The Walk of Elders
"Is this really a good idea?" Tarecgosa's eyes widened as she listened to Zul'ra's plan. She simply wanted to get revenge on that unruly Sin'dorei girl, but Zul'ra's method seemed rather cruel. ☠👺 🎈🍮
"But I like it." Just when Zul'ra thought that Tarecgosa didn't want to follow her plan, the Blue Dragonflight girl added another sentence, and then looked at Valeera, the girl wandering in the crowd in the distance, with a malicious smile on her face.
"What advice did you give her?" Anveena asked quietly, glancing at Zul'ra who had whispered in Tarecgosa's ear without letting her hear. She didn't like the arrogant Sin'dorei girl either, but what plan did Zul'ra have to get back at her?
"Just wait patiently!" Zul'ra smiled mysteriously, saying nothing more, but casually glancing at the girl in the distance who was searching for her next target.
"Tch." Seeing Zul'ra's mysterious demeanor, Anveena couldn't help but let out a disdainful sound and pouted in a very girlish way.
"I don't understand the Sin'dorei language, I want to go somewhere else to play." Anveena was not very happy about Zul'ra's mystery, and at the same time, she was listening to the Sin'dorei debate on the high platform in the distance, but she couldn't understand Thalassian, so she seemed a little unhappy.
"Then let's go somewhere else to play!" Zul'ra looked at the unhappy Anveena and listened to the Sin'dorei men and women spitting at each other. She felt it was all pointless. Quel'Thalas was more advanced Amani in many ways, but... they really weren't in a position to talk about politics right now. What they needed more was unity.
"You guys go first, wait a moment, I'll come find you." Tarecgosa stared at the girl in the crowd in the distance, tossed a sentence to Zul'ra, and patted him on the shoulder, leaving a guiding magical mark.
"Be careful." Zul'ra also slapped a magical mark onto Tarecgosa's body, then thought for a moment, took out a bag of gold coins and handed it over to her for spending, reminding her of any unforeseen needs, before leaving with Anveena.
"See you later." Anveena looked at Tarecgosa had left halfway through, a happy smile spreading across her face.
"What are you so happy about?" Zul'ra blinked as she looked at the very happy Sunwell girl.
"I won't tell you, let's go!" Anveena raised her head slightly with a hint of arrogance, then led Zul'ra to wander around aimlessly.
In the eastern part of Silvermoon City, apart from the layers of houses and land, there are two most iconic buildings when viewed from above: one is the Sunfury Spire in the north of the city, where the Sunchaser's Court of the Sun, the residence of the royal family, is located and is also the center of governance; the other is the Shepherd's Gate in the south of the city.
After parting ways with Tarecgosa, Anveena and Zul'ra walked along the clean and tidy streets to the Shepherd's Gate. The entrance gate to Silvermoon City, which had been breached by the the Scourge, had now been rebuilt. On either side of the magical gate, which was made of oak and covered with iron with gold patterns, phoenix banners were hung, and a statue of Kael'thas Sunstrider stood inside the gate.
"Isn't it magnificent?" Anveena exclaimed, looking up at the enormous stone statue of Kael'thas inside the gate.
"Yes, the craftsman's skills are quite good." Zul'ra nodded in agreement. Amani also had stonemasonry skills, but he mostly carved strange voodoo patterns or statues of gods, and there were no statues of any Trolls troll standing in the world. The two were not comparable.
Zul'ra lowered his brow as he thought of the contrasting stone sculptures of Quel'Thalas. He found himself constantly comparing everything he saw in Quel'Thalas to Amani. Was such a comparison a little inappropriate?
She always compared herself to Amani, but never to her hometown before she transmigrated. However, the longer she transmigrated, the more Zul'ra realized how ignorant she was before, and how little she knew about her hometown.
In Zul'ra's mind, Anveena turned around, walked around a street corner, and came to a walkway. Zul'ra had been to this the Walk of Elders before, but that time it was a river of blood, filled with the Undead and murderous intent. However, all of that had been cleared away now. Although this city was only on the surface, at least it had been rebuilt.
If Garden Market is a bustling commercial area, then the restored the Walk of Elders is a public rest area. Scarlet curtains hang beneath the pillars and murals, and rows of gold-embroidered benches line both sides of the street where people come and go. There are also scattered fiery red trees along the roadside. The magnificence of Silvermoon City is on full display here.
Aside from the magnificent murals and wide streets, among the crowds on the Walk of Elders, there are rows of Arcane robots patrolling back and forth. These robots are made of metal, over three meters tall, and are generally golden and white, supported by blue Arcane power within them as they move.
These Arcane Constructs not only served to maintain order in the city, but also had a special mission: as they moved back and forth, they spoke in Thalassian, praising Kael'thas, the current leader of the Sin'dorei, with phrases such as "Remember our great prince" and "Long live the King of the Sin'dorei."
"What are those robots saying? And how do they move?" Anveena couldn't understand Thalassian, but she found it very interesting to watch the Arcane Constructs that were making sounds back and forth.
"Arcane power, and as for what they said! It was about their praise of Prince Kael'thas." Zul'ra watched the Constructs moving back and forth, her face full of amusement.
There were quite a few Arcane Constructs on the street, about a dozen or so, which stood out in the flow of people due to their size and height.
Given Quel'Thalas's rich history, Zul'ra could imagine that Silvermoon City must have other Constructs as well. However, putting those aside for now, Zul'ra found the actions of these robots somewhat intriguing.
The prestige of the Sunstrider Dynasty, though enhanced by the tragic martyrdom of their predecessor, Anasterian the Sun King, is now gradually fading and requires such propaganda to maintain.
"Let's sit here for a while!" Zul'ra, not wanting to move any further, looked at the benches along the street and thought about the decline of the Sunstrider Dynasty. He said to Anveena that he wanted to sit for a while.
"Okay." Anveena didn't object at all, but smiled sweetly and sat down with Zul'ra under an empty chair under a red oak tree.
"How beautiful!" Anveena exclaimed, looking up at the red oak tree with its branches overhead.
"Not bad!" Zul'ra looked up at the red oak tree, feeling the energy fluctuations emanating from it. She tilted her head slightly. This oak tree had mutated; it must be the result of being immersed in the energy of the Sunwell in the past!
"..." Anveena looked at the guy who had casually agreed and seemed a little absent-minded, and couldn't help but pout.
"By the way, Anveena... are you hungry?" Zul'ra, thinking of the Sunwell, couldn't help but come back to her senses. Looking at the sulking Anveena, she paused for a moment before wisely changing the subject.
"If you're hungry, I'll go buy you something to eat. There's a shop over there called Traveler's Dreamland, which is probably an inn. They might have food there?" Zul'ra looked at the sulking Anveena, glanced around, and quickly found a topic to talk about.
"Okay." Anveena looked at Zul'ra's concern for her, thought for a moment, and then nodded with a sweet smile.
There was no more at night.