The Undercity, a dark city deep underground, has no sunlight and is full of darkness and panic.

Sylvanas opened her eyes slightly from her sleep, as if she saw the harsh sunlight shining on her.

Sylvanas felt like she was back to the carefree good days of her youth, and she tried to change her position and continue to enjoy the feeling of being in the sun.

"I'm still as lazy as before, and I can't wake up when I encounter the morning sun." A voice reached Sylvanas' ears.

"Who?" Sylvanas, a spirit, sat up from his couch and glanced around vigilantly.

"It turned out to be His Highness Quelsala, did you come to me for something? I'm sorry I didn't go to meet you, please don't blame it. When he saw Quelsala sitting at the head of his bed, Sylvanas gave up his vigilance and spoke sourly.

"Sheena, are you still angry?"

"Don't dare! How dare I be angry! I'm just puzzled by the sudden appearance of some people. After three months of ignoring it, it suddenly popped up. Say, what do you need for us forsaken to do, just ask. Sylvanas tilted her head and tried not to look at Quel'sala's face.

"No, I have good news for Her Majesty." Quelsala sat upright and said.

"You agreed to my request?" Sylvanas jerked around and stared at Quel'Sara.

"Let me agree to your request, unless I'm dead!" Quelsala said strongly.

"In that case, Your Highness, please go back. I'm not interested in your good news. Sylvanas snorted coldly, picked up a bottle of 'Drunken Soul' in the corner and took a sip.

"We have a chance to take out Alsace recently!" Quelsara didn't bother with Sylvanas, who was petty and angry, but told the news that would make a huge ripple in Sylvanas's heart.

Sure enough, as soon as Sylvanas heard that there was a chance to kill Arthas, he turned around abruptly and said, "Is this true? ”

"Her Majesty is not angry!" Quelsara took the opportunity to say flatteringly.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just interested in your news." Sylvanas said, "Tell me what chance!" ”

Quelsala smiled at the corners of her mouth, patted her leg, and motioned for Sylvanas to sit down.

Sylvanas twisted and sat sideways next to Quel'Sala, who took the opportunity to wrap his arms around Sylvanas, put his chin on Sylvanas' shoulder, and said, "I have received news that the Lich King is in a hurry to find an heir due to the rapid loss of power since he was attacked by Illidan using the Eye of Sargeras last time, and this person is Arthas. ”

Hearing this, Sylvanas was slightly disappointed and said, "What kind of chance can this be?" We can't be sure to defeat the Frost Sorrow in Arthas's hands, let alone a half-dead Lich King, you can't kill them both? ”

Quelsara lovingly ** Sylvanas's hair and said, "Don't worry, my Majesty, I haven't finished yet!" I also have information that Illidan the Betrayer will once again come to seize the Lich King's power. When the time comes, Illidan and Alsace will see that there must be a big battle. Isn't it a good opportunity for us to help Illidan or pick up a bargain? ”

"Are you sure?" Sylvanas looked back at Quel'sala.

"Of course! I came to invite Her Majesty to join me on a trip to Northrend, so we could enjoy the scenery along the way and see the snow in Northrend! Quelsala flattered again.

"Then let's go now!" Sylvanas hurriedly stood up and was about to walk out.

"Even if you're leaving, you'll have to put your clothes on! Go out like this, and those people of yours will be blessed with eyes! Quelsala said as she looked at Sylvanas' graceful body.

After being reminded by Quelsala, Sylvanas realized that she was now dressed very coolly, with only a trace of cloth covering the three points.

"Rascals! Who told you to take off my clothes! Sylvanas realized that she had been lying in Quel'sala's arms almost completely naked, and she was ashamed to go up and scuffle Quel'sala.

Of course, this scuffle scene is very fragrant, and all kinds of fun can not be described in words.

An hour later, the dressed Sylvanas appeared in the royal hall with Quelsala. The hall is also home to Death Knight Lord Salorion, Blightcaster Nathanos, Varimasas, Grand Apothecary Putress and other Forsaken leaders.

"Guys, I'll go out with His Highness Quill for a while, and I'll be away from me during this time, and everything will be as usual, and it's up to Salorion to decide." Sylvanas looked at the people sitting upright and said, "Besides, Quill has one more thing to tell you, I hope you will cooperate!" ”

Quelsala looked at the forsaken in front of her, adjusted her mood, and said, "Recently, the Grand Lord of the Silver Hand Knights, Tiriofodin, will join the tribe and the Alliance to discuss an attack on the Floating City of Naxxramas, the stronghold of the scourge in the Eastern Plaguelands. I hope that you will cooperate with the dispatch of the Great Chief Thrall, and this will also be our chance to take revenge on the natural disaster. Also, Nathanos, seize the moment to take your place in the Eastern Plaguelands. ”

When I heard the news of Quelsala, I was extremely excited about what I was doing, and after waiting for so long, I could finally take revenge, and I was all gearing up. There is, of course, one exception, and that is the Varimasas that is missing a wing.

Looking at Varimathas, who was sitting in the corner, Quelsala asked, "Big bat, can you still grow wings?" ”

"Ugh! I'm afraid it's hard! Can His Highness Heal? Valimasas asked.

"It's not! I mean, since it won't grow, then your other wing will be cut off and roasted for me!" Quelsara stared at the other wing of Varimathas, saliva in her mouth.

"Holy!" Varimatas was startled, hurriedly stood up and said, "Don't! Other! Just give me half a month to recover! ”

"Then be honest, don't act like your father died all day long!" Quelsala said unceremoniously, "Kil'Gardan is still alive, maybe you have a chance to return to him!" ”

"Don't dare! Can't! Varimasas said resignedly, already scolding Quelsala in his heart.

Sylvanas arranged the affairs of the Undercity and flew high into the sky with Quelsara on the Ice Dragon.

Sitting on the back of the ice dragon, leaning against Quel'sala's chest, Sylvanas said, "Quell, did you tell El about your trip to Northrend?" ”

"Nope!"

"Then have you arranged for you to cooperate with the military operations of the Tribal Alliance after you leave?"

"Neither!"

"And what's going on in your head?"

"Ugh! All I thought about was you, and I forgot about it! ”

"Flim Flam! Let's go to Silvermoon City to arrange the game first! Sylvanas proposed.

As a result, the ice dragon flew quickly in the direction of Silvermoon City.

(End of chapter)