Chapter 1016: Don’t Talk to Your Own People

Grom, the night elf bastard, definitely doesn't know him. Tyrande has just worked with him, so how could he not know him.

Grom was speechless for a while, Duke, the bastard, even thought of this.

If Queen Azshara wanted to attack the Natural Faction, she would not be able to avoid her most trusted and powerful subordinate - the Moon Guard.

It just so happened that among the Moon Guards there was the biggest traitor of the Natural Sect, and he was a traitor who had direct access to the higher-ups. It would be a shame if the Queen's Faction could succeed.

Grom really doesn't want to ask where Tyrande and Brother Stormrage currently occupy. Anyway, their positions should be high.

Grom's guess was correct. At this point in time, Tyrande was already the boss of the Sisters of Elune, and Malfurion had been studying under the demigod Cenarius for a long time. Once the two of them are alarmed, it's just like pulling out the radish and putting it in the mud. One pull will make a string.

Grom didn't give up: "Let's cause chaos to the night elves now, okay?"

Duke asked back: "Do you think the night elves suffered heavy casualties due to the raid by their own compatriots, or did they suffer heavy losses due to the direct raid by the Burning Legion? And besides sending me, Kil'jaeden will definitely send other strong men to carry out the attack. The task of opening the portal. Since we have to ensure that the core of this history is not changed anyway, why not let us control the rhythm of events?"

What Duke said made sense, but Mr. Hou was speechless.

In the past, Mr. Hou only thought Duke was scary, but it was not clear to what extent. Only after personally working with Duke did he know that Duke's intelligence surpassed that of all orcs.

Although he was clearly thrown into the pit of the Burning Legion, Duke concealed his identity and pretended to be a big lord, using the Burning Legion's brand name to deceive him. What's even more outrageous is that after he deceived his superior, he still comes to eat at his subordinate's family.

Whether it is the Burning Legion or the Kaldorei Empire, they can easily crush him, but at this pace, both companies must be played by Duke!

If Duke hadn't always been an upright Alliance hero, and was willing to endure Archimonde's fatal curse for Azeroth, Grom would have almost suspected that Duke was a born conspirator.

at the same time……

When Duke actively concealed the power of the Kaldorei and infiltrated it into private goods.

The history of Azeroth continues as it did in the original version...probably!

At the Temple of the Moon Lady in Suramar, Tyrande Whisperwind concluded her evening prayers.

After coming out of the prayer room, she slowly sat on the chair, slightly stretching her limbs that had become a little stiff from kneeling for a long time.

One thing has troubled her for a long time. As the years passed, the relationship between Malfurion, Illidan, and her changed. They are no longer childhood playmates. The simplicity and happiness in the childhood world are no longer replaced by the complex relationships in the adult world.

Her feelings about Malfurion and Illidan had also changed. She knew that both of their feelings for her must have changed as well. The competition between the two brothers had always been carried out in a friendly atmosphere, but later on the competition became more and more obvious, and she didn't like it. By now, it has almost turned into a fight with each other, as if they are competing for each other.

Tyrande knew—she was the target of their fight.

She was simply flattered. Deep down in her heart, she vaguely felt that when looking for a life partner, she should choose one of them, either Illidan or Malfurion.

She didn't want anyone to get hurt. But she knew that if she chose one, it would mean hurting the other. If you choose neither, that's the worst outcome, hurting both.

Tyrande forced the worries out of her mind and prepared to leave.

Wearing a silver hooded robe, she hurried through the temple's grand marble halls without saying a word, smiling only in response to greetings from other priests.

She raised her head and looked at the 'top' of the roofless temple, because the secret chamber where most of the prayer ceremonies were held was open-air, where the moonlight drifted down gently, like a mother caressing her most beloved child.

Tyrande passed by the looming sculpture of the goddess, and finally stepped across the marble floor in the porch and walked out of the temple.

Outside, the cool night breeze made her feel more comfortable. Tyrande walked down the smooth white steps and joined the crowd. Many people bowed their heads to greet her. Others stepped aside respectfully.

Yes, in the eyes of the people of Suramar, the priests of the Moon Temple are the incarnation of the goddess.

Even Tyrande himself was unconsciously deified by others. Tyrande sighed softly, and then smiled at the people, but at this moment, Tyrande just wanted to return to a peaceful and simple life.

Riding a night saber, Tyrande's hair fluttered in the evening breeze.

Twisting her slightly messy hair, Tyrande let the Nightsaber, who was connected to her soul, lead her home, while she fell into deep thought.

That's the latest news - Her Majesty the Queen, who has almost never left the city of Azshara, suddenly went to a royal villa in Galhara. It is said that the Queen condescended to visit a mysterious guest because of a new arcane energy.

This is not a good sign.

The Highborne's misuse of the Well of Eternity's magic could lead to disaster. The topic of the Well of Eternity has been a widely discussed topic in the Sisterhood of Elune classes.

The Queen's actions made Tyrande and other Moon Priests worried.

At this moment, a loud noise attracted Tyrande's attention. She noticed that there was a huge cage on the edge of Suramar's central square, and a large group of night elves were pointing at the cage.

What caught her eyes was a huge green-skinned humanoid monster with an extremely burly figure. From a distance, it looks a bit like a troll. If you look closely, you will find that this obviously male monster is at least twice as big as the troll. The bulging muscles all over his body show his explosive power.

Illidan was there too, with several Moon Guards pointing at the monster.

"What's going on?" Tyrande asked Illidan.

"I don't know. Our patrol suddenly found this monster unconscious on the ground in the forest." When Tyrande tried to get close to the green-skinned monster, Illidan grabbed Tyrande: "Be careful! This guy wakes up The first moment he almost killed a Moon Guard. The sword in his hand could easily cut through our armor."

Tyrande noticed that one of the Moon Guards next to Illidan was holding a two-handed sword that looked extraordinary at first glance. It was a unique weapon that was completely different from the night elf style!

Just as she focused her attention on the great sword, a voice came from the mouth of the ferocious green-skinned monster: "Your Majesty Tyrande Whisperwind!"