The public entertainment industry in Suramar is very developed. At least Carlos was very happy when he visited the zoo, which gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
It's a pity that the current Nightborne has not captured the Devilsaur.
It's fair to say that the high elves in Silvermoon City have never heard of such a thing as a zoo.
The royal garden of Lordaeron's old father-in-law's house only contains some harmless rare birds and animals, both in quantity and variety, which are several notches lower than the zoo in Suramar.
It seems that the upper class of the Children of the Night still have two brushes in the direction of satisfying the happiness of the people at the bottom.
But when it comes to private entertainment, Children of the Night is very devoid of anything new.
Not only is there nothing new, but it's also a bit boring.
Tossing and turning is not just the way people play tricks on others.
After the negotiation with Elisandro entered the second stage, Carlos had a lot of free time to experience life in Suramar City.
After the Grand Magister completed the internal ideological integration of the Children of the Night, the attitude of the nobles towards Carlos suddenly improved.
So after all the extravagance and lewdness, Carlos felt more and more that the Son of the Night was unreliable.
Without Elisandro's strong suppression, this magical city would collapse from its foundations.
Under the peaceful and prosperous conditions of oppression and peace, the sharpness of social contradictions has not been smoothed away, but has been roughly suppressed.
How did you say that?
Oh, yes, demons have taken root in Suramar long before the Burning Legion arrived.
As a diplomatic envoy, Carlos did not have many channels or positions to contact the lower class people of Suramar. However, relying on observation and speculation and the clichés of receiving nobles, Carlos had a general understanding of the social structure of the Nightborne.
Then there is no need to waste time anymore.
Before his showdown with Elisandro, Carlos accepted Talisa's invitation to hunt.
Carlos has good senses for Talisa, is rational and self-disciplined, and is a good choice as a friend.
But as a political ally, Talisa is unqualified. She has the perfect tendency of naive romanticism and is always proud of her status.
This is a fatal weakness.
But what does it have to do with me.
The plan for the hunt was to head north.
To the north of Suramar is their magic wine brewery. The regular armies of the Children of the Night have swept away the surrounding area over and over again. There have long been no large ferocious beasts worthy of Carlos's fight.
But further north, there are some storm dragons living on the seaside cliffs.
Carlos was interested.
Under the protection of the Demon Swordsman, the original hunting activity of hiding and chasing turned into a flashy athletic performance. Even the ferocious and cunning Demon Saber could not harm the Chief Arcanist's guests in the slightest.
"Your Majesty Carlos, there is no honor in this hunt."
The Glory Orc said to Carlos.
"Guests should act like guests and just relax."
Carlos was satisfied with the scenery of the wilderness.
Under the infiltration of magic, the wilderness of Suramar has a completely different style from Lordaeron. It is also an excellent experience to stop and look along the way.
In addition, Thalyssra used her rich knowledge to explain things around Suramar to Carlos, which made Carlos admire the knowledge and knowledge of Suramar's chief arcanist.
The only regret is that the traces behind this hunt are too heavy and the original flavor has been lost.
Carlos could roughly guess from the unnaturalness in Talisa's words and deeds that this invitation was probably a political mission, but why Elisandro wanted to send herself to Suramar was a big mystery.
But don't worry too much, at least Carlos doesn't think his life is in danger. Under the current situation, the Children of the Night have no reason to persecute him.
So just enjoy it to the fullest, there won’t be many happy moments.
Most of the dragon-hunting journey was on the roads paved by the Children of the Night, traveling at extremely fast speeds.
But even then, you still need to spend the night in the wild.
After leaving the arcane canopy that shrouded Suramar, I regained the concept of the alternation of day and night, and the joy of sunrise was particularly moving.
Although the children of the night live in Suramar, a place of eternal night, they are not afraid of the sun. This is something that surprised Carlos.
After a simple wash and tidy up, the combination of humans, orcs, and children of the night, which was so large that it didn't look like a hunting team at all, set out on the road again.
In Suramar City, in the Night Fortress, after taking away Carlos, the Grand Magister Elisandre was preparing for an important magic ceremony.
For this reason, the Grand Magister needs to fully mobilize the energy of the Night Well to meet the needs of this magical ritual, which will cause Suramar's magical defense facilities to lose coverage.
The secrets that the Nightborne depended on could not be revealed to other races, so Elisandre ordered Thalyssra to plan such an untimely hunt.
When the Great Magister launched this ritual, the powerful magic power of the Night Well seemed to be stretched thin. Under the cover of the arcane canopy, Suramar's eternal night scene dimmed one by one.
The magic power originally supplied to the entire city is rapidly gathering in the Dark Night Fortress along the magic passage buried underground.
Surrounded by the energy of this majestic Well of Night, Grand Magister Elisandre stepped into this arcane torrent and activated the Eye of Aman'Thul. The true master of the Children of the Night once again chose for the continuation of the race. A peek into the future.
Even without the need for prophecy magic, Elisandro can make the correct judgment simply by relying on the knowledge he has accumulated over the years - the Nightborne of Suramar are continuing to decline.
The people need more magic and materials, the ruling class needs more benefits, and the Children of the Night need a broader living space.
None of this is a problem.
The problem is that the Nightborne's night elf relatives don't think so.
The arrival of Carlos made the Grand Magister see another possibility, the possibility of giving up Kalimdor and embracing the Eastern Kingdom.
But this choice is also full of uncertainty.
The Alliance of Lordaeron is similar in size to the Kaldorei Empire. If the balance cannot be carefully weighed, a hasty alliance will cause Suramar to lose room for maneuver.
So the Grand Magister needs guidance from the future.
This is not the first time that Elisandro has peeked into the future. With the help of the Eye of Aman'Thul, the magic ritual is proceeding safely and reliably.
The only difference between this magic ceremony and the past is probably that underground in Suramar, in the magic corridor that serves as the magic hub, two figures, one large and one small, are sneaking forward.
"Lord Chromie, why can't we properly submit the application to enter Suramar instead of going through the sewers? The smell here is really bad."
Stellagosa couldn't even remember how many times she had complained.
But as a young blue dragon, Stellagosa is no match for the adult bronze dragon Chromie.
It was clear that Grandpa's mission was to lead Chromie to Suramar to contact the Children of the Night, but inexplicably under Chromie's power, he assisted her in infiltrating Suramar.
This is very confusing, how did all this happen naturally?
Stellagosa couldn't understand.
Although the blue dragon and the Nightborne do not interact frequently, the two parties have been in harmony without conflicts of interest so far. Senegos and Alisandre have known each other for more than 10,000 years. If they submit their immigration applications properly, there is no reason for them to Rejected.
Why go down the sewer like a rat?
Stellagosa was very resentful.
"This is?"
"What a strong energy wave!"
Chromie relied on his strength and Xiaoxing relied on his racial talent to sense the energy of the Dark Night Well riot almost at the same time.
"Okay, you can go."
With such a clear gathering of magic power as a road sign, Chromie decisively crossed the river and burned the bridge to show that Stellagosa was no longer needed.
