Chapter Twenty-Nine: National Reactions and the Feast
History refers to this day as the day of the Windranger's Cleansing. www.biquge.info On this day, except for the dying blasphemers and the nobles who tried to possess the three Windranger sisters, all the nobles and forces who usually had political disagreements or bad attitudes with the Windranger family and the Ranger Force were all arrested and escorted to the grove where the god of magic came.
The ensuing scene frightened the entire Quel'Salas, and thousands of people spewed green flames from their facial features at the same time, and the whole person was instantly engulfed in flames, turning into a pitch-black charcoal. The corpses are solidified by magic, and the char will remain forever in the clearing of the grove crystallized by the arcane. There is only one survivor, the Sun King Anastrian. He fell to his knees in horror, trembling like a sieve, and no longer had the courage to look into the terrible eye in the sky.
Sylvanas, the enforcer of all this, is privately referred to by the High Elves as the bloody and ruthless little Windranger. Everyone now clearly knows that the second child of the Windranger family is countless times more decisive and ruthless than her sister Aurelia.
Not to mention ... She also has the support of the god of magic behind her, and some gossip begins to go viral, and Sylvanas is the chosen one favored by the gods, the agent of the will sent to punish the High Elves.
Quel'Salas announced a few days later that the country would reopen, and the lockdown became a joke. But then the whole world learned the news through various channels, the nobles of the Silver Moon Council wanted to forcibly occupy the woman Aurelia who was determined by the god Hu Feng, so Hu Feng calculated the previous Quel's blatant disobedience to the Night Elves, and reported the new and old hatreds together, and made a small report to the gods.
It is a recognized fact that the legendary existence of the divine envoy Hu Feng is extremely valued and supported by the god of magic. So what happened next is not surprising: the god of magic was furious, removed the suppression of the demon addiction, and then descended to the Eternal Song Forest in person, and Sylvanas became the agent of the will of the gods, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed and killed, and slapped the court of the Sun Chaser with a resounding slap.
And so, Quel'Thalas rejoined the world ... Everyone knows that this awkward quarrel between the High Elves and the original Sect Master Night Elves, the High Elves lost into the sewers. The god standing behind the Night Elves beat the High Elves so hard that they could see who was the boss.
As a loser, there is naturally some price to pay. Soon after, a small surveillance fortress appeared on the border of Quel'Thalas, where a team of Night Elf rangers and mages of the High Elves were to be stationed there, keeping an eye on the High Elves' movements to prevent them from making another mistake while their brains were hot.
The Seven Kingdoms of Humanity were also a little speechless about this, and the High Elves were originally considered an independent country. Now it has become a highly autonomous night elf fiefdom, and it is always monitored by the army.
At this moment, Quel'Salas was surprisingly calm in the country, and the power of the Silver Moon Ranger skyrocketed overnight, but after all, they are of the same clan and will not get to the bottom of it, plus the elves are born with a natural character, so Sylvanas has not done too much. The current Silver Moon Council is all new nobles who are more friendly to the rangers, or fair and just, and get along with the rangers more well.
To put it bluntly, the Ranger forces themselves are not very demanding, they are loyal to Quel'Salas, and they only want to guard and patrol the border dutifully, as long as there is no political intrigue and all kinds of logistical obstacles, they are very satisfied.
The Sun King Anastrian also sobered up a lot, the young and vigorous arrogance of the new king was smoothed out a lot by the god of magic overnight, and the rangers were very face-saving and very good, and they did not implicate the basin of the old Silver Moon Council on him, and they were still loyal to him.
So after Anastrian privately apologized to Aurelia and Sylvanas, the conflict eased. There is no deep hatred between the two, anyway, it was the former council that used to use Anastrian's youthful and immature characteristics to his own benefit, and now that the old Silver Moon Council has been eradicated, Anastrian is not a very narrow-minded person who can't let go, and everything is back on track after giving in.
The battle between the elves came to an end, and both sides were silent about the day of the purge, and the turmoil caused by this event was subsided for a while.
Kalimdor Continent, Sulama City.
A grand and ordinary banquet was held in the courtyard of the stars in the city, and the upper elves loved banquets and were addicted to banquets.
The walls of the courtyard were covered with transparent white veils made of crystal spider silk, and countless shimmering magic gems adorned them, and even the plants in the courtyard gave everything for the banquet: the arcane crystallized plants emitted a purple hazy glow, and bursts of enchanting fragrance filled the air.
The maids dressed sexily showed off the curves of the elves perfectly. They walked through the courtyard with silver trays, all of which were filled with glasses made of magic crystals.
It is said that it is ordinary, such a banquet is held at least three times a week, and they hold the banquet for all kinds of strange reasons, what is to celebrate the collection of books in Sulama City has exceeded 500,000 volumes, what is to celebrate the expansion of the arcane barrage condensed by Lord Elisander, what is to celebrate the baby of the Night Elves, the World Tree has grown dozens of meters taller, and the ghost knows how they came to the conclusion that the World Tree has developed again!
This time is no exception, in order to celebrate the High Elves' confession, there is a proper banquet!
Tyrande, the Priestess of the Moon, sat on a bench in the courtyard with a glass of fruit wine, looking helpless. Among the Night Elves Triumvirate, they have captured her every time to participate in this uncomfortable banquet. But who makes her look like she has the most time ...
Her husband Malfurion slept every day, and Garrod Shadowsong ran around the Night Elf territory all year round, and it was easy not to return to Darnassus. She is the only one who sits on the World Tree all year round, so the upper elves must invite her to every banquet.
"Yo, Lord Tyrande, why don't you go to the middle of the lively courtyard and sit here by yourself. ”
Ellie Sander also held a glass of fruit wine and walked slowly.
Tyrande shrugged, "If there were fewer banquets, I think I'd be interested in getting involved." The moon god testifies that the traditions of your upper elves are terrible. ”
Elisandra sat next to Tyrande and chuckled at the words. "You misunderstand us, priestess. We upper elves love to feast ... It started after the gods saved us. ”
"Oh, why is that?"