Grom definitely wouldn't recognize the Night Elves, but Tyrande had just worked with him. How could she not recognize him?
Grom was speechless. Duque, that bastard. He even calculated this.
If Queen Azshara wanted to attack the Nature Faction, she wouldn't be able to bypass her most trusted and strongest subordinates — the Moon Guards.
Unfortunately, the Moon Guards had the biggest traitor of the Nature Faction, and one who had direct access to the higher-ups. It would be strange if the Queen Faction could succeed.
Grom really didn't want to ask where Tyrande and the Stormrage Brothers were now. They shouldn't be low anyway.
Grom's guess was right. Tyrande was already the leader of the Elune Sisters at this point in time, and Malfurion had been studying under the demigod Senarius for a long time. Once the two of them were alarmed, it would be like pulling out a radish with mud.
Grom didn't give up. "Is it good to cause chaos among the Night Elves now?"
Duque asked in return. "Do you think the Night Elves will suffer heavy casualties from the ambush of their own kind, or from the ambush of the Burning Legion? Besides, Kil 'jaeden will definitely send other strong people to open the portal apart from me. Since we have to ensure that the core of this history isn't changed, why don't we control the pace of things? "
Duque's words made sense. Lord Howl was speechless.
In the past, Lord Howl only felt that Duque was scary, but he didn't know how scary. Only after working with Duque personally did he know that Duque's intellect surpassed all Beastmen.
He was thrown into the huge pit that was the Burning Legion, but Duque still hid his identity and became a Great Lord, using the Burning Legion's name to swindle others. What was even more ridiculous was that after swindling the first one, he still came to eat the next one.
Be it the Burning Legion or the Kaldorei Empire, they were both existences that could easily crush him. But at this pace, both of them were being toyed with by Duke!
If not for the fact that Duque had always been a righteous hero of the Alliance and was willing to suffer a curse from Archimonde for Azeroth, Grom would have suspected that Duque was a natural schemer.
In the meantime …
While Duque was actively deceiving his superiors and bullying his subordinates, secretly stealing Kadore's authority and seeping it into his personal goods.
Azeroth's history was progressing as the original … probably!
Tyrande Whisperwind ended her evening prayers in the Moon Maiden Temple in Surama.
Coming out of the prayer room, she slowly sat down on a chair and slightly stretched her body that was a little stiff from kneeling for a long time.
There was one thing that had been bothering her for a long time. The relationship between Malfurion, Illidan, and her had changed over the years. They were no longer childhood playmates. The simplicity and happiness of childhood were no longer there. Instead, they were replaced by the complicated relationships of the adult world.
Her feelings towards Malfurion and Illidan had also changed. She knew that their feelings for her must have changed. The competition between the two brothers had always been carried out in a friendly atmosphere, but as time went on, the competition became more and more obvious. She didn't like it. Now, it had almost evolved into a fight between them, as if it was for the sake of competition.
Tyrande knew that the target of their competition was her.
She was flattered. Deep in her heart, she felt that when it came to finding a life partner, one of them should be either Illidan or Malfurion.
She didn't want anyone to be hurt. But she knew that if she chose one, it would mean hurting the other. If she chose neither, it would be the worst possible outcome. Both would be hurt.
Tyrande forcefully pushed the worries out of her mind and prepared to leave.
She wore a silver hooded robe and did not say a word as she hurried through the grand marble hall of the temple. Even when the other priests greeted her, she only smiled in return.
She looked up at the roofless' roof 'of the temple. Most of the prayer rooms were open-air, and the moonlight shone down gently, like a mother caressing her favorite child.
Tyrande passed by the faintly discernible carvings of the goddess, and finally crossed the marble floor of the porch and walked out of the temple.
Outside, the cool night air made her feel more comfortable. Tyrande walked down the smooth white steps and joined the crowd. Many bowed their heads to welcome her. Others respectfully made way for her.
That's right, to the people of Surlama, the priests of the Moon Goddess Temple were the incarnations of the goddess.
Even Tyrande herself was unconsciously deified by the people around her. Tyrande sighed softly and smiled at the people. But at this moment, Tyrande just wanted to return to a peaceful and simple life.
Riding on the Nightsaber, Tyrande's hair fluttered in the night wind.
Tidying up her slightly messy hair, Tyrande allowed the Nightsaber to lead her home while she fell into deep thought.
It was the latest news — Her Majesty, who almost never left Azshara City, suddenly went to a royal villa in Garhalla. It was rumored that the Empress did not hesitate to visit a mysterious guest for a brand new arcane energy.
This was not a good sign.
The Highborne Elves abusing the magic of the Well of Eternity could very well bring disaster. The topic of the Well of Eternity had always been a widely discussed topic in the Elune Sisterhood.
The Queen's actions caused Tyrande and the other Moon God priests to worry.
At this moment, a loud commotion attracted Tyrande's attention. She noticed that there was a huge cage at the side of the central square of Surlama. A large group of Night Elves were pointing at the cage.
What she saw was a huge, burly, green-skinned humanoid monster. From afar, it looked a little like a troll, but upon closer inspection, this obviously male monster was at least twice as burly as a troll. His bulging muscles were showing off his explosive strength.
Illidan was there as well. He and a few Moon Guardians were pointing at the monster.
"What's going on?" Tyrande asked Illidan.
"I don't know. Our patrolling soldiers suddenly found this monster unconscious on the ground." When Tyrande tried to approach the green-skinned monster, Illidan grabbed her and said, "Be careful! The moment this guy woke up, he almost killed a Moon Guard. That sword in his hand can easily cut through our armor. "
Tyrande noticed that one of the Moon Guardians next to Illidan was holding an extraordinary two-handed greatsword. It was a weapon that was completely different from the Night Elves' style!
Just as she focused on the greatsword, a voice came from the mouth of the violent green-skinned monster, "Your Excellency Tyrande Whisperwind!"
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