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Chapter 970 Chapter 970 Whispers in the Dark Night

It has to be said that Darkan's logical thinking ability and keen sense of the development of the situation are very keen, and he can piece together conjectures that are close to the truth through the limited information in his hands.

However, no matter how bold Darkan was, he could not guess that Sharlayan had direct contact with Princess Calia, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time.

It is almost impossible for outsiders of unknown origin to enter the heavily guarded court of the Sunstrider.

Although Lordaeron is not as long as Quel'Thalas, which has been founded for more than 7,000 years, and its high-end technology is also inferior, at least they will never ignore the defense of the palace.

After all, what lives here is the brain of the entire Lordaeron, the core members of the Menethil royal family.

Unlike Quel'Thalas, which once had a power fall, since the founding of Lordaeron, the control of the country has always been firmly in the hands of the Menethil clan.

Lordaeron also had aristocratic lords who were astonishingly talented, but without exception, they were all crushed under the hands of the Menethil royal family, and they failed to make any waves.

As far as Darkan knew, only the core members of the Menethil family were eligible to live in the palace of Lordaeron, and the collateral families were all arranged in the noble street near the royal city.

This is also the reason why Sharlayan felt deserted when he sneaked into the palace of Lordaeron before. There were too few people living in this huge palace, and the popularity could not support such a large site.

But if you insist on being serious, the Sun Chaser Wang Ting is actually not much better.

Although the Sunstrider family allowed side branches to live in the side hall of the royal court, due to the tragic birth rate of the high elves, the total population of all the main branches of the entire Sunstrider family did not exceed 30 in three generations.

However, other big families in Quel'Thalas are not qualified to laugh at the thin population of the Sunstrider royal family. The fertility rate is equal to the high elves, so don't laugh at the second brother.

Even for the four great nobles who used to be powerful, at their peak, there were definitely no more than 50 important members of the family who could be named.

That's why Sharlayan tried every means to undo the birth rate restriction of the high elves, and tried every means to open up the source.

If a race lacks the potential for large-scale violence in times of crisis, they will inevitably be restrained when participating in large-scale battles that can determine the fate of the world.

Because they can't afford to die.

Once a certain generation is completely destroyed in the war, Quel'Thalas may take thousands of years to recover.

Who knows what will happen in the millennium, maybe a certain human kingdom that has revived its population in a hundred years will take the initiative to provoke a war when Quel'Thalas is weak.

This is a situation that Quel'Thalas senior officials such as Sharlayan and Kael'thas absolutely do not want to see.

However, in the foreseeable future of Sharlayan, the Burning Legion, the Old Gods and other forces hiding in the dark and coveting Azeroth will inevitably launch wave after wave of offensives, and Quel'Thalas is destined to be unable to stand alone.

That's why Sharlayan searched all over the world for allies in the past few years, in order to reduce the battle losses of the high elves as much as possible in future wars.

This is a throttling strategy.

Under the two-pronged preparation of increasing income and reducing expenditure, Sarlayan has already gained some confidence in the coming era of great turmoil.

...

After the dinner, the nobles who came to the meeting politely bid farewell to the members and prospective members of the Deep Shadow family, and left the duchy with satisfaction and set off on their way home.

Today's banquet finally gave them a reassurance.

The rapidly rising Duke of Deep Shadow made it clear that he has no intention of interfering in the internal affairs of the various noble territories, but only made a suggestion to the noble lords in the southern part of Eversong Forest.

He hoped that these descendants of nobles who had made great achievements in the troll war would get rid of the corrupt lifestyle of lying down and enjoying themselves, and not follow the old nobles who were enshrined in the northern part of the forest when they founded the country.

It has been less than 3,000 years since the end of the Troll Wars, which is only one generation for the long-lived high elves.

Today's generation of nobles, most of their fathers participated in that tragic war, and won honors and titles for their families with blood and scars.

With the exception of the already debilitated Amani trolls, the frontiers of Quel'Thalas have faced no major threats since the Troll Wars.

Peace has been going on for a long time, and many nobles began to imitate those old nobles in Silvermoon City, lying down and enjoying life, gradually forgetting the fighting spirit of their fathers when they earned this family business.

Compared with the traditional old nobles around Silvermoon City who have been rotten to the root, Sharlayan believes that at least the noble descendants in the southern part of the forest can be saved. The inheritance of a mere generation should not completely obliterate their ambitions.

Facts have proved that Sharlayan's prediction is correct.

Everyone has a mentality of comparison. Seeing the rapid rise of the Shenying family, which was once an ordinary aristocrat, due to their meritorious service, and the Windrunner family happily following behind, how could these nobles not be jealous.

It's not that Sharlayan doesn't want to lead them to prosper together, but he will never allow playboys who are accustomed to leisure and work hard to follow behind him and pretend to be powerful.

Want to board this fast-growing express train? OK, show your worth.

After some private discussions, Sharlayan, as the undisputed leader of the noble circle in the southern part of the forest, set the standard for those nobles who were willing to make progress.

As long as it meets his standards, Sharlayan is willing to include their family in the core business circle centered on Unicorn City. Someone will contribute, and everyone will work together to make the cake bigger.

But if someone wants to hang around and enjoy the benefits... Sharlayan's ugly words have been mentioned before, so don't blame him for not being sympathetic when he is found out.

When most of the nobles left the Duchy of Deep Shadow contentedly, Sharlayan, who was going to see him off, unexpectedly discovered that Darkan hadn't left yet.

Since this meeting was for the nobles in the southern part of Eversong Forest, Dar'Khan wisely didn't have the cheek to ask to attend the meeting. Sharlayan thought he had left long ago.

Seeing that Sharlayan was already exhausted after a busy day, Darkan who stayed until now did not waste his time with nonsense, but just said goodbye politely and left with a smile.

Seeing Darkan's luxury carriage driving away at a constant speed, Sharlayan frowned slightly and lowered his head in thought.

"It's just to get closer. Is it necessary to do this?"

...

In the luxurious carriage of the Drahir family, Darkan leaned on the soft backrest with his eyes slightly closed to rest.

His mouth was moving imperceptibly, as if he was talking softly to someone.

But at this time, there was no one in the carriage except him, and the coachman outside the door could not even hear the voice of the owner.

This chilling scene lasted until the carriage stopped, and Darkan opened his eyes again. With the support of two coachmen, he got out of the carriage and walked towards his mansion.

"Hehe~"

After returning to the study at home, the gentle smile that had been hanging on Darkan's face before finally disappeared, replaced by an indescribably strange expression.

"The descendants of the dragon race are indeed not easy to offend, but... the dragon race is not the only extraordinary species in this world."

"Are you right, my friend?"

Empty laughter echoed in Darkan's study, but the housekeeper who had been waiting outside the door couldn't hear any movement.

...

After the long-prepared banquet ended, Vereesa, who was the last to leave, hugged and bid farewell to Salayan, Valeera and the others one by one.

Early tomorrow morning, she will go to the court of the Sunstrider to report on her duties and accept new tasks. There is a high probability that she will take the rangers to the cursed land on the same day.

In order to avoid being in a hurry at the end of the day, Vereesa simply took the opportunity of this banquet to bid farewell to Salayan and other friends in advance.

In all fairness, there is still some gap between Vereesa's hard power and Cirvanas'.

But with the help of artifacts and animal companions, if she really fights, she may not necessarily lose to her second sister.

As for Aurelia...the difference is quite far, after all, there is a lot of age difference between the two parties.

What's more, Alleria also holds the artifact passed down from generation to generation by the Windrunner family in her hands-the Bow Sasdora of the Windrunner, which can also be equal to Vereesa in terms of weapon blessing.

Watching Vereesa leave with a free and easy wave, Salayan sighed with emotion.

"The rest time is over, whether it is Vereesa or us, I am afraid that we will be busy again."

Inas squinted at her son, "You haven't forgotten your promise to me, have you?"

Sharlayan smiled wryly and raised his hands in surrender: "Don't worry, I won't leave the territory easily."

"There are those intelligence personnel who are still in Lordaeron waiting for orders to act as my brothers and sisters. Some things can be remotely controlled even without leaving home."

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