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"It turns out that those big guys are tauren."

Sharlayan had heard of the tauren race from the barrage.

Since he still had the important task of saving his father, Sharlayan only observed the war situation between the tauren and the centaur from a distance.

The tauren, known as the strongest step-fighting race by the barrage, was being crushed by the centaur at this time.

The tauren are indeed physically strong and powerful.

But the centaur just doesn't fight the tauren head-on, relying on its powerful mobility to hang the tauren from a distance and shoot arrows.

The slow-footed tauren couldn't catch up with the nimble centaur at all, and was crushed and beaten from the beginning to the end.

Valeera turned her gaze to Shandris: "Aren't the night elves and the tauren ancient allies? Aren't you going to help?"

Shandris spread her hands helplessly: "I want to help, but without the order from above, I can't send troops at will."

"Mother said that the night elves have always followed the rules of nature, and nature is inherently survival of the fittest."

"If the tauren can't beat the centaur, it only proves that they can't adapt to this ever-changing world, and the night elves won't intervene rashly."

Sharlayan sneered and complained: "What nonsense, if you don't help the ancient allies the tauren level the centaurs now, then it will be your night elves' turn to experience the 'survival of the fittest'."

A faint wry smile appeared on Shandris's face: "Don't say it, mother... Sometimes you are really stubborn, and only Archdruid Malfurion can persuade him."

"Malfurion has been sleeping in the Emerald Dream for many years, and he handed over the management of the material world to his most proud apprentice, Fandral Staghelm. However, the relationship between his mother and Fandral...is very bad."

Sharlayan and Valeera exchanged glances, and both of them showed expressions of sympathy.

Sharlayan: "To use a saying I've heard...every family has its own scriptures that are hard to recite."

…

With business in hand, Sharlayan had no time to meddle in the affairs of the tauren and centaurs.

...Anyway, even if he gets rid of it, he is definitely not the one who suffers.

Going north along the Mulgore Grassland, they crossed the complex Stonetalon Mountains, Ashvale covered by towering giant trees, and Felwood Forest. The three of them landed by a large, quiet lake.

Looking down from a high altitude, the waves of this great lake are as flat as a mirror, with a faint silver-white light glowing on the surface of the lake, and there seems to be some kind of special power in the lake water.

"This is Luna Lake, and Moonlight Grove is named after this lake."

After jumping off the back of the tired hippogryph, Shandris briefly introduced to Sharlayan and Valeera the iconic sights of Moonglade and the origin of its name.

"Shuh!"

Suddenly, there was a violent sound of leaves rubbing against the woods by the lake, and the dense trees parted to both sides against the natural logic, as if they were making way for someone.

"Ah~ So it's little Shandris, it's been a long time."

A huge creature with the body of a deer came out from the forest path, and greeted Shandris with a gentle and familiar voice.

With him gone, the divided trees closed again.

Sharlayan narrowed his eyes, looking thoughtfully at this strange-looking "deer man".

‘The forest is actively making way for him? Is this person...'

Sharlayan originally thought he was Cenarius, the demigod of the forest, but Shandris' response surprised him a bit.

"Long time no see, Remulos, nothing major happened in Moonglade?"

"Haha~ what can happen."

Remulos was more than 3 meters tall, and Shandris, who was more than 2 meters tall, looked like a child in front of her.

Bending down and hugging Shandris, the creature called Remulos turned its gaze to Sharlayan and Valeera who were full of astonishment.

"These two are... Highborne?"

When the term was spoken, Remulos' eyes did not show any discrimination or disgust, but only curiosity.

"let me introduce."

Shandris walked between the two sides, and first said to Sharlayan and Valeera, "This is the son of Cenarius, the guardian of Moonglade, Remulos."

"Remulos, Sharlayan, and Valeera come from Quel'Thalas on the other side of the sea. They are the people under the rule of the descendants of Dath'Remar Sunstrider. They now call themselves Quel'dorei (high elves)."

【Quel'dorei (High Elf), Sin'dorei (Blood Elf), Kaldorei (Night Elf), Shaldorei (Night Sons), Rondorei (Void Elf), Faldorei (Spider Elf). 】

[How many branches do your elves have? They are all of Lei's generation. 】

[The word Lei is not bad, in fact, Lei is the meaning of X elf in Elvish language. 】

Sharlayan ignored the barrage discussion, and together with Valeera politely saluted Remulos, the son of the demigod.

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Remulos."

"Haha~ don't be so cautious."

Remulos waved his big tree branch-like hands heartily: "Just call me Remulos."

"By the way, Shandris, shouldn't you be stationed in Feralas? Why come to Moonglade when you have time?"

Shandris: "Thanks to Sharlayan and Valeera's help, my mission in Feralas has been successfully completed. This trip is to find Eranikus to get the fragment of the Quicksand Scepter."

"The quicksand scepter?"

Remulos, who loved to laugh, became serious: "Why are you looking for that thing? You don't want to restart the War of Quicksand, do you?"

"of course not."

Shandris briefly explained Sharlayan's purpose to Remulos.

"Julian Deep Shadow..." Remulos looked up and recalled: "I have a little impression of this name, it seems to be Inas's mortal companion?"

Curiously observing around Salayan, Remulos asked the uncomfortable Salayan enthusiastically: "Son, I can feel that there is a very strong life force in your body, and there are druid spells. traces, then...can you become a dragon?"

"Uh~"

The corner of Sharlayan's mouth twitched.

Although Shandris didn't say anything, curiosity was evident in her eyes.

"...Yes, but it cannot be transformed into a complete dragon form, at least not for the time being."

In front of Remulos, Sharlayan transformed the dragonman.

"Oh! It's actually golden scales, and it uses the druid's transfiguration principle. It's interesting, so interesting!"

Seeing Remulos dancing happily, Shandris sighed helplessly.

"Remulos, we still have business to do. Let's slowly study Sharlayan's transfiguration when we have time... Can you tell us where Eranikus is?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm so excited."

Remulos regained his composure, but his gaze continued to flick to Sharlayan.

"Eranikus is sleeping outside Stormrage's lair. His soul is still busy in the dreamland. Do you want me to send you into the Emerald Dreamland?"

Shandris nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

Remulos patted his chest confidently: "Put it on me."

"Little Sharlayan, remember to come to me when you have time, I can help you perfect the dragon-man transformation ~lightnovelpub.net~ and even... even go a step further."

Sharlayan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Going further? Could it be..."

"Yes."

Remulos said with some doubts: "The blood of the dragon in your body is very pure. It is not so much a dragon man as it is a humanoid dragon. In theory, it can be transformed into a dragon prototype."

"However, the specific situation needs more in-depth research to confirm. In addition, I need my father's help. Let's discuss it slowly when you have time."

"Is the dragon prototype..."

Salayan nodded thoughtfully to Remulos: "Okay, let's talk about it after I rescue my father and wake up my mother. Thank you, Remulos."

"Small, I told you not to be so polite."

Remulos has a good personality and can quickly get along with anyone with good intentions.

But on the other hand, he can also be very keenly aware of the malice in others' hearts, and he has another attitude when dealing with enemies.

Led by Remulos, the three came to Malfurion's sleepy Stormrage lair, and found the green dragon warrior Eranikus curled up in a ball.

The size of Eranikus is larger than Inas's body. According to the barrage, he is the strongest green dragon in the Green Dragon Army except Queen Ysera.

"Are you ready?"

When Sarlayan, Valeera, and Shandris sat down cross-legged, Remulos raised his hands and began to prepare spells.

The emerald green halo surrounded the three of them, and Sharlayan's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably due to the intense sleepiness.

"All right."

"I'm fine."

"Go ahead, Remulos."

Remulos nodded solemnly: "I hope you can successfully achieve your goals during this trip, then... let's go."

"The gate of dreams!"