Chapter 149: The Arrogant Elven Royal Family

The continuous tasks had become overwhelming, most of which couldn't be completed immediately.

Arthas considered it better to treat short-term rewards as long-term tasks.

He wasn't particularly enthusiastic about impregnating other women; currently, he was focused on building up his strength and had little energy to spare for women.

Two days later, at Windrunner Port, a small group of high elves were still defending the area. Due to its geographical location, no tribe had come to attack.

The tribes were now concentrated outside Silvermoon City, their spellcasting powers greatly enhanced after reinforcing the Storm Altar and dismantling runestones. Along the way, they left behind only ashes and the bodies of high elves.

Alleria arrived alone at Silvermoon City, witnessing countless villages burned, fellow kin slaughtered, with barely any intact bodies to be found.

Silvermoon City remained beautiful, with its long lifespan and elven heritage, the city was intricately carved like a piece of art.

"Hey, isn't that Alleria? Silvermoon City is facing the danger of being breached, and you only just returned. Hmph, if it weren't for you helping those damn Alliance, this wouldn't have happened." A pale-skinned, white-haired, white-bearded elf accompanied by a group of apprentices was cynically mocking this was the traitor Darkan, bought off by Vashj.

"Hmph, my support for the Alliance was approved by the king. Step aside." Alleria directly pushed Darkan aside, having experienced the respect of dragon kings and Titan Keepers, she had no fear of these so-called Silvermoon City nobles.

Don't forget, she herself is a noble, just shunned for not using magic.

The Windrunner clan has magic, but rarely uses it unless necessary.

"Hmph, this is outrageous, teacher," an apprentice was angry at Alleria's actions.

"Ignore it, let's go and take care of our business," Darkan's tone showed no resentment; he had many tasks to attend to and no time to argue with a Hunter.

The Sunwell Court was filled with garden-style buildings, self-sweeping brooms, and patrolling Arcane constructs.

Closer to the Sunwell, they could access more energy.

Bathed in the power of the Sunwell, every high elf would feel invigorated.

After a wait, Alleria finally met the king.

Present were twelve members of the Silvermoon Council, all shocked and angry about the orc tribe's attack.

Since the Troll Wars two thousand years ago, the high elves had never suffered such heavy casualties.

The tribe gave them almost no reaction time. If it weren't for the rune stones used to strengthen ogres and the Storm Altar, the vanguard at Silvermoon City wouldn't be orc and Troll scouts but the main force.

Even so, the orcs were cutting down trees to make siege weapons. They even killed messengers and fleeing elven civilians, acting boldly and disrespectfully.

"Greetings, Your Majesty, and esteemed council members."

Despite her displeasure with the Silvermoon Council, Alleria still showed noble etiquette by bowing slightly she had to maintain decorum.

"Since you are back, the Hunter Corps will be under your jurisdiction. Sylvanas's performance in battle was inadequate, and she will be punished after the war. If there is nothing else, go down and prepare, you are no longer needed here." King Annastria waved his hand, wanting Alleria to leave. He did not value the Hunter Corps, despite their mobility being essential in battle.

However, as the ruler of Sunwell, he had the authority to disregard non-magical beings, even his own people.

"Your Majesty, my suggestion is to join the Alliance. Lordaeron's prince has already led his troops north, his request is for Quel'Thalas to rejoin the Lordaeron Alliance so that we can together combat the orc and tribe. The Alliance's goal is to protect its members. If we can unite like we did two thousand years ago, humans and the blood elves joining forces, the orc and Troll will be doomed to failure." Alleria's heart still belonged to her homeland, even setting aside the punishment of her younger sister.

"There's no need to discuss this matter further. Helping is a duty; joining the Alliance again? Hmph, unless the Alliance is called The Alliance of Sindorei, led by us, otherwise it's impossible. Sindorei will not submit to any humans!" a councilor sarcastically remarked coldly, looking down on humans, a short-lived race, what ability do they have that is worth joining for?

"Prince Arthas has the blessing of dragons and their support, which would greatly aid us in our fight against the orc and Troll, reducing the casualties of the Sindorei." Alleria wanted to persist, but was interrupted.

"Enough, this matter will be discussed in the council. You go prepare for battle. Alleria Windrunner!" Annastria's voice carried a hint of magic, showing impatience.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Alleria felt very disappointed with the king and the council. They had already reached this point, agreeing to send reinforcements from Lordaeron, just needing to join the Alliance.

But why did things change at the last minute?

With the high elves' pride, expecting them to join the Alliance was simply wishful thinking.

Having not experienced many disasters, time had made them forget the hardships of the past.

All that remained was the arrogance of relying on the Sunwell, thinking they could be fearless as long as they had its support. This arrogance led them to reject Alleria's proposal and Arthas's request.

At Windrunner Port, Arthas was leading his army in battle against the orc.

Behind him, Gianna was so frightened that her legs went weak. Facing the brutality of the orc for the first time, she was petrified, even forgetting how to use magic. If it weren't for Arthas protecting her, she might have been killed by an axe!

The previous Gianna could be friendly to the tribe, even tacitly allowing them to kill her own father. This strange mindset of hers was related to her childhood, she had no idea how brutal the orcs could be, thinking they were just the kind of degenerates found in prisons.

At this moment, she was deeply shocked, awakened by Calia's holy light, and started to cast spells in a flustered manner, even mispronouncing incantations, appearing clumsy, far from resembling a genius Mage.

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