Malfurion and Tyrande both began to retreat after the Battle of Seamount.
According to the results of the discussions between the members of the Night Council, Malfurion and Tyrande, the face of the night elves, will be the first to break through seclusion. After they come out of seclusion, it will be Maiev and Fandral's turn.
This is to prevent all high-level officials from being shut down at once and affecting the national development trend of the Dark Night Republic.
Fandral has been so busy in the past year or so that he has never touched the ground, but things are not so bad for Maiev. This grumpy eldest sister is always a workaholic.
After Tyrande went into seclusion, Maiev temporarily handed over the work of the Watcher to Sera Moonguard, Mylene Bladewing and others. She rolled up her sleeves with her personal assistant Nasa and concentrated on taking care of Luna. All kinds of trouble with belief systems.
While Tyrande is away, Maiev plans to reform the Moon God Priests so that they can get rid of the bureaucratic style they developed while working under Tyrande.
...Speaking of which, Sarlayan has always been curious about the relationship between Maiev and Nasa. He always felt that the relationship between master and servant was not pure.
[Isn’t it obvious enough that Maiev is an old maid who has not had any intimate contact with a man for more than 10,000 years? 】
[I think so too, Maiev’s sexual orientation should be female, but I don’t know whether it’s congenital or nurtured by the environment. 】
[What about Yin Lidan? 】
[Don’t be misled by the second creation. The relationship between Maiev and Yin Lidan is just that of hunter and prey. There is no ambiguity at all. 】
When talking about this kind of gossip topic, the speed of the barrage has increased significantly.
Sarlayan, who had caused the topic, broke away with one blow, and allowed the barrage to quarrel over the topic. He leisurely stamped and handled official duties while peeking at the screen for fun.
"Hey~ are you busy?"
Just as Sarlayan was distracted by Valeela's assistance, a familiar voice suddenly came from the window sill behind the two of them.
"Ha..." Sarlayan sighed in surprise: "Dad, can't you just walk through the door normally? Can you get rid of your habit of climbing through windows at home?"
"Haha~" Julian laughed perfunctorily without any remorse: "Occupational diseases can't be changed."
"Listen to your nonsense." Sarlayan rolled his eyes angrily: "How come Valeela doesn't have this kind of occupational disease?"
Julian waved his hand indifferently: "Okay, forget about these trivial things. You didn't ask me to come back just to scold me, right?"
"Hey~" Sarlayan shook his head and gave up persuasion: "You must know why I asked you to come back. Just tell me the answer directly."
Julian, who was squatting on the windowsill, finally rolled in.
That is to say, they are members of the family who have been certified. If outsiders tried to sneak into the mansion of Duke Shenying through illegal means, they would have been wiped out by the matryoshka trap magic circle set by Stella Gosa.
Every arcanist is a master of positional warfare. When they are at the same level, you should never try to attack an arcanist's mage tower, otherwise you will definitely be played into doubts about your life.
"I know what you want to ask, Yin Nasi's whereabouts...right?"
Sarlayan was too lazy to take any action and asked straight to the point: "So where is the answer? Where did mom go without saying hello this time? She won't go to Enzos alone to fight, right? ?”
Julian shook his head dumbfounded: "Do you think Yin Nasi is out of her mind? She is well aware of the strength gap between herself and the ancient gods."
"Let's talk first. I can't tell you the specific situation 100% clearly."
Julian folded his armor first before telling the truth: "Yin Nasi's sudden departure was to pay homage to her deceased parents. This is already a practice every five years. As for why she didn't come back for a long time... I I don’t know.”
"Worship..."
Sarlayan touched his chin thoughtfully: "Dragonblight? I've been to Wyrmrest Temple before, but I haven't heard that my mother has been to Dragonblight recently."
Julian shook his head: "This is your habitual thinking. Indeed, after death, most dragons will return to their roots and be buried in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, but there are actually many exceptions."
"You also know that Yin Nasi's parents are Green Dragon and Red Dragon."
"Because the living habits of the husband and wife are slightly different from those of the other's clan, in order to accommodate the other, they did not settle their home near the dragon clan's holy land, nor were they buried in the Dragon Bone Wilderness after their death."
"Is there such a thing?" Sarlayan and Valeera looked at each other, and they both saw a little worry in each other's eyes: "Then where are my grandfather and grandmother buried?"
"The dragon bones buried outside the Dragonbone Wilderness... may be targeted by people with evil intentions."
Julian spread his hands helplessly: "I have also mentioned this issue to your mother, more than once."
"But according to her, that was her parents' last wish, and she could only choose to respect it."
"As for the location, you have all heard of it. It is near the Vermilion Sanctuary in the Northron Highlands."
"Uh~"
Sarlayan's eyebrows twitched unconsciously: "It's Northeron again, why do I feel that you two have a bad connection with this ghost place?"
Julian smiled bitterly and said: "What can we do? Putting aside all the troubles in Northeron before, Vermilion Sanctuary was originally one of the red dragon's permanent strongholds outside Dragonblight. Your grandfather and grandmother chose to settle there. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
"And according to Yin Nasi, her parents kept talking about wanting to return to the true hometown of the Dragon Clan until they died, but unfortunately they have not been able to do so so far."
Although Julian is the son-in-law of the Dragon Clan, after all, he is not a wall hanging like Sarlayan who can help with barrage information. He knows very little about the secrets of the Dragon Clan and has little interest in studying it in depth.
"Is the true hometown of the Dragon Clan..."
Sarlayan's eyes became a little deeper, and the experienced Julian saw some clues through the changes in his son's eyes, and asked in surprise: "What? Do you know?"
"Well, that's right."
Sarlayan scratched his head and explained: "But that's all I know. I've never been there."
"The dragon tribe did not settle in the Dragonblight from the beginning. Before the catastrophe that changed the landscape of Azeroth, all the dragon tribe lived in a paradise now called the Dragon Islands."
Julian touched his chin thoughtfully: "Dragon Islands? Since such a place exists, why have I never heard Yin Nasi mention it? Why don't the dragons return to their hometown to live?"
Sarlayan sighed regretfully: "Because I can't go back. The chaos of the magic network caused by the collapse of the earth has seriously affected the ecology of the Dragon Islands. The massive loss of magic power has made it uninhabitable."
"As a last resort, the Dragon Clan could only seal the Dragon Islands, and the whole family moved to settle near the Dragon Mian Temple."
"I'm going too far, let's get back to the topic."
Salayan brought the topic back at the right time: "If it was just to pay homage to my grandfather and grandmother, my mother wouldn't have stayed away for so long without saying goodbye."
"Could it be that she encountered something unexpected during this worship trip?"
Julian said sternly: "This is what I'm worried about too. Although Yin Nasi has an out-of-touch personality, she has never...well, she usually doesn't lose contact like this that worries her family."
Everyone knows the reason why Julian changed his story. After all, Yin Nas almost sent her away completely and never came back. It was thanks to Saraian's efforts that she was brought back from the dead.
Julian's subtle change of words made everyone present subconsciously think in a bad direction, and Sarlayan's brows furrowed involuntarily.
"No! I'm still worried. What if my mother is unlucky enough to be involved in big trouble again... The Vermilion Sanctuary in Northeron, right?"
Sarlayan lowered his head and pondered for a moment before raising his head and saying to Julian: "Dad, you go first, and I will teleport you directly to Stromgarde in Arathi Highlands."
Julian nodded and agreed without hesitation: "No problem, then where do you plan to go?"
Sarlayan pointed at the huge map hanging behind him, and his finger stopped on a high ground with the Wildhammer dwarf logo: "I want to go to the Hinterlands to move reinforcements first."
"After all, Northeron is the hometown of the Wildhammer dwarves, and they are the local gangsters. Falstad Wildhammer, who is staying at the Eagle's Nest Mountain, should give me some face and provide some help within his ability for our tracing operation. "
