Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Silvermoon Council (I)

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A crisp troll whisper came out of Sylvanas's mouth, and the surrounding trolls roared reluctantly at first, and then soon, one by one, they rushed into the forest, and in the grass, among the trees, there was the sparse sound of tall trolls running.

During the whole process, the old troll leader kept trying to get up, but Ares pressed his knee to the back of his back, the tip of the sword was always against the back of his neck, and every time the troll leader struggled, the tip of the sword would pierce into the skin, and finally, until all the trolls fled into the forest, the old troll leader was still pressed under Ares and could not move.

"Honey, now this prey is handed over to you."

Seeing that the surrounding trolls were gone, and there was no longer a threat, Ares let go of his tight hand and handed the king of trolls over to Sylvanas to deal with. Several Elven Ranger immediately came up and tied up the Troll King with special ropes.

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The old troll continued to talk to Captain Ranger about something.

"What is this green-haired monster talking about?"

An exhausted Ares asked.

"He's saying, you're brave. You are a real man. ”

Ares expected Windranger to translate his conversation with the troll leader to herself, but Sylvanas replied with a mysterious smile as she walked over and placed her slender hand on Ares' wounded, swollen face.

"Don't move, this is the Demon Emperor Herb, which can heal bruises."

With such treatment, Ares suddenly felt that the beating just now was worth it......

……

"Sister, what about the trolls? Ares, oh my God, you're still alive! ”

When Winlessa arrived a few hours later with Lotherma and his rescuers, the battlefield had been almost cleared, and Ares had even treated every High Elf wounded. Leave the bewildered expressions of the reinforcements.

"You should be concerned about your sister first."

Sylvanas reprimanded with some dissatisfaction. Wen Lesa shrugged helplessly, and said, you look good......

"The trolls were chased away by Ares."

Then, Sylvanas replied in a very flat tone.

"He's the only one who drove the trolls away?"

Wen Lesa asked excitedly.

"Of course not, he alone has such great power, it was me and the rangers who worked together to drive these trolls into the forest. Of course, Ares captured their leader and forced most of the trolls to retreat. ”

Sylvanas said as she looked at Ares behind her. That immature face is obviously like a child, but its behavior is full of wisdom that only adults have. At least for the human world, after the age of thirty is considered a real adult.

Ares, who returned to Silvermoon City, has undoubtedly become a true hero.

The High Elves of Silvermoon City have gone from being indifferent to the outsider to being fanatical about Ares. An enemy that even Sylvanas the Windrunner could not defeat, was defeated by a human knight. What's more, Ares saved an entire High Elf Ranger squad, although it is only eighty people, but for the extremely sparsely populated High Elf Kingdom, this number of soldiers is quite a lot.

For this, King Anas of Quel'Salas even personally received Ares.

"Lord Ares, thank you for all you have done for Quel'Thalas, you saved Captain Sylvanas and saved dozens of lives, and in gratitude for all that you have done, you now have the right to pass freely through Silvermoon City, and the Silvermoon Council will reserve a seat for you, and you will have the right to sit in on the meeting. Young man, you have once again opened my eyes to the hope of humanity – fairness, justice, purity and light, and there has not been such a person in human society for a long time. ”

King Anas's decision took Ares by surprise. Isn't it just to save a ranger patrol, save Sylvanas, and get such a high reputation in Silvermoon City, according to the setting in the game, this is simply an instant to worship prestige, neutral to worship, well, seconds to rise...... Alas, speaking of King Anas, you have spoken too well of me, have you...... I don't seem to be that noble and great yet...... At the time, it was just to save Sylvanas......

Also, the Silver Moon Council here seems to be different from the game, in which the Silver Moon Council of Quel'Salas is composed of seven respected elven elders who discuss all the important matters of the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas. And the Silver Moon Council here has seventy seats, plus observer seats, that is, there are more than 200 seats like Ares, that is to say, Ares is one of the more than 200 people, and his status is not very high, and he has no right to speak, only the right to observe, that is, to observe the process of the meeting, and if there is something unfavorable to the people, he can appeal outside the meeting.

It's just that anyway, going out and winning so many honors still makes Ares overjoyed. Thinking back to a month ago when he was still living the life of a low-ranking officer in the evil organization of the Scarlet Crusaders, and now, he has been transformed into a guest of honor for the High Elves, Ares can't help but feel that the journey of Warcraft is full of surprises. Especially when she met Sylvanas, the queen was so beautiful before she turned black......

"Ares, what's next for you? Have you always lived in Quel'Thalas? ”

Back at the lodgings, Sylvanas went upstairs and asked softly and calmly. The buildings in Silvermoon City were four or five stories tall even for the lowest houses, and Sylvanas's residence was on five floors, so there would be no noise from the hall on the first floor. Don't worry about that old butler's astrolabe being broken anymore......

"No, I'm going to leave."

“?”

After Ares finished speaking, Sylvanas had a big question mark on his face.

"Take you away, get out of here."

Ares then added.

"Why?"

Sylvanas was visibly stunned by Ares' answer, she didn't understand why the man in front of her suddenly had such thoughts. The outside world is so dangerous, only Quel'Salas, still safe and beautiful.

"Because the army of the Scourge is coming, and Arthas is coming."

Ares said, his eyes filled with worry and concern.

"Then let them come, Silvermoon City's defenses are impregnable."

"No, you don't understand. Sylvanas, you don't understand what a terrible force that even Lightbringer Uther can't resist, Arthas's army of the undead is enough to fill your rivers and spread the plague to every corner of Quel'Thalas, and what you can't resist, you and your Silvermoon Ranger will have nowhere to escape under his scourge legion. Frost Sorrow will imprison your soul ......"

Ares was a little incoherent, he knew that according to the trend of history, at this time, the death knight Arthas was about to set off to conquer the kingdom of the High Elves, Silvermoon City, and the days of glory were numbered, in the original trajectory, Sylvanas would die in the defense of Silvermoon City, and was turned into a banshee by the death knight Arthas, that is, stabbed to death by Arthas, turned into a corpse, and became a slave of the Lich King.

But Ares didn't want Sylvanas to die, how could a relationship that had just been cultivated be easily parted.

"No, I'm not going to die, you're thinking too much, Ares."

But Sylvanas in front of him obviously didn't care about what the paladin said in front of him. She continued to help Ares tidy up the room, as if a good life was about to begin, not over.

"Listen to me, I don't want to see you die, Sylvanas."

Seeing that the queen didn't take her words seriously, Ares was a little excited, and even put her arms around the slender waist of the Windranger.

This hug pulled Sylvanas into his arms, and Mount Everest on the queen's chest was not even a few millimeters away from her chest......

Ares could feel Sylvanas' heartbeat and the slight resistance, but soon, she stopped struggling and put her hand on Ares' lips.

"I don't want you to say any more stupid things, Ares, lo and behold, you are now the councilor of Silvermoon City, and you have the power to participate in the meetings of Silvermoon City, a glory that no amount of people can buy with wealth, and you have it. Forget about the abominable scourge and the undead, it's in the land where you once lived, not here, where not only the Silvermoon Ranger Guard, but also Anas and his mage corps, we are safe. ”

Sylvanas said softly.