Soon, as agreed with Sasin, Azhara cut the Dark Troll's deficiencies and took with her those who were willing to follow her, while the latter remained as his clan chieftain, leading over the remaining people who did not want to follow Azhara on adventures, or who did not trust her as she was. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention, there are not many people in this part, even accounting for more than half of the entire tribe's population, and they don't want to go through the mountains and rivers to find another home, so they finally choose to stay.

"Lord Azshara, why did you promise that guy Sachim, instead of taking everyone with him?" When one of the maids brought up the question again, Azhara just smiled softly.

This is something that Gulawo could not understand until he died, and even paid with his life for it, but the other youngest maid Vasqi, who was with Azhara, had fully understood the holy will of the Lord: "Stupid, of course because those people are a trouble!" ”

"In front of Lord Vaschi, how did you speak!"

The eldest lady-in-waiting, Shandora, reprimanded her for being the longest-serving maid of Azhara, a position similar to that of the chief maid, and the young Vasqui shrugged her neck in fear. However, the beautiful and wise leader in front of them didn't seem to be angry, but waved his hand and easily forgave Vasqi's mistakes: "Forget it, Sandora, Vaschi is still a child, and his personality will inevitably jump out of his mind, which is also a good thing." ”

"Lord Aishara, you are too easy to talk to, and it is not convenient to establish your authority in front of your subordinates." Shandora complained, but she knew the general situation, knew how to protect Azhara's dignity and face, and quickly followed her will and stopped pursuing it.

Instead, Vasqui stuck out her tongue at her and grimaced when Sandora wasn't looking.

This action was caught by Azhara's eyes: "Then Vasqi, you come and tell everyone why I left Sasin a dog's life, and handed over more than half of the remaining people to him, according to your answer, I will consider whether to blame you for your recklessness just now, or give you to Shandora and let her teach you a good lesson in etiquette." ”

There are no glasses in this era, otherwise it must be very commensurate with this majestic lady-in-wait, and a stern light bloomed in Shandora's eyes and shot at Vaschi, as if to show that she would not be soft.

Vasqui shuddered.

She looked at Azhara, the silver-haired, golden-eyed priestess with an unpredictable smile on her lips, and she began to regret her rash actions, but she still stubbornly - after all, her etiquette class was not fully decided.

If she had said the answer that Lord Azhara wanted.

Vasqi began to sort out the fragments of the language, and said hesitantly, "First of all, because the clans that followed us away were the most elite part of the clan, and their bloodlines were pure, and they all supported Lord Aishara. ”

Aishara nodded and smiled encouragingly, "That's a good point, but then what?" ”

Probably encouraged by the worshippers, Vaschi's nervousness eased a lot, and his words finally became fluent: "Besides, there are a large number of supporters of the old leader Baird among the dark trolls, they are supporters of the old leader's policy of closing off the entire clan, diehards, even if they leave with us, they will become the creators of strife in the future, it is better to take this opportunity to give up." ”

Ishsara, smiling noncommittally, continued, "Anything else?" ”

"And ......," Vasqi scratched his head.

Speaking of which, she couldn't think about it anymore, but at her age, it was very rare to be able to understand this step.

"Looks like you've spared your etiquette lesson, Vaschi." When Azhara said this, Vassky looked at her with joy and almost jumped up and cheered, but Azhara added, "For the time being." ”

Seeing Vasqui's puzzled gaze, Aishara explained, "Because your answer is not complete enough, and you only see the surface. ”

The wise and intelligent Night Elves did not hide the information, she trusted them, it was they who won over the clan of the dark trolls for her, and she did not worry at all that what she said at the moment would leak out, because everyone was an accomplice in this plan.

"As you said, some of the people who left with us were the elite of the tribe, and many of the people who stayed there were diehards, who refused to change and turned a blind eye to the cliffs in front of them and went all the way to the dark, so this is one of the reasons why I abandoned them. ”

She paused, turned back through the migratory procession, looked at the mist-shrouded forest, and suddenly asked, "Don't you feel the smell of blood that fills it?" ”

Some of the maids turned their heads and raised their noses to sniff, which made Azhara sigh helplessly, it seems that not everyone is so talented.

She also felt that Gulavo was a target to be wooed before.

Although she was under the impression that the young chief was a little stubborn, most of them were positive. But when she came back this time, when she spoke to him, she was disappointed that instead of a leader leading the people forward, she saw a vulgar, filthy beast full of selfish desires.

It soon became clear to Aishara that the person who had made such a drastic change in his impression was not Gulavo himself, but Aishara himself.

He may be the talent the dark trolls need, but not the Night Elves—Azhara made the judgment almost quickly.

He couldn't see the true meaning of her selection of Sasin to complete the assassination, and even changed her plan for the sake of the fame, displeasure, and self-righteousness that was about to be abandoned, so after that, Aishara also changed her plan, and crossed Gulavo's name from her list for good, though she had to admit that with his help, it was much easier for her to achieve this result.

"The real reason is because of hatred." Aishara said.

"Hate?" The maids still didn't understand.

But Azhara wasn't going to explain any more, she didn't expect them all to understand, because it wasn't necessary, she just needed them to be loyal to her, but she still glanced at Vaschi, the youngest maid with her, "Do you understand?" ”

Vasqi looked up forcefully as if trying to understand something, and looked at Azhara.

The latter took the answer from her eyes, smiled, and said nothing further.

This is just the inconspicuous scene that happened when this mighty team left Mount Hyjal, and after today, they will leave this foothill, through the winding path of Felwood Forest to the Poplar Valley, and then follow the path they came from, back to the starry, magical power of the lake, to build a true home for the Night Elves.