Chapter 1158: Undersea Hotpot

```htmlThe bright moonlight spills over the surface of the sea, a rare good weather on the endless ocean.
Vashj curls her tail and retracts her scales and bones, just to press her face against her mistress's thigh, enjoying the gentle touch of Azshara.```
“Are you feeling wronged?”
In response to Aisara's gentle inquiry, Vashqi did not answer directly, but instead emitted a long series of incomprehensible vocalizations akin to those of a mammalian offspring.
"Don't blame me, the Naga need a leader, and I chose the one I trust the most— you."
Inside the Eternal Palace, a stunning female Night Elf leans against the edge of a coral velvet soft bed, one hand propping up her chin while the other gently caresses the face of the Naga witch, which is covered in waterproof scales, as if soothing a small dog.
After restoring the body of the spirit, the Light of Lights still possesses a stature that is noticeably tall for a normal night elf, but it is no longer comparable to Vashj.
若是有画师将此情此景绘制成传世佳作，那么称之为《美女与海兽》是恰如其分的。
Vashj has not been bestowed with divine grace.
Because Azshara still requires her most beloved handmaiden to unify all the naga scattered throughout the Endless Sea, and Vashj is needed to quell the disobedient.
“I will give it to you, my little girl. I still remember your charming appearance from years ago. Was it three thousand years or five thousand years? What did your admirers say back then? A beauty that appears once every five thousand years?”
```html“With a master as wicked as you, there’s no room for me to show off; you are the most beautiful existence among all the dark night elves.”
Seeing Vashj finally willing to speak, Azshara couldn't help but laugh, giving her beloved servant's big face a pat, instructing those snake-like strands on her head to behave and not squirm around.```
“Master, do you really not need me to continue following up? Those guys, even if they grew legs, would be useless, they absolutely can’t... ...”
Vasqi suddenly realized that her petty jealousy was somewhat out of place in this rare warm moment, and she fell suddenly silent.
“Of course it's impossible to rely on him/her to pave the way for me; I know that well. The problem is, I never expected to regain the people's trust just by having a few outdated aristocrats talk a good game.”
```htmlAzshara placed her fingertip on Vashj's lips, signaling her not to respond.
“What makes the night elves great? It is not because of me, nor because of the emperors of the empire throughout the ages. Though saying this may make you, and all of you listening, uncomfortable, the fact is that the night elves are great because of the Well of Eternity. I do not need to beg for forgiveness from my kin on land; I only need to recreate the Well of Eternity in this great Maelstrom, and everything will return.”```
```htmlAzshara thought for a moment and continued.
“Galadorn Shadowsong, Malfurion, and even your little lover Illidan, these guys are not my enemies. As long as I shine once more, they will return, they will all return.”```
“But they are plotting to support Galad. Shadowblade's plan to claim the throne, which is treason.”
Vasqi, although nostalgic for the queen's warmth, still stood up and gazed into her mistress's eyes.
```htmlWhen discussing serious matters, one should not have a childish demeanor; otherwise, it is a great disrespect.
"It's okay, this is also within the plan. I will forgive their misconduct and absolve them of their sins."```
"Ah?!"
Vasqi was confused. After tonight, she would lead the loyalist Naga army to take down each of the Naga factions that refused to open the city gates to Her Majesty the Queen. How could it be that the Queen was so easy to talk to when it came to the land-dwelling Night Elves?
It's rare to be in a good mood, so Aisara's guard is a little lower, or perhaps the Light in the Light hopes that someone can listen to it share something.
Thus, with a snap of the fingers, a magical barrier rises, and even the prophecy spells capable of discerning fate cannot uncover what Aisara said that night.
“Because I need someone to destroy that troublesome tree. The goddess ultimately favors the Night Elves, placing the burden of reconstituting the Well of Eternity on my shoulders. Sending you to hunt them down pains me, as I am well aware of the consequences of gathering the energy of those underwater cities, but without sacrifices, how can we reshape the Well of Eternity? The strong become stronger, after all. The Well at Mount Hyjal is currently the largest well in all of Azeroth; even if I were to reassemble the scattered Eternal Light from the Endless Sea, it would still be useless. The Well of Eternity is not a man-made construct, but a phenomenon; the shattered Eternal Light will inevitably recombine, and the largest beam of light will devour the others. Malfurion and those meddlesome Dragon Aspects have sealed the arcane energy with the World Tree, and after millennia of accumulation, it is already too late. We must force the Night Elves on land to expend the well's reserves and ensure that the reborn Well of Eternity is located at the Eye of the Maelstrom. Do you understand, Vashj?”
Ay'Shara spoke a lot in one breath, but her speech was slow and her tone was firm.
“The Blue Dragonflight of Northrend...”
“The goddess has her own plans.”
“Understood, my master; Vashj will bring you everything you desire.”
“What a good child.”
The dark elves on land are merely on the brink of civil war, while the naga clan under the sea has already initiated a unification war.
The Alliance's concern about the naga sea witches blocking shipping routes has not materialized.
```htmlAs the resources from the Eastern Kingdoms and Pandaria continuously flow into Silithus, the Night Elf army gradually stabilizes its previously shaky defenses.
However, the situation on the battlefield has not fundamentally improved.```
When did stopping the invasion of the alien bugs turn into a grand victory to be proud of? They are merely pets raised by the Bugmasters, akin to pet dogs!
Every day, hundreds of night elves lose their lives, and every day, frontline outposts fall, yet Fandral Staghelm has no choice but to expend more energy on matters unrelated to the war.
He is rallying those former opponents he once ruthlessly suppressed, activating all the ancient connections he can reach, solely to overturn the anti-magic edict of his mentor, Malfurion, and to reunite the Night Elves under the banner of Kal'dorei.
What is Kaldorei?
The empire is Kaldorei!
In this critical moment of survival, Grand Marshal Garald Shadowsong has returned, and he will lead all Night Elves to restore the glory of the empire!
Does this glory include the upper-class elves?
All night elves.
Why did Maiev Shadowsong establish the burdensome Watchers, who endure the most suffering, do the most work, face disdain from others, and bear a bad reputation?
Because she has always refused to believe that her brother ran away, she would rather believe that Garrod was murdered by someone.
Although there were no signs of a struggle at the scene.
Even if Tyrande told her that the goddess said Garrod was still alive, Maiev still didn't believe it; she wanted to take revenge for her brother.
The Shadowsong family will never accept such a farce!
Why does Vandar the Nightblade use the title "High Princess" to provoke Maiev Shadowsong?
Because it relates to the dark history of the Lord of the Watchtower from back in the day.
```htmlEveryone believed that the Grand Marshal Galod. Shadowsong would accept the persuasion of the people and become the new king of Kal'dorei, continuing the great glory of the Night Elves.
Therefore, Maiev. Shadowsong did not firmly stop other Night Elf nobles from privately referring to her as the High Princess.```
Because her brother, Galod Shadowsong, was crowned king, she, Maevie Shadowsong, is undoubtedly the rightful imperial princess.
Therefore... after Galod Shadowsong went missing, the Shadowsong family, with an awkward position between ordinary night elves and high elves and weak in strength, became the subject of ridicule.
Maveth. Shadow Song... has become a joke.
Just as the power and glory brought by Gan'lor were once so brilliant, after losing Gan'lor, Maveth. Shadow Song feels like a clown.
哥谭都不敢收的那种。
守望者成立的初衷就不单纯，寻找加洛德的下落一直是玛维.影歌万年不改的目标。
换个方向想一想，加洛德无愧天生统帅的称谓，跟姐姐打了一万年的游击，就住在破碎群岛玩灯下黑。
What is called a talented person?
Impressive, truly impressive.
Maive Songshadow ultimately did not strike down her long-lost brother.
Not only because of family ties, but also to prove to all Night Elves that what she once lost must be reclaimed by her own hands.
```htmlIf you’re not mocking me for being an unashamed struggler【beep】, then watch me—I'm doing it anyway, so what.
Those with guts and ideas have followed Dar'Shemra out to sea, while those who can't bear to leave yet aren't valued by Malfurion and Tyrande can only be marginalized.```
Now, re-raising the Marshal's banner of Galad. Shadow song is equivalent to giving all the defeated night elves remaining in Kalimdor a chance to place their bets again, a possibility to sit back at the table.
```htmlMaiev Shadowsong realized that Malfurion's opponents were far more numerous than the High Druid had imagined.
Those who truly get things done, the selfless individuals, always face such treatment.
The more they secretly conspire, the more they understand the High Druid, and Maiev Shadowsong increasingly respects Malfurion.```
But this does not affect the glory of the Watchers re-forging the Shadow Song.
Is Malfurion unaware of all this?
Of course not, how many Druids envy the position of Van'dar Staghelm?
However, Malfurion actively restricted his wife Tyrande's sight and hearing, isolating the Moonwell from the outside world under the guise of security.
Not only that, in the face of his rebellious student, Malfurion still tried every means to send more troops and supplies to Vanndar Stormpike.
Because the Archdruid discovered the reappearance of Galadriel Shadowsong, it truly united those Night Elves who had drifted away from him.
And this will help the Night Elves win the imminent war.
```htmlThe Battle of the Sands was not only a heart-wrenching loss for Vanndar Stormpike, who mourned his son's death, but also a crushing blow to Malfurion, who watched the resurgence of the Night Elves be shattered before his eyes.
If your hatred for me makes you willing to support Garrosh, then perhaps you should hate me even more, as long as you are willing to dedicate your strength to the even more brutal war that is about to unfold in Silithus.```
Never have I underestimated the Silithids; Malfurion knows what great horrors are buried beneath the yellow sands that caused the dragons to fall and the Night Elves to bleed.
Oppose me if you wish; if opposing me can ensure the survival of the Night Elf race through this crisis, then feel free to oppose me.
Malfurion never fantasizes that everyone likes him; he carries the burden of his race's continuation and acts solely for the preservation of the Night Elves.