Azeroth Shadow of the Moon Chapter 244

This conclusion is Andrea's speculation based on the development of the later Quel'Thalas.

Before cooperating with the Arathor Empire to defeat the main force of the forest trolls, Quel'Thalas had maintained rapid development, and many families, including the Windrunner, emerged in that era of heroes.

On the contrary, after Anasteria, the great-grandson of Dath'Rema, defeated the Amani Empire, the development of the high elves stagnated, and the people began to settle down with the status quo. Become dull and stubborn.

Lacking strong external stimuli, these Highborne descendants committed the same problems as their ancestors.

Shaking his head and getting rid of complicated thoughts, Andrea hugged Shandris' shoulders and comforted him, "Don't worry, Seres is not such a fragile person, as long as she takes the potion, she should be able to recover, and I also believe in Quelza. Rath will ride out the storm under Dath'Remar."

"Ok."

Shandris put away the worried expression on his face, leaned gently on Andrea's shoulder and looked at the clear sky after the storm dissipated.

After taking the medicine, Celes' condition stabilized, and she woke up from a dizzy sleep the next day.

Knowing that it was because she had delayed her return trip, little confused Seres couldn't help bowing her head and apologizing with tears in her eyes.

In the end, Andrea knocked her head helplessly as a symbolic punishment, and the fleet was able to start again.

Dazar'alor, the capital of the trolls, looked far to the north from Rezan. The powerful and wise Loa seemed to be able to see the movements of Andrea and the others through the dense forest.

"I hope this good fortune can help Zandalar through the most difficult period in the future..."

"Hey hey~"

Frivolous laughter sounded from Rezan's side, and the corners of King Loa's mouth twitched, and he said with some displeasure, "Bwonsamdi, are you dissatisfied with my decision?"

"Where, where."

A humanoid creature with a bone mask on his head and a staff in his hand suddenly appeared next to Rezan, he bowed flamboyantly and said, "You are a loa of kings, how dare I question your decision. "

"Hmph!" Rezan spewed a puff of white air from his nose, "Speak directly, don't beat around the bush like this."

"Aiya~"

Bwonsamdi's body flashed to the other side of Dao Rezan, still jokingly said, "I just didn't expect the mighty Rezan to have no confidence in himself, do you really think those night elves can help Zandalar in the future? ?”

"do not know."

Rezan looked at the cloudless sky and sighed, "I hope it's just my overthinking."

After Rezan stepped away, Bwonsamdi put away his previous smiling expression, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Could it be that Rezan has spied some fragments of the future?"

He looked at Rezan's back with his blue eyes, showing a complex look, "My chance? Or is it a disaster?"

Anakis, the capital of the Night Republic

It had been half a year since Tyrande returned to the government office, and Leticia had been worried that the high priest would attack Andrea's policies, but contrary to her expectations, the past six months had passed very smoothly.

Tyrande spent more time reading Andrea's policy details, except for occasional words to reprimand some officials who made mistakes, she behaved very calmly.

But it was this kind of tranquility that made Leticia, who stayed behind in Anakis, feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.

"The calm before the storm."

Onyxia took a bite of the apple in her hand and said vaguely, "Tyrande is still charging. Before launching an attack, she must first understand all the policies promulgated and find loopholes that can be questioned."

"This time won't be too long, Tyrande's patience is not good, half a year is almost the limit."

"If I'm not wrong, she should start to have seizures within the next month, Leticia, you should be mentally prepared first."

"Hey~"

Leticia lay down on the table decadently like she had no bones, "I said I'm not good at administrative work, why did you let me bear this pain..."

Onyxia rolled her eyes, "Then who do you think can represent Andrea now?"

"I am a guest from a foreign tribe. Shandris and Celes traveled eastward with Andrea. The relationship between other subordinates is relatively far away. Malfurion is busy exploring nature and maintaining the Emerald Dream all day long. Fandral is too impulsive. Putting him against Tyrande will only cause more trouble."

"Do you want to count on Maiev? She and Tyrande have restrained themselves if they don't quarrel in the government affairs hall."

"what…"

Leticia, who looked like a salted fish, complained lazily, "When will Andrea and the others come back, I can't hold it anymore."

Onyxia threw the fruit core into the trash can, and looked at Leticia pityingly, "Come on, the real storm hasn't arrived yet."

The original scheduled return time should be within half a year, but the sudden storm forced the fleet to change its course halfway, delaying the time for Andrea and others to return to Kalimdor.

Eight months had passed since Andrea had received word of Tyrande's return when the fleet was finally handed over to Stormhaven.

Seres has been exercising with Andrea and Shandris all year round. Her physical condition is not bad. A large part of the reason for this cold and fever is depression. At this time, her condition has already recovered.

After docking at Storm Harbor, Seres immediately built a portal to Anakis.

On the surface, the social atmosphere of Anarchis still maintains a good vitality, and the high-level infighting does not seem to affect ordinary people.

But Andrea noticed one thing, Elune priests who used to just squat in the Moon God Temple could be seen everywhere in the city, and they maintained a friendly attitude to greet the people.

This change is positive, and it should be one of the results of Tyrande's transformation of the Sisterhood of Elune over the past 200 years.

Seeing this scene, Andrea's heart moved, "Could it be..."

Walking quickly into the Great Moon Temple, the person in charge of guarding the temple is still the Shadow Priest of the Dark Moon arranged by Andrea before he left.

"I'll say it again, I want to re-examine the various energy expenditures related to the Well of Eternity, Leticia, don't make me say it a third time."

Tyrande's voice came from the government affairs hall, and Leticia immediately responded indifferently, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency the High Priest."

"These energy expenditure projects are related to the development of all walks of life in Anarchis. Once they stop, they will have a great impact on the lives of the people. Neither you nor I can bear this responsibility."

Leticia's neither humble nor overbearing response made Andrea raise his eyebrows, and he quickened his pace and pushed open the door.

Tyrande looked condescendingly at Leticia, who was sitting firmly in her seat, with her arms crossed. Maiev didn't participate in their argument, and looked down to read the document with a flat expression. Malfurion was absent as expected, with a helpless expression on his face Fandral of Fandral took his seat.

"Andrea! You are finally back!"

Leticia, who was originally very calm, broke her power in an instant. Under the twitching eyes of Onyxia behind her, UU reading www. uukanshu.com She happily jumped to Andrea's side, and threw herself into... Shandris' arms.

Shandris pampered Leticia's head, apologetically nodded to Tyrande and apologized, "Teacher, I'm sorry for not being able to catch up with the time for you to come out of the mountain again."

Tyrande has meticulously retreated for more than 200 years, and she looks much calmer than before. She shook her head and smiled, "It's okay, I should blame you for not notifying you in advance."

Turning to look at Andrea in advance, Tyrande's expression became solemn.

"Since the Lord is back, I won't embarrass Leticia anymore."

"Andrea, I don't agree with your wanton use of the Well of Eternity. If you continue like this, you may repeat the mistakes of the Night Empire."

Andrea winked at Onyxia cryptically, thanking her for counseling Leticia behind her back.

Pulling away his chair on the main seat, Andrea sat down in a leisurely manner, folded his hands and propped his chin and said calmly, "It's normal to have different opinions, High Priest, sit down and discuss it calmly."

Chapter end