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Salayan ignored the barrage of crazy complaints, and after naming the new humanoid arcane puppet Emma, ​​Salayan planned to give it the task of managing the lord's mansion.

Emma's core is the highest version produced by Suramar. Quel'Thalas, which has lost its self-disciplined puppet technology, cannot find such a high-quality core.

However, with the official establishment of diplomatic relations between Quel'Thalas and Suramar, the academic exchanges between the two sides will deepen day by day, and the high-end technology of the Highborne will return to the hands of the Highborne sooner or later.

The Unicorn Village has basically been established, and only the last lord's mansion is still being worked on.

Most of the houses in the village were built by arcane puppets according to several fixed templates, but the design and construction of the lord's mansion used a lot of manpower.

Sharlayan wanted to see the construction of the Lord's Palace from scratch, but even if he returned to Quel'Thalas, he would not be free for a few days.

With the arrival of representatives from Dalaran and Lordaeron, the first Azeroth Conference is finally officially held.

In Dalaran, Antonidas, the chairman of the Kirin Tor, came in person, but until the end, Lordaeron was still unwilling to be the host country.

Terenas appointed his eldest son, Prince Alsace Menethil, who was only 11 years old, to attend the conference instead of him, using the excuse of his legs and feet being ill and unfavorable for his behavior.

Valeera sneered and complained: "Heh~ Is it really meaningful to play such a small trick?"

Sharlayan spread his hands sarcastically: "I'm afraid he is still immersed in the dream of Lordaeron unifying the seven kingdoms of mankind, thinking that he is the most authoritative and influential leader of the Eastern Kingdom."

"Unfortunately, we should do things like dreams after falling asleep. Reality is not so gentle."

The Seven Kingdoms of Humanity... No, among the Six Kingdoms of Humanity, only Dalaran was forced to be tied to Lordaeron due to geopolitical reasons.

Even King Varian, who had received a lot of care from Terenas when he was young, was wary of the Lordaeron King.

The Kingdom of Stormwind is Varian's last inheritance from his father Ryan. He must not just watch other countries annex the Kingdom of Stormwind.

"Let's go, we should go too."

After taking off the casual clothes they wore after returning to Quel'Thalas, Sharlayan and Valeera changed into formal clothes with the help of the smart butler Emma.

"Stella, the territory will be temporarily handed over to you. If there is any trouble with Amani, please send someone to notify us as soon as possible."

This Azeroth conference is a large gathering of mortal races, and it is inconvenient for Stellagosa, who is a dragon race, to come forward.

Besides, she still doesn't know enough about Azeroth's politics and the international situation, so she can only sit on the wax in a daze if she follows her. It's better to stay in the Unicorn Village and wait patiently for the result.

Stellagosa sighed: "Okay, recently I'll make up for the history books of the countries of Azeroth, and I hope that the next international conference will be attended by you."

After returning to Quel'Thalas, the activities of Sharlayan and Stellagosa were restricted, and it was no longer convenient for them to change into dragon forms at will.

However, in addition to being a descendant of the Dragon Race, Sharlayan also has the profession of a druid, and the transformation of the raptor can still be used normally.

Doing as the Romans do, Sharlayan, who took off from the Unicorn Village, transformed into a dragon eagle unique to the Eversong Forest, carrying Valeera to the town of Taquilin.

Unicorn Village has not yet built all the supporting facilities. Once the mage tower is built, and entrusting Melia to introduce a few management mages, Sharlayan can be teleported directly from the capital of the territory to Silvermoon City without going through Taquilin. transit.

During a short stay in Taquilin, Sharlayan saw the ranger troops stationed outside the town in full battle.

The northern part of the forest is in charge of the five legions defending Silvermoon City, and the vast southern forest can only be guarded by ranger troops.

Although Sharlayan didn't think anyone would dare to do anything wrong at this juncture, in order to prevent accidents, he still had to be cautious, cautious and cautious.

If something happens to the leaders of those various races in Quel'Thalas, it will inevitably cause huge damage to Quel'Thalas' national image and interests.

Looking at Cirvanas who was directing the defense from a distance, Sharlayan nodded slightly to her, then turned around and walked into the portal on the upper floor of the mage tower.

"That person is..."

A male ranger with a low presence beside Cirvanas froze for a moment, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"Sharlayan Deep Shadow?"

Withdrawing his gaze, Cirvanas ordered without changing his expression: "Don't be in a daze! Lor'themar, let the rangers move."

"Be sure to keep an eye on the trolls inside and outside Eversong Forest, and don't let them jump out to cause trouble at this time."

"Yes!"

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"唰~"

Sharlayan and Valeera obtained a license from Anasteria to be directly teleported to the teleportation hall of the Sunstrider Royal Court, saving them the time of being crowded in the bustling Silvermoon City.

This Azeroth conference is the largest event since the establishment of Quel'Thalas, and even the grand ceremony celebrating the victory of the troll war cannot be compared with it.

The proud high elves took to the streets with their heads held high, with a strong sense of pride that the world is focused on this.

Although it suffered some losses in the later part of the Second Orc War, Quel'Thalas' prestige was not greatly damaged.

Even the barbaric army that ravaged the entire Azeroth failed to break through the solid Silvermoon City, but instead further consolidated the status of the magical kingdom of Quel'Thalas among the countries of the Eastern Continent.

But I know my family, compared with Quel'Thalas, which was unprecedentedly prosperous after the troll war, because of the perennial infighting between the Silvermoon Council and the aging Sun King, Quel'Thalas' national power is actually showing a downward trend of.

However, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Quel'Thalas, which has been founded for more than 7,000 years, has accumulated a lot of heritage.

As long as it does not experience a devastating impact, even if it has declined compared to the golden age, its overall national strength will still be among the best in the Eastern Kingdoms.

As the most prosperous city in the Eastern Kingdom, the grand scene of Silvermoon City amazed the members of the delegation accompanying their respective leaders.

The self-disciplined magic brooms roaming the streets and alleys are diligently cleaning the streets, and the tall arcane puppets are also patrolling back and forth along the streets.

Thanks to the unlimited energy provided by the sunwell, self-disciplined arcane equipment has long entered the daily life of the high elves.

Even Prince Arthas Menethil, who came to Quel'Thalas for the first time, couldn't help showing a look of amazement in front of the gate of the Sunstrider Court.

"Uther! Is this the palace of Quel'Thalas!"

Uther the Lightbringer standing beside the little prince smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is the administrative center of Quel'Thalas, the Court of the Sunstrider."

"Your Highness, let's go inside first, this conference will last for 3 days, after that we will have time to visit slowly."

Although Alsace has just turned 11 years old, he has received an elite education since he was a child, and he is more precocious than teenagers of the same age.

Although his heart was full of curiosity about Quel'Thalas, Arthas still controlled the turmoil in his heart, and barely maintained his composure and said, "Okay, it's important."

Under the guidance of several law-breakers, Uther followed the prince into the royal court together, but he sighed silently in his heart.

‘I hope that the countries participating in the meeting will not feel dissatisfied because of His Majesty’s negligence. '

"Humph!"

An angry cold snort sounded from not far behind Uther, and the Lightbringer froze for a moment, then frowned and looked back.

"Long time no see, Uther."

There was a slight look of shock in Uther's eyes, and he bowed to the other party calmly.

"Your Majesty Daelin, I am very glad to see you again~lightnovelpub.net~ Daelin Proudmoore who came with his youngest son Tandre waved his hand indifferently.

"Don't stop here to block the people behind, we are all invited guests, let's talk as we walk."

"That old fool Terenas really doesn't plan to come by himself? Who is he fooling? How much is his face worth?"

"This…"

Uther showed embarrassment, and said with a wry smile: "It is inconvenient for me to comment on this matter, His Majesty Dai Lin, please be merciful."

"Oh~ forget it."

Daelin turned off the topic noncommittally, and looked at the little prince of Alsace who had no hair on his mouth with great interest.

"Alsace, you have grown up a lot, what have you been studying recently?"

Dalaran should have followed Lordaeron to the scene, but the speaker Antonidas was ignored by Daelin so shamelessly, and the King of Kul Tiras strode past him.

"Hey~"

Delandon, who came with Antonidas, had a bitter expression on his face, and whispered beside the sinking old mage, "Speaker, Rhonin is right."

"If we continue to be highly bound to Lordaeron, this neglected situation will definitely become more serious in the future."

"call…"

It took a long time for Antonidas to let out a foul breath, and said with a lonely expression: "It was my decision-making error, and I shouldn't tolerate those unhealthy tendencies that have already begun to rise."

"It's time to decouple from geopolitics... After this conference, we will officially start preparing for the Dalaran launch plan proposed by Rhonin."

Antonidas's old and tired eyes showed a rare light: "Only an open and independent Dalaran can gain a firm foothold internationally. We can't just rely on Lordaeron to continue to sink."