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"Join me?" The Ramo's ruler blinked.

"Yes." Sylvanas nodded, "It's not enough to maintain cooperation or alliances alone, Jaina. I want to belong to you. You have also seen that the high elves are not popular with the alliance, and Theramore is also excluded from the core of the alliance. The way you maintain relationships with other forces is to use diplomatic means, but without strong backing, you can't reach an agreement with the word "peace" or boring language alone, and the other party will only gain a slight dilemma on paper. I think I can help you relieve some diplomatic pressure and go through military affairs. I promise you that I will use my abilities to help you improve Theramore's military power, even surpass the Seventh Legion."

Sylvanas's words caused a sigh, especially Magni. As a dwarf, he would understand this race even if he wanted to appreciate the beauty of the elves. One thing that left a deep impression on Magni was that the elves paid great attention to their dignity and would not make a boast of it easily. Sylvanas's promise did not sound like it was made to anger Varian, but was real, especially now that they said these words in front of all the league leaders. The Bronzebeard expressed admiration for Sylvanas in his heart.

While everyone was whispering, only Varian remained silent. The king's eyes were locked in Sylvanas, hoping to find the flaws from the female elf.

"Gianna." Varian's voice was a little low, less momentum than the initial tone, but more warning. "Don't forget that her tribe members have joined the tribe now."

"I haven't forgotten, His Majesty the King." Jaina stood between Sylvanas and Varian. She had acted as such a role many times, between the Alliance and the Horde. "Because of this, the Alliance needs more allies."

Varian looked like a torch and stared straight into Jaina's eyes. "You have heard that what she wanted to join was not the alliance, but Theramore. She regarded Theramore as a city outside the alliance. Do you agree with her?"

"That's not what she meant." Jaina retorted, "If you said, did I refuse this request that was beneficial to Theramore and was not a member of the league?" Her eyes were round at the others present, not only asking Varian, but also asking all the leaders. I have to say that this trick worked very well. Even Magni, who has always supported Stormwind City, did not dare to do it, and was unwilling to help Varian say a word. The Dwarf Kingdom knew that choosing silence at this time was equivalent to supporting Jaina's point of view.

Deadly silent. The wrath of the ghost wolf burned in Varian's eyes, like embers behind the flames, driving away the shadows in the darkness.

"About the allies..." High Priest Tyrande stood up to ease the atmosphere. She felt that if she didn't do anything, someone would suffocate to death. Sure enough, Jaina and Magni gave her a look of gratitude.

"The alien species that appeared on the Mystic Blue Island can consider trying to join the alliance, but their origin is still unknown, and it will take some time to communicate with them." Tyrande paused and continued: "If the tribe suddenly attacked during this period, it would be difficult for us to deal with it. In the name of Cardore, I think it is necessary to get Sylvanas's high elves to join."

Varian was taking a long deep breath, trying to control his emotions and calm himself down. In Sylvanas's eyes, this human was indeed worthy of the title of "Ghost Wolf", but he was now like a trapped beast.

Jaina still tried to relieve the tension between humans and elves. However, it was McGonie who suddenly spoke.

"Varian, the alliance cannot fight in the middle now." Magni covered his face with his broad hands and whispered to Varian. In fact, everyone in the room could hear his voice.

Ghost Wolf looked down at his old friend, and only Magni could give him a step at this time. He could make concessions, but he did not agree to Sylvanas stay in the league's territory, but did not want to see gaps within the league.

Jaina wanted to emphasize this, but before she could speak, Varian said, "At any time, the alliance is above everything else. Jaina, if you want to accept these elves, then I won't say anything more. I only have one thing to remind you, don't forget how Quel'thalas betrayed the alliance."

"Quelthalas is an independent country." Sylvanas's eyes flashed with anger. Although she was disappointed with her kingdom, she could not tolerate such losses from outsiders. "The high elves also withdrew from the alliance in peace, not in war, and we have their own reasons. You know this. When the tribe approached Lordaeron, we fulfilled our oath to the Araso Empire. When the Dark Gate was opened again, we also stood up. When the Alliance's Expeditionary Force crossed the Dark Gate, it was my sister who guarded the defense line to ensure that the Expeditionary Force had no worries. What qualifications do you have to slander us?"

"What about your prince? What about Kelthas?" The young king trembled all over with anger. He lowered his eyes and stared at Sylvanas with hatred. "Where is your prince now? He actually joined Naga in pursuit of magical energy, bowing to a demon. With such a leader, what is his people like?"

"His people did not choose to survive under the exploitation of a certain Union officer." Sylvanas said bluntly, "Who among you had been asked to build a watchtower? Who had been ordered to lead a small group of men to fight a army of undead?" The female elf glared at Varian. Surprisingly, the ghost wolf's eyes were moved, and the trace of emotion quickly disappeared. "Is it possible to prove our loyalty to the Union by letting us be slaughtered, Varian Wrien!"

Everyone looked at Sylvanas who was out of control in surprise. Only in some important rituals can they directly call out the other party's full name, otherwise it would be disrespectful. The owner of the name Sylvanas mentioned was a bad temper.

"Enough!" Jaina shouted, the meeting was much worse than he thought, and it was awful. "I accept Ms. Sylvanas's request."

She made the decision, but Varian had turned his back to her. "Sorry, Jaina, and other comrades from the Alliance. See you later..."

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Varian strides in the direction he came. His followers followed.

Jaina looked at Twash and signaled the mage consultant to rush to King Varian.

"I have to say..." Magni looked up at Sylvanas. Now his drunkenness disappeared a lot, and the look of the female elf looked more awe than before. "Seldom can beat Varian in momentum. You are amazing, girl. Congratulations on becoming a member of Theramore, but I still ask Varian more, what kind of identity do you stay here?"
Chapter completed!