Among the four people present, only Valeela was specialized in intelligence work. Jaina and Tina Gosa were not professional enough and were not sensitive enough to the existence of intelligence personnel.
Of course there is another reason.
They will more or less look down on the ugly Naga, subconsciously thinking that Naga is just a rough person who relies on physical ability to fight.
But is this really the case?
The answer is obviously no.
It is true that in the perception of most people in Azeroth, the Nagas who often appear in their sights are indeed rough and weak, not much better than fishmen.
However, these low-level Nagas, which are widely distributed near major coastlines, do not represent the entire Naga community.
Sarlayan has also said before that the early Nagas were essentially night elves...or upper elves.
The change in form did not take away the powerful arcane affinity they had gained from being transformed by the Well of Eternity for a long time. They even added water elemental and shadow energy affinities due to the change in adapting to the environment and the blessing of the ancient god Enzos.
Theoretically, high-level Naga casters can add illusions that are as real as the real one, transforming into any race and easily blending into the local area.
Sarlayan doesn't know how long the average lifespan of Naga is. According to the information provided by Tyrande, at least those high-level Nagas have extremely long lifespans like the night elves. Most of them are "blessed by Enzos". "Influence.
If these high-level Nagas had long been interested in lurking among the night elves, they could have spent hundreds or even thousands of years planning their plans.
With such a long incubation time, even locals who are instinctively wary of outsiders cannot always be suspicious of them. Sooner or later, they will subtly identify with them and become one of the locals.
Perhaps there is something unique about Professor Azshara's illusion, but even Jaina and Tina Gosa, who are proficient in arcane magic, didn't see any clues.
Valeera sensed something was wrong out of professional instinct, but Jaina and Tinargosa, who were very sensitive to arcane magic, did not speak. At first, she thought it was because she was neurotic.
It wasn't until Sarlayan brought the topic up that Valeela finally confirmed her sensitivity to the traces of intelligence personnel's activities.
Looking back at the half-opened door of the tavern, Valeera could still hear the noisy sound of drunkards from here.
"Salayan, are you not going to reveal the identity of that Naga spy?"
Sharlayan smiled and shrugged: "Why should I expose it in person? This is not our matter in Quel'Thalas. Judging other countries' internal affairs with a long arm can easily attract contempt."
"Let's go. We've almost gathered the information. When we see Malfurion, we'll tell him what's going on here. Don't alert him yet. I believe he will handle it properly."
Valeela has been partnering with Sarlayan for many years. She could tell at a glance what Sarlayan wanted to do with this secret that she thought had not yet been exposed, so she simply didn't ask any more questions.
Port Estorante was built just a few years ago, and it is definitely the youngest among the many night elf cities with a long history.
Because there have been a large number of ships communicating with Northrend for a long time, it has also taken on the important task of maritime trade with the Eastern Kingdoms.
In just a few years, Estorante has quickly surpassed Auberdine, the old port on the Dark Coast, and has become the largest and most prosperous port city in the Dark Sky Republic with the largest daily ship throughput.
When it was first built, Estorante had only one port area, and all activities revolved around the then relatively shabby dock.
As a large number of passenger ships and merchant ships arrived, Malfurion approved the expansion of Estorante Port many times.
Today, in addition to the port area that has become more and more atmospheric, Port Estorante has extended into three new areas inland, namely the Oak Area, the Temple Area and the Military Area.
There’s not much to say about the military and temple areas.
The temple of the moon god Elune exists in all night elf cities. Larger cities will expand an entire temple area with the moon temple as the center.
The military zone was built to cope with the endless attacks of Nagas. As the conflict with Nagas intensified, the scale of Estorante's military zone also expanded rapidly.
The last oak area is the area where a large number of Estorante residents live, and the interior is divided into three small urban areas, namely the upper city, the lower city and the Grand Market.
It's ironic to say the least.
The Dark Night Republic has long since abolished the aristocratic system during the Dark Night Empire, but the class gap between the common people and the upper class has not disappeared because of this. Those big men just changed their identities and continued to exploit the lower class people.
They used to be called the Highborne Nobles, but now they are called the Druids, the great merchants, and the Moon Priests.
When Malfurion and Tyrande made up their minds to eliminate the nobility and mage privileges, not all highborne were as determined as Dath'Remar to leave.
There are also a considerable number of upper elf mages who "realized their mistakes" and chose to bow to the Druyin sect. These people later became the earliest Balanced Druyin without exception.
The so-called balancing Dru Yin refers to using the power of life to balance the arcane energy that will "cause harm to the world."
To put it simply, the early balanced Dru Yin must also cultivate the life force of Dru Yin. The higher-ups of the sect prohibited them from abusing arcane magic.
Although this approach has an obvious political purpose, it has to be said that using the power of nature to balance the power of arcane magic is indeed a stroke of genius.
Just like the principle of the Miracle Tree Arcandor, the gentle force of nature gradually cured the magic addiction of those Highborne wizards who lost the Well of Eternity.
Magic addiction is the ultimate problem that plagues all the upper elves. Seeing that Dru Yin's way of balance can cure magic addiction, more and more upper elf mages pinch their noses and join the Dru Yin sect, intending to use Dru Yin's method to cure magic addiction. Malfurion, who taught all people the way, was happy to see this happen.
There is a saying in the different world that states are easy to change, but nature is hard to change.
Occupations and identities can be changed, but the Machiavellian thinking in the bones of the upper elf is difficult to change.
After 10,000 years of development, most of these original high elf mages have reached the middle and upper levels of the Cenarion Circle by virtue of their skillful political fighting skills.
If Malfurion could stay awake and suppress them, these highborne elves, who had already experienced Malfurion's power, would still dare to be too presumptuous.
As Malfurion slept in the Emerald Dream for a long time, the careless Fandral could not suppress these cunning guys at all, nor did he think of suppressing them.
From the point of view of Fandral, who has a straightforward temper, he doesn't care about his subordinates' former identities, as long as they can be used by him according to their orders and prohibitions.
It was also during the period when Fandral acted as the leader of the Druyin that several Druyin factions in the Cenarion Circle quickly grew in size, and their clique-building methods were exactly the same as those of the original Highborne.
There are indeed no nobles in the Dark Night Republic, but ordinary people are still ordinary people, and the upper class are still upper class. There is no essential change, it's just that the same people have changed their identities.
The upper town of Estorante is mainly populated by senior leaders of the major Druyin factions.
These upper-class people who had no profit and could not afford to get early were keenly aware of the huge business opportunities contained in the increasingly prosperous Estorante Port, and like sharks smelling the smell of blood, they hurriedly sent people over to make arrangements in advance.
The vision of these old big families is indeed very vicious. Estorante has grown to its current scale in just a few years, and the generous capital injection from these upper class people has played a big role in this.
Of course, as the saying goes, the wool comes from the sheep.
The money invested by the faction bosses in the early stage will definitely be rewarded, and those who pay for their investment are the dock workers who work hard in the port area.
[Grass (modal particle)! I really thought that night elves had no class differences, but my dream was shattered. 】
[You are simply overthinking this. Wherever there are people, there will be rivers and lakes. Class differences will exist wherever there are people. 】
[Indeed, the night elves are not some Virgin White Lotus. Otherwise, how could someone like Tyrande, who rose to power relying on the nepotism of his "boss", securely remain the leader of the country for 10,000 years? 】
Sarlayan only took the time to glance at the content of the barrage discussion and did not personally participate in it.
"Here we are."
Malfurion's temporary office was chosen at the junction of the Oak District and the Temple District.
The so-called office building is actually a big tree spawned by Dru Yin's magic. A large number of tree houses used as temporary offices are distributed on this spirally growing tree.
When the four of Sarlayan arrived at the stairs at the bottom of the big tree, Tyrande Whisperwind, who had an unsightly expression on his face, was already waiting here. He folded his hands in front of his chest with an impatient expression, and subconsciously moved his forefoot on the ground. Tread.
"too slow!"
Finally seeing the Sarlayan quartet who had used their familiars to report in advance, Tyrande asked angrily: "Didn't you say they would arrive in half an hour? It's already been an hour! You high elves have no sense of time. !"
The grumpy Grandma Tai, who Saraian raised her hand to stop, continued to attack: "Don't worry, we didn't waste these half an hour in vain."
"Anyway, let's meet Speaker Stormrage in the office first. This private visit is an eye-opener for us."
