heroes was held in the Sunstrider Royal Court, and was personally entertained by King Anasteria.

The nobles usually have a small banquet every three days and a big banquet every five days. They are already very familiar with the banquet process. After entering the venue, it is like returning to their own home, without any sense of restraint.

Sharlayan folded his hands on his chest, and leaned on a white jade pillar in the corner of the venue to watch coldly.

Most of the nobles in the venue had smiles on their faces when they communicated with each other, but Sharlayan could tell at a glance how hypocritical these people's smiles were.

'A boring exchange of benefits. '

After roughly listening to the conversations of the well-dressed nobles beside him, Sharlayan quickly lost interest in the so-called celebration banquet.

Walking out of the banquet hall alone, he came to the royal garden after asking the waiters of the royal court all the way.

Eversong Forest is like spring all the year round. Under the care of hardworking gardeners, the royal garden is always full of colorful flowers. The rich but not greasy fragrance of flowers relaxes Salayan's slightly irritable mood.

Rather than wasting time watching those nobles pretending to each other, Sharlayan would rather hide alone and communicate with the barrage.

He has made up his mind to follow his father's suggestion to leave Quel'Thalas, and go to a wider world outside the kingdom to gain knowledge and sharpen his own strength.

Sharlayan has no interest in the banquet itself, and this kind of place for exchanging benefits is not the field he should set foot in.

If it hadn't been for the invitation from Sun King Tossalorian, Salayan would have left Quel'Thalas with Alleria who was in a hurry.

Although the defense of Quel'Thalas ended successfully, the Second Orc War was still in full swing.

The main force of the orcs came to the rear of the alliance through the waterway. Without finding a defensive gap, they bypassed Tirisfal Glade and Silverpine Forest all the way, and returned to the Hillsbrad Hills without anyone noticing.

The main force led by Alliance Grand Marshal Lothar is beating the Horde in the middle of Hillsbrad, near the plains around Southsea Town.

The left-behind troops led by Varok Saurfang alone were unable to block the peak of the alliance's elite soldiers, and were beaten back steadily.

But his task was accomplished, enough time for Warchief Orgrim to stall.

After landing on the southwestern coast from Hillsbrad, Orgrim did not choose to join the high-ranking warlord Saurfang, but unexpectedly went north to Alterac Snow Mountain.

When the main force of the orcs passed the Alterac trail without hindrance and reached the city of Lordaeron, Lothar, who was still fighting ahead, finally received information, and it was like waking up from a dream.

As early as when Orgrim led the elite troops to move to the Hinterlands and Quel'Thalas, Lothar had a bad premonition.

But now, his ominous premonition has been experienced.

The valleys and forests between Algerland and Lordaeron were supposed to be garrisoned by the king of Alterac, Aiden Perenolde.

But Orgrim passed the path unimpeded, and the answer is obvious.

Alterac betrayed the Alliance and shamefully defected to the Horde.

Lothar scratched his head and couldn't figure out why Aiden surrendered to the tribe without warning.

But the matter has come to this point, Lothar can only make up for it as much as possible.

He allocated some troops to stand in Hillsbrad to stop Saurfang, and personally led the elite troops to march northward, vowing to defeat the Horde's siege troops before the city of Lordaeron was broken.

On the other hand, Turalyon and Alleria, who set off from Quel'Thalas, are marching at full speed to Tirisfal Glades by land.

The current situation is a race against time, to see whether the Horde breaks through the gates of Lordaeron first, or the Alliance's two reinforcements arrive first.

The outcome of this surprise attack on Lordaeron is likely to determine the direction of the entire war.

"Black Dragon?"

Sharlayan learned of the possible reason for Alterac's betrayal from the barrage, and unexpectedly raised his eyebrows.

"I remember that the black dragon has long since abandoned its duty to protect the dragon, right?"

The barrage answered in a hurry.

"That's right, as early as the War of the Ancients, Neltharion, the king of black dragons and the guardian of the earth, was driven mad by the whispers of the ancient gods."

"In the battle with the Burning Legion, he suddenly betrayed his brothers and sisters backhandedly, and the blue dragon who shot to stop his crazy behavior was almost wiped out by the direct attack of the dragon soul."

"The story of the red dragon queen Alexstrasza being imprisoned by the orcs is behind Neltharion...or the shadow of Deathwing."

"In addition, he created a false identity in the human world - Baron Darval Prestor, a nobleman of the Kingdom of Alterac, a distant relative of the Perenold royal family."

The above description was quickly refuted by the barrage.

"No, Daval Prestor only appeared after the Horde army was defeated."

"At that time, Aiden Perenolde and all the Alterac nobles who surrendered to the Horde were executed by the Alliance. No one could stand up and see through Deathwing's disguise."

"There is no difference. Don't you think Aiden's surrender is weird? I suspect that Deathwing is behind it."

"His purpose is to balance the power of the Alliance and the Horde, to prolong the duration of the all-out war that has brought great devastation to Azeroth, and to pave the way for the recovery of the Old Gods by creating chaos and panic."

"The Old God..."

According to the barrage analysis, the forces under investigation by Sarlayan's parents are likely to be these ancient gods. His mother was seriously injured and disappeared because of this, hiding in a secret place, and recuperating her injuries through deep sleep.

'Could Deathwing have anything to do with her disappearance? '

Under the earnest persuasion of the barrage, Sharlayan gave up his plan to go directly to Alterac to die.

With his current strength, if Deathwing sensed hostility face to face, the outcome would be predictable.

Not to mention Deathwing himself, even if he meets his daughter, the black dragon princess Onyxia who is aliased as Katrana Prestor, Sharlayan is definitely no match.

Although he was very unwilling, he could only give up his plan to trouble the black dragon and ask about his mother's whereabouts.

After all~www.novelbuddy.com~ Sarlayan's strength is far from enough.

Under the planning of the barrage, he has a new plan.

In a frontal fight, Sharlayan is definitely no match for an adult dragon.

But if he avoids direct conflict with the black dragon and provides help to the dragon clan by taking advantage of the situation, he may be able to learn some detailed information about his mother from them.

This opportunity to help the dragons is not far from Sharlayan, and the target is Alexstrasza, the red dragon queen imprisoned in Grim Batol as an egg-laying machine.

It just so happened that Krasus, the consort of the Red Dragon Queen, who was transformed into a high elf archmage, sent requests for help to many mortal kingdoms including Quel'Thalas.

Sharlayan intends to take the opportunity of this direct meeting with Anasterian to introduce himself to the old king.

It would be best if he could catch up with the Battle of Lordaeron. If he couldn't, he planned to go to Dalaran to have a face-to-face detailed talk with Krasus.

Just as Sharlayan was concentrating on planning his future itinerary with the help of the barrage, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

"Who!?"

Sharlayan admitted he was distracted, but he did not let his guard down.

Being touched behind him without anyone noticing, Sharlayan's hair stood on end on the spot, subconsciously released his fighting spirit and quickly turned around, his fists were already condensed with anger, ready to attack at any time.

"Don't get excited, little one."

A white, white hand with calluses on the palm was pressed on Salayan's head, and the seemingly slender arm firmly suppressed his violent intention.

"Um?"

The voice was a little familiar, and Sharlayan raised his eyes suspiciously to look at the smiling owner of the arm.

"Uh~ So it's you."

"Sylvanas."