Shandris had heard Vereesa talk about Eldre'Thalas's Shen'dralar Ancients things before, and also knew the purpose of Aaron's return this time.
However, the worries about Fel in her heart made Shandris a little worried about Aaron's actions. She was worried that those Shen'dralar Ancientss affected by Fel would eventually turn into monsters like Satyr.
Aaron waved his hand, indicating that this kind of worry is completely unnecessary. In the end, this road will never turn into a twisted monster like Satyr, but directly become a devil - the second half of the sentence Aaron is not the same as Shandris said that now it is enough to stop those Warlock from going crazy and summoning demons to absorb Fel. When they encounter Army of the Light in the future, they can try to use Lightforging to solve this problem.
Seeing Aaron's unworried look, Shandris said nothing more and turned to focus on another matter.
"Illidan was still able to conduct research under the supervision of Maiev," Shandris exclaimed. Even if she was not familiar with Maiev, she would know that Given the depth of hatred between Maiev and Illidan, as for the results achieved by Illidan, they are not in the category of surprise for Shandris.
Before War of the Ancients, when Shandris was still an ordinary Night Elf, she had already heard of the fame of brother Stormrage. Malfurion became the disciple of the King of the Forest, and Illidan showed extraordinary talent in the way of Arcane.
"Yes, even my own brother was almost killed by Illidan. It's hard to imagine how much difficulty Illidan faced in conducting research." Aaron also said with some emotion.
"Wait, what did you say?" Shandris expressed surprise at Aaron's words. "You mean Jarod was almost killed by Illidan?"
"Huh? Don't you know?" Aaron vaguely felt the wheel of history changing direction again. He had a feeling that this turn of events was inseparable from him.
"Don't say you don't know, I think this is impossible." Shandris lowered his head and thought for a while, then said to Aaron, "What kind of hatred can there be between Jarod and Illidan?"
"They have no grudge, but when Illidan rebuilt Well of Eternity, didn't Jarod want to stop him?"
"What on earth are you talking about?" Shandris's expression became even more surprised, "Weren't you the one who stopped it Illidan?"
"What?!" Aaron felt like he had a headache. It seemed that the world line had been seriously distorted by him. Then again, wouldn't Shandris tell what he had done in such a bad way? Wouldn't it have a bad impact? Although Aaron didn't know much about this aspect, he had heard all kinds of miscellaneous theories.
"Let's go find Bronze Dragonflight and inquire about it when you have time." Aaron decided secretly, but considering Bronze Dragonflight's demeanor, he was not sure whether he could get any information.
"Isn't your brain affected by something?" Shandris saw that Aaron was a little sluggish and said worriedly. He took two steps forward, put his hand on Aaron's forehead, and cast a Elune magic. Feeling the result of the feedback from the magic, Shandris nodded. "No problem."
"Ahem," Vereesa coughed softly, walked forward, stared at Shandris, turned to Aaron and said, "Now that the matter has been resolved, can we leave?"
"There's no need to rush for anything, right?" Shandris smiled and said, "It's already very late at this time. Aren't you more accustomed to moving during the day? Why not rest here for a day and leave tomorrow."
"Okay. Since Miss Feathermoon invited us, let's stay." Vereesa grabbed Aaron's shoulders and shook it slightly, "Then Aaron, shall we leave tomorrow?"
"Ah? Oh, okay." Aaron noticed that something seemed wrong in the atmosphere, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only respond with a few words.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the hotel." Shandris still remembered what happened when he took two people to Astranaar last time. In order to avoid the embarrassment from last time, Shandris decided to take the two of them directly to the hotel.
Nordrassil's hotel doesn't look much different from Astranaar's. In terms of the number of guests, it seems to be even smaller. After all, outsiders are not allowed to enter Nordrassil. Guests of other races like Goblin are absolutely invisible here.
After settling the two Aaron, Shandris approached Aaron again. It seemed that he had something to tell Aaron. This was one of the reasons why Shandris left the two behind...
Shandris pulled Aaron to ask about his experiences with Desolace and Feralas for a long time. Vereesa had already talked to her about these, but Shandris still wanted to get more information. Aaron curiously asked her why she was so concerned about these things.
"This tree is both our shelter and our shackles." Shandris looked up at the Nordrassil tree crown above. The blessing given to this tree by the three dragon kings made Night Elf experience War of the Ancients and War of the Satyr did not decline after two tragic wars, but the scope of Nordrassil's asylum limited the development of Night Elf, making them gradually become conservative and autistic.
However, the stories told by Aaron and Vereesa made Shandris aware of the crisis. If Aaron had not rescued Zaetar, what would Centaur have become? Will Xavius's Nightmare spread wantonly in reality?
These are all related to the safety of Night Elf, but their conservative development strategy makes them almost ignorant of what is happening in not-so-distant places.
"Maybe we should make some changes." Shandris said.
"Is this your own idea or Tyrande's idea?"
"Mother is also aware of it, but she..." Shandris sighed, "Mother has too many things to care about, so I should do these things."
Shandris told Aaron that she planned to take advantage of the opportunity of Druid to assist Zaetar and send some sentries to Desolace to establish an outpost. This was also an attempt. If it went well, she planned to spread the outposts over Kalimdor in the area outside the control range of Night Elf.
"What do you think of my plan?" Shandris looked at Aaron, asking for his opinion.
"Very good," Aaron thought for a moment, without pouring cold water on Shandris directly, "If it can go smoothly."
"Yeah, it would be great if everything goes well..." Shandris sighed. Night Elf's problem is not a problem between two people, but the atmosphere within the entire race. It is still a little difficult to implement her plan, but as the commander of Night Elf Sentinels, she will not give up just because of difficulties.
Aaron had no choice but to wish her that she could realize her plan, and Shandris was also very capable of action. After chatting with Aaron, he immediately went to find Tyrande - although it was getting late, for Night Elf, this was the time when they were most energetic.