"Galia Minaihill." Angma silently recited the name in the letter, thinking.

She is the eldest daughter of King Terenas, the hero of Lordaeron, and the sister of the fallen prince Arthas. Ten years ago, she was almost married to the death wings of the Lord Presto for the purpose of political marriage. In fact, since she met Presto, all her original dissatisfaction has disappeared, and she was deeply fascinated by Presto.

Later, the Wings of Death were defeated by the Four Dragon Kings, and Lord Presto disappeared for no reason. This story eventually ended up "unsuccessfully".

When Arthas killed his father and destroyed his country at the beginning of the year, Galia disappeared. Countless capable and patriots loyal to the Kingdom of Lordaeron went through a lot of hardships but failed to find her, thinking that she had already died of the hand of the dead.

In fact, she was not dead. In the official history, Archbishop Fao, who was resurrected, accidentally found her and guided her to the path of the Holy Light to become a priest. But Angma changed Fao's fate and indirectly changed Jalia's fate.

As a result, she embarked on a completely different trajectory of life.

"Galia, the only heir to the royal power of Lordaeron..."

During this period, Galia was very depressed and was hit by Arthas' betrayal and her father's death. If it weren't for Fa's teaching, she might have been in decline. But even such a weak woman, for those Lordaeron soldiers who were still fighting, her appeal was so strong that she could not even imagine.

When Angma saw this name, the first thing that came to mind was a geopolitical consortium composed of multiple countries and organizations north of the Sador Strait (the natural chasm where the Sador Bridge is located, which separates the wetlands and the Arachi Highlands, and is also an important geographical indication that divides the northern part of the Eastern Kingdoms continent). The influence of Jalia on the remains of Lordaeron can be used.

For the upcoming alliance and tribe, the power of this union cannot be underestimated. The same is true for the Lich King far away in Northrend. The people of the Northern Continent destroyed by the Scourge have the same hatred! This is the natural bond that closely connects everyone!

The population of blood elves is declining, and the road to rise is far away. It is difficult to catch up with the mainstream Azeroth ethnic group in a short period of time. If you want to increase your voice and influence and occupy a place in the alliance or tribe, you must rely on and use all external forces to finally go north to solve your enemy Alsace!

Regardless of the end of the Third War, in this acre of three-point land in the northern part of the Eastern Continent, the blood elves that have eliminated most of the threats will be one of the most powerful forces left behind. Only after the upcoming Forgotten Ones are about to take advantage of. If everyone can be won over, there will be more guarantees when the final battle against the Lich King will be launched in the future.

Angma had only a preliminary plan in his mind. He had to take one step at a time to do it, but at least he understood the reason why things were artificial.

He made up his mind and put away the letter and walked out.

Seeing that he was about to leave, a magician who was debugging the magic device asked, "Sanxi, where are you going?"

His tone was very humble.

In the temple hall, whether it was recording the readings of the magic net, casting spells to instill arcane energy into the holy tree, or communicating with the night elf druid, they all stopped their work and looked at Angma who was walking to the door.

"I may have to go out for a while and continue to nourish the core of the holy tree according to the method I summarized." He said, "The focus of my future work... is to speed up the growth rate of the holy tree."

Everyone nodded.

"Thank you all." Angma bowed slightly and turned around and left.

After he left, the researcher Duer sighed: "After three seats and one leave, our work efficiency will be reduced by at least half."

"Half?" Mid-level mage Xingge inserted the magic crystal into the stabilizer and shook his head, "It will be reduced by at least 80%... How did you say three cushions do it? Apart from him, the Holy Tree does not communicate with others at all, and Anwena never smiles in front of others..."

Duer narrowed his eyes and observed the reading of the stabilizer, wrote two strokes on his notes, and called out: "Close Line No. 7 for three minutes, and the magic net energy will overflow."

An apprentice will act according to the order immediately.

Duer put away his notes, "I heard that the three sils have received the blessing of the holy tree and have long been closely linked to the Well of the Sun. Just this..."

He quietly glanced at the mages who were assigned tasks to everyone, turned around and attached themselves to Xingge's ear and whispered: "It's hard to say that the next great mage's seats are all three seats!"

"Come on," Xingge smiled and waved his hand. "Sanshi is only in his twenties, and ordinary people are still in the academy at this age."

"Are the three-seat ordinary people?" Duer's eyes were bright.

Xingge was stunned for two seconds, then nodded with deep consent and said, "No."

"Dur, Xingge! You are lazy again!" Suddenly, the angry voice of the magician Carlyle came from afar.

The two of them shivered and hurriedly did whatever they should do.

Due to the importance of the Holy Tree and the Well of the Sun to the Blood Elves, after being promoted to three seats, Angma was assigned more personnel than normal. There were more than twenty intermediate mages, seven or eight high-level mages and three mages to assist him in his work.

These people are all scholar-type mages selected from a hundred. Before the arrival of natural disasters, they specialized in the Well of the Sun. Few people better than them in their understanding of wells. One of the mages even proposed a brand new theory of energy transmission, which reduced the energy transmission loss from Queldanas to Quelsanas and was of great reputation in China.

They naturally disagreed with the young Angma who was appointed by the airborne. They believed that he had just relied on the favoritism of the prince to obtain this position. But with the years of working together, no one dared to underestimate him.

Because his communication ability with the Holy Tree and the New Sun Well (Anwina) is several times stronger than all of them combined. He can point the energy of the well as his arm, making the magician Carlyle, who has been immersed in this way for more than a thousand years, and can also carry huge magic power that can blew a legendary power...

Who can refuse to accept it, and who dares to refuse it? From the initial doubts to the current respect, the speed of transformation is astonishing.

Even the most magistrate Carlyle, who is the most prestigious among these people, couldn't help but exclaim: "With such potential, it may be that within a few years, Angma's three-seat will become an existence that makes us look up to."

For more than 6800 years, no one has been closely connected to the Sun Well as Sanshi. The Sun Well is the most precious wealth of the blood elves. This ability is even more important when it recovers.

How can one be worthy of this unique ability with just three positions? Some people think that if Angma hadn't been too young, maybe the chief position would be his.

...

"Please wait!"

Not far away, I heard someone calling me. Angma stopped and found that it was a druid sent by Vandal. His name seemed to be...

I don't remember it.

The druid was wearing a plain-colored open-breasted robe with some tough leaves on it. For some reason, he was full of excitement, as if he was running over, and was breathing with breath.

"Sas Allah has been connected with the Emerald Dream!" The druid, who was taller than Angma, said excitedly, "It's incredible!"

Emerald Dream? Angma thought to himself, isn’t the holy tree originally connected to the Emerald Dream? What’s so exciting about this? It seems like discovering a new world.

The druid was still saying to himself: "I hope you will allow us to broaden the channels for connecting to the emerald dreams. If the holy tree can be incorporated into the dreams, all the natural creatures here will benefit infinitely!"

As long as it is related to spreading vitality, these druids will flock to it. After coming here, they are either investigating the ecology or busy waking up the vitality of the holy tree, without any idleness. Angma's selfless work attitude is very impressed.

Seeing that he did not answer, the druid said anxiously: "Without the life energy of the dream, your holy tree cannot be restored to its original appearance! Whether it is for the holy tree or the ecology, this is beneficial and harmless!"

Angma was in a dilemma.

Anwena has already been established, and the core of the holy tree combined with the remains of the Well of the Sun has a large growth space. Time may not be comparable to Anwena's energy intensity. If he hadn't known that the nightmare would sweep the Emerald Dream in a few years, he would have agreed to the Druid's request.

"Can the passage be closed after it is opened? I mean... can the holy tree be separated from the emerald dream?" Angma asked. He didn't want the holy tree to be corrupted by nightmare.

"What?" The druid was unclear. In his opinion, this was a great thing that benefited all things. Why was there anyone unwilling to do so?

"Okay, yes, yes. But without the nourishment of dreams, the holy tree will gradually shrink no matter how big it grows." The druid answered helplessly.

"How long is the separation process?" Angma asked again.

The druid was a little depressed by the cautious attitude of the layman and explained patiently: "It's only a few days at most."

That's all! Angma was happy and claimed that he would ask him to decide on his position. He also said that he might not be here during this period and that all work plans could be discussed with the magician Carlyle.

Saying goodbye to the happy big druid, Angma came to Prince Kelthas's place. The prince will stay on Queldanas Island in the near future and is now placing domestic government documents.

Angma told him good news about the Holy Tree. After careful and detailed investigation, the prince nodded and agreed. To this day, the prince has paid more and more attention to Angma's suggestions and talked with him for a whole afternoon, talking about everything from military to political.

Angma is not good at these aspects, and there are only a few general directions in her mind that are not thoughtful.

On the military level, the population of blood elves suddenly suffered disasters was greatly reduced, and the fertility rate was terrible. They could only make up for the shortage of soldiers with their elite high-end combat power. Both the Blood Knight and the Magic Breaker were elite troops with extremely difficult training and could not meet the needs in the short term.

Angma said that now that Anwina has returned, the holy tree has grown vigorously, and the blood elves have once again gained a huge source of energy, and should take this opportunity to train mage apprentices in large quantities. They do not need to master comprehensive knowledge and be able to skillfully use lethal spells. This way, the training cost can be greatly reduced.

As a result, Prince Kelthus was already doing something similar. All the magic academys that reopened the door to teach relaxed the entry requirements under his orders and selected all apprentices with magical talents for unilateral training.

The prince handed him several draft plans, which contained new military rank promotion guidelines, and reward and punishment standards for idle mages to receive apprentices on their own, breaking the talent selection standards with Quel's old concept...

After reading many detailed and comprehensive drafts, Angma could only shake his head and sigh: What I can think of, how could the dignified Sun King not have imagined?

"Your Highness, I want to go out for a long journey." Angma handed over the magical letters of Quelthus to Kelthus.

After Kelthas finished his scrutiny at a glance, he raised his head with great interest and smiled: "Why, I think my work is too boring now and want to go out and have a walk?"

"Well……"

"This is human beings' own business, you don't have to worry. I will order people to inform Dalaran of this. Your task is to take care of Anwina and the Holy Tree. No one except you can do this job." As he said that, Kelthus lowered his head, picked up a quill and wrote and scratched the documents.

Angma knew that if he didn't show his true skills, His Highness would not let him go.

He took a deep breath and was about to start his long speech.
Chapter completed!