Due to someone's overly conservative development strategy, for ten thousand years, the night elves have only retained the one-third of an acre they originally had, and have never thought of expanding.
They didn't even plan to take back Winterspring Valley and Azshara, the two territories that originally belonged to them.
The development of Winterspring Valley has been proposed by Maiev, and she rushed to Winterspring Valley to supervise it personally.
But the Azshara region, which has been abandoned for many years, remains untouched.
Sarlayan found it hard to understand.
The Azshara region can build an excellent port with just a little repair, so why do the night elves always show little interest in this area.
"Uh~ Well..."
Facing Sarlayan's question, Shandis looked a little embarrassed.
"In a word, mother...she doesn't like that name and doesn't even want to touch it."
The corners of Sarlayan's and Valeera's mouths twitched fiercely.
Onyxia laughed loudly for fear that the world would be in chaos: "Is it because of this? Is she a child? She is actually like this on a major event related to the future of the race... woohoo!"
Valeera covered the Black Dragon Princess's mouth expressionlessly, not letting her finish what she said.
"Be honest, have you forgotten Sarlayan's warning?"
"Tsk!"
Onyxia slapped Valeela's hand away unhappily: "I know! I'll just keep quiet."
Someone is the adoptive mother who adopted Shandis. As a woman, Shandis can't say anything wrong with her.
But it can be seen from her expression that Shandis also has different opinions on this matter.
As a military attache, Shandris could certainly see the important strategic value of the Azshara region. However, if someone just refused to listen, Shandris could only do nothing.
Fortunately, the current Dark Night Republic is no longer dominated by a certain big boss who has no knowledge of government affairs, otherwise Sarlayan would not bother to make this trip.
Under the leadership of Shandis, the group set off to the top of the mountain again, and came to the foot of Nordrassil, the world tree, again after many years.
This time, Valeela did not suffer from the embarrassing altitude sickness like before, and her condition remained stable while riding the elevator up.
Shandris informed the Dark Night Council of Sharlayan's visit in advance. When the five people took the elevator to the top, Speaker Malfurion, who was staying in the capital, came to greet them in person.
"Earl of Deep Shadow, welcome to Andarius again."
Malfurion's expression looked a little tired, but his eyes were still bright, and he seemed to have found a sense of fulfillment in his busyness.
As the first Speaker of the Night Parliament, Malfurion does not have to do everything personally, but he must control the overall situation, arrange the work that each member is responsible for, and coordinate the conflicts that arise between some people. The workload is not at all Not low.
After the establishment of the Dark Night Council, Malfurion truly realized what a country's decision-makers should be like.
Looking back on the past, he felt that the 10,000 years when someone was in power was like playing house, acting based on his own preferences and without any professionalism at all.
But there was nothing she could do. After all, she was a stupid woman of her own. If her teeth were knocked out, she could only swallow them with blood.
After Malfurion came to power, he sent his stupid wife to deal with theocratic affairs, and still managed the Sisters of Elune.
With Elune backing her up, this is exactly her strength.
Apart from this, Malfurion did not dare to let her get involved in other things. No matter how much the prodigal and stupid woman blew her pillow, she would not let go.
After handing the four Sarlayans to the Chancellor, Shandris waved goodbye to them and returned to Ashenvale to continue training the army.
The last time I came to Andarius was a few years ago. I came and went in a hurry and didn't even enter the city. I just had a brief chat with Malfurion.
There were more important things to talk about this time. Under the guidance of Malfurion, the group of people walked through the city to the Parliament Hall.
Valeera, Onyxia, and Stellagosa consciously did not follow the room, and only Sharlayan followed Malfurion into the Chancellor's office.
Malfurion knew that Sharlayan always went to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing, and he did not like those vain red tapes.
After serving him fresh Ningshen scented tea, the archdruid asked straight to the point: "Let's get straight to the point, Sarlayan, what is the purpose of your visit?"
A smile appeared on Sarlayan's face: "It's refreshing, then I won't be confused."
"Master Stormrage, have the night elves considered developing the Azshara region?"
"Azshara?"
Malfurion frowned slightly. For those who had experienced the Dark Night Empire era, it was only natural that they would react when hearing that name.
However, Malfurion was not an impulsive high priest after all, and he quickly adjusted his mentality.
"What is your plan? What benefits can the Dark Sky Republic gain from the development of the Azshara region?"
Sarlayan said categorically: "If you are interested in Northrend's resources, it is imperative to develop the Azshara region. This trade route can greatly increase the trade income of the Dark Sky Republic."
Malfurion stroked his thick beard thoughtfully: "You mean, build a port?"
"certainly."
Sarlayan took out the map of Azeroth he had painstakingly drawn from the space package and spread it out on Malfurion's desk.
"This is……"
Malfurion's expression became serious as he noticed the islands and continents on the map that even the night elves were unaware of.
"...Salayan, can you guarantee the authenticity of this map?"
Sarlayan smiled confidently: "Of course, I drew this map myself, and every mark left on it was personally visited by me."
"Pandaria, Zandalar..."
Malfurion looked at the two relatively uncommon place names in the southern part of the Maelstrom with bright eyes.
"Huh~"
Rubbing his eye sockets, Malfurion forced himself to retract his attention.
"Let's not talk about them first. Did you just say Northrend's resources?"
The night elves' records of Northrend still stop at thousands of years ago. Since Andrassil was cut down, the night elves have never made a large-scale landing on that cold Arctic continent.
The night elves' scouts had long inquired about the movements of the high elves and Kul Tiras, and knew that they had gone to Northrend one after another and had conflicts with the local indigenous people.
What a coincidence, these natives are the frost trolls who cannot urinate in the same pot as the elves.
The fight between the high elves and the Drakkari did not surprise Malfurion at all, it was almost inevitable.
Howling Fjord in the eastern part of Northrend has been regarded as its own territory by Kul Tiras, and the Grizzly Hills are also open to Quel'Thalas due to their cooperation with the greymaw furbolgs.
In addition to the Dragonblight in the center, which no one dares to invade, Quel'Thalas and Kul Tiras have already captured nearly one-third of Northrend's territory.
According to reports from night elf scouts lurking in Northrend, the high elves in New Shandalar City are still digging tunnels in the southwest of Crystalsong Forest, and they don't know where they plan to go.
Storm Peak and Icecrown are extremely cold places and don't want dogs.
Zul'Drak is the home of the frost trolls, and is currently in a back-and-forth with the high elves.
Excluding these areas, the only areas that can be considered as unclaimed land are the Borean Tundra and Sholazar Basin to the west.
Malfurion asked Sarlayan meaningfully: "Do you want us to take over the Borean Tundra and become neighbors with the blue dragon?"
The blue dragon's home base, Kaudala Island, is located in the offshore northwest of the Borean Tundra. Young blue dragons often cross the sea to go to the Borean Tundra for teething ceremonies.
Sarlayan spread his hands indifferently: "With the friendly relationship between the night elves and the dragon clan, I believe you can handle the differences between you."
"Ha~"
Malfurion smiled and shook his head: "That's easy to say. Dragons are not that easy to serve. You should know this better than others."
"It doesn't matter."
Sarlayan pointed his finger towards the Sholazar Basin further north in the Borean Tundra.
"If you don't want to conflict with the blue dragon, you can use the Borean Tundra as a transit station and place the Northrend base in the Sholazar Basin where the climate is more suitable."
Malfurion looked at Sarlayan with a half-smile: "Salayan, you don't think that we don't know the origin of Sholazar Basin, do you?"
Sarlayan said without hesitation: "Of course I know that the Soraza Basin is the experimental site of Titan Guardian Freya, but so what?"
"I am confident that I have the authority over all the Titan facilities in the Soraazar Basin in my own hands. I guarantee you that Freya will never be able to take the authority back."
"Unless she comes from Ulduar in anger, this Titan Experimental Site will definitely become a land where mortals can live and work in peace and contentment."
Malfurion's pupils shrank slightly: "Seize the authority of the Titan Guardian? It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip."
