When people are unhappy, they usually have two choices.
People who are petty and hold grudges will continue to bottle up their anger, which will linger for a long time. They may even take it out on unrelated people.
People with a relatively open mind will subconsciously shift their attention and stop themselves from thinking about those troubling things.
Azshara is undoubtedly the second type of person; the person she uses to distract herself is Andreas, who couldn't escape in time.
Only then did Andreas realize why Velen had taken his leave in such a hurry. This old rascal, who was supposed to be a fellow Daoist, hadn't even given him a heads-up.
Feeling Azshara's delicate hands caressing his upper body, Andreas didn't feel any eroticism; instead, he got goosebumps all over.
Although Azshara is now in her former form, Andreas still feels extremely uncomfortable thinking about her three-tailed Naga form.
Azshara touched the hairs standing on end on Andreas' body, and his initial teasing interest immediately faded.
As the undisputed queen of the Night Elf Empire, Azshara was undoubtedly a proud person to the core.
Andreas' subconscious disdain was keenly noticed by Azshara, whose playful expression immediately turned cold.
"Ha! It seems you're disgusted by my Naga body."
As Azshara detached himself from Andreas' half-hanging position, he sneered, "I never thought that my rare attempt to get close to someone would be met with such disdain. Times have really changed."
"Uh~"
Andreas scratched his head awkwardly, unsure of what to say for a moment.
Even more annoyed, Azshara didn't linger. He casually opened the ultra-long-distance portal to Naz'jatar and strode inside without a word.
As he sensed Azshara's presence fading away, Andreas breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten thousand years ago, Andreas could only look up at Azshara. The difference in strength between the two was too great. If it weren't for the blessing of Elune, he doubted that Azshara would even look at him directly.
Ten thousand years have passed, and Andreas has made great strides in both his status and personal strength.
Having grown up overshadowing her contemporaries and even her predecessors, Azshara developed a self-absorbed personality from a young age. As the queen of the Night Elf Empire, she had no interest in those whose status and strength were weaker than hers.
Before Xavius was transformed into the ugly Satyr, he was already one of the most outstanding noble talents in the Night Elf Empire, and his appearance was also quite remarkable among his peers.
But Azshara had absolutely no interest in Xavius and treated him like a dog.
Based on Andreas' own speculation and Elune's analysis, he probably gained some understanding of Azshara's views on mate selection.
Take Sargeras as an example. Azshara is only interested in beings stronger than herself, and she only shows affection to those who meet her criteria in all aspects and can catch her eye.
Unfortunately, Andreas is now right in Azshara's dating pool.
As the Speaker of the Night Elf Republic, Andreas has led his people to develop a civilization more glorious than the Night Elf Empire over thousands of years, and even Azshara has to admit that he has done a great job.
In terms of individual strength, although there is still a slight gap between Andreas and Azshara, Andreas is backed by the moon goddess Elune. Even Azshara can't say for sure who will break through the bottleneck of the true god first.
As for the fact that Andreas already had a family, Azshara didn't see it as an obstacle at all.
She has full confidence in her charm and strength. The Queen of the Night is not afraid of any competition or challenge. Azshara believes that she will be the one to win in the end.
However, reality gave the overconfident Azshara a resounding slap in the face.
The first time Azshara extended an invitation, she was met with rejection, a humiliating experience she had never had before.
The queen, who was high and mighty, experienced a rare sense of defeat, an experience that was even more humiliating than when she voluntarily gave up resistance ten thousand years ago.
Despite her racing thoughts, Azshara's mind remained clear; she knew the source of Andreas' resistance.
" Naga's body..."
Back in the Eternal Palace, Azshara reverted to her Naga form, creating a water mirror in front of her to admire her reflection.
For ten thousand years, Azshara had never truly felt anything about this Naga form, and now, for the first time, she loathed the cursed body that N'Zoth had given her.
"Hmph! Just you wait."
Azshara, with a somber expression, dispelled the water mirror before him and instinctively transformed back into Night Elves, sitting on his throne.
"I will definitely break through the bottleneck of the true god first."
" Andreas, then I will make you grovel before me, begging for my favor."
...
The extent of Andreas' resentment towards Azshara is currently unknown, but it's easy to guess that Azshara, who left without a word, was definitely not in a good mood.
"Sigh~"
Elune's disappointed sigh echoed in Andreas' mind: " Andreas, I'm hopelessly insensitive to your feelings."
"This was clearly a golden opportunity to win Azshara's heart, but you stubbornly pushed it away. You're going to suffer for it later."
Andreas was completely confused. "What does that mean?"
"Putting aside Azshara's terrifying Naga body, what's wrong with me, a married man, refusing the temptation of a wild flower? Isn't the flower at home more appealing?"
Hehe~
Elune smiled speechlessly. "I hope you'll still be this self-righteous after Azshara becomes a god. Anyway, good luck to you. That arrogant kid isn't exactly a good-tempered person."
Andreas: "???"
Andreas, male, age 10,000... how old was he again?
Including his brief twenty-odd years of life in his previous life, Andreas has never actively pursued any woman; he is a 100% herbivore.
The relationship between Shandris and Shandris lasting for ten thousand years was a natural progression; strictly speaking, it was actually the woman who took the initiative in the early stages of their relationship.
As for Celeste, Andreas didn't know if this counted as raising a little girl. Without his knowledge, the people around him seemed to have suddenly reached a consensus one day and joined forces to help Celeste.
Seeing Andreas return unharmed, his face full of confusion, Shandris and Celeste, who had been anxiously waiting at home, both breathed a sigh of relief. Neither of them noticed the fleeting smile of pleasure on the face of their maid, Sarah.
"Sniff~ Sniff~"
Celeste sniffed all over Andreas like a puppy.
Coming to his senses, Andreas helplessly pushed her head away. "What are you doing?"
"Smell for the scent of other women."
Andreas rolled her eyes. "You're overthinking it. I'm already old enough to be a womanizer."
Celeste wrinkled his nose dismissively. "That's not necessarily true. Besides, if you don't take the initiative, you might attract unwanted attention from other suitors."
Andreas appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was sweating bullets.
'Luckily, I used a spell to eliminate the smell before I came back...'
Seeing the eerie smile on Sarthaion's face that seemed to see through everything, Andreas gave her a subtle glare and warned the ancient goddess through telepathy.
"Watch your mouth and stop spreading rumors!"
"Hehe~ I understand, don't worry."
'You don't know anything...'
Andreas knew the Old Gods, a species that craved chaos, very well, and he didn't believe a single punctuation mark of Sartharon's assurances.
'Oh well, I haven't done anything wrong anyway, let nature take its course.'
While Andreas was away dealing with the N'Zoth wreckage, the long-awaited Tyrande led his army on an expedition.
The Second Flying Fleet joined up with the Fourth Flying Fleet from Northrend and sailed in a grand procession toward Hydra Island, northwest of Icecrown Glacier.
Upon learning of the Night Elves' overwhelming army, the Lich King, who was already preparing for war, readily rose up in rebellion.
The Scourge has no concept of morale. Lich King did not conduct any pre-battle mobilization and directly ordered Kel'Thuzad to block and repel the enemy's attacks.
Hydra is not large, at least not as large as the neighboring island of Conquest.
The entire island is teeming with undead of all types. In order to reclaim Frozen Throne, Lich King secretly built a number of meat grinders during his preparations for war.
The raw materials were secretly harvested in the Borean Tundra right under the orcs' noses, taking advantage of the fact that the undead do not need to breathe.
The Horde, led by Go'el, is deepening its cooperation among its various factions, and there are Forsaken undead within the Horde who frequently travel to Durotar.
Although the Scourge occasionally encountered Horde orcs and Tanka questioning them when they were stealing trees, Kel'Thuzad cleverly managed to get away with it.
Go'el wasn't easily fooled, and as the timber from Borean Tundra mysteriously disappeared, he began to investigate the source.
But by this time Kel'Thuzad's goal had been achieved. Hydra Island already had a small amount of metal deposits, and with a sufficient supply of wood, a large number of meat wagons were quickly built by the tireless undead craftsmen.
Ner'zhul's survival instincts allowed Lich King to strengthen the defenses of Hydra Island, his temporary stronghold, while preparing for war.
When Night Elves ' flying fleet arrived above the island, meat grinders set up in various defensive fortifications began hurling stones and plague barrels into the air.
Creating plagues is the natural disaster's forte; the plague virus that explodes in mid-air spreads rapidly with the wind.
Tyrande took to the field herself after a long absence, and she had made many preparations before the battle.
Information related to the Lich King and the Scourge had already been sent to Andreas by Kel'Thuzad. Prisim placed the compiled information on Tyrande's desk for the High Priest to review.
The soldiers who parachuted from the airship all wore full-face gas masks and thick protective suits.
This specially designed protective suit combines warmth, high-strength defense, and gas protection, and is specifically designed for paratroopers in air fleets.
The paratroopers, descending in droves like dandelions, ignored the plague barrels exploding in mid-air and adjusted their course to drift towards Hydra Island.
Of course, the Night Elves wouldn't just stand there and take the hits; they unleashed a barrage of arcane cannons of all calibers at the meat grinder below.
Although the mountain defenses did not have much effect, they at least suppressed the plague attacks from the ground, causing most of the plague barrels to be destroyed as soon as they took to the air.
Meanwhile, the submarine mothership, which had been secretly monitoring from underwater, also surfaced quietly, releasing the amphibious assault landing golems stored inside the ship to form an air-ground coordination with Tyrande's air fleet.
Andreas didn't pay much attention to the battle in Northrend; it was a small-scale war whose outcome was predetermined before it even began.
Without Frozen Throne, the medium most closely connected to the Shadowlands, Lich King's control over the Azeroth undead has significantly weakened.
As he froze himself in the seabed and merged with his soul, countless undead from natural disasters broke free from Lich King's control and became undead with their own will.
Most of these spirits followed their instincts and chose to swim back to their homeland— the Eastern Kingdoms.
The undead do not need to breathe, and the frigid waters of Northrend have no effect on them. These undead can remain submerged underwater indefinitely, avoiding everyone's sight.
The undead who landed in various parts of the northern Eastern Kingdoms chose to keep a low profile, hiding in the mountains and forests like the original Nathanos, cautiously venturing out to gather intelligence.
Under Nathanos ' leadership, Forsaken had already become quite formidable, and their thwarting of Lordaeron's all-out offensive made them famous.
The free undead who landed in the northern Eastern Kingdoms quickly began to converge on Stratholme, providing more population and fighting power for the infertile Forsaken.
Nathanos, who unwittingly undermined the Lich King, discovered a valuable source of manpower. With the help of Go'el's orcs, he began to actively guide these free undead to join the kingdom of Forsaken.
However, not all the undead who regained their will wanted to become Forsaken. Some of them, while retaining their will, still chose to follow the Lich King, while others had no intention of participating in the continental conflicts and went into the snowy mountains of Northrend to live a secluded life.
The number of Scourge undead, which once numbered in the millions, has shrunk considerably. When Lich King awoke and regained power, the total number of Scourge undead was only around 500,000, a far cry from the overwhelming horde of undead they had during the Third War.
Andreas focused more on the final preparations for venturing into space, personally urging research into the mass production of spaceships, and also had to deal with the minor troubles caused by Sarthaion from time to time.
In his spare time, besides spending time with his family and Elune who often pops up to make her presence known, Andreas also continues to promote the growth of Azeroth and chat with her to relieve boredom.
Although a relatively peaceful period has arrived, Andreas feels that he is not much less idle than during the war; his mindset is just much more relaxed than during the war.
Sirius's fourth birthday has just passed, and good news has come from the front lines in Northrend.
Tyrande's army crushed Hydra's defenses. Seeing the situation was dire, Lich King attempted to escape by diving, but Kel'Thuzad, who had suddenly betrayed him, unexpectedly stabbed him in the back.
Lich King was struck down by this unbelievable betrayal, and Tyrande quickly bound him with divine magic. Kel'Thuzad removed the helm of domination from Lich King's head in front of him, revealing Arthas' face, which was full of despair and confusion.
The helmet of domination is related to the mysterious Shadowlands. To avoid attracting an invasion from the Shadowlands, Andreas carefully kept the helmet away after Tyrande returned it.
As for the Helm of Domination's role in controlling the undead, it was no longer important. Hundreds of thousands of remaining Scourge forces had been wiped out, and Andreas had little interest in controlling Forsaken, so he simply sealed away the Helm of Domination.
As one of the key figures behind the downfall of the Lich King, Kel'Thuzad, on Andreas' recommendation, was exonerated under the guise of enduring hardship and joined the Tirisifal Council, just like Meryl Winterwind, the first lich of Azeroth.
Having experienced a natural disaster and the enslavement by the Lich King, Kel'Thuzad no longer harbored the resentment he felt when he was driven away by Dalaran, the resentment that drove him to seek fame and fortune.
Kel'Thuzad, who joined the Tirisifal Council, worked diligently, compiling his understanding of necromancy and frost magic into a book and teaching it to interested junior mages without reservation, seemingly enjoying his life to the fullest.
"Heh~"
Andreas looked with amusement at the white-haired man kneeling before him, his hands bound behind his back by Tyrande magic.
The once arrogant Lich King now looked dejected, clearly knowing his final fate.
" Lich King, I have a question that requires your personal answer."
What is the ratio of Arthas to Ner'zhul in your soul?
News of Lich King's defeat and capture by the Night Elf Republic has not yet spread.
The Scourge initiated by Lich King caused incalculable damage to the Eastern Kingdoms, and Lordaeron even perished as a result.
Once it is learned that Lich King has been captured, regardless of the other countries in the Alliance, Queen Jaina of Lordaeron will definitely demand Lich King from the Andreas elves immediately.
Andreas had no intention of keeping this half-dead guy alive, but he wanted to try to extract some information from Lich King... or rather, Ner'zhul.
As for Arthas, this paranoid former Lordaeron prince was of no value to him.
Lich King sighed dejectedly, " Arthas 6, Ner'zhul 4, why are you asking this?"
"Four?"
Andreas stroked his chin. "So, do you still retain all of Ner'zhul's memories?"
"Yes, we are souls merged, and both of our memories are preserved perfectly."
"very good."
Andreas knelt before Lich King, looking at Arthas' pale, handsome face, and asked, " Does Ner'zhul have any records of the Shadowlands? Did Kiljaeden mention this when he handed him the Helm of Domination?"
" Shadowlands?"
Lich King paused for a moment. "It was mentioned, but only briefly, without any detailed explanation."
"All I know is that Shadowlands is the final resting place for all the dead. All of Azeroth's powers related to death are just undermining Shadowlands, forcibly intercepting souls that should have entered Shadowlands."
Andreas asked thoughtfully, " The Shadowlands haven't said anything about this? Are they just letting you play tricks on them like this?"
Lich King shook his head. "I don't know about that, but Kiljaeden once said that once the balance between life and death is broken, the Shadowlands will begin to actively intervene in the material world."
"From this perspective, the number of undead in Azeroth is far from enough to break the balance between life and death."
Is it balanced...?
Andreas nodded thoughtfully. "Alright, send him away."
In the end, Lich King was merely a pawn in Kiljaeden's scheme to wreak havoc on Azeroth, and he couldn't provide any further intelligence.
Instead of exhausting Lich King, it would be better to directly interrogate Kiljaeden during the counterattack on Argus.
Since the Battle of Draenor, the Burning Legion seems to have no intention of invading Azeroth again for some time, and Kiljaeden has also completely quieted down, no longer as active as before, plotting all sorts of schemes and conspiracies.
This is clearly abnormal.
Even though the Burning Legion, having suffered significant losses, is temporarily unable to launch a large-scale attack, given the Deceiter's nature, he will continue to infiltrate Azeroth through various channels, after all, his best friend Velen, whom he has been pursuing for tens of thousands of years, is still here.
There are two possibilities: Kiljaeden may choose to abandon his plans for Azeroth, either voluntarily or involuntarily.
The proactive approach is easier to understand. The severely damaged Burning Legion needs time to mobilize forces from other planets, and the Deceiter, as the commander, cannot spare the time to act.
But if it's passive... then that's more intriguing.
Sargeras was very strict in punishing his subordinates who failed. He rarely punished Archimonde and Kiljaeden, who were once very useful to him.
But now Sargeras has Pantheon in his hands. The Titans ' soul, Kiljaeden, is no longer as valuable as before, especially if he intends to use this opportunity to deliberately diminish Kiljaeden's authority within the Legion...
'Internal strife? Perhaps this can be used to our advantage.'
Regardless of what Kiljaeden and Archimonde's reasons were for agreeing to Azeroth's persuasion, it's clear from the opening and closing cinematics of version 7.2 that Kiljaeden actually had some regrets.
The Deceiter's schemes are impossible to guard against; needless to say, his intelligence stat is incredibly high.
Kiljaeden is a formidable enemy, but if he is dissatisfied with Sargeras' betrayal... no, his discarding of the useful tool, and the deceiver launches a rebellion from within the enemy ranks, it might inflict unexpected and severe damage on the Burning Legion.
...
Queen Jaina had long lost her memories of Arthas. As the strongest priest of light in Azeroth, Velen once personally diagnosed Jaina.
The conclusion is that Jaina instinctively abandoned that overly painful memory and sealed it away in the deepest part of her mind.
Having forgotten all memories of her brother who murdered her father and destroyed her kingdom, Jaina begins to truly demonstrate her potential and methods as queen.
Varian, the lion king of the same age as Jaina, dared not let his guard down against this new king of Lordaeron. The struggle for dominance of the alliance between the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Kingdom of Lordaeron has never ceased.
The internal strife within the alliance is currently under control, but as the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain, and no one knows when their conflict will escalate completely.
The Night Elf Republic's act of handing over the Lich King to the Alliance was met with widespread gratitude and praise, but Andreas was uninterested in these empty compliments.
He was more curious to see if Queen Jaina would have an "interesting" reaction when Lordaeron, the country most affected by the natural disaster, personally tried the Lich King.
Things unfolded exactly as Andreas had predicted.
Despite the objections of Rhonin and many ministers, Jaina insisted on personally trying the Lich King, who had caused great harm to Lordaeron.
But when she saw Lich King remove his hood, Arthas' familiar face awakened memories that Jaina had buried deep in her mind. Queen Lordaeron covered her head in public and let out an indecent scream before fainting in Rhonin's arms.
"Sigh~"
When Andreas and Fandral arrived at the Capital City of Lordaeron to visit her, a weary-looking Rhonin explained with concern, " Jaina's self-sealed memories have broken free, and she is trying to adapt to those memories she doesn't want to recall."
" Lordaeron shouldn't face any major problems in the short term. The ministers have explained to the nation that the Queen is fatigued and overwhelmed with grief. However, if she is unable to resume her duties for an extended period... the situation both domestically and internationally in Lordaeron may take a negative turn."
Velen stroked his beard and comforted her, "Forgetting memories is just a temporary fix; what has already happened will eventually need to be faced again."
"This sudden event may actually be a good thing. The longer the memories are buried, the more severe the psychological trauma they will cause to Queen Jaina when they erupt."
Rhonin nodded firmly. "I will stand by her through this difficult time. I believe Jaina can bravely move on from these painful memories."
Andreas chuckled and patted Rhonin on the shoulder. "Weren't you quite reluctant before? You adapted to being a prince very quickly."
Rhonin smiled nonchalantly. "Maybe that's the scary thing about habit. At least I'm very happy now."
"As a prince of Lordaeron, I have a duty to stand up for the kingdom when it is in danger and help Jaina to calm down as soon as possible."
Andreas turned around and waved goodbye to Rhonin. "Heh~ then keep up the good work, Prince Rhonin of the Kingdom of Lordaeron."
Rhonin and Jaina's experiences are completely different from the original history, but the couple seems to have a very good relationship, and Andreas has finally come to terms with the changes in their fate caused by him.
Vereesa, who was supposed to be Rhonin's mate, also embarked on a completely different path from history. It is still hard to say whether this change is good or bad, but at least it has prevented the thousands of years of loneliness and sorrow that High Elves would inevitably have to bear after mating with humans.
With Alleria and Sylvanas successively taking up important military positions, demonstrating the Sun King's trust in the Windrunner family, the status of the Windrunner Family members naturally rose accordingly.
Vereesa has been an ambassador in Astranaar for quite some time. As Lirath has grown up, the aging Lirath intends to call her youngest daughter back to Quel'Thalas to accompany her through her final peaceful moments.
Vereesa is currently going through the handover process with the new ambassador, and her anxiety and worry are palpable.
Lireesa's health is not good. According to the royal physician of Quel'Thalas, due to old injuries from fighting trolls when she was young, she is likely not to live past this year.
During their previous trip to Quel'Thalas, Andreas and his family had seen Lireesa, who was bedridden and looked very pale, as if she would soon die.
Another old friend is about to pass away, and even Celeste, who is used to seeing life and death, feels a little sad.
Lireesa herself was quite unfazed by the situation. She even jokingly asked Andreas and others to attend her funeral and requested Celeste to lend a hand should the Windrunner Family ever encounter a crisis.
The immortal Night Elves inevitably encounter separation and death when interacting with most other races, and even the long-lived High Elves are no exception.
Perhaps only a race like the Draenei, whose longevity borders on immortality, could accompany the Night Elves for a long enough period of time.
Andreas didn't know how long Eredar's lifespan was. Velen had lived for tens of thousands of years. While Naaru's blessing certainly played a role, Eredar's innate qualities were also an important factor in his longevity.
...
Just as Rhonin said, Jaina quickly recovered with his support and encouragement.
Queen Lordaeron, having regained her memories, hardened her heart and delivered her verdict on the Lich King, watching him scream and vanish in a joint purification by the Holy Light Churches of multiple Alliance nations.
Having put aside her inner turmoil, Jaina once again demonstrated her ruthlessness, dismissing all ministers who had previously remained neutral and waited for the situation to change.
Since Lordaeron's re-establishment, Jaina's prestige has been unmatched, and those who wavered at crucial moments have not garnered any sympathy.
With Lich King completely purified, the aftermath of the Scourge came to an end.
Two years of recuperation have allowed both the Alliance and Horde to accumulate considerable strength, and friction between the two sides has intensified, with localized conflicts recently even occurring throughout the Eastern Kingdoms.
The feud between the Alliance and Horde has little to do with Night Elves, but Andreas doesn't want Azeroth to suffer internal strife before launching a counterattack against Argus.
Thanks to the mediation of the Night Elf Republic and its allies, the Alliance and Horde were prevented from going to war, but the tension between the two sides was already quite high.
Go'el and Varian were unwilling to engage in a large-scale conflict, but as leaders of the two camps, things sometimes did not develop according to their personal will.
The hatred between Forsaken and Lordaeron, the hatred between orcs and humans, the hatred between Gurubashi Trolls and the Kingdom of Stormwind —too many grudges are intertwined, and if not properly controlled, these accumulated hatreds will one day erupt into a major conflict.
...
Since the humiliating retribution he received from Andreas, Azshara reduced his time spent traveling and handling government affairs, and instead devoted himself to spiritual practice in the Eternal Palace.
Azshara, who was extremely confident in her talent, had never before devoted herself to intensive training with such seriousness. She delegated most of her administrative duties to her most trusted personal maids.
With Vashj absent, Faelithris, whom Azshara had personally promoted, temporarily took charge of all the inner palace ladies-in-waiting.
To avoid displeasing the Queen, Faelithris had previously kept her distance from her daughter.
Faelithris was not the lady-in-waiting who served Azshara the longest. The reason she gained Azshara's attention was mainly because of the oath made by the Queen.
Faelithris was very good at interpersonal relationships. She did not use the Queen's trust to bully other colleagues, and she always treated her colleagues with great gentleness.
With her gentle approach, Faelithris gained the support of Azshara's personal maids, a style completely different from the hardline methods she employed during Vashj's time.
After arranging the various tasks, Faelithris quietly left Naz'jatar and opened the portal to reach the land of Kalimdor.
Faelithris did not choose to land on the east coast of Kalimdor, but instead took a long detour and landed at Moonshadow's Rest.
As a major seaside town established by Speaker Moonshadow, Moonlit Town is still managed by the same group of officials personally trained by Andreas.
After Naga, who had made a surprise visit, revealed her identity, the Moonshadow's Rest patrol immediately reported the news up the chain of command, eventually handing it over to Aurora, who then personally delivered it to her father.
" Faelithris?"
Andreas was somewhat surprised. He knew Azshara was in seclusion, but he didn't expect Faelithris to be so eager to see her daughter so soon.
When Leticia was found in the garden, the girl was riding on Lunara's back, chattering away.
As the eldest daughter of Centarius and the elder sister of the Dryads, Lunara remained in the dream world after the battle of Emerald Dream to help her father and Ysera clean up the mess.
Although Xavius is dead, the Nightmare's corruption has not easily dissipated, only weakened considerably.
Many traces of corrosion still remain in the dream, and the twisted nightmare monsters are still wandering around.
It took the Dream Keepers over a year to cleanse the corruption left by the Lord of Nightmares, and Lunara only recently returned from Emerald Dream.
Andreas' lips twitched as he watched the tree knights chatting and circling in the garden; he still felt the scene was very incongruous.
'Tree spirits aren't meant to be ridden...'
However, since Lunara herself had accepted her fate, Andreas didn't want to meddle and teach others how to get along.
" Leticia ".
"Um?"
Upon hearing Andreas' call, Lunara and Leticia turned their heads simultaneously.
Miss Tree Spirit nimbly leaped to Andreas, while Leticia jumped off Lunara's back.
"What's wrong? Are those greenhorn recruits up to their old tricks again?"
Sentinels recently expanded its capacity, recruiting many new and inexperienced members.
Leticia is already a seasoned pro, so there's no need to worry about her too much.
Shandris intended to train Daelin's training abilities by entrusting her with the management of this group of new recruits.
As it turns out, the new generation of Daelin does have some abilities that need improvement. Some pampered recruits couldn't stand Sentinels ' strict training and deliberately stirred up trouble in the recruit camp, using the excuse of winning better conditions for their comrades to organize a strike.
Although Daelin had extensive experience leading troops in combat, she had never taken on the task of training new recruits before; in the past, this was always the responsibility of Leticia.
Leticia is experienced, and any new recruit who dares to be mischievous must face the trial of fighting Akumai one-on-one.
Akumai's weakened venom breath won't harm the recruits, but it will corrode their clothes.
Even in the female soldiers' camp, running naked is a very shameful thing. The new recruits under the Great Demon King Leticia are all trained to be obedient by her.
Leticia had previously helped suppress the new recruits' resistance. At that time, Leticia and Daelin agreed that if they encountered a similar situation again, she would have to find a way to solve it herself.
"No, that's not it." Andreas shook his head. "Your mother is here and is waiting in the Lord's Reception Room in Moonshadow's Rest. Would you like to go see her?"
"What?!"
Leticia, who had been leaning limply against Lunara, immediately perked up upon hearing the news about her mother.
"Of course! Take me there now!"
Andreas turned to look beside him, and Aurora nodded knowingly, raising her hand to open a portal leading to Moonshadow's Rest.
The tree spirit Lunara followed the hurried Leticia inside without hesitation, while Andreas slapped his forehead in exasperation.
"I wonder what Centarius would think if he saw this..."
Although Leticia didn't intend to treat Lunara as a pet, she had unknowingly trained the tree spirit to be extremely obedient.
On the bright side, this symbolizes the deep friendship between the two, but if viewed from another angle... the conclusion might be completely different.
The two parties were completely unaware of this and often spent time together when they weren't working.
"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own destinies. Let's wait until Centarius comes knocking on our door before we talk about it."
...
Andreas had no intention of disturbing Leticia's long-awaited reunion with her mother. After finishing his work for the day and playing with Sirius for a while, he began his routine communication with the Azeroth.
Over a year has passed, and Azeroth's vocabulary in Titan language has steadily increased, enabling them to converse fluently with Andreas.
Titan language is the foundation of all languages in Azeroth, including Kaldorei Language, Trollish Language, and the common language of humans; all of them inevitably bear the imprint of Titan language.
Even the orcs from another world, their language traces back to the Titans, passed down from Aggramar, the Pantheon warrior and avenger.
Today, perhaps only Draenei's language in the entire Azeroth can be considered a self-contained system.
Even if you learn the language, it's not easy to understand the whispers of the Azeroth.
Aside from demigods who can possess the soul of Azeroth, perhaps only Magni, the diamond man from the original timeline, could have done it.
Speaking of Magni... after Azeroth focused on chatting with Andreas alone, he naturally stopped calling out to people in the wide area.
After failing to hear the calls for a long time, Magni had no choice but to give up further investigation and turn his attention back to national affairs.
In order to regain the recognition of the civilized world for the Dark Iron Dwarves, Moira proposed to follow the example of King Anvilmar of the Mountains and re-establish the Council of Three Hammers to govern together.
Bronzebeard Dwarves naturally refused; no one is willing to easily give up their vested interests.
However, Wildhammer Dwarves was persuaded by Dark Iron Dwarves ' proposal, and King Flightmaster's recent attitude is somewhat intriguing, as he seems to intend to temporarily join forces with Dark Iron Dwarves to force Bronzebeard Dwarves to agree.
Magni did not rashly interfere in the three-race negotiations led by Muradin. He and his third brother Brian secretly visited the Dun Morogh snow mountain and even went north to the Hinterlands.
The ordinary people of Khaz Modan were not particularly concerned about the conflicts among the three dwarven races. As long as their lives of having wine and meat remained unchanged, it made no difference to them who was in power.
Some Bronzebeard Dwarves held certain hopes for the reconstruction of the Council of Three Hammers, after all, it was a political system established by the great ancient dwarven king Anvimar.
If Dun Morogh is like this, then Aerie Peak is even more so.
The commoners of Wildhammer Dwarves were very enthusiastic about the topic, with most agreeing to reorganize the Council of Three Hammers.
Although Magni had always held a prejudice against the Dark Iron Dwarves, his attitude began to waver after visiting the two locations.
Am I out of touch with the times?
In Andreas' view, the merging of the three dwarf races was only a matter of time.
Struggle is in the nature of intelligent beings, and the process of struggle guides the progress of civilization and promotes the development of science and technology.
But there's a saying in Andreas' homeland from his previous life: "What is divided for a long time will unite, and what is united for a long time will divide."
With the progress of the times, the originally divided Arathor Empire has reunited in the form of an alliance.
Although there were many twists and turns along the way, it has now basically entered a stable period.
The same applies to the dwarves. The main conflict among the three dwarven tribes stems from the ownership of Ironforge, as they all want to monopolize this perfect forging ground.
Blacksmithing and strong liquor are the dwarves' favorite pastimes; they are not as enthusiastic about vying for power and profit as humans.
If it weren't for the ambitious Queen Mordgood of the Dark Iron who instigated a civil war, the three races of dwarves wouldn't be divided to this extent today.
With the Wildhammer and Bronzebeard Dwarves reconciling during World War II, the Wildhammer Dwarves were already able to freely enter and leave Ironforge, and ethnic integration proceeded smoothly and subtly.
The current Dark Iron Queen is a descendant of the Bronzebeard Dwarves, and the people of Khaz Modan have a much better impression of this generation of Dark Iron Dwarves than before.
Under Moira's control, the Dark Iron Dwarves are no longer as tyrannical and cruel as they were when enslaved by the Fire Elemental.
Against the backdrop of this gradual easing of relations among the three parties, it is only a matter of time before the three dwarf tribes reunite, perhaps this year, or perhaps next year or a few years from now.
" Andreas, you seem a little unhappy lately?"
Andreas' absent-mindedness was noticed by Azeroth, who asked him with some concern in a childish voice.
"ah?"
Coming to his senses, Andreas quickly explained, "No, I was just a little distracted."
"Hmm…" Azeroth hesitated for a moment before asking, "Are you worried about that powerful demigod who lives at the bottom of the sea?"
"Uh~"
It must be said that Azeroth's perception is very keen; Andreas was indeed very concerned about Azshara's unusual seclusion and ascetic practices.
Faelithris came mainly to see her daughter, but she also took the opportunity to pass on a message to Andreas.
"I don't know what happened between you and the Queen before. Before she went into seclusion, the Queen was in low spirits and very unhappy. Once she comes out of seclusion... you'd better prepare in advance."
In the face of Azeroth, which can read emotions, it's like talking to Elune, who has a superficial ability to read minds; there's no point in pretending.
Andreas explained to Azeroth with a wry smile, "I'm somewhat worried, but I'm not worried about Azshara's fighting strength, it's just that..."
After pausing for a while, Andreas finally sighed helplessly, "The matter is rather complicated and difficult to describe clearly in a few words."
Azeroth is still young, and she can hardly understand the troubles that even Andreas is struggling with.
However, Azeroth had her own way of thinking. After a few seconds of silence, she comforted her, saying, "If you're worried that your progress isn't as fast as that demigod named Azshara, I might be able to help you."