Reactions and Banquets

History calls this day the Windrunner's Cleansing Day. On this day, aside from the doomed Blasphemers and nobles who sought to claim the three Windrunner sisters, all nobles and powers who had political disagreements or bad attitudes towards the Windrunner Family and the Ranger Corps were arrested and escorted to the small grove where the God of Magic descended.

What happened next terrified all of Quel'Thalas. Thousands of people simultaneously spewed green flames from their orifices, their bodies instantly engulfed in a blaze, turning them into charred husks. The bodies were magically preserved, and these charcoal figures would remain forever in the clearing of this Arcane Crystallized grove. Only one survivor remained: the Sun King Anasterian. He knelt on the ground in utter terror, trembling like a sieve, no longer daring to look at the terrifying Divine Eye in the sky.

Sylvanas, the executor of all this, was privately called the Bloody and Ruthless Little Windrunner by the High Elves. Everyone now knew clearly that this second sister of the Windrunner family was countless times more decisive and infinitely more ruthless than her elder sister, Alleria.

What's more... she had the support of the God of Magic behind her. Some rumors began to spread wildly that Sylvanas was a Chosen of the Gods, favored by the deities, and an Emissary of Will sent to punish the High Elves.

Quel'Thalas announced a few days later that it would reopen its borders, and its period of isolation became a joke. However, the entire world soon learned of the news through various channels: the nobles of the Silvermoon Council had tried to forcibly claim Alleria, a woman designated by the Divine Emissary Hu Feng. Thus, Hu Feng, along with Quel'Thalas's previous open defiance of the Night Elves, decided to settle old and new scores and reported the matter to the deities.

It is a universally acknowledged fact that the Divine Emissary Hu Feng, a legendary existence, was highly valued and supported by the God of Magic. Therefore, what happened next was not surprising: the God of Magic was enraged, removed the suppression of Mana Addiction, and then personally descended upon Eversong Woods. Sylvanas became the agent of the divine will, and with a wave of her hand, arrested some and killed others, delivering a resounding slap to the Sunstrider Royal Court.

Thus, Quel'Thalas rejoined the world... Everyone understood that in this spat between the High Elves and their original suzerains, the Night Elves, the High Elves had lost spectacularly. The deities behind the Night Elves had severely punished the High Elves, forcing them to recognize who was in charge.

As the losers, they naturally had to pay a price. Not long after, a surveillance-style small fortress appeared on the border of Quel'Thalas. A Ranger Corps of Night Elves and a Mage Corps of Highborne would be stationed there, constantly monitoring the actions of the High Elves to prevent them from acting rashly again.

The Seven Human Kingdoms were also somewhat speechless about this. The High Elves had initially been a relatively independent nation. Now, after this whole ordeal, they had become a highly autonomous fiefdom of the Night Elves, constantly monitored by troops.

At this moment, an unexpected calm settled over Quel'Thalas. The influence of the Silvermoon Rangers surged overnight. However, as they were of the same race, they did not pursue the matter further. Coupled with the innate nature of Elves, Sylvanas did not go too far. The current Silvermoon Council was composed entirely of new aristocrats who were friendly towards the Rangers or were fair and just, and they got along quite well with the Rangers.

To put it simply, the Ranger Corps themselves did not demand much. They were loyal to Quel'Thalas and only wished to diligently guard and patrol the borders. As long as there were no political schemes or various logistical obstacles, they were already very satisfied.

Sun King Anasterian also regained some clarity. The arrogance and youthful impetuosity of the new king had been significantly tempered by the God of Magic overnight. Furthermore, the Rangers had been very considerate and tactful, not implicating him in the mess left by the old Silvermoon Council, and continued to pledge their loyalty to him.

Therefore, after Anasterian privately apologized to Alleria and Sylvanas, the conflict subsided. There was no deep-seated hatred between the two. After all, it was the former council that had exploited Anasterian's youthful immaturity for their own gain. Now that the old Silvermoon Council was completely eradicated, and Anasterian was not an overly narrow-minded person who couldn't let go, everything returned to the right track after he conceded.

This internal struggle among the Elves thus came to an end. Both sides tacitly maintained silence regarding this Cleansing Day, and the Eastern Kingdoms also quieted down for a considerable period due to the turmoil caused by this event.

Kalimdor Continent, Suramar City.

A grand yet ordinary banquet was held in the Star Garden within the city. The Highborne were fond of banquets and were utterly immersed in them.

To say it was grand, the banquet's decorations were indeed incredibly magnificent. The walls of the garden were adorned with transparent white veils woven from Crystal Silk, embedded with countless Glimmering Magic Gems. Even the plants within the garden had given their all for the banquet: Arcane Crystallized Plants emitted a hazy purple glow, and waves of enchanting fragrance filled the air.

The maids wore revealing attire, perfectly showcasing the Elves' curves. They carried silver trays as they moved through the garden, with all the various wines presented in goblets made of magical crystals.

To say it was ordinary, the Highborne held at least three such banquets every week. They would find all sorts of strange reasons to host them, such as celebrating the Suramar City Library's collection exceeding five hundred thousand volumes, or celebrating that the Arcane Barrage condensed by Lady Elisande had expanded by another ten centimeters, or celebrating that the Night Elves' beloved World Tree had grown tens of meters taller. Who knew how they concluded that the World Tree had developed further!

This time was no exception; a banquet was definitely in order to celebrate the High Elves' capitulation!

Moon Priestess Tyrande sat on a long bench in the garden, holding a glass of fruit wine with a helpless expression. Among the three giants of the Night Elves, she was always dragged to these uncomfortable banquets. But who else looked like they had the most time...

Her husband, Malfurion, slept soundly every day and was uninvolved. Garrith Shadowsong was constantly traveling throughout the Night Elf territories and rarely returned to Darnassus. Only she remained stationed at the World Tree, so the Highborne always invited her to their banquets.

"Yo, Lady Tyrande, why aren't you in the lively center of the courtyard, sitting here by yourself?"

Elisande, also holding a glass of fruit wine, walked over slowly.

Tyrande shrugged. "If the banquets were less frequent, I think I would be very interested in participating. The Moon Goddess bears witness, your Highborne traditions are too terrifying."

Elisande sat down next to Tyrande and chuckled at her words. "You misunderstand us, Priestess. We Highborne's fondness for banquets... began only after the deities saved us."

"Oh? And why is that?"

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