It is reported that this time the three Windranger sisters were sent to the land of ghosts to reconnoiter intelligence, also to find out what is different from what humans knew before, and pave the way for the advance of the army. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You mean...... The trolls have been vigilant for the past six years, and their armies are growing stronger day by day, isn't that good news......"

After listening to Aurelia's narration, Arthas couldn't help but frown and said worriedly.

"Yes, Arthas. I've been fighting these guys for thousands of years, and their power is getting weaker by the day, and I thought we would soon be able to defeat these old enemies. ”

"But this time in the Ghost Lands, we saw the city of trolls in the jungle, although we didn't enter it, but through observation, I have to admit that these trolls, they are recovering the military power of many years ago. ”

Aurelia nodded, and in reply to Arthas, she pointed to two places on the parchment map, signaling to Arthas, where she had met the city of the trolls.

"But...... This doesn't make sense...... The trolls also had a lot to lose in that war, so why did they suddenly grow stronger?"

Arthas asked, a little confused.

"Hmph, if you doubt the authenticity of the information we brought back, then investigate it yourself!"

Sylvanas was very dissatisfied with the meaning of Arthas's words, and said angrily.

"No, I didn't mean that......"

Faced with this "old acquaintance" who had a bad impression of himself, Arthas couldn't do anything with her, so he had to explain.

"I know...... But Arthas, this is indeed what we saw with our own eyes, and I even saw a few trolls with bodies as huge as hills. ”

"In the past wars, these trolls who have been transformed by the power of witchcraft only appeared in the great war thousands of years ago, I don't know how the trolls re-unsealed this spell, but it is conceivable that in the face of the coming war, perhaps our opponents are more prepared than we are. ”

Aurelia replied.

"yes, yes, that kind of troll is scary!"

Wen Lesa said as she spoke.

"Anyway, Arthas, you know, trolls are the oldest creatures in the world, maybe not one of them. They know much more about the world than we do, and you must be mentally prepared before you become enemies of such a force. ”

Aurelia reported what she had gotten and advised Arthas to be cautious before making a decision.

"I see, Lady Aurelia, this is a hard time for you. However, maybe in a few days, maybe just tonight, I will trouble you to attend the military meeting of the Alliance, there are some questions about the details, and your testimony is needed. ”

Arthas nodded, then spoke to Aurelia.

"No problem, I'll go with you. ”

Aurelia nodded, and despite the exhaustion of the long hours and the lack of rest when she came back, Aurelia didn't feel that what she was doing was a burden.

Aside from their gratitude to Arthas and King Terenus, the Trolls are also the High Elves' nemesis, and over the past few thousand years, countless warriors and people have died in each side, and the hatred of blood is deeper than the Endless Sea.

In such a situation, although she has drifted away from the regime of Quel'Thalas, she is also happy to be able to deal a blow to the trolls.

"It's such a hateful little ghost, so that people don't know how to empathize with other people's hard work......"

Unsurprisingly, Sylvanas muttered again.

"This ......"

Arthas also felt that his request was a little too much, and he looked at Aurelia and said that Arthas would change his plans if the beautiful and elegant High Elf lady expressed exhaustion.

"Don't worry, Alsace, I'll be here as promised. ”

Aurelia smiled, dispelling Arthas's worries.

"Humph!"

Arthas hadn't said anything, but Sylvanas couldn't sit still, she stood up, threw the kernel of the apple she had eaten clean on the floor, lifted a slender thigh wrapped in tight leather armor and stomped it hard, then turned around and left Arthas's study in a huff.

"Ahem......"

Arthas, embarrassed by Sylvanas's movements, looked at Aurelia and didn't know what to do.

"Leave her alone, Arthas. Sylvanas just cares too much about me. ”

Aurelia smiled and said comfortingly to Arthas.

"Yes, yes, Sister Aurelia is really hard! Arthas, you have to thank her!"

Wen Lesa also felt a little sorry for her sister, and said to Arthas in a tone of lesson.

"Alright, Wenlesa, don't say anything. Alsace is also very busy, let's go back and rest first! Alsace, if you need me to attend a meeting, you can always come to my room and call me. ”

Aurelia tugged at her sister and said goodbye to Arthas.

"yes, I see. Lady Aurelia, go get some rest!"

Arthas nodded, and watched as Aurelia and Winlessa left the room before returning to their seats.

Leaving Arthas's study, Aurelia and Winlessa stood in the corridor of Lordaeron's palace, and Sylvanas, after leaving the study angrily, had already left first, and now it was not known where she went.

Looking at this familiar corridor, Aurelia couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion in her heart.

Aurelia lived in Quel'Thalas for a long time, and the most extensive empire of mankind disappeared during this time.

But what Aurelia misses is not the current Quel'Thalas.

Thousands of years ago, when there were no towering minarets, no ornate stone corridors and gates, everything was so rudimentary, yet the High Elves were full of hope for life.

Driven from his homeland to the other side of the ocean, he lost his immortality and power, and the High Elves also had hesitation.

However, when they settled in Quel'Thalas and decided to make it their new home, the entire tribe seemed to shine with a new light.

They fought hard to overcome the difficult conditions, and the trolls invaded and fought back to defend their new home.

But now Quel'Salas ......

Led by Silvermoon City, magnificent cities, gorgeous buildings rose from the ground, and the high elves in the city were dressed more and more gorgeously, their heads were getting higher and higher, but their hearts were ......

More and more High Elves are so obsessed with vying for power in the Silvermoon Council that they are deliberately blind to their enemies, the trolls.

Dissatisfaction with the Silvermoon Council, with the degenerating/degrading ruling class, is the reason why Aurelia decides to stay in Lordaeron, and she doesn't want to go back, to Quel'Thalas, to face the hateful politicians who play with the lives of the rangers, even though it is her eternal homeland.

"Sister Aurelia, what are you thinking, where is Sister Sylvanas?"

Aurelia was immersed in memories of the past, startled by her sister's words.

"Oh...... Well, I think Sylvanas should have gone back to her room...... But don't worry, Winlessa, she won't really be mad at Arthas. Shall we go see her now?"

Aurelia looked at her sister, and Winlessa's face seemed to be worried, so she smiled and comforted.

"Oh...... But I ...... Sister Aurelia, can I come back later?"

Winlessa nodded, then hesitated to Aurelia.

"Later, what are you going to do?"

Aurelia asked, her eyes wide.

In the past time, Aurelia, Sylvanas, and Winlessa, to: