Even though Vanessa wanted to go back to sleep, Gianna dragged her back to work at Lordaeron.

Work is work, but you can't work alone, she called Jialia too, and Gianna didn't want to run.

The three of them are busy together.

The president of the Council of Six has a tradition of serving as Lordaeron's chief court advisor, so Gianna is not an outsider in Lordaeron, and it is her job to help with some official business.

Jialia looked at the piles of official documents half a meter high, her head was big, she was very good at singing and dancing, art, music, and court etiquette, but she was not good at marching and fighting, domestic and foreign affairs, she had no training in this area at all, she didn't know anything about it, and she was dizzy when she picked up a document.

She is not as good as Bolval at the beginning, and she has no experience in dealing with practical problems.

Vanessa didn't want to appear too authoritarian, so she took a third of a stack of papers.

As she reads, she writes her opinions, stamps those who agree, and throws aside those who disagree.

Jialia didn't know what to do at all, Gianna was a lot better than her, but it was limited to the big aspects, and she didn't understand some details.

She didn't understand, so she asked Vanessa: "The First Fleet said that it needs to prepare 300 barrels, what is this for?" ”

Vanessa didn't even look up, "They're going to transport the civilians of Theramore back to Lordaeron." ”

"yes, I know, but what does that have to do with the barrel?" Gianna was curious, is there anything else in this that she doesn't understand?

"Civilians are weak, the sea is turbulent, and the voyage time is long, so prepare some wooden barrels for them, and if there is vomit, they can vomit into the barrels, and then send people to clean them up in a centralized manner. Three hundred is definitely not enough, an average of one hundred people use one? No, let the carpenter do 800. Vanessa said nonchalantly.

Thinking of that scene made Jialia sick enough, she had only one voyage in her life, that was from Lordaeron to the Western Wilderness a while ago, but she was already a junior priest at that time, her physique was far better than that of civilians, and the sailing time was short, and she really didn't have any concept of bumps.

Gianna understood that Kurtilas was born at sea and died at sea, and there was no seasickness. However, when she took the civilians of Lordaeron across the Endless Sea before, some of them vomited a lot, but then she went ashore to participate in the war, and she didn't care about these little things at all, and no one bothered her with these little things.

Nodding, she felt that she had learned something new and was quite happy, but she couldn't understand the next document again: "The dwarves want to talk to Lordaeron about the ownership of Minethil Harbor?" Isn't that port from Lordaeron? If not, why use the surname Minethir? ”

Vanessa sighed as she processed the papers, "When Lordaeron funded the construction of Minahir Port, but the ownership of the port has not yet been determined, what ...... That majesty died...... The land of the port belongs to the dwarves, which is very unfair to Lordaeron, who paid for the construction of the largest port in the alliance, and the volume of trade and taxes is amazing, and now the port belongs to the dwarves from ownership to management? This is too much, it is difficult to get back the ownership, but the management rights cannot be given up, give me the documents. ”

Gianna honestly handed her the papers, and Vanessa scribbled a long comment and handed it back.

She looked very serious about her official business, and the two beauties who couldn't help showed a flattering smile.

All kinds of affairs are extremely messy, from diplomacy to the military, from internal affairs to trivial matters, that is, Vanessa has experienced the bombardment of all kinds of modern information, and she knows a little bit about everything, and she really can't play with a peer.

When she saw it, she didn't read it anymore, and she went to Lordaeron's palace alone to remember her biological father, while Gianna took out her spell book to study, leaving only the bitter Vanessa to deal with the big business.

......

Five days later, Lordaeron's First Fleet set sail for port and headed to Celemore on the continent of Kalimdor to pick up men.

It was a bit of a waste to go empty, and I brought some cargo with me.

Vanessa doesn't want to trade with orcs, orcs are too strong, self-sufficient, and there is no shortage of supplies at present, the night elves belong to the alliance, but they have more materials, what they want, and they are not a good trading partner.

She was ready to make a deal with the Minotaur, she was bullied by the Harpy, bullied by the Centaurs, the Minotaur has never had many supplies, with the help of the identity of the druid, she was able to let her goods enter the territory of the Minotaurs, these guys are very honest, very responsible, the key is stupid, a very good deception......

The First Fleet was sent to pick up people from Theramore, and then civilians were arranged to burn trees, ground, and buildings that the Forsaken once occupied.

After the burning, civilians should not be allowed to live in the wasteland, this is the Tirisfal woodland, not the Tirisfa wasteland, some human buildings need to be built at the same time, such as farms, granaries, churches of the Holy Light, and blacksmith shops.

And this requires a lot of wood and steel, there is no shortage of steel, Lordaeron can become the first power of mankind, and there are a lot of iron mines in the territory.

Wood is very rare.

She hurriedly stopped the tree-burning operation in full swing, and some buildings could not be burned yet, at least to give civilians some places to live.

After consulting with her subordinates, she made two plans, and then decided to burn the old house and build a new house at the same time, which was too cumbersome, so she borrowed five experienced civil officials from the Stormwind Kingdom to help with this matter.

Men are in relatively good health, and priority is given to the elderly, women, and children in new houses.

Vanessa examined the timber in the Tirisfard glades, which had been eroded by the force of death and were uninhabitable.

The trees of the silver pine forest also have some influence and are equally unsuitable.

She thought about it twice, and then she didn't do it twice, cutting down trees from the Valley of Thorns, and transporting them to Lordaeron!

This also needs to be screened, the trees with strong vitality are transplanted to Lordaeron and replanted, and the ones with weak vitality are directly sawed off to build a house!

Making up for what you lose, that's her druid way!

A serious druid wouldn't be so rude, it would be too damaging to the Valley of Thorns, but she didn't care.

She transferred half of the Druswa Sisters to plant trees, and urgently raised some werewolf druids, but unfortunately there were still not enough of them, and she had to set her sights on the Cenarion Council.

The regent of Lordaeron, coupled with his status as a high-ranking druid, used this name to issue a meeting request, which was a rare time for the Night Elves, who had always been extremely procrastinating.

The Council of Cenarion responded very positively, Grand Druid Vandal. Deer Helmet invites her to talk to the Moonlight Forest.

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