Silvermoon City.
"Your Majesty, the eastern area of Eversong Woods has been cleared, and thirty-seven survivors have been found." An elf minister knelt down and reported, "They have been placed in a temporary camp."
Sun King waved his hand lazily. "Enter it in the file. Continue to advance towards Ghostlands. I will see the flag of Silvermoon City planted on every inch of Quel'Thalas's land within three months."
Another messenger hurried into the hall, his robe still stained with the dust of the long journey. "Theramore's message, Your Majesty. Lady Proudmoore conveyed the replies of those immigrants."
Sun King's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne. "Say."
The messenger swallowed. "They said they refused to return to Quel'Thalas. They claimed that they had sworn allegiance to Theramore and became citizens of Theramore. Your Majesty no longer has the authority to govern them."
There was a sudden silence in the hall. Sun King's fingers stopped, and his face looked like he was wearing an exquisite elf mask, with no trace of happiness or anger.
"Those who don't know good and evil." He finally said coldly, "When they lose the pride and inheritance of the elves among the foreign races, they will cry and beg to come back."
Just as the ministers were echoing, the court mage suddenly walked in quickly, holding a letter with gold edges in his hand. "Your Majesty, an urgent message from the Goblin Consortium. Rivendare Consortium informed that their representatives will arrive at Silvermoon City today to discuss, er, the debt issue."
A burst of sarcastic laughter came from the throne. Sun King took the letter and threw it aside without reading it. "These green clowns still don't give up? I told them clearly last time that they will not recognize any debt agreement that is not signed by the king himself."
Chancellor of the Exchequer reminded carefully, "Your Majesty, that contract does have the signature of His Highness Kael'thas and the seal of Silvermoon City."
"The era when Kael'thas was good at making decisions is over." Sun King stood up, his robes shining gorgeously in the sun, "He now understands who is the real ruler of Quel'Thalas. Tell those goblins--"
The teleported light flashed, and several figures walked out of Portal.
Theramore.
When Jaina pushed open the door of Deren's private study, he found that he was leisurely playing chess with Anveena. The sunlight shined on the chessboard through the stained glass window, reflecting colorful light and shadow.
"Are you still in the mood to play chess?" Jaina asked in disbelief, "Jaina They should have arrived at Silvermoon City, right?"
Deren moved a chess piece without raising his head. "General. Anveena, you lost again."
Anveena pouted. "That's not fair! You must have used some method to predict my moves!"
Deren chuckled, "Playing chess is like doing business, you have to think about the next ten moves in advance." Then he turned to Jaina, "Yes, the debt collection team should have had a 'cordial meeting' with Sun King."
Jaina frowned. "Aren't you worried? Silvermoon City is the royal capital of High Elf after all, just in case."
"What if?" Deren stood up and walked to the wine cabinet by the window, "Sun King only has a few people under his command, so he dares to attack Jaina? Or do he dare to offend Black Dragon Princess? Or challenge the representative of Aspect Dragons?" He poured two glasses of wine and handed one to Jaina, "The choice of each signatory on the debt contract is carefully calculated."
Jaina took the wine glass but did not drink it. "But the war on the front line was tense. At this time, all Alliance leaders were called to Silvermoon City for debt collection."
"It is precisely because of the tense war that Sun King dare not act rashly." Deren took a sip of red wine. "He needs Alliance's support to fight against Scourge, and our shareholders happen to be important people that Alliance dare not offend." He blinked, "Besides, I have an insider."
"Internal response?" Jaina asked in surprise.
Deren just smiled mysteriously and turned to Anveena: "Another game? This time I will give you two pieces."
Anveena's eyes lit up. "No regrets!"
At the same time, the atmosphere inside Silvermoon City's Sun King's Court was so solemn that it could almost wrung out water. Anasterian·Sunstrider sat on the throne, his fingers gripping the armrests tightly, his knuckles turning white. Standing in front of him was Azeroth's most peculiar "debt collection group":
Jaina·Proudmoore represents Theramore and human power. He bowed gracefully but his eyes were cold; Onyxia transformed into High Elf noble woman plays with a Black Dragon Scale, smiling dangerously; Chromie appears in the form of Gnome, but exudes the majesty of the guardian of time;
Goblin Prince Rivendare was holding a thick account book, with the goblin's desire for gold coins flashing in his eyes. Bolvar of Stormwind City and Antonidas of Dalaran were also sent from the front line as their respective representatives.
"Dear Sun King," Jaina spoke first, his voice soft but unquestionable, "As the shareholder representatives of Blackwing Fertilizer Company, we have to express serious concern about Silvermoon City's behavior of denying the legal debt contract."
Onyxia chuckled, "The projects I invest in never allow default, which would be a devastating blow to business reputation."
Sun King's face looked older than usual. "Everyone, my child signed a contract with the goblin Rivendare, not Blackwing Fertilizer Company."
"Blackwing Fertilizer Company is registered in Theramore and is a legal company." Chromie said in a deep voice that did not match her Gnome appearance. "Rivendare Financial is a wholly-owned subsidiary of Blackwing Fertilizer. Its registered place is Stormwind City, and it is a legal financial loan company."
Rivendare opened the account book in a timely manner. "According to the terms of the contract, Prince Kael'thas represented High Elf at that time, using the ownership of Silvermoon City and Sunwell as collateral to borrow money. Withdrawn a huge amount of Arcane Crystal. Now that Silvermoon City and Sunwell have been recovered, why doesn't His Majesty recognize the contract? So we had to invite the shareholders of the superior parent company to come and confirm the debt problem."
Sun King's hands trembled slightly. Of course he knew about the existence of this contract, and even acquiesced to Kael'thas's signing - High Elf's need for Arcane Crystal became urgent as the magic addiction spread. But he did not expect that the creditor would be so powerful, nor did he expect that the other party would collect debts with great fanfare during the war.
He looked at Antonidas for help. After all, they had privately agreed to exchange Sunwell Water for Dalaran's support.
But Anthony turned his head and didn't meet his gaze. On one side was the long-eared elf, and on the other was his student Jaina. What's more, the goblin did pay Dalaran the contract witness fee. At that time, Dalaran's business department was also interested in making money. Anyway, the gold coins they got were not for nothing. Now the position is embarrassing.
Sun King glanced at Bolvar again, but Duke Stormwind City ignored it at all, and just said in a deep voice, "Rivendare Financial company is indeed our Stormwind City's legally registered company. They pay taxes on time, and Stormwind City must safeguard the legitimate rights and interests of our company."
Sun King was speechless. The atmosphere fell into silence.
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