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Elisande reminded Sharlayan in advance about the efficacy of the magic wine.

"I advise you not to have too much expectation on the life-extending ability of magic wine."

Elisande pointed to the venue with his chin, and the Sun King was holding up the magic wine bottle to observe carefully.

"The reason why Nightborne can obtain disguised immortality is not rooted in the magic wine, but from the Eye of Aman'Thul."

"Because of being bathed in the light of the Eye of Aman'Thul for a long time, the body of the Nightborne has undergone some transformation in the process of self-adaptation."

"If the Sun King doesn't plan to settle in Suramar for a long time, I don't think the Nightwell magic power in the magic wine will be able to save his nearly exhausted vitality."

Sharlayan sighed: "Did you see it?"

Elisande smiled noncommittally: "Although my perception of vitality is not as sensitive as yours, you can still tell whether a person is in his dying years."

"If nothing unexpected happens, your Sun King will only have about 10-15 years left to live."

"With his current physical condition, even if he forcibly injects his vitality, it won't help. It's like a bottle full of holes. No matter how much water is poured into it, it will leak completely."

Sharlayan nodded silently: "Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural rules. Rather, false immortality like the Nightborne and Night Elves is abnormal."

Elisande agreed with emotion: "Actually, for a race, immortality may not necessarily be a good thing."

"fertility rate?"

"That's right, the rules of the world are fair, and if you get something, you are bound to lose something."

Sharlayan had considered this question before, and the key to the answer was in the hands of Inas.

‘By the way, what are mother and father doing recently? Are you still chasing Cho'gall? '

With N'Zoth's secret assistance, if Cho'gall wanted to escape, this cunning two-headed ogre would be hard to find.

After Sharlayan bid farewell to Elisande, the Sun King asked Valeera to invite him to the study as no surprise.

Anasterian thanked Sharlayan for asking the Grand Magister for magic wine, but he was not optimistic about the efficacy of this bottle of high-purity magic wine.

Anasterian himself was a legendary archmage. Although he was old and frail, the old king at his peak was no weaker than the veteran powerhouses like Elisande and Tyrande.

As a learned therapist, Anasteria knew her physical condition well.

It is unreasonable for him to think of things that Elisande can analyze, given the same amount of information.

Anasterian praised the taste and taste of the magic wine, and asked Sharlayan whether it would be difficult to introduce large quantities of magic wine to Quel'Thalas, but never mentioned the life extension.

That night, Sharlayan and Valeera were invited by the Sun King to live in the Sunstrider's court. The next morning, the meeting was resumed.

As expected, when discussing the whereabouts of the Draenei, the leaders of various tribes in the Eastern Kingdom began to laugh.

Velen was not surprised by this, nor did he take it to heart.

With the status quo of the Eastern Kingdom, there is no territory that the draenei can squeeze into. Even if there is, Velen doesn't like it.

Anyone who likes to go to a place like the Cursed Land.

Compared to the Eastern Kingdoms, Kalimdor and the Broken Isles are relatively empty.

The only unclaimed area in the Broken Isles is Azsuna, but this ruined beach is often hit by storms, and conflict with Azshara's forces is likely to follow.

In Velen's view, the Draenei could establish a stronghold in Azsuna to facilitate communication with the Eastern Kingdoms, but it could not be used as a stable home for long-term residence.

After several discussions and with the consent of the night elves, the draenei were finally placed in the Mythraz Islands off the northwest coast of Kalimdor.

Of course, the uninhabited desert island is not called this name yet.

In fact, if you have to choose, Northrend is also a good choice.

But when Velen learned that Ulduar, the headquarters of Wyrmrest Temple and the Guardian of Titans, was in Northrend, he rejected the proposal to settle in Northrend without hesitation.

These two superhuman groups live next to each other, and if one day their whim and gods fight, it will not be the innocent mortals around who will suffer.

In addition to Northrend, Pandaria is also a pleasant place to live.

That continent is still shrouded in mist, so I don't think about it for the time being.

The Azeroth Conference, which was arguing with each other, lasted for 3 days, and Sharlayan and Valeera did not participate in the whole process.

After the discussion about the Draenei ended, the two special consultants for the meeting left the venue early.

At the military pier of Yangfan Port, the high elf expeditionary force who returned from a long distance finally returned to their hometown.

Vereesa with a tired face completed the handover with the second sister Sylvanas who came to greet her, and Sharlayan transformed into a dragon eagle to **** her all the way back to Silvermoon City.

On the way, Vereesa lay faceless on the broad back of the dragon eagle, complaining bitterly: "Since the defense of Quel'Thalas, I feel like I haven't had a good rest."

"Rescue the Red Dragon Queen, the Second War of the Orcs, the War of the Shifting Sands, the Liberation of Suramar, the joining and investigation missions of the Hidden Passage, and the recent Battle of Draenor."

"It's not that much for you to use cattle and horses, right? At least give me some private time..."

Vereesa's busyness was not due to Sarlayan alone, Alleria, Anasteria, and Kael'thas were also involved.

There's no way, because Cirvanas, who is in charge of the Ranger Troop, can't leave, and Alleria has been running around.

As long as there are occasions where the ranger needs to go out to perform tasks, then he can only use Vereesa with great strength.

What made Vereesa speechless the most was not the busyness of work.

Li Reza said in the Silver Moon Council that this amount of work is not a big deal, and she can continue to add burdens to Vereesa as much as she wants.

This is really a real mother.

Back in Quel'Thalas, the busy Vereesa still had no free time.

After completing the debriefing, she will take over the Far Traveler as soon as possible, and also take over her younger brother Lailas from Li Reza to train herself.

Valeera looked at Vereesa with pity: "...you should prepare yourself mentally. You should be able to relax a bit before the Dawn Vanguard Corps forms a fighting force. After that, you may be busy again."

Vereesa looked at Valeera with a hopeless expression on her face: "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Valeera poked Vereesa's pink cheek with her finger in a funny way: "Zul'Aman, do you understand?"

"…Just kill me."

…

From the decision-makers such as Anasteria and Li Reza, to the plan executors such as Sarlayan and Cirvanas, they must be reluctant to kill an excellent worker like Vereesa... Cough, front-line workers.

Although Vereesa has realized that her future is not "bright", but life still has to go on.

Time, like a woman's life, no matter how poor you are, there will still be crowds.

Noticing Sharlayan's eyes full of malice, Valeera's forehead bulged with veins: "...do you want to be beaten?"

Sharlayan hurriedly shook his head sincerely: "I didn't say anything, I was just distracted."

With the end of the Azeroth Conference, delegations from various countries have left Quel'Thalas to return home, and Eversong Forest has regained its calm.

Knowing the news that the Burning Legion is about to move in Azeroth in advance, the leaders of all countries have kept an extra eye.

Peace on the outside of Azeroth usually means turmoil inside the world.

Both the Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor are already undercurrents, and the situation that is about to erupt is beginning to brew.

But these have nothing to do with the Sharlayan family for the time being~lightnovelpub.net~ After returning from Silvermoon City, the three of Sarlayan lived a relatively stable life.

Compared with the previous adventurous life of traveling all over the world, although the work of developing the territory is also very busy, at least there is no need to sleep in the wilderness.

Wouldn't it be nice to go home and eat a warm meal every day, and lie on a soft bed for a good night's sleep?

During this time, Sharlayan has been going back and forth between the Morning Herald Barracks, the Sangunar Racecourse and his own territory.

In view of Sharlayan's achievements in bringing back Draenei, a high-quality ally, the Sun King intends to continue to reward him.

But the Silvermoon Council raised objections to this.

Their reason is very good. Sharlayan's title has risen too fast, and now it will inevitably attract dissatisfaction from other nobles and cause a certain degree of social turmoil.

The title was not suitable for further promotion in a short period of time. The old king discussed with Welles privately and decided to officially grant him his first official position.

Sharlayan: "Chief Advisor of the Morning Herald Legion? What kind of messy official position is this?"