The Silver Moon Crystal docked at the upper city of Late Winter Fortress after dark. But it got dark quite early in Northrend, so after a few hours at the hotel, Vereesa left her daughter to her husband to put her to bed, and went to play with her second sister Sylvanas.
Not surprisingly, Veresa's action of slamming the door received only one word from her second sister.
"roll"! Fine. Vereesa couldn't sleep. With her daughter by her side and unable to play adult games with Ronin, she thought about it and knocked on Maiev Shadowsong's door.
Then the door opened. Wow, triple happiness. Do night elves need a score of 95 if they want to apply for the Warden professional interview?
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"No, it's just a coincidence." Maiev Shadowsong heard the footsteps through the door and judged that it was Vereesa who had the trick, so she opened the door without putting on her armor again.
After all, this is the Late Winter Fortress, and this hotel is used to accommodate the officers of the Seventh Army during their rotation and reception.
The official flagship store of "VIP", Maiev Shadowsong, as a watcher, needs to be vigilant at all times to avoid delusions of being victimized.
So she and her two companions in pajamas gave the young high elf woman a bit of mature crit from the night elves.
"It's great. Look at this healthy violet skin and marble-like muscle lines. We Quel'dorei elves are too fair and thin. My eldest sister's figure can be compared with yours. My second sister can't even do it. I I don’t know if it will work if I practice for another two hundred years.”…
"So why did you come to see me?"
"Hey, I can't sleep. I want to chat with you, Sister Maiev."... Maiev Shadowsong hesitated to speak. She thought about the shipping fare and how she actually got it. Regarding the matter of Vereesa and her daughter being taken hostage, he suddenly felt soft-hearted and
The word "go" was swallowed back. Sisters, from Dalaran to Late Winter Fortress, your second sister and I were on guard against each other. It took a lot of energy. You...
"Would you like some late-night snacks? I'll pay for it!" Vereesa didn't regard herself as an outsider at all. Seeing that Maiev Shadowsong was not having a good conversation, she started to harass the other two night elves, and directly punished Maiev Shadowsong. Speechless.
Nodding secretly, Maiev Shadowsong signaled to her two companions that the high elf in front of them was of low risk and could communicate normally.
Then he no longer cared about Veresa, a little girl over two hundred years old, and lay on her side on the bed, closing her eyes and concentrating.
It's just that in the long career of a watcher, after staying in the wilderness for a long time, the soft velvet and satin bed was a little uncomfortable to sleep on. Maiev Shadowsong heard that the three of them actually played a card game, and her thoughts became a little empty. stand up.
I can’t remember exactly how many years ago it was. Anyway, that annoying Tyrande Whisperwind was just a trainee priestess who had just entered the temple, and she was already the official priest of the Moon Goddess Temple.
At that time, the priests who served the goddess could receive various luxurious daily necessities provided by Zin-Azshara every year. Although the queen did not sincerely respect Elune, the goddess of the moon, she had never treated the goddess's priests badly.
On the other hand, except for the daughters of upper elf families, girls from commoner families will not be able to enter the priestess training class unless they roll the dice well when they are born and have outstanding talent and appearance.
Maiev Shadowsong also lived a relaxed and comfortable life for many years. Half asleep and half awake, the watchman inexplicably recalled his youthful years.
Then during the Battle of Earthshaking, he woke up from the violent earthquake when the Well of Eternity exploded.
Except for Vereesa who was a little confused looking at the good cards in her hand, the three night elf female warriors immediately began to put on their armor.
Is this an earthquake? No, there are shouts of killing in the city! But the sound from the loudspeaker calling on residents to keep their doors and windows and strictly abide by the curfew caused Maiev Shadowsong to feel a little confused.
There were shouts of death in the city, but the area inside the hotel and outside the hotel was too peaceful. Are all human beings of such high quality? They would not run away from a major earthquake. I really believe that you can’t run away from a big earthquake but don’t run away from a small one. principle.
It wasn't until the violent shaking subsided that Vereesa threw away the cards in her hand and stood up from the thick bearskin stall in front of the fireplace in the private room.
"I'm going to find the second sister to ask what's going on." Not long after Vereesa left, Ronin knocked on the door and asked Maiev, Shadowsong and the others to dress up and go to Sylvanas' room.
Varian Wrynn is here. The king of Stormwind City, Varian Wrynn, wearing a thick bearskin cloak, eagerly came to see the lady.
Looking at the unbrushed snowflakes on Varian's shoulders, the sludge and dirt in the gaps in his armor, and the high ponytail that was messed up by the strong wind, it's not hard to tell that he came in a hurry just after getting off the airship.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?" Sylvanas suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Ronin was dressed neatly in the robes of the archmage, Vereesa was in the room with her daughter and had not come over. The three watchers were fully armed, and they dressed themselves in evening clothes... Sylvanas felt that the atmosphere was being taken away. Isolated.
"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's dreams. I heard from the attendant that you have made an appointment to meet with me tomorrow."
"Yes, I heard that Your Majesty Varian will return to the fortress tomorrow. It just so happens that I have been ordered to lead the Silver Moon City Volunteer Corps to participate in the Northern Expedition. Therefore, it is logical to meet with Your Majesty. If not, I will come... ...." Seeing steam starting to rise from the top of Varian's head, Sylvanas accidentally spoke out what was on her mind.
"This is exactly why I took the liberty of visiting late at night. The situation has changed. Tomorrow..." Varian took out his pocket watch and took a look.
"I have to leave again at noon today and I am very pressed for time, so even though I know it's rude, I still hope to have a good talk with you, Ms. Windrunner."
"Of course, as you wish, Your Majesty." Maiev Shadowsong was closely guarded by Varian's guards as a suspicious person. The watchers didn't pay much attention and just stood against the wall.
Much of her attention was drawn to the conversation between the King of Stormwind and the Commander of the High Elf Legion.
Although he doesn't often go on missions to the Eastern Kingdom, the Warden Cave still has a clear understanding of the basic situation of the alliance.
After the Battle of Mount Hyjal, the two traditional production bases of the night elves, Ashenvale and Darkshore, were seriously damaged. It was only by importing large quantities of products from the Alliance and even the Horde that the night elves society did not suffer a humanitarian disaster.
One-third of the supplies Maiev Shadowsong received from Malfurion were imported goods produced by the Alliance, so she naturally consciously collected some relevant information about the Alliance.
So she knew the weight of the name Varian Wrynn. It's just that Maiev Shadowsong didn't expect that the king of Stormwind City would treat Sylvanas with such courtesy.
"worm". It seems that there is something wrong with the information I obtained, and there is at least some distortion. Listening to the two people chatting from polite greetings to gradually deepening, Varian asked for help, and Sylvanas also wanted to know more about the real situation in Northrend. The more the two chatted, the less they cared about the feelings of other people present.
"So the shock just now was the digging attack of the undead natural disaster?"
"Yes, the location of the Late Winter Fortress is too important, so even if you know there is a problem with the foundation, you must grit your teeth and resist it. Without the Late Winter Fortress, there is no point in opening up the supply line in Howling Fjord. The ice fields in the central and southern part of Dragonblight It is basically a marching trap. The ice is brittle and there are many cracks in the ice. There is no possibility of opening a communication line. As long as you fight through it from the north, whether you go west along the northern mountains to the Gate of Scourge, or continue to explode north Only by driving through the mountain pass mentioned by the reconnaissance team can we have a chance to attack Icecrown Fortress. Otherwise, it would be more reliable to transfer all the groups on the eastern front to the western front."
"Ha, Carlos will kill you. The alliance's capacity cannot support such a large-scale strategic transition." As the topic deepened, Sylvanas lost her dignity and began to speak unabashedly. He made a joke about the supreme leader of the alliance.
"So, madam, what do you think I should do? The Undead Scourge is different from all the enemies I have encountered before. To be honest, I don't know what to do. I can win every battle, but I don't know what to do." How to win the entire battle." Varian Wrynn looked a little depressed when he said this.
This feeling of always winning, but the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, is really too bad.
