In the large hall, the vaulted ceiling is pure black with unknown luminous objects, and the bright red is surrounded by oval curved walls, which stretches the original wide space even more. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Although the space is large, there are actually only a dozen chairs in the whole room, simply arranged around a large hollow round table, but the chair on the east side is larger, and the chairs that are close around are far larger than the others.

A crisp scream sounded, and several huge round arches suddenly appeared on the wall of the hall, and several high-ranking male elves wearing gorgeous aristocratic robes walked out of the interior one after another, most of the grades were not small, all the way to the round table wordlessly, and quietly sat on the chairs that seemed to have been sat many times, and after a few minutes, when another treacherous sound sounded in front of the table, a fiery red figure seemed to come out of the mirror, and suddenly walked to the table, turned around and sat firmly in the position of the main seat.

"Ipugil hasn't arrived yet?"

The fiery red light slowly dispersed, revealing a brilliant crimson robe, long golden hair neatly tied behind his head, and a crown of several bright stars on the top of his head clearly illuminated a face that looked less than thirty but was full of vicissitudes, and the second monarch of Quel'Thalas, Anastarian Sunchaser, tilted his head, as if to say to the air beside him.

"Your Majesty, the news just came that Advisor Ipgill just arrived in Weatherwind City not long ago!"

A vague phantom appeared on the right side of the Sun King, and he bowed his head slightly.

Nodding slightly, Anastarian glanced at the other people present, although there were fifteen seats in the entire hall, including his main seat, in fact, it had never been full since the High Elves had been at war with the trolls. Although in the end, Quel'Thalas won the race war by borrowing the human sea tactics, the victors were also scarred, and too many of the original big clans and even the famous nobles during the primeval Night Elf Empire disappeared silently in this war, so that now, after thousands of years of recuperation, only nine seats have a master.

Although for any king, this meeting in front of him, which greatly constrained the royal power, no matter how disgusted he was, but for these old guys sitting in front of him, no matter how unpleasant he looked, he would not show it on his face, after thousands of years of emperor career, he is no longer the elf prince who relied on the wings of the first emperor, and has long been familiar with how to deal with all the affairs of the emperor with a face impermanent, including protecting his children like his own father...

Retracting his gaze slightly cold, Anastarian tapped on the table in front of him, and a scroll appeared in front of him, and with a wave of his hand, the scroll flew lightly in front of the nearest person on the left.

"Huh..."

Reaching out to take the scroll and spreading it gently, the elven mage wearing a light blue aristocratic robe, originally glanced at it casually, but after seeing the content clearly, he whispered a few words to himself in some surprise, and then folded the scroll as usual and threw it at will, and the scroll fell firmly in front of the person next to him.

In this way, the eight members of the Royal Court Council present all looked at the scroll in turn with different faces, and finally returned to the Sun King's hands.

"It should be something that is more than 4,000 years old!!The Bloodline Reincarnation Elixir is one of the few secrets of the highest level of the Demon Pattern Explorer. ”

With his hands crossed on the table, diagonally opposite Anastarian, an extremely old-looking elf spoke slowly, but his voice was very crisp and loud like that of a teenager, and after finding that the eyes of the elves were focused, the old elf paused and continued.

"I remember that at the height of the war, the Guardians of that generation proposed a plan to recruit foreign warriors to help protect Quel'Thalas..."

"Exotic warriors..."

A councillor next to the Sun King said after a thoughtful glance at the old elf.

"Panda people, minotaurs, and... Kadore..."

The old elf pursed his lips and said slowly.

Although the High Elves were expelled by the original Night Elf civilians, they eventually crossed the ocean and settled in Quel'Thalas. On the surface, there are fundamentally irreconcilable contradictions and hatred between the two elven kingdoms separated by the endless sea, one east and one south, but in fact, whether it is the high-level who can decide the fate of the kingdom here, or the ordinary high-level elves at the bottom, after thousands of years of interval, they have lost the concept of hatred for those distant relatives who are almost far away in the sky, but suddenly heard that there were a few night elf elites who participated in the national war between Quel'Salas and Zuaman, and the elven councilors still showed strange expressions, but they didn't say anything。

"Pandaren warrior monks, minotaur warriors, and Kadore... The Druids have all appeared in the Great War of the Ages, although they did not play a decisive role like the Terrans because of their small numbers, but they did pay for Quel'Thalas, so as a token of gratitude, the Demon Guardian once gave these Exotic warriors a simplified version of the Bloodline Reincarnation Elixir..."

Coughing slightly, the old elf and the Sun King glanced at each other before continuing.

"This scroll secret recipe is missing a lot of things, although some people have made certain modifications on a whim, but in fact, they have completely entered a dead end, even if the refining is successful, it will not have any effect. Originally, the essence of the potion was to refine the essence obtained by some giant creatures with strong flesh and pass it on to the user, and the simplified version is also in this direction, but it also reduces the difficulty of refining and reduces the effect, the initial potion can allow an archmage to instantly have a strong body comparable to the legendary level, but the simplified version is more of a breakthrough potion as a middle-level warrior..."

At this point, the old elf met the Sun King's eyes again, and said after being silent for a while.

"Your Majesty's meaning... I roughly understand, theoretically possible, but on the bright side, it is better to let the arranged shadows be released, after all, because of the recent incident of Kelthugad, Dalaran has reacted violently, and Antonidas even questioned us almost bluntly as a referee, and Lordaeron..."

"Then, it's troublesome for the elders!"

The Sun King smiled slightly, and the scroll in his hand once again floated into the hands of the old elf, and after the other party put it away, he glanced at the other elven councilors with different expressions but did not say a word from beginning to end, and nodded to the elven mage next to the left.

Knowing that he bowed his head slightly respectfully, the elven mage clicked on the table in front of him, and a realistic 3D model appeared in the center of the round table, and the situation in the ghost area was clearly revealed at a glance.

"The first proposal, the garrison of Golden Mist City sent a message, there have been preliminary signs of the fish-man disaster, based on the fact that Golden Mist City has not broken out in this kind of natural disaster for nearly ten years, the scale of this time is likely to reach the full moon level!"

"Taquilin can spare some of the garrison, and the Moon Sanctuary can also support some of the priests!"

"Windranger is ready to help!"

As the first motion was announced, several people sitting around looked at each other for a few minutes, and two of them took the lead in proposing while holding on to the table.

"In recent years, the clergy of the Moon Temple and the Sun Temple have been showing a negative growth trend, and the major temples of Yongge have almost cut off most of the chicks!"

"The manpower of Dysom and Quettarim has always prioritized these two temples!"

"The clansmen in the ghost region were originally just military dependents of the major garrison legions, where did they get any manpower!"

"Then it's impossible to force the clansmen to move outside the Eternal Enchantment!"

"So you mean we can give up the Wraith Lands?"

"Ahem!"

Seeing that the lively royal court meeting had a tendency to develop towards the vegetable market, in the slight cough of the Sun King, it instantly quieted down, and after all the councilors glanced at each other, they all looked at the king on the main seat.

"Quetalin supports the garrison of the three brigades, the Moon Sanctuary supports the priesthood of the two squads, and the Windranger is ready to support!"

Tapping a few lots on the 3D projection, Anastarian made up his mind.

"Obey the royal orders!"

With the Sun King's decision, the other councilors bowed their heads slightly at the same time.

The second motion...

"Ipjirqing, hard work!"

Looking at the royal advisor who slowly walked in, the Sun King said with a smile.

As the six-yearly Spring Moon Conference, it is one of the several power feasts in the upper echelons of the High Elves, not only with the content of the Royal Court Meeting that year, but also with the negotiation of some specific details of the next six years by the major clans, which is regarded as a banquet for the distribution of interests within the High Elves, which generally lasts for about a week, and the first day of the Council has just begun, so the Sun King met with his advisors in the side hall.

"Come to think of it, Your Majesty has already taken out that potion?"

"That's right, the Elder of the Dawn Blade recognized it at a glance, and also agreed to the next plan!

"Before the oath of the emperor, it is the duty of the minister! The minister didn't expect that a small fish that had escaped could lead to such a clever plan, but I don't know how the human side reacted!"

"As long as Minahil is willing to take the bait, then Lordaeron will go into the water, and as soon as Lordaeron moves, the entire human race will have to accompany him to smash down!"

Still smiling, Anastarian tapped one finger on the armrest of the table and chair, and said firmly.

"In this way, the garrison of the Zuamai side can be drawn at least forty percent..."

"Your Majesty, isn't forty percent a bit much..."

Hearing this, Ipugil was stunned and said with some uncertainty.

"It's not much... Zumashal is Zu Aman's back door, those beasts will definitely not give up, as long as the human army presses up and continues to encircle and suppress, it will eventually touch Zurgin's bottom line nerves and increase the strength of this area!"

Shaking his head, the Sun King glanced casually at the door, and a phantom figure stood there respectfully.

"Ipgil Qing!"

"In!"

"Let's meet those old antiques with the orphans!"

"Obey the Imperial Command!" (To be continued.) )