Lothar completed his speech in Nar'thalas City perfectly.
At the end of his speech, the elves of all races even stood up and applauded enthusiastically. They didn't even comment too harshly on the marshal's bad accent Thalassian.
For the elves, this is already a great courtesy.
Of course, Lothar is not stupid.
This is just a scene of carrying people on a sedan chair. If humans really want to integrate into this exaggerated world stage, there are still many things that need to be prepared.
However, he didn't plan to stay in Nar'thalas City for long. The next step was the internal affairs of the elves, and he as an outsider really had no reason to get involved.
Therefore, after having a very Elven Empire-style lunch that day, which was said to be made in accordance with Azshara's palace banquet standards and so luxurious that Lothar felt like a bumpkin and a barbarian who had broken into the civilized world, Lothar, with a full stomach, took his entourage on the journey back to the Eastern Continent.
There are still many things going on in the country, especially the war over there at the Redridge Mountains, which always affects Lothar's heart.
Blue Moon Dean communicated with him, and after the two parties agreed to accept the Nar'thalas Academy students who came to study, a teleportation door that could ensure maximum safety was opened directly to Stormwind's Mage Quarter.
Don't ask how the elves located such a precise and unfamiliar location, just ask that they have their own secret method.
Lothar, Daenerys and White Pawn and several Iron Steed Paladin crossed the portal and returned to their hometown across half the world.
Without even having time to rest, he had to go to Tempest Keep to listen to a summary of war information.
When they walked out of Mage Tower, a black carriage was already waiting for them.
The three of them got into the car and saw Diakum the Saint in human form sitting opposite. Garona was sitting next to him, and the half-Orcs assassin was playing with two weapons that made White Pawn's eyes widen.
"Isn't this... a fragment of Star Hunter's cool Warglaives of Azzinoth?"
He exclaimed:
"Why is it in your hands? I don't remember you participating in the Mount Hyjal war!"
"Shout, if you can detect the whereabouts of such a powerful assassin like me, then I feel like I have to go back to Gul'dan and Shadow Council to practice more."
Battle of Mount Hyjal participated in the whole process, but did not show up much because he was too low-key. Garona curled his lips, and played with the two precious and powerful Azzinoth fragmented daggers between his fingers like butterflies passing through flowers, letting the Fel Fire that came with the crystal-like daggers light up the five fingers of Garona.
"Don't play with fire, naughty kid!"
Diakum scolded her, causing her granddaughter to be obedient and put away her trophies honestly.
Don't ask her how she got these things.
For Garona's skills, isn't it easy to pick up some "junk" on the battlefield?
"I will return to Draenor with Garrosh and the others tomorrow."
Diakum said goodbye to Lothar in the walking carriage:
"You may go back for a while during this trip. There are important things to do, so the next thing on the human side is up to you. I will leave a team of Light Weaver guards to protect Archbishop Faol.
That good man has made up his mind to return to Northern Borderlands, preside over Light's Hope Chapel and protect the refugees there."
"I heard that Lordaron Kingdom has recovered Tyr's Hand, which was captured by the devil?"
Lothar said seriously:
"That means King Terenas's army has actually regained control of the military fortress in the Stratholme area?"
"The specific situation will be reported to us by Khadgar. He has collected a lot of information from Northern Borderlands."
Dick said:
"I will also listen. I am quite interested in the situation over there."
The marshal nodded. As the carriage moved towards Stormwind Keep, White Pawn suddenly said:
"You want to go back to Draenor, can you help me bring a few things to my boys? Arthas and Jialiya are taking refuge there. The situation in Northern Borderlands is so bad, they may have to stay in Draenor for a long time.
I found some fun stuff at Mount Hyjal..."
"White Pawn!"
Daenerys knocked on Varian's helmet and scolded sternly:
"The fate of countless cities in both worlds rests on Vigilant Saint's shoulders. He shouldn't waste his time being a delivery boy for you and your friends."
"Well, I, the "Eredar Weightlifting Champion" you call me, actually have a bit of leisure time."
Dick complained:
"At present, the shelves of Light Weaver and Shadewalker have been set up. Many things do not require me to do it myself. I even have time to understand the writing teachings of Holy Light, so it is very easy to give things away.
So, give me the gifts you plan to give to your friends."
White Pawn suddenly became happy and touched his Magic Satchel. Then a large bag of various messy things appeared in the carriage, which stunned several people inside.
Diakum looked at the bulging bag containing wooden swords and shields that were obviously used for playing by elf children, and the veins on his forehead twitched.
Hello Varian Wrynn!
You're really not polite enough to use me as a courier, right?
What are these things you gave me?
These are for children... Listen, Arthas seems to be a child, so there is nothing wrong with it. No wonder Varian even prepared a "Shaking Tiger" based on Malorne for him.
I can only say that he is worthy of being an "intimate big brother".
"Wait a minute!"
Garona, who had sharp eyes, reached out and grabbed a handful from Varian's "gift bag" and took out the invisible but tangible "The King's New Clothes" cloak.
She said doubtfully:
"What kind of brain circuit did you have to mix this kind of high-level magic item among a bunch of children's toys and give it to your four-year-old friend? Is this really something that Arthas or Princess Calia can control?
Confiscated!"
Garona folded the cloak and put it into his pocket. When Varian was about to shout, he pulled out a bundle of throwing knives like magic and threw it to him.
White Pawn took out one and looked at it, and found that it was a heavy throwing knife made of strange animal teeth. It was very sharp and had grooves specially designed to break armor. It also had some kind of strange magical effect. When you put it to your ears, you can seem to hear the roar of the ancient beast.
A complete set of "Dread Knives" made by the Dragon Teeth of the King of Power Rezan, carefully crafted by Princess Talanji's private craftsmen, I spent a lot of effort to get some.
If I don't take yours for free, I'll exchange it with you."
Garona spread his hands and said:
"For Warrior, who lacks long-range attack methods, this thing is a real treasure."
"I made the decision, changed it!"
Before White Pawn could speak, Daenerys next to him stretched out his hand, took out half of the flying knife and put it into his arms.
This made White Pawn anxious. He turned to Marshal Lothar who was thinking about the problem and shouted:
"Lothar, take care of your woman! She stole my things!"
"This silly boy, look at how he talks so freely and has no education at all... He made you two laugh, haha."
Daenerys had veins popping out on his forehead, clenched his fists, opened the door of the moving car with one kick, and lifted White Pawn out of the car. Then Diakum heard the furious clash of weapons from behind.
"It's not easy for you either."
Vigilant said something quietly to Lothar. The marshal was very tired and covered his forehead and sighed:
"Who says it isn't?"
A moment later, the carriage drove through the Stormwind commercial district, which had been more than half rebuilt in the afternoon sunshine.
Stonemasons' Brotherhood had enough manpower to accept Northern Borderlands refugees, so they built the city very quickly.
The newly built city uses white marble as its base and is decorated with ancient elf sculptures in various areas, giving this new city a hint of "old money" unique grace. The nobles in the city are very satisfied with this architectural style with a hint of "exotic".
The most important thing is that King Llane, who is already Lightforged, has a very high moral standard. He paid a sum of money from his own treasury plus the contribution from Archbishop Faol's fundraising tour to pay for it.
Now there will be no more nasty incidents of wage arrears.
The renovation of Stormwind Keep, the king's fortress, has been completed, allowing it to form a "city within a city" structure. Drawing on the experience and lessons of the Orcs war, this solid fortress can accommodate the residents of the city to take refuge when necessary.
Perhaps because of the harsh experience of nearly breaking the city before, the king also designed an underground area under the fortress for defense and transfer when necessary.
However, King Llane is presiding over the war in the Redridge Mountains, so only Queen Natalie and some invited Northern Borderlands nobles live in the fortress at this time.
Including Duke Mograine's family members, Kul Tiras's Ashvane Family and Waycrest Family's family members, etc.
When Lothar and Diakum went to the Military Intelligence Hall, they could still see a group of children playing Crusade games in the garden, and ladies from all over the world were having an afternoon tea party in the bright sunshine under the hospitality of Queen Natalie.
"This queen is also building momentum for you, Marshal Lothar."
Garona whispered:
"She took the "lady's route" to draw those big nobles closer to you, but the most important Queen Katherine is not seen here, which shows that Kul Tiras's attitude is quite ambiguous."
"They have ambiguous capital. No matter who wants to complete the recovery of Northern Borderlands, they must win over Daelin and his fleet."
Lothar shook his head and said:
"But Kul Tiras's geographical location is isolated overseas, which destined them to be unable to participate in the pursuit of imperial legitimacy. I got some disturbing news from Sun King. I hope Khadgar can answer more and more questions for me."
The three of them walked into the military intelligence hall, where Khadgar was already waiting.
He has been traveling around various places during this period of time, and he looks like he is older, but he is also much calmer.
He finally put on the most classic "traveler's robe" that Diakum remembered. The blue-gray decoration made him look not like a traditional mage, but like those travelers who traveled around.
Atiesh, Greatstaff of the Guardian was held in his hand. The luxurious red magic silk embellished with blue gems hung down and was moved by the wind of mana, which represented that the strength of Khadgar was steadily improving.
He did not greedily seek power to transcend the boundaries of demigods. Perhaps he learned experience from Warlord Margok's behavior and laid a solid foundation for himself to gain a broader future.
"Marshal, you are in trouble."
After seeing Lothar come in, Khadgar's first words made Lothar's eyes sink.
As his former Magic Advisor raised his hand and let his magic hand float the files, images and even sketches around him, Lothar quickly saw what Khadgar wanted to show him.
"Is this Lordaeron?"
The marshal's eyes widened, he grabbed a sketch, looked at it, and said:
"How did it get like this? What's with those black towers?"
"That's the tower where the Dragonborns live."
Khadgar explained:
"Now the number of Dragonborn in Lordaeron is beyond our imagination. They are "spreading" rapidly like werewolves. Rhonin and I can tell you for sure that Dragonborn is a "scam"!
His true identity is that of a human who has completed "half-dragon transformation" through some method.
Look at this!"
The mage sent a moving magic image to Lothar's eyes, and Diakum also tilted his head and glanced at it. In the ten-second clip that was obviously recorded through an "abnormal shooting" perspective, a thin and disabled Lordaeron soldier took the potion from the gloomy caster.
He opened the bottle and drank it in one gulp. In a short time, he became Limb Regeneration. At the same time, he became stronger and even sprayed flames from his nostrils.
"It's too exaggerated."
Garona commented:
"This makes me feel like Orcs drank demon blood..."
"In terms of the way they take effect, the two are indeed consistent."
Khadgar said very cautiously:
"We failed to get this kind of "Dragon Power Potion" in kind. A very powerful Dragonborn guards the central tower of Lordaeron, which is the laboratory where Dragon Power Potion is made. But what is certain is that the Lordaeron people have mastered the technology of quickly preparing this potion.
They also made a derivative, downgraded version.
The alienation you see is the transformation of the subordinate Dragonborn.
Luo Ji risked his life to capture the battle process of the superior Dragonborn. I can only say that it is very amazing!"
He picked up a crystal from the table and placed it in front of the three of them. This "magic video" lasted no longer.
The content is quite exciting.
A Dragonborn heavily armored soldier was surrounded by a large group of demons. In the desperate situation, the guy activated some kind of power. When his armor collapsed, he transformed into a black-skinned young dragon. He swallowed some of the demons with Shadowflame and then spread his wings and flew away.
The shooting angle was shaking, which proved Rhonin's shock at that time.
"Is this dragon transformation permanent or temporary?"
Lothar said with a serious tone.
"It's temporary."
Khadgar said:
"Miss Vereesa asked us to set a trap and lured a superior Dragonborn into her trap. We disguised ourselves as demon servants and fought against her. Facts have proved that this ability to transform into a dragon can only last about ten minutes.
After the transformation, Dragonborn will fall into long-term weakness and suffer from the sequelae of unclear will to die.
One of their incarnations is the strange dragon Human Form, which has wings, a tail, and horns. Its whole body is covered with scales, and even its skeletal shape has changed.
That's a permanent transformation.
In fact, Luo believes that Dragonkin is the true form of these superior Dragonborn, and humans are just them... no,
Their "disguise!"
From a physiological point of view, we believe that these Dragonborn can no longer be considered human beings.
They become another kind of creature."
"Dracthyr..."
Diakum narrowed his eyes and said a pleasant title in dragon language, which made Khadgar stunned for a moment. Grand Magus hurriedly followed Ning and said:
"Do you know this creature?"
"I haven't seen it, at least not yet, but I know where these Dragonborn come from."
Dick moved his fingers three times and said:
"They are the creations of the black dragon, which means that Lordaeron colluded with the black dragons under the pressure of the devil. Tell us about their actions. Khadgar. Sun King told Marshal Lothar that Lordaeron has recovered the country?"
"Exaggerated."
Khadgar shook his head and said:
"Northern Borderlands The powerful demons brought by Destroyer Mannoroth are everywhere, how can they be so easy to expel?
Even if Lordaeron has Dragonborn soil, it can actually only ensure that large cities such as Lordaeron, Andorhal, Hearthglen, and Stratholme will not be breached.
They did recapture Tyr Tang Shou Fortress, but to be honest, it was nothing like an accident.
For some reason, a group of spirits got into trouble with the demons who occupied Tyr's hand, and gave Dragonborn an opportunity to take advantage of it.
The lord of the Stratholme area, Baron Rivendare, personally led a Dragonborn regiment into thousands of soldiers and fought for two days and two nights before recapturing the Tyr Tang Shou Fortress and the nearby Avalon Town.
As a result, they themselves suffered heavy injuries.
According to Luo and I's judgment, Lordaron Kingdom is currently at a stage where they have more than enough defense but not enough offense. It would be hard to say if their Dragonborn continues to increase."
Grand Magus looked at Marshal Lothar whose face was getting more and more ugly, and he whispered:
"King Terenas is mass-manufacturing the lower level Dragonborn. Even the second weakened Dragon Power Potion is not enough for everyone to gain power. Therefore, Lordaron Kingdom's current social situation is changing rapidly.
At Lord Daval's suggestion, the king issued a very... how to say? uncomfortable order!
Dragonborn became a warrior, and humans who could not become Dragonborn had to provide various services to Dragonborn as followers. We saw with our own eyes that they were treated like slaves.
Dragonborn's tempers are as bad as the flames they control..."
Lothar's fist hit the table and he said:
"Sun King told me that King Terenas has sent artists to Quel'Thalas, asking High Elf to return the Northern Borderlands refugees who were taken in by the elves due to the previous war. Therefore, their purpose of doing this is..."
"Make more Dragonborn, drive out the demons, take back the territory, and build a big "Dragon-Tang Empire"!"
Khadgar said:
"This is just one part of the changes that are taking place in Northern Borderlands. The whole country of Alterac has been occupied by demons. Alterac City, like Stromgarde, has turned into a land of demons. There are Greater Demon stationed there as if they are fighting for a long time.
In Hillsbrad Foothills, the werewolves and demons of Gilneas are fighting.
The werewolves recaptured Southshore, but their attacks on Tarren Mill were repeatedly frustrated.
In addition to demons, werewolves, and Dragonborn Tang, there are even strange benevolent beings appearing in some remote areas.
Those were some human beings degraded by Magic Plague who accepted the "preaching" of Trolls and became believers of Loa death. They often move around the mountains, and the edge town of the Alterac Kingdom, Strahnbrad, has been captured by them and a group of Amani Troll.
Yes, Marshal, Trolls also plans to take a share of the messy Northern Borderlands.
Those barbarians are so eaten up that we won't be able to kill them back in a short time."
"Damn it!"
Lothar closed his eyes in pain and cursed:
"How did our imperial territory become like this?
The Northern Expedition is necessary!
We must regain our land as soon as possible... otherwise, our old land will really leave us. Khadgar, please contact me Prince Derek and Queen Katherine!
I must reach an agreement with the Kurtis as soon as possible. Without the support of Daelin's team, it will be difficult for us to act quickly."
"Human Empire's Civil War."
Diakum sighed and said:
"The One lesson that civilized races can learn from history is that humans never learn lessons. Let's talk to Terenas, Lothar. Even if you want to regain your ancestral land in the name of the empire, you have to occupy the general direction."