Returning to the Floating City, Kael'thas and Patrick appeared on the Chief Floor of Sunfury Spire.
After several seconds of silence, Patrick spoke first. "Could you tell me about Dalaran back then? Or, more specifically, about the Council of Tirisfal and the Kirin Tor?"
Kael'thas, however, approached the subject from another direction. "Dalaran was the masterpiece of human mages. After learning magical knowledge from us, humanity's development of magic grew almost explosively. The speed of their progress exceeded our imagination."
Patrick smiled as well. "We will be the same in the future. An ordeal of bone-deep pain woke all the elves who had sunk into pleasure."
"Indeed. We have studied magic for over ten thousand years. Our foundations and strength are beyond anything humanity can compare with." Despite his words, there was no happiness on Kael'thas's face. "With the rapid development of humanity's magical profession, we High Elves gradually lost our say in the Council of Tirisfal. Even within Dalaran, my influence was very limited. Most human mages actually dislike our people."
Indeed, the High Elves were far too arrogant. With their long lives and prosperous existence, humans seemed, by comparison, like a pack of animals spending every day struggling to survive and reproduce. How could the arrogant High Elves possibly think highly of humanity?
A comparison of living conditions in Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron made it obvious. High Elves did not need to toil to make a living. Even an ordinary elf who never gave anything a thought throughout their life could enjoy a stable existence. There was no such thing as going hungry or lacking warm clothing in High Elf society.
"Our influence in the Council of Tirisfal grew greater and greater. Even when I, a prince, made suggestions or requests to the Council of Tirisfal, they barely paid