"Your Majesty, there was a tragedy in the village of Doraquil last night, a high-ranking mage driven mad by demon addiction detonated his magic powers, destroyed his house, and killed 17 innocent civilians."

Ranger Lord Lotherma. Theron stood in front of the Sun King and whispered:

"This is the 27th mage to go crazy this month, and things are getting worse... The people's complaints are also intensifying, and if this continues, we will have internal chaos. ”

"I know, I can see, Lotherma, I can see."

Kael'thas is overwhelmed by the sudden outburst of demonic addiction. The Sunstrider leaned back in his chair wearily, he rubbed his fingers against the corners of his forehead, in fact, not only civilians, but even powerful mages like him, could hear the faint thirst for magic in his body at midnight, but because he was holding the Sunstrider Holy Sword, his demonic addiction was greatly reduced.

But even so, he could see the numbness and pain on the faces of his people every time he traveled in recent times, which made Kael'thas feel like a knife.

In a place like Firas, there is no shortage of food, and the high elves are also elves, their body's thirst for food is not as strong as that of humans. This thing must rely on enough magic to suppress it, and magic power is exactly what they need most right now.

The reason why Kael'thas brought the people to Filas in the first place, in addition to the covenant between his father and the upper elves of Sindra, there is also an important reason, that is, because he heard about the situation of the Sindra elves from various sources, as the elves who also have demon addiction, the upper elves of Sindra have no outbreak of demon addiction, which shows that in the hands of the upper elves who have persisted in the city of Eresaras for 10,000 years, there is a cure for demon addiction, or a way to satisfy demon addiction.

This is what the Sun King desires most.

However, he and his people had been around Firas for months, but he still hadn't gotten a hint of a cure for his addiction, because he had promised him that he would accept the High Elves... Repented.

"Bang"

The door was pushed open, and Master Romans angrily walked into the Sun King's office, he didn't care that Lotherma was still beside him, the old mage looked at his majesty, and he asked bluntly:

"Sun King, we have helped them drive out the ogres who occupy the outer city of Eresaras, as requested by those upper elves, why! Why haven't we been allowed to enter that magical city yet? The people are suffering! Your Majesty, Erezaras, who is only one step away from us, has plenty of magic, and I can smell it from so far away, why can't we go in? ”

"Master Romance..."

The Sun King motioned with his eyes to Lotherma to close the door, and he looked at Romans and whispered:

"Calm down..."

"I can't calm down! Your Majesty! ”

The old mage's emotions were like adding fuel to the fire, and the fire of anger rolled in his eyes, and he cried out in a loud voice:

"I can't be calm! Yesterday, I lost my best apprentice! Today, I almost lost another one! Following your instructions, I tried my best to appease the restless councillors, but everyone! Every one of us is losing loved ones, our people, every day, every day there are civilians who have been crushed and turned into heartbreakers... Is that what you're watching? ”

Romans's remaining palm was clenched into a fist, and driven by anger, he overstepped the limit between the king and the minister at this moment, and he roared in a little madness:

"You sit peacefully on your throne and watch indifferently as your people become weaker day by day? You're just watching from the sidelines! Some councillors suspect that you have struck some disgusting deal with that sinister Prince Tosedrin... Is that really the case? Kael'thas . The Sunchaser! Tell me, what is the truth! ”

"Enough! **Division! ”

Lotherma. Theron interrupted Romans' roar in a loud voice, he stepped forward and grabbed the empty long sleeves of the ** division, and he said in a deep voice:

"You're so rude! Your Majesty has his own considerations! You must not doubt Your Majesty's kindness to the people, he suffers more than you! ”

"Pain is useless! Mercy is useless! Kindness is even more useless! ”

The angry ** master gritted his teeth and said:

"Method! What the people need is a solution to the problem, and that's the most important thing! ”

The atmosphere in the room froze to the extreme at this moment, and Lotherma opened her mouth to say something, but looking at Kael'thas with a silent face, he looked at the angry and disappointed ** division, and he finally closed his mouth.

After a suffocating few minutes, Kael'thas rested his head on the back of his chair, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath:

"You want to know the truth? Romans... You want to know, right? ”

"Good! I tell you, I tell you all the truth. ”

A trace of pain and shame flashed across the young Sun King's handsome face, and he covered half of his face with his hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

"We were lied to... This is the truth, Romans, Lotherma, this is the truth you want to know... We were scammed! ”

"My ancestor, Darth Rema. The Sunstrider's diary contains the story of the Sindra High Elves of Eresaras, and in his diary there is a message to the juniors, saying that one day, if Joquel Salas is threatened by force majeure, we can turn to our allies in Kalimdor for help, in accordance with the covenant we once made. ”

"And the existence of the Sindra elf is a secret passed down from generation to generation of the Sunstriders, and the contact between the Sunseeker family and Sindra has never been broken."

Kael'thas . The Sunchaser spoke of the family's secrets, and he looked at his two subordinates, his eyes shining with embarrassment, and he whispered:

"After the destruction of Quel'Thalas, and in desperation, I sent the Sunsail Fleet to have Lannathel as my representative, come to Eressaras to ask for the help of the Sindra Elves, and Prince Tosedrin received Lannather, who generously agreed to our request, and in exchange, he hoped that we could help them eradicate the ogre kingdom that had occupied the outer city of Eresaras."

"Hmm. We know that. ”

**Shi Romans also slowly calmed down, from Kael'tham's gesture, he sensed that things might not be simple, he nodded while thinking:

"The news brought back by Lady Lannacel has given hope to the entire council, which is why we are here, but we did not expect that this was your arrangement because it was the guidance of the Holy Sword Queldra."

"I'm sorry I lied to you."

Kael'thas let out a sigh:

"Under the circumstances, the people needed a miracle to support their inner hope, and the use of Quel'Thalas's sacred sword, Queldra, which had been passed down for generations, was obviously more encouraging to the people, and at that time, like you, I thought that the Eles of Eresaras and Sindra would be the hope of saving the High Elves, but... We have paid a great deal of casualties..."

The fire of resentment in the Sun King's heart also danced in his beautiful green eyes at this moment, and his voice became low:

"Our rangers and mages have suffered great casualties, and even rejected the pleas of our human allies for help, just for that glimmer of hope, it took us 2 months to drive the Goddock ogres from their lair back into the wilderness, I thought it was over, I thought the two tribes would share the bounty of Eresaras, but..."

"But Tocedrin's lied to us, that shitty bastard!"

It has fully proved the anger in his heart that Kael'thas can make Kael'thas who has received an excellent education since he was a child, and he looked at the subordinates in front of him, he gritted his teeth and said:

"That bastard shamelessly refused when I asked him to open the gate to welcome our people into Eresaras, and he told me that he was very grateful to the High Elves for everything that Eresaras had done, but that Eresaras's magic was limited and could not be supplied to our nearly a million people, and he told me that he could only accept a maximum of a tenth of the people into that city."

"How could he do this!"

Master Romans was also stunned by the shamelessness of the leader of the Sindra Elves, and the only fist he had left smashed on the table, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Tosedlin is a nobleman of the upper elves, he is an elder who lived to the present ten thousand years ago, how can he... How can it be so shameless! ”

Ranger Lord Lotherma. Theron stood aside with a gloomy face, and although the powerful ranger didn't speak, the sparkle in his eyes also proved Lotherma's mood at this time.

"I rejected his shameless suggestion!"

Kael'thas gulped down his breath to calm his emotions, and he whispered:

"It is impossible for me to abandon any of my people, so I ask him to fulfill his promise! But that guy... Like a madman who had lost his mind, he closed the inner gates of Eresaras in front of me, and it was clear to the miscellaneous that we could not force open the gates of the magic that were built during the Elven Empire in the current state of our mages. ”

"He told me that because of my rude refusal of his "benevolent gift," he was going to lower the number of High Elves who could enter the city again to 50,000, and... And..."

The Sun King closed his eyes and said in an emotionless voice:

"And he also asked me to hand over the Holy Sword Queldra, as well as the Holy Sword Flame Strike of the Sunstrider as "compensation" for my rudeness, otherwise, he would sit back and watch the civilization of the High Elves crumble in this wilderness. ”

"Bang"

Lothema couldn't listen any longer, his fingers wiped over his waist, a cold light pierced the table, holding the dagger that went deep into the table, the Ranger Lord looked at his majesty, he was very serious, extremely cold, and said word by word:

"Nope! Your Majesty, you should have told us this earlier... You don't have to suffer such humiliation at all ... The way to get into that city may not be just to beg the madman to "be gracious"! ”

"We deserve that magic, and if that madman doesn't give... We'll get it ourselves! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The fire of anger in Romans' eyes also grew brighter, and he said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to bear this yourself, you should tell us about it... Although we failed, yes, yes, we were driven out of our homeland, but that doesn't mean that any madman from 10,000 years ago can ride on us and laugh wildly, Quel'Salas has never been afraid of war since the day it was founded. ”

"I... I was also thinking about how to tell everyone about it. ”

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Kael'thas young face, and he said:

"It's all caused by me trusting Sedrin too lightly, because of my misjudgment, our people have come to the precipice, I just... I just don't want to put any more pressure on you, I don't want you to think I'm a cowardly leader, I don't want you to deal with the Sunstriders... Loss of confidence. ”

He let out a sigh of relief, and his eyes were full of loneliness:

"If my father had been here, he would have done a hundred times better than me."

"Don't be stupid, Your Majesty."

Romans, the ** master who had just questioned Kael'thas aggressively, straightened his waist at this moment, he looked at the young king, and said:

"I and all the councillors are well aware of the pressure you are under in this terrible situation, this is a race, the future of a civilization, and it is inhumane to put you alone with such pressure, we, those of us who follow behind you, are all you can rely on... Your Majesty, I am here to convene the Silver Moon Council, and you don't need to hide it, but tell the councillors all this. ”

The division took a deep breath, he looked back at the 10,000-year-old ancient city in the distance outside the window, and a trace of frost flashed in his eyes:

"Lord Lotherma is right, it's time to take back the magic we deserve, and it's time for the perfidious ones to pay."

"Our people need a city to recuperate... Your Majesty, don't you think, Eresaras, is actually a good fit? ”

"This..."

Kael'thas raised his head suddenly, he looked at the ** division, and then at Lothama, in the expressions of the two subordinates he relied on the most, he realized that Romans was not joking, although Kael'thas experienced the disaster of the fall of Quel'Salas and the tragedy of the battle of the Northern Frontier, but if the king's line of work is also a profession, he is undoubtedly a beginner in this industry, and he can't be as cheeky as his predecessors.

Facing the hesitant Majesty, Romans and Lothema glanced at each other, and finally the ** master, who had experienced a lot of storms, persuaded in a low voice:

"Young Majesty, look to the East, our human allies, for the sake of the future of their people, can slay a slay on the savage barbarians, and water the flowers of hope for the human empire with the blood of another race... If the young kings of the Human Empire can do this, and they can all make up their minds, why can't we? ”

"Your Majesty, the King needs not only mercy and mercy, but also a sharp sword to slash enemies, and a cold heart to kill, like the most "outstanding" compatriot in the history of the High Elves, your peer... Tyrion. Dawnblade, Your Majesty, if you want to be a true Lord, you have to learn more from him. ”