"You want to go to Azsuna?"
Although Sarlayan and Valeela did not deliberately lower their conversation, it was not easy to hear their conversation clearly due to the loud noise suppression in the venue.
A cold voice suddenly came from high behind them, startling the two of them. When they turned around, they discovered that Maiev had been sitting on the roof of the venue at some point, looking down at them.
Maiev herself was not very interested in the so-called celebration banquet, but no matter what, it was impossible for her to wear armor and wear armor with low emotional intelligence.
Maiev did not wear an evening dress like Valeera and other women, but just changed into casual clothes.
This was shocking enough for the always selfless leader of the Watch. From time to time, male night elves in the venue would quietly look at her with stunning eyes.
To be fair, Maiev is really good looking.
Even Sarlayan, who has been baptized by the top beauties of high elves since childhood and has extremely high standards, seems to be able to get a high score of 90+.
But her always raised eyebrows and cold attitude became points minus points. Coupled with her own majestic temperament, few people dared to look at Maiev with admiring eyes.
...Of course, most of the time, you can't actually see her face at all, and that ugly Watcher helmet can block all prying eyes.
Maiev herself didn't care about this. She had sworn to dedicate everything to Elune, and she had never thought of finding a life partner for so many years.
The half-drunk Fandral Staghelm had teased Sharlayan and Valeera in the venue, saying that Maiev was an old woman who had never understood anything.
Fortunately, Maiev didn't hear these words, otherwise the Archdruid would probably have a very "fulfilling" life in the coming days.
In fact, the Moon God belief system has never prohibited marriage. As the high priest of the Moon God, Tyrande also showed off with Malfurion. This is purely Maiev's personal behavior and has nothing to do with the organization.
Someone in the barrage joked that Maiev faced Illidan as a prisoner every day, and after ten thousand years, she might have developed some unwanted feelings for him.
But Sarlayan and Valeela, who have personally contacted Maiev, know that this statement is just a groundless rumor, and the possibility of her being a lesbian is more reliable than this rumor.
This is not all the nonsense of Sarlayan and Valeera. Maiev always has a businesslike and cold attitude when facing outsiders.
She only shows a soft expression when communicating with her Watcher sisters, completely showing the super good looks she should have, and she really has a bit of an orange atmosphere.
After the cooperative battle to kill Sareth, Maiev's attitude towards Sarlayan and Valeela was pretty good. Although she didn't greet them with a smile, at least she no longer had a straight face and her demeanor was relatively peaceful.
Sarlayan raised his head and said to Maiev on the roof: "Yes, I plan to go to Azsuna to find information related to Azshara and confirm whether my guess is correct."
Maiev did not continue to ask what Sarlayan's guess was, but nodded slightly.
"Da~"
Jumping down from the roof nimbly and landing steadily in front of the two of them, Maiev took out a badge from her arms and patted it on Sarlayan's hand.
Sarlayan, who has a keen sense of smell, smelled a hint of the fragrance of fruit wine from the badge that was still a little warm.
'She actually drank? '
"The Watcher's base camp, Watch Island, is just offshore south of Azsuna. If you encounter trouble that you cannot solve on your own, you can use this badge to go to the Watcher's Cave to seek help from Mylene Bladewing."
From what Sharlayan learned from other night elves, Maiev was an aloof person who focused only on her duties.
Also, it is said that she is very disgusted with the upper elves and their descendants, and her tough attitude even exceeds that of Tyrande, who is aggressive towards others.
However, after personal contact with Maiev, Sharlayan discovered that many of these rumors were untrue.
Maiev is indeed very indifferent to unfamiliar outsiders, but everyone has two sides, and Maiev is undoubtedly a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
As descendants of the upper elf, Sarlayan and Valeera did not encounter any unreasonable difficulties when they came into contact with Maiev, and it was more business-like.
Before Sharlayan could recover, Maiev turned around and waved goodbye to the two of them.
"It's time for me to go back and continue to guard the prisoners. Remember to explain to the others for me."
After Maiev strode out of sight, Valeela lowered her head and chuckled.
"Maiev's character is too straightforward, which can easily offend people. No wonder there are so many false rumors about her in the night elves."
Sarlayan also jokingly replied: "Is this called a straight woman of steel? No... Whether she is straight remains to be seen."
Valeera hit Sarlayan's waist with her elbow angrily: "Don't gossip behind other people's backs, and take a step back and say, even if this is true, it has nothing to do with us, as long as she doesn't take me Just treat it as a goal.”
…
At three o'clock in the morning, most of the people who attended the banquet had fallen asleep, and Fandral Staghelm, who was drinking to drown his sorrows, snored all day long.
Tyrande said goodbye to Sharlayan and Valeera early in the morning, returned to Nordrassil, and eagerly waited for the latest news from the expeditionary force led by Malfurion from the front line.
Due to a previous thought, Sarlayan did not rush to set off. He and Valeela stayed in Lorasil for one more day, and finally waited until Staghelm woke up from his hangover in the evening of the same day.
"Well……"
Lu Kai, who was still a little groggy, climbed out of bed with difficulty. He was extremely disciplined in his life and had already developed a biological clock. He would wake up naturally when the time came.
"You finally woke up."
The sound coming from the window made Deer Helmet stunned for a moment, and he looked up in astonishment. He saw a wolf with silver-white fur squatting on the roof of the building opposite.
"So, the series of wolf howls just now were made by you?"
Sarlayan: "Ahem~ It's not important, I just can't help myself when I see the full moon."
There has been talk of the Howling Wolf Moon in Azeroth since ancient times, and Sharlayan can personally guarantee that this rumor is true.
Since today happened to be the full moon, there was some inexplicable commotion in Sarlayan's body.
Curious, he followed his instinct and turned into the silver wolf form. He roared several times at the full moon hanging in the night sky. In an instant, his thoughts became clear and his whole body felt relaxed.
The full moon seemed to have a special effect on the silver wolf, and Sarlayan could feel that his body was absorbing some kind of energy.
These mystical energies serve Sharlayan well while ensuring that Goldrinn's fury does not get carried away.
The silver-white energy is further tempering the body of the silver wolf, making his muscles tighter and his bones strengthened to a certain extent.
Sarlayan wasn't sure what the reason for this was. The moon in Azeroth did have strange powers. It was said that when the two moons converged, it would trigger a powerful tide of magic, which was the most suitable time to perform certain special rituals.
"Huh~"
Staghelm shook his head heavily, trying to get his dizzy brain to resume functioning as quickly as possible.
"You stayed here specifically because you want to talk to me about something, right?"
"Just say it straight. I don't like beating around the bush."
Silver Wolf raised his eyebrows with interest: "What a coincidence, I don't like the roundabout way of saying it."
"I'm afraid what I'm about to say may go against the Druid's belief in following the rules of nature. It's not convenient to discuss it in detail here, so come with me first."
…
After leaving Lorasil, Sarlayan's transformed silver wolf and traveling form of the great white deer came to a small lake in the south of the town one after another.
"This is it."
With Staghelm transforming back into human form, Sarlayan asked straight to the point: "Arch Druid Staghelm, have you ever heard of the Thornspeaker?"
Staghelm was a little surprised by Sharlayan's question, but he still nodded and answered.
"I heard that the Thornspeakers are another sect derived from the fundamental Druids. It is said that they are not obsessed with maintaining the rules of nature, but are committed to studying how to achieve a balance between life and death."
"Yes, I am a Thornspeaker."
Sarlayan's outstretched hands held two different powers at the same time. The left hand was the power of life full of vitality, and the right hand was the dim and obscure power of death.
"I dare not say how much achievements it has made in maintaining the balance between life and death, but necromancy is indeed unique in some aspects."
"For example...conjuring spirits."
Deer Helmet's eyes, which were originally cloudy due to hangover, suddenly shot out two sharp gleams, and the remaining alcoholism disappeared immediately.
"You...can you help me recall Vastann's soul?!"
