"It's been many years, but I didn't expect to see Lordaeron rebuild one day."

Standing on the balcony of King Lordaeron's former chamber in King Lordaeron, Ares sighed. Sylvanas, leaning against the railing, turned her head with a melancholy smile on her lips.

"There were so many things we didn't expect. The future is always unclear. ”

She smiled faintly. Elegant and delicate like a melancholy goddess.

"Sylvanas...... Once, I was just a very ordinary person, without many lofty ideals or lofty ambitions, and even, I was easily satisfied. I thought that I only needed to get a house, a territory of my own, a kind and pure wife, and this life would be enough. However, many years later, I realized that many things were not what I imagined and expected. Many times, we can only go with the flow, living in such an era, not what you want to do. ”

Overlooking the city of Lordaeron, Ares said with emotion. The sunset is like a golden blanket covering the entire city of Lordaeron, it is so beautiful that it looks like a city out of an oil painting. Standing on the top of the royal city, you can vaguely hear the shouts of small traders and vendors in the city and the noise of citizens coming and going in the city streets. With the beautiful sunset and sunset, it constitutes a beautiful picture.

"Indeed, before Quel'Salas was destroyed, I thought I could change something by myself. But it turns out that we can't change anything...... Many years later, I realized that this might be fate. ”

Sylvanas turned her head and stared at Ares, returning earnestly.

Seven years have passed, and in the whole seven years, Ares has become an uncle in his thirties, with a much thicker beard and a lot of fat in his body, and Sylvanas in front of him does not seem to have changed at all. In addition to her melancholy eyes, her appearance remained that of her early twenties. The years don't seem to have left a trace on her.

"Destiny...... Perhaps...... I've always had a little better luck......"

Ares said, turning his head to look at the sky in the distance. There, the fiery sunset and the fiery red clouds are like a reappearance of the old days.

"Sylvanas, stay. Stay in Lordaeron and act as Lordaeron's liaison with Silvermoon City. ”

Ares said suddenly.

Their gaze softened.

"But Quel'Salas ......"

"Quel'Salas has your sister Winlessa here."

Ares chimed in.

Sylvanas turned her head to stare at Ares, her long hair ruffled by the gentle evening breeze, and her blue eyes shimmered with erratic emotion.

Finally, Windranger nodded earnestly.

"Thank you......"

Ares smiled knowingly.

In a special mood, the two got closer and closer. Eventually, Sylvanas couldn't take it anymore and stood on tiptoe in front of Ares, her cherry red lips covering Ares'...... They kissed passionately, just as they had done in Quel'Thalas. Forgetting everything around her, forgetting who they were, Sylvanas wrapped her arms around Ares' neck, and Ares wrapped her arms around Windranger's slender waist. The sunset stretched the figures of the two, and at this moment, it was beautiful, even poignant...... This belated warmth, this belated love, has gone through the years, with a slight sadness......

……

After settling Sylvanas and Liadrin, Ares began to devote himself to the revitalization of Lordaeron.

"The Tifaris Glades, the Silver Pine Forest, the Alterac Hills, and the Hillsbrad Hills, which are located south of Lordaeron, are less affected by the plague, and will be our rear in the future should the War of the Dead start again. Alterac Hill has a large number of high-quality ore veins that could be a major base for the military industry, the Hillsbrad Hills are rich in forestry resources, and the town of Southsea could be expanded into a large port to facilitate our trade with Stormwind. Moreover, Gilneth, Dalaran and Lordaeron are all located in these areas, which happens to be an iron triangle, and once the war starts, it will be easy to support each other. We need to speed up the construction of the road network between the three places. By allowing troops and supplies to move quickly through the Silver Pines Forest, Lake Lordamere will become an important waterway for us. We have to tighten our belts to get by, and for the sake of Lordaeron's long-term development, we must plan every expense right now. Put your money to good use. ”

At the council, Ares confidently talked about his vision and plans, although these plans may take years, even more than ten years to complete, but with the concept, there is a direction. Most of the civilian delegates nodded in appreciation. What Ares described to them was almost the kingdom of Lordaeron in its heyday. Even more prosperous than the kingdom of Lordaeron in its heyday, once the town of Nanhai is expanded into a large city, then the north-south trade of the eastern continent will be more prosperous than ever, and the voyage of Stormwind's fleet to bring goods to Lordaeron will be greatly reduced. It is even possible that the town of Southsea will become the next Stratholme, shifting the economic center of Lordaeron.

"Leave the Western Plague Land to the Knights, and we will do everything we can to purify the land. In addition, several outpost fortresses have been built in the Eastern Plaguelands to closely monitor the movements of the Scourge Legion. Migration should not be encouraged until these two areas have been purified. Unarmed civilians are not equipped to deal with the threat of the undead that arises anytime and anywhere. We should do everything possible to protect people's lives. In addition, I propose to encourage childbearing and allocate a part of the budget to fiscal expenditure as alimony and incentives. Reward the women who have contributed to the Republic of Lordaeron. ”

Standing in the council hall of Lordaeron, Ares spoke eloquently. Many civilian delegates picked up quill pens and wrote them down word by word. However, there were also many nobles, who looked expressionless, and preferred to sit on the sidelines indifferently, staring at Ares with a suspicious gaze, staring at the man on the field who had begun to criticize the Republic within a few days of returning from a foreign country. Even though he is a High Lord, a hero of Azeroth, and the leader of the Knights of the Silver Hand, so what? Having experience in military affairs and strategy and tactics does not mean that you also have experience in politics. Lordaeron is no longer what it used to be, it has become a whole new country. Too many things, not the same.

After Ares finished speaking, the audience burst into warm, long-lasting applause. However, Whitemayne and Drum noticed the indifferent expressions of the big nobles on the sidelines.