Gnomeregan

"Great Chieftain, you didn't say that, did you?! You're actually assigning us High Elves a desert? Great Chieftain, is this what you meant when you said the Horde was one big family?!"

Kael'thas, who had always been gentle and courteous, now had his hair and beard standing on end. He slapped one hand on the table and pointed at Leiluo with the other.

It was no wonder Kael'thas was so angry. At the meeting just moments ago, Leiluo had assigned the High Elves a territory—and it was the very land he had previously planned to give Kael'thas: Tanaris.

Although Tanaris wasn't yet entirely under the Horde's control, Leiluo must have had his reasons for doing this. Cain had already told him that the Night Elves had reached another agreement with the Horde—or, more precisely, that Malfurion had reached an agreement with the Horde. Through their joint efforts, Malfurion would provide the manpower and the Horde the technology, and together they would turn the Tanaris Desert into a forest.

Not long after this agreement was reached, the Night Elves sent another emissary. In exchange for receiving large quantities of fruit from the Horde every year, they offered the Horde another thousand wisps. As for what kind of fruit was worth a thousand wisps, the Night Elf emissary had said it was best if it was long and narrow, thick and long, and powerful in battle. Cain had no idea what that meant, but who would turn down a deal that made money?

With a few wisps at his disposal, Leiluo could put his plan to replace the Sunwell with a modified Moon Well into action.

Leiluo had eagerly announced his plan, but who could have expected it to provoke Kael'thas's thunderous fury?

"Hahaha, Kael'thas, did you misunderstand something?"

Cain, who had