"Your Majesty, the invitation letter from Quel'Thalas has been delivered."
Lordaeron City In the dark palace, a fully armed Dragonborn attendant stepped heavily into the king's palace.
He reported at the door, and a moment later, the door opened, and His Majesty Terenas·Menethil in pajamas stretched out his hand and took the gorgeous elf invitation.
The king seemed to have returned to his youth, even his gray hair had turned into black. He glanced at the king for a few times and said hoarsely:
"Please Sir Daval and my Royal Sorceress come over. I need to talk to them about this matter."
"As commanded."
Dragonborn The attendant turned and left, leaving the palace once again restored to deathly silence and coldness.
Although it is indeed almost midnight and the palace is understandably dark, the things hidden in the darkness are not simply depressing.
It seems that there are some "living things" moving in every shadow of this palace... No, it is as if the darkness of this palace has turned into an entity and is flowing in the eaves and corners. Even Saintess Statue in Jiali in the palace garden is covered with a layer of gauze in the darkness.
A crow flew from the branches on the edge of the palace wall, making a menacing cry, but it did not scare anyone in the palace.
Because even the chef who prepares meals for the king and his attendants here is Dragonborn.
In the six months since the demonic invasion to now, Lordaeron City and even this country have been completely changed by this disaster.
Warriors in war need strength, and being able to protect the innocent can naturally win honor and respect.
Fortunately, Lordaron Kingdom has mastered the secret method of Dragonborn, allowing those Warrior who are willing to Consecration the kingdom to control the power.
In today's city, the status of Dragonborns seems to have surpassed that of the nobility of the past.
In other words, the rise of the new military aristocracy has completely shattered the previous ruling system of the Lordaron Kingdom. Dragonborn warriors who protect their families and country can gain glory, wealth and status, while those incompetent wastes who only know how to exploit civilians will be ruthlessly abandoned.
Although Khadgar and Rhonin continued to send reports back to the Stormwind Kingdom, saying that Dragonborn would recruit ordinary people as slaves like slaves, in fact, the order in the royal city was not so bad that it was impossible to survive.
On the contrary, because the king has abolished a series of exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes in the past few months, the living standards of the common people in the city are better than before.
Of course, the shortage of supplies during the war years was indeed a problem, and the requirement that every household must provide a man to serve the Dragonborn warriors also made many people dissatisfied, but the ferocious demons were indeed defeated by the Dragonborn attack.
Dragonborn warriors are regaining their land every day!
They have been winning big, and even entered Alterac Kingdom to regain territory for the weak Perenolde Royal Family.
At least Lordaeron City can protect the safety of the people, so they should be grateful to these warriors who dare to go into battle.
As for the unstable emotions of Dragonborns and the frequent hurtful incidents, these "little things" are nothing, at least in the eyes of the king who is planning to seize more territories and establish the foundation of the empire.
He himself is a Dragonborn.
In a country ruled by Dragonborn, is there any problem with the heroic and capable Dragonborn warriors having a higher status?
While King Terenas was waiting, Duke Daval, who had been promoted to the prime minister of the country, and the mysterious Royal Witch came one after another. In King Terenas's palace, while eating dinner, His Majesty discussed the invitation letter with two important ministers.
His Majesty's dinner was "unique".
The medium-rare ribs seemed to be stained with blood, but in fact it was just spicy sauce. The king elegantly ate his dinner with a knife and fork. His every move was very "rigid", as if he was deliberately maintaining a long-term habit.
His cutting and chewing movements were very vigorous, as if he was suppressing and resisting the "urge" to turn into a dragon with his hands and tear apart the meat in front of him, chewing like a wild beast.
He was trying his best to maintain something.
Maybe it's decency, maybe it's humanity?
But the two important ministers did not care about this. Lord Daval admired the elegant words on the invitation and was impressed by the elf calligraphy of Sun King, while the palace witch who had just "returned from a long journey" reported in a dumb voice:
"Your Majesty, you have ten more teams of Janna Sea Witch in your court mage group. Together with those Tidesages who came to pledge their allegiance last month, your fleet can already rival Kul Tiras's Invincible Fleet on the sea.
And I just received an exact message!
His Majesty Daelin Proudmoore led Third Fleet to leave Boralus early this morning. His purpose was to go to South Seas to destroy Bloodsail Pirates who was entrenched in "Plunder Isle".
Maybe, we can have a tactical adventure?"
"Oh?"
King Terenas's eyes lit up.
He picked up the handkerchief and wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, and asked:
"You mean to intercept and kill the king of Kul Tiras on the sea? Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
Lord Daval put down the invitation and said:
"If we send Dragonborn to assist in the battle, as long as we can accurately locate Daelin, we can capture or kill him alive. I know you always plan to move later, but you don't have to worry this time.
Because Lordaron Kingdom's "allies" in Kul Tiras are also ready to take over power!
The unique political environment of Kul Tiras determines that the "king" is more like a product of compromise to them. However, once the external pressure is sufficient and there are people internally to support it, it will be very smooth for Kul Tiras to surrender to the Lordaeron Empire.
As long as King Daelin accidentally "misses":::
King Terenas squinted his eyes, thinking, weighing the pros and cons, and then asked:
"Where is Gilneas?"
"The northern lord Darius Crowley, who defended Silverpine Forest for King Genn, was captured by your brave Dragonborn warriors a few days ago."
Lord Daval stroked his perfect mustache and said with a smile:
"This means that the entire Silverpine Forest has fallen into your control. The most important thing is that our ally Master Lyral Fangs of Fire has been "persuading" Lord Crowley and its wolf pack to surrender.
Master Yanya has a sacred object like "Scythe of Elune" in his hand. In just a few days, you can obtain the weak claim of Gilneas.
Fighting among wolves is quite dangerous. If King Genn accidentally "falls into hiding", then as a friendly neighbor of Gilneas, it is normal for the king of Lordaeron to temporarily take over the border for a friendly country, right?
After all, even if werewolves are rampant, at least half of the human population in Gilneas is still struggling to survive.
It is your duty to protect humanity!"
"Yes, it is my duty to protect mankind. This is the duty of the emperor and cannot be blasphemed!"
King Terenas nodded.
He looked at his court witch, and without verbal communication, this witch who understood people's hearts immediately got up and went to make arrangements.
A fleet will set off for South Seas tomorrow!
With Deep Sea Naga participating in the war as an ally, I hope His Majesty Daelin Proudmoore can be protected by the sea enough.
"Anduin Lothar will definitely attend Kael'thas Sunstrider's wedding. Not only him, but also the leader of Southern Borderlands will most likely participate."
Terenas said:
"This is a good tactical opportunity, but strategically it will put our country into a disastrous diplomatic situation. Therefore, I am hesitant to take advantage of this opportunity to behead our enemies?"
I need your wisdom, Daval Qing."
"You are right. Fighting without declaring it is dishonorable according to the traditional concept of mankind. A victory obtained in this way will arouse criticism. From the perspective of a minister, I do not recommend you to do this."
Sir Daval said slowly:
"However, if we do not launch an attack, will Quel'Thalas side with you and Lordaeron Empire?
No!
They won't.
High Elf have refused to return our asylum seekers three times.
Those are the people of the Lordaeron Empire. Now that the civil war has subsided, it is the most legitimate reason for us to ask them to return to the country, but High Elf refused.
Quel'dorei has chosen a side, Your Majesty.
Anduin Lothar's fiancée is the granddaughter of Quel'Thalas Phoenix Guard. The pointed ears made a cunning bet. They wanted to interfere with the internal affairs of the empire through a treaty just like they did 2,800 years ago.
The most important thing is that Quel'dorei has been secretly providing protection for Light's Hope Chapel, making it difficult for our Dragonborn assassin to capture the "traitor" With the trace of Alonsus Faol, we can only let the evil-hearted Priest incite the people to fight against his own Dragonborn Defender and betray his own monarch.
Lothar has not attacked yet.
But he has launched a vicious attack.
If you don't take action, I'm afraid the war between you and him will be over before it even begins."
These words convinced King Terenas who was already interested. He stood up and touched the Menethil Family seal on his finger. After a while, he asked:
"If we use elites, how sure are we?"
"High Elf's Ban'dinoriel Territory Guardian barrier is a big problem. The activation of that barrier means that no raid can be completed."
Sir Daval said calmly:
"Therefore, you can only bring the most elite Dragonborn Warrior people into the Quel'Thalas territory in the name of spectators, waiting for an opportunity to destroy their barrier. I and the Dragonborn army are waiting outside. Once the front is successful, then..."
"I have a better idea, Your Majesty."
Royal Witch, who had left and returned, floated over, and she said:
"I have recruited a group of Ethereal assassins from the sea of stars for you. Their special shapes can evade High Elf's magic detection. I will personally lead them into Quel'Thalas with you, and my wizard has contacted the enemies of Quel'dorei for you in advance!
Although Amani Troll is savage, they will be happy to fight under your Battle Standard when they can see High Elf bleeding.
Lord Daval's plan is good, but the success rate cannot be guaranteed.
My plan is very radical, we will attack Sunwell directly! And I can guarantee that I can completely interfere with or even destroy that magical wonder.
Quel'doreis were changed by magic.
They seem powerful, but in fact they are just a group of pathetic Magic Addiction ers. As long as the sun collapses, you don't even need to attack, the elves will surrender themselves.
They can't stand up to their own Magic Addiction!"
"Too risky!"
Lord Daval scolded:
"The road to empire does not tolerate such radical bets. We have an advantage in Northern Borderlands, and we can obviously fight steadily. What's more, Amani Troll is the enemy of mankind! Your Majesty cannot unite with them, as this will damage your Majesty's prestige."
"So, does His Majesty care about his own prestige? Or is he more eager to see a real victory?
Furthermore, Lord Daval, your so-called "advantage" is at the mortal level, but a few days ago I witnessed with my own eyes the powerful creatures born in Azeroth history, trying their best, but they couldn't even break through the defense Diakum!"
The palace witch said coldly:
"You should know it, Raszageth..."
Lord Daval's face changed slightly.
He was angry that this guy was trying to cause trouble at this time, but he also knew that this was a warning from Xal'atath to him. No matter how many Dragonborns he created for the Lordaeron Empire, as long as Vigilant joined the war, any numerical advantage would become a joke.
Unless, Lord Daval is willing to give up his favorite "waistcoat" and transform into Deathwing and Vigilant to fight.
"Please believe me, Your Majesty, and Lord Daval."
The palace witch let out a charming laugh.
She said:
"If Vigilant is also in Quel'Thalas, that would be the best. I will design a conspiracy for him to force him to expose the secrets that he cannot expose. By then, the powerful Light Weaver will also become the target of public criticism, and those who hate him will pour into Material World and devour him!
This is the best opportunity!
We may never find an opportunity like this again.
Think about it carefully.
Without the support of Vigilant, what do Anduin Lothar and his ridiculous Alliance mean in front of His Majesty's Dragonborn power?
Menethil Family is destined to rule Eastern Continent!
Your Majesty, you should make up your mind."
King Terenas looked at Lord Daval. He obviously trusted his "son-in-law" more than this palace witch who had great magical powers and seemed to have "friends" everywhere.
But Lord Daval's face looked uncertain at this time, and in the end he just nodded to the king.
He said:
"Vigilant is indeed a big trouble. If you can get rid of it in Sunwell, then your road to conquest will be smooth sailing."
"Then do it!"
King Terenas is also decisive enough.
He knew that there were only one or two opportunities to do great things in his life, and he would regret it if he missed it. Anyway, Southern Borderlands and Northern Borderlands's respective preparations had reached the last moment.
Even without this surprise attack, the two sides would have been at war for a few months.
After Lord Daval and the palace witch left, the king, who had been very calm since becoming Dragonborn, felt a rare surge of heart, and his eyes fell on the unfinished midnight snack.
He strode forward, grabbed the steak and stuffed it into his mouth.
But the next second, King Terenas threw the steak back on the plate as if he was electrocuted.
He waved his hand and gave himself a loud slap, then took a deep breath, sat back on the chair, straightened his cuffs and collar, smoothed the wrinkles of the napkin, picked up the knife and fork, cut the steak as neatly as before, and put it into his mouth.
Every movement is very stiff, like fighting against some inner desire.
Only wild beasts eat with claws and teeth..:
But I am a human being!
In the corridor outside the palace, Lord Daval walked with the palace witch with his hands behind his back.
He said:
"You're a little over the top."
"Sorry, I just... well, I was just scared."
Xal'atath pulled her hood and whispered:
"What happened to Pandaria and what I saw and heard on the outlying islands before scared me. The gap between me and Diakum is getting wider and wider. This is my last chance to make a comeback.
Of course, this requires your full assistance,
If you let it go... No, there is no need to let it go. Now he has the strength to kill you and even purify you.
That's a problem that must be solved, don't you think?"
"Indeed."
Lord Daval looked at the night and said:
"Dragon Isles will appear soon. We must deal with Diakum before then. Once Shadowed Heart falls into his hands,
There is really no way for me to survive. I can understand your fear, Xal'atath,
This is the first time I am so afraid of an enemy I have never even fought against.
Haha, fear, what a strange emotion.
It seems that I am really old."
"The chance that King Terenas won't take advantage of Kael'thas's wedding to behead you is basically the same as if I tripped over a stone when I went out and fell to my death sadly."
Vigilant looked at the somewhat haggard Lothar in Northshire Abbey and said:
"Even so, do you still have to go to that wedding? You know, for the safety of the guests, your not going is the greatest blessing to Kael'thas."
"What you said is so touching."
Lothar complained.
Then he picked up the wine glass in front of him and shook it. Archbishop Nali, who was pouring wine for Diakum next to him, glared at him.
What's wrong?
If you want to drink, just go and pour it yourself. Why are you watching me?
Lothar paused for a moment, then turned to look at his fiancée, only to be glared at by Ms. Daenerys again.
What's wrong?
Can you beat me? Just let me pour you a drink?
Hey, you're not married yet, but you dare to ask me to pour you wine. If you're married in the future, I won't dare to think of anything you dare to do!
Lothar sighed tiredly, and just as he was about to stand up, he saw Diakum grabbing the wine bottle and pouring him a glass himself.
This made the marshal laugh and said to Vigilant:
"Sure enough, only a man can understand a man's suffering... Hey, pinch it gently! Those are my ribs, not your training dummy."
The marshal shouted in pain and drove away his violent fiancée, took a sip with a grimace, and then said:
"This is probably the last meeting between Terenas and I before the war starts. I will definitely go. Although I have given up the idea of using diplomatic means to solve the problem, he can be dishonest, but I can't.
What's more, if Terenas takes action first, wouldn't I have a legitimate reason to fight back?
He could see this as a beheading, couldn't I?"
"A good idea, but I have agreed in advance that I will not participate in your "Duel of Two Emperors"."
Dick said seriously:
"I went to Quel'Thalas this time for business. As the dean of the Arcane Academy's branch campus, I have the responsibility to inspect the teaching venues of our academy in advance, and Northern Borderlands is not only your enemy, but also mine.
I can even guess what they are thinking. If they don't take advantage of this moment to kill me in one fell swoop, then in a few months, I will easily defeat them if they join forces.
This is their last chance to fight back.
They won't miss it.
Therefore, I am sure that Kael'thas's "Red Wedding" will definitely go down in history in the future... However, Black Dragonborn is stained with the void and chasing Hour of Twilight, they are undoubtedly World Enemy."
Vigilant reminded:
"Therefore, summon human Saviors to go with you.
Once they strike first, don't hesitate to fight back. I just heard the historical facts of the dragon clan's civil war 20,000 years ago. You must keep their lessons in mind.
If we don't want humanity to be permanently divided, things like civil war cannot be delayed.
The sooner it's over, the better."
"Hmm."
Lothar drank the wine and said:
"The fact that I came to see you today means that I have made up my mind and am well prepared, and to be honest, I am very brave to have you accompany me to Quel'Thalas for a banquet.
Tell me honestly, Dick, is there anyone in Azeroth who can threaten you now?"
"Well, of course there is."
Diakum blinked and said:
"Let's be modest and calculate, Nightsworn of Kaldorei, Aegwynn blessed by World Power, Deathwing of full explosion, Queen Azshara of Highborne, aren't these four?
Just being in the top five in planet-level combat power is not enough to satisfy me. There are even more monsters and ghosts in the star sea.
If the conditions were relaxed a little more...
What I mean is just "normal combat effectiveness", there are many more people who can compare with me.
Stormrage Brothers, Thousand Throats Demon, Thousand Tentacle Demon, Wild God, etc. series.
Now I am just a high-ranking demigod, Lothar, and among those Titan Keepers in Ulduar, one of them is a perfect demigod.
Oops, Azeroth's demigods seem to be overpopulated. After the Lordaron Kingdom spread Dragonborn's secret method, the number of these legendaries has also been overrun."
"It's just... in your mouth, demigods have become a unit of measurement for combat power, and you also said that they have normal combat power.
Whether I activate Heart of Azeroth or not, there are two completely different states! How can the "normal increase" not be included in personal power?"
Lothar curled his lips and was about to discuss this "Beast Fighting Chess", when he saw White Pawn pushing open the door and rushing in, jumping up and down in an unsteady manner.
Lothar was about to scold a few times when he heard White Pawn shout:
"Dark Portal is here, Arthas and Jialiya are back! They want to go to Quel'Thalas with us. I can't help but go and persuade them. Arthas said he must meet with his Father King to ask some questions."
"You can't even persuade a child? Have you grown so big in vain?"
"Oh, Arthas has also completed Prosperity Trial! Moreover, he is now the Paladin apprentice of Prophet Velen. If there is a fight, I really may not be able to defeat him!"