'Leader of the Northlands, Lord Shane'.

Shane waited in the White Tower for Silvermoon City to invite him to 'discuss important matters', and the report from the Northland arrived first. In the letter, the Duchess of Marand uses a politically ambiguous title:

The snowstorm in the north came very early, before the first snow, 30,000 elven acres were reclaimed from the cultivated land, houses, animal pens, barracks, town halls, city walls, the construction was completed, the mage tower encountered some small troubles, and the mage of the Dawn Blade was reluctant to ask for help out of pride, so the project was delayed until next year.

There are no enemies around the landing island. The Northland militia, which you have high hopes for, has to land on the Northland continent for actual combat. The results are good, and there is no force that can resist the organized military activities of the elves. However, the Northland militia requested a replenishment of heavy golems. In the Northland Workshop, although the design of the Mage Passario has been completed, the actual start of construction is ranked after the Mage Tower.

The municipality requested that some luxuries be replenished as a reward for human captives, and that they be used for trade. The Mage Corps hopes that your arrears can be converted into magical materials and brought back when the Floating Tower tours the Northland next year. All of us want to build an enchantment on Landing Island to regulate the climate of the Northlands, where the winters are too cold.

A detailed report of the matter, a list of tables is provided below.

Your Northland Partner, Pastor Marland.

There is also a row of text below the inscription, which seems to have been added after writing.

Wang Ting asked me about the possibility of joining the development of the Northland, and I said that it is up to you to decide; The council asked the same question, and I rejected them. Please be careful about this issue.

Before going to Dalaran to communicate, the Mentor had told Shaun that the other factions in the kingdom had asked for cooperation in the Northlands, and Shaun had always replied that he would come back and discuss it. After waiting for the colonization of the Northland to continue for a while, he made enough preparations to persuade Quel'Salas to turn the national strategy.

Letter from Marland. Sean felt like the time was almost up. Sure enough, soon, the royal family and the council jointly invited Shane back to Silvermoon City to 'negotiate state affairs'. The reclamation of the Northland also has a large benefit for the Windrunners, and the female elf feels that she will find the White Tower by herself when she is about the same, and walk with Shane,

She ignored Winesa's protest that time had not yet come. Hold Shane's left arm, who called Sylvanas is the popular talker. "It turns out that everything has been calculated by my sister," Wen Lesa couldn't help but complain.

Sylvanas pursed her lips and smiled, "No, I didn't count this at all. ”

Believe it or not is entirely up to the individual, whether others believe it or not, Shane doesn't believe it anyway.

But the two female elves kept silent and didn't talk about other women, and Shane fell into a heart stone. Take the hand of the female elf and teleport back to Silvermoon City together.

In the blink of an eye, they reached the Mentor's Tower, and at this time, an attendant immediately stepped forward to guide them. Salute first, and call out Shane's honorific title.

"Master, Master Oakes is waiting for you and Miss Sylvanas in the study, you have nothing else to do, please come with me."

"Good work," Shane said

The attendant was flattered and returned the salute. "You're welcome"

Inside the tower, there was a surge of people, and Shane walked like an ice-breaking ship. The flow of people automatically separates to both sides, and they stand against the wall and bow their heads in salute. Wait until Shane is over before resuming movement. This class distinction, Shane smiled and accepted it calmly.

When I went up to the seventh floor, I went in, and I saw a corner of the desk, lighting a night agarwood. Suddenly, the faint fragrance filled the sense of smell. Shane couldn't help but wonder that this naturally produced agarwood was also extremely precious, but the mentor was not a luxury person. But it's not surprising to think of the company of female elves.

"Shane. Little girl doll, come, sit"

"Yes"

The mentor was disappointed to see that Sean had returned with only one female elf. The expression couldn't escape Shane's eyes, what kind of thoughts did he have endlessly, he knew very well, the Dawn Blade combined with the Wind Walker or something, none of the three sisters could be missing, and the little evil in his heart had to be satisfied by Shane.

Sylvanas, as if the two families had no prejudices, bowed respectfully, and the old fellow nodded in return.

"They're all waiting for you to come back." The Mentor said to Shaun, 'For the good of the Northlands. ”

"I've been waiting for them to invite me," Shane replied, "for the things of the south." ”

The master and apprentice smiled tacitly.

Sylvanas quietly leaned to Shane's left-hand side, listening quietly, like a demure lady, and the change in the female elf aroused some of Shane's curiosity. The momentum of the female elf is stronger than that of the strong, and she is more powerful in battle.

The Mentor tells Shaun about the situation in Silvermoon City, the return of Prince Kael'thas and the Dawn Star of the Council, and the Morning Stalker are all around the Prince. The strength of the majority faction seems to have risen dramatically, and there is an endless stream of visitors to visit the tower every day, but one by one, the mentor does not see any elves, and is busy with his own work.

They have a lot of complaints about the Dawn Blade, and they wonder if the Dawn Blade thinks it is above all the high-level clans?

"They're too self-righteous" Shane laughed when he heard it, the council was really degenerate. Launched His Royal Highness the Prince, thinking that the Dawn Blade would retreat? Azeroth is a world of extraordinary power.

The source of power, the foundation of power, and the extension of will are all subordinate to extraordinary power. Wishful thinking of forming a party and making it back down is tantamount to wishful thinking.

"I agree with you," the mentor laughed, "There are many solutions. The first generation left us with a parliamentary system, and it was they who believed in the wisdom of future generations to solve most of our problems. ”

"The parliamentary system is correct." Shane also believed, but it was a time of peace, facing a real danger of destruction, and what the elves needed was unquestionable power.

"They think so," the mentor continued, "so they have to negotiate with us in terms of taxes, shipping routes, minerals, land ownership, the share of the Northland's specialties, and the colonization of the Northland. ”

"Okay," Sean smiled lightly, "I'll talk to them properly."

The tutor smiled and continued: "You must negotiate with them in a friendly manner, and go to the royal court tomorrow to have a good exchange with them." “

"Worth looking forward to"

"That's true"

The so-called place of state negotiation was in the royal court, and the royal family invited all the high-ranking clans to a dinner, which began at 4 p.m. the next day. That night, Sylvanas surprisingly stayed in the Mentor's tower, separated from Shane's room by a small door.

What does it stand for? Shane knew that. The female elf did a lot of homework on her back, and inadvertently, she stood in the most advantageous position and obtained the recognition of the Dawn Blade. Sean wondered again what the elf had done.

Later, Sylvanas pushed open the door of Shane's room, her robe was moon-white, her feet were bare, her shoulders were white and her collarbones were half covered and half exposed, and she said goodnight, and then closed the door, leading to Shane's infinite reverie.

Meditate overnight, and on the second day, wake up early. Fang got out of bed and the attendant knocked on the door.

"Master Shane, the dress and washing are ready, please ask if you need it now."

"Come in" In the White Tower, this kind of thing is usually done by him alone, and at most there are female elves who will help him with grooming.

The door opened, and four or five attendants came in turn, laying down their toiletries to help. Sean waved them back away and finished washing themselves. Then put on the gown with the help of the attendants.

"Master, this is the head ring of the ceremony, please stay"

The top of the mage's head was not touchable by anyone, and the attendant brought the tray with a hollowed-out gold wire on the face.

"No, I don't need this, I have my own"

Shane's mind moved, and 'Dawn Blade, the dark crown of dawn' appeared above his head.

"The spirit docking docking is completed, and the device applies for a control license." The Eye of Truth said automatically.

"Permission," Shane muttered.

"Permission is obtained, the control link link is complete, the self-discipline attack mode is activated, and the 'Blade of Dawn, the Black Crown of the Dawn' is activated."

The time has finally come to push history with your own hands, and today will be a pleasant day.

Artifact: Blade of Dawn, Dawn's Dark Tiara

Category: Headgear

Base attributes: Intelligence and stamina

Attack range: 0-100 meters

Maximum capture: 12 people

Dark Disintegration: Unleashes twelve annihilation rays on the target when attacking, disintegrating matter, neutralizing energy, and dealing explosive damage.

Dark Tides: Attacks a massive wave of shadow energy, dealing AOE damage to a 25m radius.

Little yellow characters: named because of people, born because of names.

Historical allusion: The Shadow Crystal was originally used by the Silver Knights to reverse their attributes into a Holy Light Crystal by the combined efforts of many powerful paladins, and then became the core of the artifact Ember Bringer. The crystal cup Shane arrived ahead of schedule, in order to pry the history of the trial production of the artifact crown. (To be continued......)