Chapter 164: chat

Looking at the Sentinel General with a serious face and staring at him, Aristophan removed the distractions from his heart, then smiled and asked, "Shandis, this is the purpose of your coming this time!"
"Why, don't you want to rule over all the creatures on this continent like that queen?" Shandris turned and continued to look at the brightly lit fortress, the white cold moonlight flowing on her fingertips, illuminating Her lavender face.
Aristophane also didn't bother to go around with her, and said straightforwardly and forcefully: "Believe it or not, Shandris, everything I do is for my compatriots, and I hope they can have a better future. As for what you said to be a light in light like Azshara, I am not interested."
Shandris looked at the elf in front of him. There seemed to be something burning in those blue-purple pupils, and the magic sword and scepter hanging around his waist were also buzzing, as if responding to his words. , Until later did she understand that it was something called faith.
"I originally only wanted to protect my adoptive parents, Alleria and Sylvanas, and change their tragic fate. Later, by the love of King Anasteria, I got to know many Queldorei , So I plan to work harder to change their destiny."
"Nakadorei..."
"It's just a coincidence," Aristophane said faintly, "I wanted to fly directly to Ere'Thalas, but I just happened to meet Namulia Ringo and others, and then I was invited by you. The next series of things will happen.
Have you ever thought that if I didn’t accept your invitation, I went directly to the ruins of Ere'Thalas and contacted the Sindra, Varnstein, Fandral, the elves of Southwind Village, and Silithus fighting the bugs What will it become in the end? "
Shandris was silent after hearing these words.
Aristophane didn’t care about her silence but said indifferently:
Actually, I have no interest in what kind of life your Kaldorei leads, and you think I’m happy to endure people like Fandral Staghelm. ?
I can see from him the mentality of most druids, paranoid, arrogant, and opposed to communicating with us Quel'Dorei who use arcane magic.
And Modante Yongying also contacted me and told me in detail about the discrimination against the Sindra mages who tried to integrate into the Kadore society. "
"..." Shandris Feather Moon still did not speak.
"I will gradually reduce the presence of the forces of Kalimdor Quel'Thalas as you wish. Erre'Thalas can also give it to Kaldorei directly, but we will not give in to Un'Goro. See you After passing the Suramar mission, I will apply to His Majesty Anasteria and invite them to visit Silvermoon City.
Okay, let's talk about it tonight, I will try to solve the problem within a week and rush to Ere'Thalas. "
After Aristophan finished speaking, he looked down at the sentry general in front of him, and Shandris also raised his head, with golden pupils staring at the wizard mage in front of him: "Okay, I hope you do what you say."
Shandris Yuzuki sighed after finishing talking, and disappeared from the light from her fingers, and walked out of the office without turning her head.
The next day, it was still the practice field of the Ranger Rangers, and the elves were still watching the battle between Sylvanas and Shandris Feathermoon, but the situation was completely different from yesterday:
Shandris Feathermoon is not holding yesterday's moonblade, but a three-blade throwing dart unique to the sentry. She leaped to the left and right like a moonsaber, Sylvanas had split the spear into two again, resisting Shandris' frenzied attack with difficulty.
"Left, left, right!" Sylvanas pursed her lips, staring at the three-bladed dart that slashed back and forth.
With a subtle change in power, the short spear in Sylvanas's hand was directly picked up by Shandris Feathermoon. The short spear was spun on the ground, and the tip of the dart was steady. Stopped firmly beside Sylvanas' neck.
Aristophane stood at the window, looked at the defeated Sylvanas on the training ground, shook his head and turned around, sat back at the table and started writing.
Silvermoon City, the Tower of Sunfury.
"Your Majesty, Aristophane Windrunner sent you an urgent message through a secret channel." An elf wearing a mask reported to the king in front of him.
Anasteria stopped the circle in her hand and took the sheepskin scroll presented by the maid.
Looking at the bright red phoenix seal and the blue and purple seal of the Farstrider Tower, Anastria condensed a little magic power at his fingertips and opened the magic lock on the scroll.
"Well, Suramar's envoys?" The king pondered for a while after reading it, and then as if made up his mind, he wrote two letters and gave them to the messenger: "These two letters passed through your channel, one Give it to Aristophanes, and give it to the prince of Dalaran. Be quick."
"Your Majesty."
Aristophanes soon received a reply from His Majesty the King, in which His Majesty the King agreed to his proposal to invite Suramar’s delegation to visit Silvermoon City and asked him to facilitate this as soon as possible.
"What else did Your Majesty say?" Aristophanes asked the messenger.
The elf stalker wearing a mask shook his head and said that he had just received the task of delivering the letter, and knew nothing else.
"Thank you," Aristophane put away the secret letter, indicating that he can leave.
In a short while, Taranas, who was in the dust, came to his office.
Compared to before, Taranas was obviously haggard at this time, and some gray hair appeared on the temples. He sat aside with a golden sword, took the teapot on the table and drank. stand up.
"Go ahead, tell me something."
"Uh, I'm going to a far door next. I've already arranged things about the territory. It's still the old rules. You still have to handle the military."
Taranas nodded, but he said: "But our current patrol area already includes all the forests north of the road, and the manpower is significantly insufficient, so I hope you can recruit another group of rangers."
"Well, wait until I come back this time to apply to His Majesty the King. In addition, I have some new ideas in the mechanical aspect, which should solve some of the problem of insufficient strength."
Taranas nodded: "That's it, I'll go back first, and David asked me to go fishing with him today!"
A month later, Erethalas and Aristophanes were sitting together with the Suramar envoy.
The head of the envoy, the chief arcanist Thalyssa solemnly took the flaming red scroll that Aristophanes handed her and said to Aristophanes who was sitting opposite: "Aristophanes, we must First, I will report the results of this trip to the Grand Magister Elisand, but personally I am willing to accept the invitation of the King of Anasteria ~EbookFREE.me~ to go to Quel'Thalas."
Aristophan nodded, and then said: "Then even if the purpose of my trip is achieved, the next content is the negotiation between you and Kaldorei. Kaldorei will send someone to talk to you. ."
As soon as the voice fell, the members of the Suramar delegation suddenly quarreled, and Talisa frowned.
"Did they say the exact time?"
Aristophane shrugged: "Not all elves like me to cut the mess with a sharp knife and go straight to the subject, but I guess their internal wrangling should be almost the same, and they will soon send someone to contact you."
Talisa stopped the restlessness of others, and said to Aristophanes with a wry smile: "It seems that I can only send a group of people back to Suramar to report to Master Elisand, then Aristophanes, you are Do you want to wait for a reply?"
The elven mage played with the quill on his hand: "I will stay in Erre'Thalas for a while, and I will announce something to the Quel'Dorei who are here, so I can wait for your news."