Medivh is at work.
As a great Guardian, he rarely participates in grassroots work, especially tedious and complex tasks like building Teleportation Arrays, which require almost no technical skill.
The Guardians have a considerable number of Followers; all Medivh needs to do is provide a specific plan, and someone will carry it out according to the blueprints. Even tasks requiring secrecy can be delegated to Golems or Magical Creatures.
But now, Medivh is also feeling the tension of the situation.
The Elf King might change his mind at any moment, so he had to hurry.
As a proud Guardian, he would never allow anyone to surpass his power.
Especially since the other party is a human.
"It's just the legendary weapon Frostmourne and a special bloodline."
"Arthas, you are still too inexperienced compared to the Guardians ' profound wisdom,"
"These are all mine, including your Scourge. I will hold them firmly in my grasp at all costs. I am the King of Azeroth."
Medivh secretly made up his mind to personally participate in the construction of the Teleportation Array.
King Anasterian of the Elf King had many concerns and, after much deliberation, decided to go see Medivh.
Facing the Magic Circle built in Silvermoon City, the Elf King saw countless star-like Magic Gems, dazzlingly combined. The Elf King was an Archmage, but unfortunately, he knew little about Teleportation Arrays.
Medivh clearly did not welcome the Elf King's arrival. With a stern face, he said rather rudely, "Anasterian, you should be appeasing the people in the city and dispelling the rumors, not disturbing my work."
"My esteemed Guardian, please clear up my doubts first." The Elf King spoke respectfully and politely.
"Fine!" Medivh feigned helplessness.
"Are you thinking the same thing as those ordinary people, why not build the summoning Magic Circle in Dalaran or Karazhan? Let me explain this to you. In fact, the Magic Circles in Dalaran and Karazhan were also built at the same time. To summon powerful creatures from the Void, apart from a powerful energy source like the Well of Eternity, the only way is to use triangulation."
"Triangulation?"
This was a new term that the Elf King had heard.
"Three positions are needed to locate a point in space," Medivh said in a teaching tone.
"Arthas doesn't understand such profound magic at all; his deductions are baseless. Elf King, don't you even understand the reasons behind this?"
The Elf King thought to himself, "I really don't understand," but Elf was too embarrassed to admit it. After all, he had lived for over three thousand years and still had some pride, so he remained silent.
"I know what you're worried about, Anasterian. The Orcs have committed crimes in Lordaeron. But it's not all Orcs fault. Under my watchful eye, Orcs won't dare to cause any trouble. After all, we need to give them a chance. All living beings evolve from savagery to civilization, just like your Elves, who were once bloodthirsty Dark Trolls."
The Elf King's face darkened; the Elf race hated nothing more than having their weaknesses exposed.
Although the Elves are indeed some Dark Trolls evolved due to the influence of the Sunwell, Elves and Trolls are no longer the same species, and they are very reluctant to let people mention that dark and barbaric history.
Medivh sensed the Elf King's displeasure and said sincerely, "I apologize for my rudeness just now, Anasterian. Don't listen to those nonsense. You are an ally of the Guardians. What benefit would I gain from slaughtering the Elves of Silvermoon City for a mere amount of military rations? In fact, I had already made all the arrangements."
Medivh produced an aerial view of Azeroth, pointing to the location of Mulgore in Kalimdor:
"Here lives a horde of rabid Tauren, a savage and uncivilized race. They wantonly trample the earth, destroying the natural environment, causing the land to become barren and the plants and animals to become extinct. They slaughter weaker races, maintaining their rule through bloodshed and darkness, and worship Evil gods. The Orcs will fight them to obtain enough military provisions."
The Elf King didn't care whether the Tauren were Evil or not, as long as it wasn't the Elves who were bleeding.
Medivh's explanation brought comfort to the Elf King, especially one point that touched him Elf.
What benefit would the Guardians gain from slaughtering the Elves of Silvermoon City? Unlike the Orcs' situation in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, the Guardians had no reason to treat the Elves that way.
After bidding farewell to Medivh and returning to the Royal Palace, the Elf King felt much better.
He immediately issued a series of orders to severely punish those who spread the rumors and quell the gossip within Silvermoon City.
A minor incident occurred during this time, leading to a disagreement with the Orcs. The Elves who were providing food for the Orcs were attacked, and several Elves were slaughtered and became food for the Orcs. One of them was the sister of a minor lord.
Thrall quickly punished the perpetrators severely and sincerely apologized to the Elf King.
The Elf gladly accepted Thrall's apology, and the matter was dropped. He had more pressing matters to attend to, such as the Scourge approaching Silvermoon City.
Quel'Thalas was indefensible, and Silvermoon City was the last line of defense. On the day the Scourge approached Silvermoon City, the Elf King Anasterian, Windrunner Sylvanas, and even Thrall and other Orcs all climbed the city walls.
Faced with the overwhelming Undead of the dead, everyone felt a sense of impending doom; no wonder they were called the Scourge.
Under the watchful eyes of many in Silvermoon City, the Scourge did not launch an attack on Silvermoon City. Instead, they bypassed the Silvermoon City and headed towards the sea, where the Undead built a floating bridge.
"The Scourge's target is Isle of Quel'Danas, Sunwell Plateau."
Sylvanas visibly breathed a sigh of relief. The Sunwell's defenses were quite formidable; because it didn't require the transfer of magical energy, the Magic Shield's strength far surpassed that of Silvermoon City.
The Elf King was also puzzled:
"Strange, why isn't the Scourge attacking Silvermoon City, but instead heading for Sunwell Plateau?"
"Perhaps their initial target was the Sunwell Plateau." Although Sylvanas had great faith in the Sunwell's defenses, a gloomy look hung between her brows, and she had an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
Crossing the strait between Silvermoon City and Danath is not difficult.
However, the Guards of the Sunwell have caused the Scourge a great deal of trouble.
The Sunwell Plateau is located at a Ley Line Nexus, where powerful Arcane energy flows through several forests. The Sunwell was originally a magically rich lake. The Elves overcame numerous difficulties to reach it and poured a bottle of magical water taken from the original Well of Eternity into the lake, thus giving birth to the Sunwell.
The Sunwell is protected by a constant stream of Arcane energy, and Sunwell Guards are the highest-ranking mage force in Silvermoon City.
The Scourge couldn't break through this Magic Shield, and even Kel'Thuzad was at a loss.
"The one thing we Scourge have no shortage of is time."
Kel'Thuzad comforted Arthas, saying, "Even if we can't conquer the Sunwell Plateau, we have the dumbest, most hopeless method. The energy of the Sunwell created the Elves, teaching them to use magic and creating an Undead Mage army. We just need to absorb the magical energy scattered around us, and we'll have a powerful magical Legion. The day our magical Legion is formed will be the day the Sunwell falls."
This was, of course, a word of comfort; Kel'Thuzad's laboratory had been trying to find a way to break the Magic Shield.
But progress was very slow, until the arrival of an Elf lord.