Due to someone's overly conservative development strategy, for 10,000 years, the Night Elves have always kept only one acre and three points of land, and have never thought of expanding externally.

They didn't even plan to take back the two pieces of Winterspring Valley and Azhara that were already their own.

The development of Winterspring Valley has been proposed by Mavi, and she herself rushed to Winterspring Valley to personally supervise it.

However, the area of Al Sara, which has been abandoned for many years, is still untouched.

Salayan was incomprehensible.

The Azshara region can be built with a little repair, so why the Night Elves have always been so interested in this area.

"Uh~Well......"

In the face of Sarren's question, Santis's expression was a little embarrassed.

"In a word, Mother...... She didn't like the name and didn't even want to touch it. ”

The corners of Saljan's and Valeera's mouths twitched violently.

Onexia laughed out loud in fear that the world would not be chaotic: "Just because of this? Is she a child? This is true when it comes to the future of the race...... Whining! ”

Valira covered the Black Dragon Princess's mouth expressionlessly, not letting her finish the rest of her words.

"You're being honest with me, and you've forgotten Sarren's warning?"

"Tsk!"

Onexia slapped Valeera's hand away unhappily: "Got it! I'll keep quiet. ”

Someone is the adoptive mother who adopted Santis, and as a human daughter, Santis can't say that she is not.

But as you can tell from her expression, Santis also has a different opinion on the matter.

As a military attaché, Santis can certainly see the important strategic value of the Azhara region, but if someone is holding his neck and refusing to admonish, Santis can only cry out in vain.

Fortunately, the current Dark Night Republic is no longer dominated by some unfamiliar boss, otherwise Sarian would not have bothered to make this trip.

Under the leadership of Santis, the group set off to the top of the mountain again, and after many years, they once again came to the foot of the World Tree Nodashir.

This time, Valera did not suffer from the humiliating altitude sickness as before, and was in a stable state as she rode the elevator up.

Santis informed the Night Council of Salian's visit in advance, and when the five of them took the elevator to the top, Malfurion, the speaker of the council who had stayed behind in the capital, came to greet them in person.

"Count Deep Shadow, welcome to Andarius again."

Malfurion's expression looked a little tired, but his eyes were still bright, as if he had found a sense of fulfillment in the midst of his busyness.

As the first Speaker of the Dark Night Council, Malfurion doesn't have to do everything himself, but he has to take control of the overall situation, arrange the work of the councillors, and reconcile the conflicts between some people, and the workload is not low at all.

It was only after the establishment of the Council of the Night that Malfurion truly realized what a country's decision-making level should look like.

Looking back, he felt that the 10,000 years that someone had been in power were like playing a house, acting entirely on their own preferences and without any professionalism at all.

But there is no way, after all, she is her own stupid mother-in-law, and she can only swallow blood when she knocks out her teeth.

When Malfurion took power, he sent his own foolish woman to deal with theocratic affairs, still running the Elune Sisterhood.

With Elune backing her back, that's exactly her forte.

In addition, Malfurion didn't dare to let her touch other things, no matter how much the stupid lady of the loser blew the wind on the pillow.

After handing over the four of Sarena to the Speaker, Santis waved goodbye to them and returned to Ashenvale to continue training his army.

The last time I came to Andarius was a few years ago, and I was in a hurry, and I didn't even enter the city, just a few words with Malfurion.

This time there was something more important to talk about, and under Malfurion's guidance, the group traveled through the city to the council hall.

Valera, Onexia, and Stellagosa did not follow up in the room, and only Salaen followed Malfurion into the Speaker's office.

Malfurion knew that Salalian had always been in the Three Jewels Hall for nothing, and he didn't like the red tape of his brains.

After offering him a fresh tranquilizing flower tea, the Grand Druid asked straight to the point, "Tell me straight, Sarjan, what is your purpose here?" ”

A smile appeared on Salian's face: "Refreshing, then I don't have to worry about it." ”

"Master of the Wind, have the Night Elves considered developing the Azhara region?"

"Azara?"

Malfurion's brow furrowed slightly, for someone who lived through the era of the Night Empire, it was only natural that they would have a reaction when they heard that name.

However, Malfurion was not a high-priest after all, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.

"What's your plan? What can the Night Republic gain from the development of the Azhara region? ”

"If you are interested in the resources of Northrend, it is imperative to develop the Asshara region, a trade route that will greatly increase the trade income of the Night Republic. ”

Malfurion touched his bushy beard thoughtfully, "You mean, building a port?" ”

"Of course."

Saljan took out his painstakingly drawn map of Azeroth from the spatial package and spread it out on Malfurion's desk.

"It's ......"

Noticing the islands and continents on the map that even the Night Elves didn't know about, Malfurion's expression became serious.

“…… Sarean, can you guarantee the authenticity of this map? ”

Salian smiled confidently: "Of course, I drew this map by myself, and every mark left on it was personally visited." ”

"Pandaria, Zandalara......"

Malfurion's eyes lit up as he looked at the two more obscure place names in the southern part of the Maelstrom.

"Whew~"

Rubbing his eye sockets, Malfurion forced himself to retract his attention.

"Let's not talk about them, you just said, Northrend's resources?"

The Night Elves' record of Northrend is thousands of years old, and it hasn't been a big landing on the cold Arctic continent since Andahir was cut down.

The scouts of the Night Elves had long since heard about the High Elves and Kul Tiras, and knew that they had gone to Northrend one after the other, and had clashed with the local natives.

Coincidentally, these natives are the frost trolls in a pot that can't be in the same pot as the elves.

The High Elves and Dacale didn't surprise Malfurion at all when they fought, it was almost a sure thing.

The Howling Fjords east of Northrend have been considered their own territory, and Grizzly Hills have been opened to both of them due to the collaboration between Quel'Thalas and Grizzly-throated Bears.

With the exception of the Dragonbone Wilderness, which is in the center of the world and no one dares to invade, Quel'Thalas and Kurtiras have taken nearly a third of Northrend's territory.

According to the Night Elf scouts lurking in Northrend, the High Elves of New Sundara City are also digging tunnels southwest of the Crystal Song Forest, and it is unknown where they plan to lead.

Storm cliffs and Icecrown glaciers are cold places, and dogs don't want them.

Zudak is the lair of the Frost Trolls, and is in a tug-of-war with the High Elves.

Stripping away these areas, the only remaining areas of the Borderlands are the Borean Tundra and the Soracha Basin to the west.

Malfurion asked Sallian meaningfully, "Do you want us to take the Borean Tundra and be neighbors with the Blue Dragon?" ”

The island of Khao Dara, the nest of the blue dragon, is located off the coast in the northwest of the tundra, and the young blue dragon often crosses the sea to the tundra to fight tooth sacrifices.

Sarren spread his hands disappreciatively, "With the friendly relationship between the Night Elves and the Dragons, I believe you can handle the differences between you. ”

"Heh~"

Malfurion smiled and shook his head: "It's easy to say, the dragons are not so easy to serve, you should know this better than others." ”

"It's okay."

Sarena pointed his finger at the Soracha Basin, further north of the Borean Tundra.

"If you don't want to have a conflict with the blue dragon, you can use the Borean tundra as a transit point, and plant the Northrend base in the Soracha Basin, where the climate is more suitable."

Malfurion looked at Sarjan with a smile: "Sarjan, you don't think that we don't know the origin of the Solacha Basin, do you?" ”

"Of course I know that the Solacha Basin is the testing ground for Freya, the Guardian of the Titans, but so what? ”

"I'm sure I'll have all the Titan facilities in the Soracha Basin in my own hands, and I assure you that Freya will never be able to take it back."

"Unless she herself arrives from Ulduar in a rage, this Titan Experiment Ground will surely become a land for mortals to live and work in peace and contentment."

Malfurion's pupils narrowed slightly: "Seize the authority of the Titan Guardians?" It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip. ”