1270 I Like Being Small And Short Like Big Sister Babla

Irina accepted the 1000 horses from the goblins, and expressed her gratitude to the goblin chief.

Although the goblins didn't help the Night Elves in the battle earlier, neither did they take advantage of them during their time of weakness. Now, they were even giving them horses to help them to travel southward. They had already done their best for the Night Elves.

"Chief, the Night Elves are also elves. Will they be even harder to handle than the Wind Forest if they become more powerful?" a goblin asked as he watched the Night Elves' retreating backs.

"We, goblins, and the elves have been neighbors for the past 1000 years. This neighbor had only turned bad in the recent 100 years, so it was all that old hag Helena's fault. If Irina could make the elves go back to who they were, it would only be a good thing for us goblins." The goblin chief shook his head with a smile as he watched the Night Elves leave.