"The one you just mentioned...... The Night Elf in the city who is eligible to enter your Majesty's palace...... Tell me about him. ”

Arthas thought for a moment and said to Malfurion.

"You mean...... Lord Rafincrest? He is the master of Crow Castle, and his noble blood allows him to be by the Empress's side, but he chooses to stay in the castle that the Rafincrest family has built since ancient times...... With Crow Castle as the center, our ancestors founded the city of Surama, and Lord Raffencrest is probably the most powerful person in the city, except for the main priest of the Temple of the Moon. ”

Malfurion, though not understanding Arthas's intentions, explained.

That is to say...... If something is wrong with your kings...... This Ravenscrest ...... My lord, you are fully capable of stopping the Night Elves of other cities from revolting, is that right? ”

Arthas nodded.

"So to speak...... But...... That's why we decided to tell Master Ravencrest about it in the first place...... But though not in Esaline, Lord Rafincrest's loyalty to the Empress is unquestionable, and we don't think he's likely to take our word for it. ”

Malfurion explained to Arthas.

"I'm not going to make him believe in your dream, Malfurion, but we can let him see it for himself."

Arthas said with a smile.

"You mean...... Mr. Alsace, do you mean ......"

Malfurion asked, confused.

"I mean to get your nobleman with us. Go to Aisaline—with him, you can easily sneak into the city and enter the palace of the upper elves. See what's really going on in it and get out of it with relative ease...... And if he's really as decent as you say, once he's noticed what the upper elves are doing...... Obviously, he will be the hub for bringing together the other Night Elves...... Isn't it? ”

Arthas explained earnestly.

"Let Master Ravencrest come with us? But how could he believe our words......"

Malfurion felt a little embarrassed—he thought that if he walked into Crowcastle now, he told Master Rafencrest about his dreams...... Obviously, the other party will only think that he is messing around, and will not take what he says as true at all.

"We can force him to do it."

Arthas said unabashedly.

"What? Forced? ”

Malfurion couldn't help but begin to wonder his ears - could it be that the human gentleman in front of him had mastered some of the ancient elven language from the trolls, so he had misunderstood what he meant...... He seemed to be saying...... Forced? Forcing him to submit in front of the guards and mages of Lord Ravencrest, the master of Crow Castle? Is this something that can be done?

"Anyway, if your dreams are real...... You will betray your queen...... A noble lord only. For the safety of the entire Night Elf clan...... I guess you're willing to make such a sacrifice, right? ”

A demagogic smile appeared on Arthas's face.

"But...... How? ”

Malfurion still had no clue.

"I have a plan ......"

Arthas lowered his voice and voiced his idea that was not yet perfect—though it still needed to be perfected. However, Arthas was confident that with the help of Frostmourn, his plans would not run into much trouble.

……

Just as Arthas was planning to use the power of the Night Elves to stop the invasion of the Burning Legion, Asaline was far away at the center of the vortex of events, in front of the portal that connected to the Otherworld. Harveys, the counselor of Empress Azhara, was quietly listening to the instructions of the "gods".

"You are an honest servant...... The rewards you get will never end. I'll give you everything you want: anything...... Anyone...... Including your queen ......"

Harvey heard the whisper of the Supreme Being, and his blood was boiled by the desire for power and beauty—yes, beauty—and despite the disparity in status, Harvey had long been in love with his lord, the Elven Empress, Azhara.

Harvey kept this passion in his heart, but he couldn't help but think about it...... When the Great Supreme Comes...... Isn't it ......

The Night Elf knelt on one knee at the blazing entrance, his artificial prosthetic eyes blinking, reminiscing about the glorious promise God had given him. He is the favorite of the favored, once he finds the doorway. will get miraculous powers.

But the more the upper elves ultimately fail to do this, the later the gods will come. The counselor will have to suffer more frustration. There are two other people who will share this setback with him. One is Queen Azhara, who, like him, is eager to eradicate all imperfection from the world and leave only the Night Elves, a fine race that follows the rules of the Promised Land. Little did she know that Harvey wanted her to be his wife, of course. But the counsellor hoped that once God told her this, there would be no resistance.

The tall haka also felt a deep sense of frustration, he was too eager to succeed. Accompanied by two Hellbeasts, the Inu-King wandered around the wizards of the upper elves, pointing out errors in their spells and adding his own mana when possible.

But even counting the mystical knowledge, it has only achieved some modest success so far. Now, Hakka and his subordinated men are no longer alone among the Night Elves. Now there are three other red-faced behemoths with horns, and as creepy as they look, Harvey can only have a deep respect for them. They were horribly seen in the middle of the upper elves, all over seven feet tall.

The goal of these celestial warriors, who are revered by the gods, is to fulfill orders at any cost. Each bronze armor was nine feet tall, but very thin, which did not stop the warriors from wielding massive shields and red-hot maceheads. They obey any orders from Counsellor Harvey and Dog King Haka.

Soon their number will become even larger. As Harvey walked back, he saw a flash in the doorway. The light unfolded, grew larger, and then swirled......

A demonic guard whom Hakka called a worthy warrior walked through the light. When the new warrior entered, he bent down and bowed to the Inu-King and Harvis.

Hakka motioned for the warrior to join his companions. The Inuking turned to Harvey and pointed to him at the four warriors who had come in one after the other, "God has fulfilled his first promise to you, Lord of the Night Elves!" Go dictate to them! As long as you like, they're yours! (To be continued......)