Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"Uh~"

In the evening, Andrea rubbed his lower back and began to put on his clothes. He was still a little uncomfortable with the sudden overwork yesterday.

Two muscular and silky arms encircled his waist from behind, and the soft touch followed closely on his back.

A gentle smile appeared on Andrea's face, "Don't sleep for a while?"

"I'm used to getting up early, how about you? Don't you need to rest more?"

The slightly teasing tone made the corners of Andrea's mouth twitch, and he almost couldn't help turning around and killing all directions again.

But thinking that there are still many things to deal with today, in the end he leniently forgave the other party.

"Hmph~ A good man doesn't fight with a woman."

After getting up after getting dressed, the setting sun outside the window just shone into the room, and Shandris' delicate skin with a faint violet color was directly exposed to the air.

After regaining consciousness, he pecked his girlfriend's lips, and Andrea said dotingly, "I'm leaving first, you can sleep a little longer, anyway, there is nothing that you need to deal with today."

"Well... then I'll rest for a while."

Shandris lay back lazily, and Andrea smiled silently, put on her coat and left the house.

It has been more than half a year since Andrea and others moved from Moonlight City to Anakis. They have already moved out of the Great Moon Temple, and chose a part of the luxury manor in the original residence of the Highborne, and moved in after some renovations.

The manor where Andrea and Shandris lived originally belonged to the Sunstrider family. Before Dath'Remar left, he packed all the furniture into his own space package, leaving only an empty manor and mansion.

Originally, Andrea planned to give up the manor to Celes to live in, after all, this was her home for a long time.

But Seles rejected his offer, and she donated the manor to Andrea in the name of the descendants of the Sunstrider family.

Leticia has long been used to living in a big house with her tutor.

The girl chose a guest room on the second floor of the mansion to take root with her bags without any notice, and Onyxia was reluctantly dragged by her to stay together.

Celeste originally wanted to find another place to live, but at the invitation of the Black Dragon Princess and Leticia, seeing that Andrea and Shandris had no objection, she simply pushed and stayed together.

…

The battle in Tanaris has become very clear. The Sandfury trolls who were driven into Zul'Farrak had no power to fight back. Nawaz calmly led the army and surrounded the capital of the Sandfury trolls.

Considering that the advantage of street fighting lies with local snakes, Nawaz did not rashly attack the Sandfury trolls, but resorted to siege to cut off the Sandfury trolls' food supply.

The morale of the Sandfury trolls sitting on the mountain was extremely low. Several times the commandos composed of young men with blood were easily wiped out by the night elves, and the countdown to the destruction of the Sandfury clan entered.

Andrea looked at the report in his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Pushing the old, weak, sick and disabled to death? It really looks like a troll."

As many as 1 million Sandfury trolls are obviously overpopulated, and the high-level leaders headed by Toulouse Sandtop are determined to reduce the population in order to obtain more opportunities to survive.

As a result, all the old, young, women and children of the Sandfury troll were pushed out to be hacked and killed by the night elves. At this time, the half-crazy Toulouse could no longer care about the future development, so he had to ensure his own survival first.

Tapping the table with his fingers and pondering for a moment, Andrea said to the herald who was waiting for the order, "Inform Nawaz, push all the old, weak, sick and disabled back, we don't raise waste."

"Women and children can stay, and the female trolls are sent to the rear to breed the captives who are destined to become slaves. Young children are given priority in patriotic education, and they are gradually assimilated into a slave race of night elves."

"yes!"

Speaking of patriotism, Andrea suddenly found a problem.

Since the collapse of the Night Empire, the entire Night Elf family has not yet re-established a unified country, which is not conducive to Andrea's work in many ways.

Andrea specially sent Fandral to call back the Archdruid who was concentrating on research in Un'Goro Crater. Shandris also invited Tyrande from the Sisterhood of Retreat and Transformation, and called Maiev to the Great Moon by the way. Temple Administration Office.

"In order to enhance racial cohesion, I propose to re-establish a unified country."

Andrea's suggestion made Tyrande and Malfurion stunned at the same time. Due to the tragic end of the Dark Night Empire, they instinctively rejected the national system, and had been subconsciously ignoring this issue before.

Andrea knew what they were thinking when he saw the hesitant expressions of the two people. He persuaded with a wry smile, "You two, the national system is still necessary. Don't be overwhelmed by the collapse of the Dark Night Empire."

"Without a unified country, I can't even carry out patriotic education."

"When educating the next generation, what kind of country should we call ourselves? The public will also feel confused about this issue. If this continues in the long run, it will lead to a lack of sense of belonging to the race."

Andrea said meaningfully, "You don't want to see the escape of the Highborne, do you?"

Tyrande frowned. Although she was still somewhat conflicted, she temporarily remained silent and turned her gaze to her partner.

Malfurion stroked his beard habitually and fell into deep thought, "Andrea, since you already have this idea, what do you think the name of our country should be called?"

"Let me declare first, don't use the name Dark Night Empire, it will remind our people of the sad memories of the past."

Andrea nodded kindly and said, "I didn't even think about continuing to use the name of the empire. Today's political system is different from that of Queen Azshara."

"How about changing the name to the Dark Night Republic based on our political structure?"

Maiev was obviously not very interested in this question, and she agreed unconditionally, "I have no objection, that's all."

Tyrande and Maiev looked at each other, and the two exchanged opinions with their eyes.

Malfurion nodded as a representative and agreed, "Okay, let's call it this."

Andrea said happily, "That's it. I will immediately ask the officials of the Propaganda Department to announce the name of the country, and strive to make the people of the same race living in various places recognize our country as soon as possible, and at least let them have the most basic understanding of the country. agree."

There is a country where there is a family. Because of the loose political system of the night elves, many elves scattered around the world lack a sense of identity with the regime under the control of Malfurion and Tyrande. Andrea intends to gradually change this situation.

"By the way, after killing the Sandfury trolls, I plan to take a trip to Northrend at the invitation of Wyrmrest Temple."

Andrea turned to look at Fandral, "Fandral, the UU reading www.uukanshu.com instructor should continue to return to Angolo to study the unique local ecology, and then you will take over the administrative affairs temporarily."

Fandral was stunned for a while when he heard the words, he pointed at himself in disbelief, "Me?!"

Andrea said with a smile, "Yes, don't doubt it, it's you."

"Santis is a general, and it is not convenient to intervene in government affairs unless it is absolutely necessary. The high priest is busy reorganizing the Sisterhood of Elune. Who else is suitable except you?"

"Forehead…"

Fandral was not confident about himself, but seeing the encouraging look in Malfurion's eyes, he finally reluctantly nodded in agreement.

"...Okay, I'll try."

Andrea deliberately lowered his face and forced him, "Don't say try, as long as you agree, you must do your best! Can you do it?"

The young and energetic Fandral had a violent temper, and Andrea's simple aggressive method immediately ignited his fighting spirit, and shouted loudly, "Okay!"