Chapter 475 14.Kael'thas I just want to get married quietly. Why is it so difficult?
Black Crow King's health deteriorated, casting a shadow over the upcoming wedding celebrations.
Malfurion, Diakum, and Taran Zhu, three healers with "different styles", used various methods to keep King Kaldorei awake. General Feathermoon, who was accompanying him, proposed to send Black Crow King back to Moonglade for rest, but was rejected by His Majesty Ravencrest.
He dragged his body, which had been deteriorating over the past few months and was already overwhelmed, to Quel'Thalas, definitely to achieve some purpose.
As the leader of Kaldorei for the past ten thousand years, Kur'talos Ravencrest seems to have put personal life and death aside.
But it was not a problem to keep him stalling like this, so in extreme helplessness, everyone finally quietly invited the spectators sent by the Troll Empire under the suggestion of Diakum.
When Princess of All Spirits Talanji disguised himself as an elf and entered Sun King's palace, even Phoenix Sword Saint Salorian, who had always been serious, showed a strange and tense expression.
Since the founding of Quel'Thalas 6,800 years ago, the lady in front of me is probably the first Trolls nobleman to be respectfully invited into the palace.
Talanji I don't have much impression.
She was even in the mood to admire the famous "rich style" decoration of the Quel'dorei elves, and casually complained to the Loa spirits following her that the palace was neither grand enough nor exquisite enough.
What?
You said that the Quel'dorei elven palace has existed for seven thousand years. In any world, it can be regarded as a monument. At least it has some cultural relic value, right?
This is true.
But the Dazar'alor city where Princess Talanji lived since childhood has been around for 16,000 years. It was the first super-large city built by mortals in Azeroth history. Even a random brick in the toilet of the princess's house is worth much more than the rich and powerful palace in front of her.
"Disclaimer in advance! I am only here to visit Quel'Thalas in my own name and attend the wedding celebration of Kael'thas Sunstrider."
Princess Talanji held a Azerite Crystal scepter in his hand and loudly emphasized to the people around him:
"The real mission of my trip is to pass the order given by Father King to the Amani Tribe to their leader. Troll Empire does not want unnecessary conflicts to occur in the distant frontier.
But Amani Troll has always been wild, and their Loa Priest cannot fully control the will of the tribe, and now Overmind Amani Troll's Zul'jin Chieftain seems not to give up on taking back the "ancestral land", which is the city we are currently in.
Therefore, I must unfortunately inform Sun King and Prince.
Perhaps new border conflicts will break out soon
I hope you are ready, but I want to remind you that Loa Priest of the Amani Tribe are all very open-minded Trolls."
She stopped clicking, but Sun King and Kael'thas both nodded.
They understood what Princess Trolls meant and already knew how to strive for temporary peace with the feuding Trolls.
"Use your voodoo tricks."
Malfurion Stormrage held a Staff of Nature's Fury. This tall Archdruid had two horns on his head and feathers on his wings and said in a deep voice:
"The Crow King must regain his energy. Your Majesty has very important duties that must be completed here."
"Well, I guessed it, so I brought the voodoo incense burner."
Talanji stepped forward and arranged the embellishments of the voodoo ceremony while saying:
"As long as you elves have the slightest idea, you will not allow yourself to ask for help from the "barbaric" Trolls. However, we are World's Eldest Child after all, and we can always master some mysterious powers that other races cannot master.
The voodoo in my hand comes from Dark Prophet's personal blend. This is a spell used by members of the royal family to save lives in critical moments.
I must state in advance that Voodoo cannot produce Life Force out of thin air. I can only temporarily transfer Black Crow King's life from "later" to "now" for his use, which means that after Voodoo ends, Black Crow King will age at a faster rate.
But."
Princess of All Spirits sighed.
She called out to Bwonsamdi to give her the vision of the dead. After a moment of observation, she shook her head and said:
"His Majesty Ravencrest has lived too long. He was already injured in War of the Ancients. World Tree's blessing suppressed the arrival of death but failed to completely cure him. The extra ten thousand years of life were "stolen" by him, but death has always been harsh.
You should probably prepare a coffin and a tomb for him, as his end is coming, and it will be within the next month or two."
"Trolls! Can't you say something nice?"
Illysanna·Ravencrest, who was standing next to her father, gritted her teeth and clenched the Watchers knife wheel in her hand, and said in a hoarse voice:
"It's like you're cursing"
"I'm just telling the truth. You invited me here to tell the truth."
Princess Talanji rolled his eyes and ignored the poor girl who was about to lose her father. As the voodoo incense burner was lit, a pungent herbal smell echoed in the palace along with some supernatural power.
Under the gaze of a group of elves, Princess Trolls called all spirits to come in the ancient language.
The white smoke continued to form various strange illusions, and then amidst the roars of the royal family Loa and World Spirit Rezan, the huge Devilsaur spirit breathed forward, letting the white smoke blend into his body along Black Crow King's nostrils.
"It's done."
Talanji said in a tired tone:
"In the next seven days and seven nights, Black Crow King will fully recover, but you must be aware that in this case he will die just as if he suffered a fatal injury, and the subsequent weakness will hit him at a speed that is unimaginable.
He would be bedridden for a day or two, and then die in agony.
But there's no need to worry."
Princess of All Spirits listened carefully, using a hollow voice that seemed to be conveying the words of some great being.
She said:
"The end of Kur'talos Ravencrest has been decided. Lieutenant General Ardenweald has his place. Well, for a Highborne, this is really a rare blessing."
"Although His Majesty is from Highborne, he is regarded as a compatriot by all Kaldorei."
General Feathermoon lowered her head sadly, and while reciting the scriptures of Elune, she asked:
"So when will he wake up?"
"Now!"
Talanji stood up with a gorgeous scepter. As the elves watched in astonishment, he reached out and slapped Black Crow King lightly on the face. Then everyone saw Black Crow King open his eyes and quickly stood up and grabbed the sword beside him.
Apparently the "barbaric Trolls" in front of him scared him.
"I, this is... ah, Trolls's voodoo? That's it."
Kur'talos feels that he is full of energy at this time.
He seemed to have returned to the Eternal Life era, but then he understood the cause and effect, thanked Princess Talanji, and looked at Sun King.
He said in a deep voice:
"Anasterian, as you can see, I don't have much time! Invite Eternal Shadow Governor. We must reach an agreement, and this agreement must not be empty talk."
Sun King nodded. Feeling Black Crow King's determination, he stood up and said:
"I will call the late king now"
"No! Dath'Remar Sunstrider is dead. You are Sun King of Quel'Thalas. Eternal Shadow Governor and I need to talk to you."
Kur'talos waved his hand and said:
"But if you feel that you cannot represent Quel'dorei, then"
"Father King!"
Kael'thas held his father's wrist.
He looked at His Majesty Anasterian with firm eyes and whispered:
"You are Sun King. You have the right and obligation to plan the future for the people. No matter what agreement you make, I will try my best to follow it."
"Okay."
Sun King nodded.
To be honest, Elisande's previous nonsense really made Sun King a little less confident. Even Eternal Shadow Governor, who has the lowest status, is his elder. Making a contract with these "legendary people" is a very stressful thing.
What's more, Anasterian himself knows that his talent is slightly mediocre compared to Dath'Remar's late king and his own son.
But now, he must shoulder his responsibilities.
After the kings left, Kael'thas first asked his fiancée to help Princess Talanji to rest, and then came to Diakum and Ms. Vilara. He said apologetically:
"Originally I arranged for you two to go to Isle of Quel'Danas to visit Sunwell in the afternoon, but now it seems that you two may have to wait another night. Tomorrow I will personally lead you two to visit Holy Land of our clan."
"It always looks the same."
Ms. Vilara responded very gently:
"Quel'dorei's magic system is also refreshing to me, especially Blue Moon Dean who sent me an invitation. I will have a candlelit night chat with Path of Truth's fellow travelers tonight.
It's you, young man.
You look preoccupied, which is not what a young man about to get married should be like."
"Yeah, there's no joy at all, my heart is full of pressure."
Dick joked from the side:
"If I hadn't known the truth, I would have thought you were marrying a liar who was full of evil and extremely poorly educated. You know, the wedding is the most important and most anticipated moment in a woman's life, right?
There is no need to be our guide, Kael'thas, there are so many people in the palace who can do it for us.
What you have to do is accompany your wife to complete the most important day in her life. After all, with your conservative attitude towards marriage, you and her will only have this once in your life.
Of course, I advise you to be prepared."
He patted Kael'thas on the shoulder and said:
"Your wedding is destined to bring about some changes. Perhaps fate is plotting evil intentions to give you a fatal blow. Be stronger. This is my congratulatory gift."
Vigilant took out an exquisite candlestick from his arms.
A platinum flame burns on the candle, and the crystal cover isolates the inside and outside, which means that the flame can burn without air.
When Kael'thas takes it, you can feel the warmth like sunshine.
"This is your Argent Holy Flame?"
Kael'thas said in surprise:
"You gave me your Holy Light sample. It's so precious! If it falls into the hands of your enemies, maybe."
"Don't worry, it's not my Argent Holy Flame."
Dick smiled.
Ms. Vilara next to him pushed up the crystal reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and explained slowly:
"It is the more precious "Radiant Sunfire", Kael'thas, you can understand it as an "activated star" Flame Essence, which is the nemesis of all negative energy, but it can only be used once.
I hope you never need to use it in your life."
"When you ignite this flame, it means you can choose whether to embark on the path I am walking on. Of course, it is not to walk into Holy Light. Your talent is really a gift to become a Priest.
The "God of Magic" who controls fire may be your future."
Vigilant whispered:
"However, the sun is the most just existence among the stars. It will shine on every world and life fairly. Therefore, when you have the opportunity, will you be willing to be the "sun" of Quel'Thalas?
Kael'thas Sunstrider, who will soon be king."
"What a coincidence, Your Majesty Terenas, do you also appreciate flowers at night?"
In the garden of Sun King palace, Lothar was led by his fiancée to visit the place, but unexpectedly met King Terenas and his attendants in a corridor.
The two of them met each other, which was extremely awkward.
This was by no means an intentional "accidental encounter". It was just that to a certain extent, such a large garden could actually allow two leaders who were about to lead their armies to kill each other to meet together.
But King Terenas is also an elder statesman. With a smile on his cold face, he waved the attendant to stay where he was and took the initiative to shake hands with Lothar.
Commodore Daenerys stared at King Terenas.
She didn't bring Trol'kalar Holy Sword, but she believed that she could defeat this unpleasant guy in front of her with her fists.
King Terenas is very gloomy.
This gloominess does not come from the face or the black dress or the blurry shadows in the night.
It's a feeling and temperament.
It's like something that fell into the ink. When you fish it out and wash it clean, it still feels "stained".
"How long has it been since we last met? Your Majesty."
Lothar asked proactively:
"It's been ten years, right?"
"About that, the last time was probably at the city-state celebration held by Dalaran. It was a ceremony to commemorate the joint defeat of the Arathor Empire and High Elf by Trolls. At that time, you were still an impulsive and dissolute young man, far less stable than Llane.
I still remember you hugging a red-haired lady in the tavern and bragging to the people around you, saying that your greatest wish in this life is to become the "guardian" of the Stormwind Kingdom.
Same as your friend Medivh."
King Terenas also said with emotion:
"I believe that what you said at that time was all true. You were very pure at that time, and there was no trace of desire for power in your eyes.
But it's different now.
You know, Lothar, in the early years, I mean the era of our fathers' fathers, people at that time believed that your family lineage would give birth to an emperor in the future.
Such malicious rumors annoyed your family elders. Finally, when Wrynn Family decided to open up to Southern Borderlands, your family followed them and left Northern Borderlands. Until now, few people have spread rumors about the emperor's bloodline.
I made my words clear."
He looked at Lothar, his eyes became cold, and he said:
"If you want to be the emperor, then go to war to get it openly! Your bloodline that has been passed down for more than two thousand years will not help you in this matter. If you believe that your bloodline makes you noble, you will definitely fail!"
"Taught, but someone told me this a long time ago."
Lothar picked up his dwarf pipe and was about to light it when he saw King Terenas stretching out his fingers in front of his eyes, and a ball of hot dragon fire emerged from his fingertips.
This novel trick made the marshal glance at the king, but he still handed over his pipe and lit the tobacco.
Well, the smell of tobacco lit by Shadowflame is indeed very resonant, a bit choking on the nose.
Lothar said:
"Although I know it's impossible, I still want to give it a try. Your Majesty Terenas, drive away all the black dragons in your country immediately! Stop Dragonborn's transformation and accept the control and comfort of Church of the Holy Light.
We can both recover Stromgarde together, and work together to solve the werewolf problem in Gilneas.
Even the position of emperor can be negotiated.
Under your governance, Lordaron Kingdom is prosperous. You have the ability and talent to manage the empire. My talent in governance is far inferior to yours. As you just said, if you want the position of emperor, then come and get it in an upright manner!
This is the internal affairs of mankind, why should a dangerous force like the black dragon be introduced?"
These words made King Terenas look at Lothar in surprise. After a moment, he said:
"You know that if Vigilant hadn't intervened in the Stormwind Kingdom's matter, Onyxia would have been lurking in your country, right? You think it was me who introduced the black dragon, then have you ever thought about another possibility?
During the Emperor Arathor period, there were already black dragons lurking among humans.
It wasn't our footsteps that spread across the continent that attracted the black dragons, Lothar, it was the black dragons that watched human society being established bit by bit in the shadows, that's why they were able to hide from the mages so easily.
This is not my imagination, there is too much evidence to prove this.
I can only tell you, Lothar, it's too late to say this now, War Machine on both sides has started to move, and it will not and will not stop until it has devoured enough flesh and blood.
Empires have never been built by contracts and documents, so prepare for war."
After saying that, King Terenas nodded to Lothar and left the garden with his attendants. Commodore Daenerys stepped forward and scolded:
"Didn't you say you were determined? How could you show your weakness in front of King Terenas?"
"No, I'm just testing him. A little strategy. When you feel you have the advantage, you are always willing to share some true attitude with the loser."
Lothar regretfully blew out a smoke ring and said to his fiancée:
"So many Warrior have been mobilized, so much wealth has been spent, and so much power has been activated. I would be irresponsible to everyone by giving up the fight just because of my own words. I was just testing him.
Facts have proven that King Terenas's mind has not been disturbed, at least his thinking and decision-making abilities are completely autonomous.
Do you know what this means?"
Commodore Daenerys blinked his eyes and said:
"Meaning he's a bad guy?"
"This means that all decisions he made in pursuing the throne of emperor and launching wars were made by himself. This means that Terenas cannot escape the liquidation he will receive after the war for any reason.
this means
Arthas and Jialiya will leave disappointed."
Lothar shook his head and said:
"He is not controlled!
Power may have amplified his ambition, but it is true that he wants power and is willing to wage war for it, so he will get the war he wants.
Go back.
From now on, everyone must keep their swords from their bodies, Terenas will not allow us to leave Quel'Thalas safely, he is about to take action."
In the border area of Quel'Thalas, in the ancestral land and military fortress "Zul'Aman" of Amani Troll, the powerful Warlord Zul'jin swung his arm blade, beheaded the priest of the wild bear god Nalorakk, and smashed it into the voodoo brazier behind him.
With the casting of spells by several dark Warlock, the restrained Loa suddenly screamed in pain.
"Zul'jin! Rezan. I won't let you go. Zandalari. I won't let you go!"
The roar of the wild bear god echoed in the Zul'Aman forest, but Bloodlust's Chieftain sneered and made a gesture, and immediately some Trolls Warriors came forward to share this precious Loa Mana Essence.
The priests with oil paint on their faces respectfully raised the purest magic spirits high and dedicated them to the powerful Chieftain.
Zul'jin took it and drank it in one gulp, and then powerful power exploded in its body, making the already strong Trolls Chieftain even stronger.
It growled:
"Zandalari Troll's princess Talanji chose our enemy between Quel'dorei and us!
Zandalari Troll has made peace with the elves!
They are no longer qualified to lead us.
Warriors of Amani, I have found powerful allies, we will attack Quel'Thalas, and we will slaughter those ridiculous elves who occupy the territory of Trolls!
Not only Amani, Gurubashi in the south, Drakkari in the north, the three most powerful Trolls tribes have all agreed not to obey the weak Zandalari anymore, the boneless Loa are no longer worthy of our worship!
If they want to be dogs for elves, let them be.
If they want to give up their ancient hatred to please World Soul, let them go.
In the past tens of millions of years, how much has Trolls paid for this world? But has the unfair World Mother ever looked at us again?
Amani Troll no longer believes in those promises.
Without World Soul, we are just as strong! It's time to use our hands and weapons to take back our territory!
Scream, roar, Amani Trolls, we have never forgotten and never died!
The day of revenge is coming."