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The Fadores used to be part of the Shaldorei. Apart from those prisoners who deserved to be exiled, there were also many poor people who were framed and exiled because of internal struggles.

Suramar has decided to formally abolish the closed decision and re-establish contact with the outside world.

If she doesn't want to tear herself apart with her neighbor Fadore, who is also active in the Suramar area, Talisa must find a way to build a good relationship with them.

For those well-informed nobles who pretended to be dead in advance, Talisa really couldn't catch them for a while.

At this moment, Fadore handed over the knife.

That being the case, don't blame the old sister for being cruel.

Those sons of great nobles who participated in the nasty thing of framing your colleagues back then, stand up and resist, otherwise don't blame Talisa for taking care of the families behind you.

Faldore strongly demanded that Talisa hand over those despicable villains who framed her own race, and their attitude continued to put pressure on Suramar's side.

Coupled with the fact that Quel'Dorei, represented by Kael'thas, judged right and wrong from an objective standpoint, Talisa deliberately pretended that she couldn't bear the pressure, and transferred the blame to those families who had committed crimes.

The public grievances have just subsided, and the nobles who were almost hung up on the lampposts still have lingering fears and are unwilling to cause trouble at this juncture.

And even the upper elf nobles are not monolithic.

The nobles who had not participated in this matter gloated at the sidelines, wishing that the status of those families that caused troubles would decline, and they would climb up to replace them.

Under the pressure of many parties, the offender's family finally relented and reluctantly handed over their children, asking them to sincerely apologize to Fadore who was framed.

Originally, Justina and the others planned to kill these scum directly to vent their anger.

But under the peace of Kael'thas, they finally agreed to keep these guys alive.

But as a punishment, those who participated in framing colleagues will also be exiled from the city, and they will not be allowed to return to Suramar for one year, nor will they receive any help from the family. The purpose is to let them experience the wild life of Suramar harsh environment.

As for how many of these people can survive the crazy attack of the withered one year later?

That depends on their good fortune, life and death have their own destiny.

So far, the turmoil in the Suramar area has completely subsided, and the only thing that is worth worrying about is the Withered who are still rampant in the wild.

The birth of the Withered was also the fault of Shaldorei, and Suramar should of course bear the follow-up responsibility.

On this matter, one of the magisters in the Suramar Arcane Society made some suggestions.

This magister is named Keldanus. According to him, he once participated in one of the exiles, accidentally captured a withered man trying to break through the barrier, and brought him back to his laboratory for research. .

This research has been going on for nearly a hundred years and has achieved great results.

Keldanas' research report is basically consistent with the conclusions that the barrage told Sharlayan.

The withered's minds have been burned out by their insatiable hunger for mana, and not even the help of Arcan'dor can turn them back to what they were.

But according to Keldanas's research, it should be possible to use some special magic essence to appease the withered, making them less manic and aggressive.

Kael'thas jokingly made an analogy, describing the changes of the Withered as wild dogs being tamed into domestic dogs.

With such an academic center as Nars Academy, the Suramars in ancient times were outstanding, and talents like Keldanas were by no means rare.

However, due to the solidified promotion channels and the ever-existing class oppression, it is difficult for the vast majority of civilian-born talents to be reused. Keldanas is a typical example.

Talisa is determined to change this distorted situation, and uses the promotion of Keldanas as a signal to start using talented people from the commoner class.

However, in order to avoid a strong reaction from the noble class, Talisa must still consider carefully when selecting talents.

In Sharlayan's words, this is called boiling frogs in warm water, relying on the endless emergence of poor family talents to erode the traditional advantages of nobles bit by bit.

In view of this, Talisa intends to rebuild the Nazaras Academy, which has always adhered to the concept of teaching without discrimination, and gradually break the monopoly of high-end elves and nobles on high-end industries.

However, rebuilding Narsalas College is a huge project, and it cannot be completed overnight.

This matter still needs a long-term plan, at least to obtain the permission of Elisande, and it is best to get the full support of Quel'Thalas.

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"It's still half a year before Arcandor matures..."

In the lower residential area of ​​Shar Alran, Sharlayan was lying on the bed with his legs up and dangling in boredom.

"Ha~ So boring."

Scratching his hair irritably, Sharlayan turned to look at Valeera who was maintaining her weapon.

"Suramar has calmed down temporarily. Everyone is busy with their work. Should we also find something to do?"

Valeera rolled her eyes angrily: "Don't, I figured it out, you guys can only do a disservice to the construction of internal affairs that requires practical hands."

"As long as you don't reach out to 'help' and just stand aside and play tricks, I believe everyone will be grateful to you."

Sharlayan's face was a little uneasy: "Isn't it just that I messed up a few times... I obviously wanted to help out of good intentions."

Stellagosa, who was teaching Little Tina, covered her mouth and snickered: "You have a quick temper, and you are not suitable for jobs that require patience."

"However, half a year is indeed a long time. We can't just spend time in Shal'Aran, or... go back to Quel'Thalas to rest?"

Valeera's long ears perked up vigilantly, and she squinted her eyes to look at Stellagosa.

"I always feel that you have other plans in mind."

Stellagosa curled her lips: "You are too sensitive, I can have any plans, but I just want to pass the boring time."

Sharlayan ignored the quarrel between the two. After a period of running-in, he has gradually become accustomed to the small daily friction between the two.

Valeera and Stellagosa both have a sense of propriety, they won't really quarrel, at most they are playing lip service to each other.

The two seem to be gradually getting used to each other's existence, and it's unknown if Sharlayan's three delusions have occurred.

"Hey~"

Jumping up from the bed, Salayan twisted his body and moved around on the spot.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, there will be no troubles in Suramar for the time being, let's go out for a walk."

Valeera shrugged her shoulders noncommittally: "Okay, where are you going? You don't want to find Hela in Stormheim to 'talk about the old days', do you?"

Sharlayan spread his hands dumbfounded: "How is that possible."

"Stormfjord is the place where Hela's **** abyss is most closely connected with the material world, similar to the relationship between Drustvar and the Blighted Realm. I'm not so stupid to fall into the tiger's mouth."

As a native of the Broken Isles, Stellagosa tilted her head and said, "If you don't go to Stormheim...then the whole Broken Isles, you only have never been to Highmountain."

Sharlayan nodded along the way: "That's right, I plan to go around Highmountain, say hello to those Highmountain tauren, and get to know the black dragon who lives in seclusion there."

"Um…"

Stellagosa frowned and thought about it: "Are you sure that black dragon is not as violent as his other compatriots?"

"If your information is correct, that guy is an adult black dragon and a direct descendant of Deathwing's royal family. Once we fight, the three of us alone will definitely not be opponents."

"This..."

Sharlayan took a moment to glance at the bullet screen: "It should be no problem~lightnovelpub.net~ He is willing to stay in Highmountain and live with the tauren for thousands of years, and he should not be the kind of irritable old man who gets angry at every turn, otherwise Highmountain It won’t be the calm and peaceful look it has now.”

Stellagosa considered for a while before reluctantly agreeing: "Okay, but just in case, we'd better hide our identity and find a way to test him first."

"Okay, let's go hiking... Tina, are you going?"

Tinagosa, who had been listening all the time, immediately pricked up her ears, flapped her little wings and threw herself into Salayan's arms.

"Go! I also want to see the scenery on the mountain!"

Sharlayan doted on the little guy's forehead with his finger: "Naughty ghost... okay, then let's go."

"Target, Highmountain!"

"Oh!"