Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

Northeast of Mount Hyjal, in a dense forest surrounded by high mountains, making it safe from outside influences.

Countless giant trees block out the sky, and it seems that there is never daylight.

Little moonlight poured from the gaps in the trees to the ground, where forest guardians and dryads roamed.

It is home to an abundance of woodland creatures - bears, leopards, deer, hares and a variety of birds. There is a huge lake in the middle of the Moonlight Glade—the Luna Lake, and the local central town of Yongye Harbor is located on the north side of the Luna Lake.

At this moment, Tyrande and Mordant Eternal Shadow were sitting in the hall by the lake with a group of night elf druids holding wooden long staffs.

"Tyrande, have you forgotten the suffering we endured 10,000 years ago?" Fandral Staghelmet asked aggressively to the Priestess of the Moon in front of him, "How dare you accept these people from Elesalas without authorization?" Highborne?"

The other night elf druids also showed signs of surprise.

"Please be quiet, Fandral," Tyrande said calmly in the face of Fandral's accusation, looked around at everyone present and said, "I made this decision based on the last Silithus Zerg invasion. Fandral, you It was also the commander at the time, I asked you if there was an arcane mage group under your command at that time, would our losses be so great?"

Fandral waved his hand impatiently, and then pointed to Mordant Eternal Shadow: "It was then, and now is now, we have joined forces with the Dragon Clan to seal up those bugs, and these monsters will not come out to do evil again for at least a thousand years .And we have always strictly prohibited the use of arcane magic, and those who violate it without permission will be punished with death. You accepted them, so what should we do with this law?"

"Master Mordant is an archmage who has lived from the War of the Ancients to the present. Since he led Syndra to join us, he has solved many problems for us with his wisdom and knowledge." Tyrande persuaded earnestly Said, "And Mordant has already promised me that he will restrain the Syndras and prevent them from researching arcane arts at will. If necessary, it will also be carried out under the supervision of the Sisters of Elune."

"Hehe," Fandral sneered twice, "Do you and your priests understand arcane arts?"

The anger in the high priest's eyes flashed away. She took a deep breath and calmed down her emotions: "Fandral Staghelmet, I only agree to prevent the tragedy of Silithus and the future of the Kaldorei. Mordant and the others did not join for my own selfish desires, I hope you can understand!"

Fandral was about to refute, but Tyrande said lightly, "How is Wainstein doing now? Has he adapted to life with a broken arm?"

"You!" The archdruid seemed to be stabbed by something,

He stood up straight and glared at the high priest in front of him with wide eyes, and the strong natural force in the air suddenly became agitated.

Tyrande didn't give in at all, she sat in her seat and stared at him coldly, just when a few clusters of white moonlight passed through the lush forest and shone on her body, the silver crescent moon decoration on her forehead shone brightly.

At this time, the blue-purple-haired druid Dillet Xingyan hurriedly stood up to calm the tense atmosphere in the venue: "Okay, alright, Your Excellency the High Priest, Your Excellency the Arch Druid, please pay attention to the occasion."

Fandral snorted angrily, turned and left.

"Dedilit, I came here to organize an envoy to go to Eresalas to meet with the envoys sent by Suramar City. Fandral is unwilling. What do you other druids mean?"

The other druids present looked at each other with embarrassed expressions on their faces.

At this time, a green-haired night elf had an idea. He stood up and saluted Tyrande: "Your Excellency, Cenarius is currently in Moonglade, why don't we ask him?"

"In that case, Loganar, let's ask." Tyrande glanced at the elves and sighed, got up and followed behind the druids.

Fandral, who was standing in the distance, looked at the group of people leaving quietly, he clenched his fists, and his eyes still contained uncontrollable anger: "Oh, Tyrande, just wait, I will become Kado in the morning." The leader of Ray!"

The half-human, half-deer half-god was standing by the clear lake at this time, a large number of dryads were playing in the open space beside him, and several forest guardians gathered around him to listen to his explanation of natural spells.

"So you want to ask me if I want to meet those Shal'dorei from the other side of the sea?" After hearing the narration of Tyrande and the druids, Cenarius waved his hand, letting the forest guardian and dryad let's get out of here.

"Yes, Your Excellency Cenarius. I believe you have also heard the stories of the forest guardians and dryads who survived the battle of Silithus. Arcane magic is indeed better than druid magic under this special condition." The killing effect is more effective." Tyrande expressed his opinion sincerely, "Although Azshara and her followers used arcane magic to cause unimaginable damage to the world 10,000 years ago, the controllable Well, orderly arcane magic still has its value. I think we could have some cooperation with Suramar and Quel'Thalas under the supervision of druids and priests of the Sisterhood of Elune..."

Cenarius interrupted her: "High Priest Tyrande, have you ever thought about the impact on Kaldorei society if you do this?"

Tyrande remained silent. Of course, she understood the impact of this open cooperation model on the night elf society that had been closed for thousands of years.

At this moment, Mordant Eternal Shadow came to her side: "Dear Sir Cenarius, I am Mordant Eternal Shadow. I wonder if you have noticed the recent changes in the whole world?"

Cenarius looked at the elf shining with arcane aura in front of him, closed his eyes, green natural energy wrapped around him, and a gust of breeze blew everyone, Mordant was surprised to find that the ground under his feet was suddenly covered with flowers of various colors.

"In the name of nature! This kind of vitality is worthy of Master Cenarius!" After the druid Dillett Xingyan beside him sighed, the gust of wind disappeared immediately, and Cenarius also opened his eyes. .

"Well, I agree with Tyrande." Cenarius looked at the elves in front of him, but before Tyrande and Mordant were happy, Cenarius made his request again, "We can cooperate with them , but they can only move around Eldre'Thalas, and the Syndra you recruited before will leave Mount Hyjal and return to Erdre'Thalas. Besides, Eldre'Thalas must also be The Sisterhood of Elune is run jointly with the druids."

Tyrande and Modant looked ugly, but they had no choice but to agree to Cenarius' request.

"Okay, you go back, I will let Remulos and Lunara lead some of my children to follow you to Eresalas."