Lothar Originally I really just wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with my fiancée.
He knew that although Daenerys spent most of his life in Quel'Thalas, he still had feelings for Trollbane family. The tragedy of Prince Garin he saw must have had an impact on her, and the big trouble Quel'Thalas encountered before also made Daenerys mentally and physically exhausted.
You know, Daenerys is also High Elf, which means she actually also has Magic Addiction.
Although being a powerful Warrior Iron Will allows her to easily suppress her desire for energy, the "inner demon" originating from her heart will not Dispersion.
That thing is affecting Half Elf.
Lothar feels that he should shoulder some responsibilities and take good care of the country while also taking good care of the people around him.
But while they were talking, they ended up talking about bed, which was indeed in line with their more open-minded living conditions as "sons and daughters of the world." The good news for the One is that because Fel Tower needed to be purified and the battle in the city was wrapping up, Lothar and Daenerys's "heart-to-heart talk" was not interrupted.
When the marshal opened his eyes, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had fought with a wild beast.
Then he lowered his head and looked at his fiancée who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and he started to have a headache. This Daenerys was really competitive in every aspect. If his married life was like this every time in the future, he would be really blessed for the rest of his life.
But how to say it?
Perhaps in-depth communication is indeed an essential part of cultivating relationships between men and women. After this experience, the "mutual understanding" between him and his fiancée may also reach a new level.
At least, Daenerys really spoke his mind this time.
She felt that she was ashamed of Thoradin's dying prayer. Although King Thoras didn't say it clearly at the time, how could any father not care about his children?
The tragedy of Garin represents that the legal system of Stromgarde finally comes to an end with a sad ending. Danath·Thorbeinn is a pure soldier, and he has no interest in fighting for power.
This means that Lothar will receive the land and resources of Stromgarde very smoothly.
"You should rest for a while, just lie here."
The marshal pulled his marching blanket to cover Daenerys's dazzling white body, and whispered:
"Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up. It's not a shameful thing."
"You know better."
Half Elf Commodore raised his head and said somewhat melancholy:
"My attitude towards relationships is relatively conservative, perhaps because I have a Lich grandfather. I originally planned to keep things in my heart only after I got married, which is indeed harmful to my health.
That's all, I have to take a nap.
You don't have to worry about sending Garin to Stormwind, he will stay in Stromgarde, but he will not cause you any trouble. His spirit has completely collapsed, but thinking about protecting his father's cemetery may be the most true thought in his heart.
Just let him stay here, it would be nice to spend the rest of his life in anonymity as a "hermit"."
"I'm going to ask Vigilant to remove the filthy dragon blood from Garin's body. This shouldn't be difficult for Diakum the Saint."
Lothar stood up from the magic steel throne made for Greater Demon, picked up his clothes, and said to Daenerys, who was lying there with his eyes closed and meditating:
"If you feel that you are responsible for Trollbane family, then this responsibility should be borne by both of us."
"Well, if you're willing to put more pressure on your shoulders."
Half Elf whispered, and when Lothar left, he suddenly stood up and kissed his forehead. This intimate gesture made the marshal blink his eyes, and then he opened the door to the tower with a sense of accomplishment and ease.
Then, he saw White Pawn guarding the door with a speechless expression, looking like a thief.
"What are you doing here?"
Lothar hugged the battle helmet and scolded with a straight face:
"How long have you been standing here?"
"Uh"
White Pawn is a little embarrassed.
He was even so embarrassed that his toes were on the ground. Facing Marshal Lothar's stern gaze, Varian curled his lips and whispered:
"I've been here since you started fighting. Then when you started fighting, I wanted to leave, but I was worried that someone would suddenly come up and embarrass you.
Father King said, you will be the emperor in the future, so you must learn to cherish your reputation.
I feel it is my responsibility to help you maintain your good reputation.
But who would have thought that your "beating" lasted for more than an hour. Several times I felt that Commodore Daenerys was going to die. Anyway, I covered my ears the whole time, so I didn't have to worry about hearing something I shouldn't have heard."
"You guy!"
Lothar gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, White Pawn shrank his head and quickly reported:
"Twenty minutes ago, when you were wrapping up, Master Garona came over and said that there was an "urgent military situation" to report. But after she heard the voice, she said that the urgent military situation was not that urgent in fact, and asked you to go find her under the tower after you are done.
It's about Kul Tiras and Stormwind Kingdom."
"Didn't you tell me this earlier?"
Lothar I am really anxious now.
In this war, how can urgent military information be allowed to be delayed?
But White Pawn also has something to say.
He complained:
"I feel that if I rushed in at that time, you and Commodore Daenerys could join forces and beat me to death. She was crying and you were roaring. You seemed a little too "involved" at the time."
"Shut up!"
Lothar glared at him fiercely, and gestured to White Pawn to follow him. When he walked into the "Devil Elevator" of the high tower, Varian suddenly asked in a low voice:
"Arthas told me at Quel'Thalas before that he wanted me to marry his sister. What do you think?"
"Huh?"
When the marshal heard this, he immediately turned back and looked at Varian.
The look in his eyes was very subtle. It wasn't until White Pawn was at a loss that Lothar showed a hint of "mysterious smile".
He patted Varian on the shoulder and said:
"When little boys grow up, they all know how to find a wife for themselves. It's not bad, and Arthas's idea is very subtle. It is indeed a perfect way to solve some "potential dangers".
But I don't want you, a child I watched growing up, to wrong yourself for the interests of some adults. Therefore, the decision-making power on this matter is in your hands, and Llane and I will never interfere.
If you want.
So, are you willing to marry Jialiya?
Let me state in advance that because Jialiya was previously engaged to Lord Daval, no one in Northern Borderlands knew about this, so her reputation will be damaged.
If Lord Daval's "true identity" is revealed, you may also attract criticism.
You have to think about this carefully."
"I don't think it's Jialiya's fault."
White Pawn shrugged and said:
"Archbishop Ishaana of Karabor Temple clearly told us that Jialiya was seduced by some evil Mind Magic, and she had never had any intimate contact with Lord Daval.
As for my thoughts
All I can say is that maybe it's not time for me to think about relationships yet. All I can think about now is how to improve my fighting skills. I feel like my ability to control anger is about to undergo a qualitative change.
But.
I really don't hate Jialiya.
She is strong, like a Warrior."
"Very good, this is the beginning of love. There is no need to be secretive. I also came here at this time."
Lothar whistled disgracefully and said to Varian:
"Then, after we recover Northern Borderlands, let's find an opportunity to talk to Sir Uther about this matter. After King Terenas's rule ends, he and Archbishop Faol may become the guardians of Jialiya and Arthas."
"Uh"
Varian originally wanted to emphasize that he had no such worldly desires, but when he recalled that he had also had wild thoughts after hearing those obscene sounds when he was "standing guard" just now, he could only lower his head in embarrassment.
Alas, this body is still too mature. He is obviously just a child!
Lothar soon found Garona in the magic steel hall below Fel Tower. Orcs was waving his hands and saying something to Khadgar and Rhonin. When they saw Lothar coming over, the expressions of the three young people became very subtle.
The strange look in his eyes made the marshal want to slap each of the three of them.
"Tell me, what's the emergency military situation?"
He asked with a straight face.
Garona curled his lips and said:
"Kul Tiras is in civil unrest!
Ashvane Family and Stormsong Family occupied Port of Boralus, and King Daelin's fleet was defeated by Bloodsail Pirates on South Seas, Deep Sea Naga and some strange Undead teamed up to defeat it. According to the urgent message sent by Steamwheedle Cartel, Daelin's flagship was lost in the big storm.
This happened two days ago.
Also, a fleet of Lordaeron tried to land from the coast of Black Morass early this morning and harassed Stormwind Kingdom from the rear."
"What?!"
Lothar was shocked.
He immediately became serious and asked:
"Any more details?"
"That's all we know so far. The wars on South Seas were all reported by Goblin merchants of Steamwheedle Cartel. It's too far away from us, so it's difficult to get first-hand information."
Garona helplessly spread his hands and said:
"But what is certain is that not all Tidesages betrayed King Daelin.
That big storm was caused by the sea sages loyal to Daelin who set off to cover the evacuation of the fleet. Daelin's fleet was not completely defeated. Steamwheedle Cartel's intelligence said that the disabled fleet was moving towards Booty Bay, and Steamwheedle Prince decided to take them in.
But you don't have to worry about Lordaeron's fleet attacking.
Because the Dragonborns couldn't even enter Lightforged Hills, but were blocked on the coast by War Horde, the "King of Gnoll" Hogger."
"What?"
Lothar's eyes widened, and he asked in a strange tone:
"That Gnoll Chieftain hiding in Black Morass? Why does it want to help us?"
"I don't know about that."
Garona said:
"I synchronized the news to grandpa. Grandpa said you don't have to worry about these things. He will drive Exodar back to the Stormwind Kingdom to handle these military affairs with King Llane. The next war to Northern Borderlands will be Human Civil War. Grandpa and Light Weaver cannot directly participate.
But they will join the battlefield when attacking Lordaeron, because there is a large-scale intervention of void forces there.
Grandpa asked me to give you this Holy Light stone."
She took out a rune stone that was as warm as sunshine amber and handed it to Lothar, and warned:
"If you encounter any interference from supernatural forces, contact him immediately. Some Light Weaver will stay at Stromgarde to purify the Fel pollution here. Because of Light Oath Lord's War Authority, if necessary, grandpa and his Warrior can arrive at Northern Borderlands in an instant.
Oh, by the way, grandpa left you a "supernumerary force".
Onyxia, her mother, and those Black Dragon Resistance Army are now resting in Refugee Valley, and they will help us defeat Dragonborn and Black Dragonflight of the Lordaron Kingdom.
This is their racial matter, so the restrictions of Light Weaver Warband can be bypassed."
"Marshal, you'd better go there in person."
Khadgar reminded seriously:
"Guardian Dragonflight also has representatives arriving at Refugee Valley. The problem of the black dragon is a legacy of the dragons' history. If you invite, the red dragon and Blue Dragon will most likely participate in the battle of Northern Borderlands.
This will be a great boost to our war situation."
"Of course, you can also take a proper rest before going there."
Rhonin whispered:
"You look, well, a little "haggard" now. Although you have been blessed by Holy Light and have the power of Barbarian Lord, you still need to exercise some restraint. Judging from human lifespan, you are no longer young.
Speaking of which, I have some secret recipes for "strengthening the body" secretly passed down by Dalaran, do you need them?"
"Chieftain! Those Lordaeron people have sent envoys again. They still want us to get out of the way so that they can enter Stormwind Kingdom and cause damage."
In a traveler's hut in Black Morass, Gnoll scout under Hogger rode Black Wolf to report.
But Hogger Great Chieftain didn't bother to pay attention to Lordaeron's rude request. It waved its paws and said sternly:
"What bullshit Lordaeron Master Wang? I have never heard of it! I only know that Black Morass is our territory, and you want to pass here without notifying us?"
Wishful thinking!
They didn't say hello in advance, which shows how arrogant these Lordaeron people are!
Dragonborn What happened?
Is Dragonborn great?
Are we still the dependents of Black Wolf God? Are we ever proud?
Don't let them pass! If they dare to force their way in, we'll beat them!"
Wearing a very exaggerated but really handsome clan armor, Hogger sits on his "throne" with a big horse and a golden sword. There is a black giant wolf lying on the left and right beside him, looking extremely majestic.
The herald soon left to convey Chieftain's order.
But Hogger was not really reckless. After the messenger left, it turned to the Gnoll spellcaster, who was dressed as a priest and wore a black robe, and said:
"Where are the dogs Rend and Warrior?"
"Scorched Rift passing Redridge Mountains."
Gnoll, who was holding the bone incense burner, said in a dumb voice:
"It's estimated that it will take another three or four hours to get here."
"Ask your subordinate Wolf Spirit Priest to send a message and ask the dog Rend to speed up. If Dragonborn launches an attack, Gnoll and the wolves alone cannot stop them."
Hogger rubbed his paws and said:
"After all, those guys have fire support from naval guns, but we have nothing. We can't let the men use their lives to fill it. It's best to scare them. But as long as Rend and his Orcs come with Dark Iron Dwarves's mortars, we don't have to be afraid."
That Wolf Spirit Priest nodded, but then whispered:
"Great Chieftain, Stormwind Kingdom have not done us any good. Do we have to fight with the Lordaeron people for them? If there is a conflict, it will be our people who die."
"You know nothing! Just do what you are asked to do. Whether you lose money or not is your own decision. Chieftain."
Hogger does not intend to discuss these "policy" issues with his subordinates. This is not something they should get involved in.
Besides, what happened to Lordaeron people?
Uncle Hogger has now incorporated most of the Southern Borderlands Gnoll forces. He also has tens of thousands of men under his command who are good at fighting. He has Black Wolf God at his head to look after him and Venture Company behind him to provide supplies. This is the time when the army is strong and the horse is strong.
Let it attack Northern Borderlands, it will definitely not dare.
But this is the southernmost part of the mainland. No matter how ferocious Lordaron Kingdom is, their forces will not be able to reach here for a while.
So, what do you have to be afraid of?
Besides, I didn't just come to stop the Lordaeron fleet out of curiosity. These days, dogs don't do anything that is not beneficial! Let alone Gnoll.
"Great Chieftain! Redridge Mountains A team of people is coming over there."
A moment later, while Hogger was closing his eyes to rest, another messenger came running over on Black Wolf to report:
"They stopped at the border of Lightforged Hills, and invited you to go over and talk in detail. The leader said that he is the envoy of King Llane, and there is a blue-skinned giant with them."
"I'm sorry, Vigilant is here in person?"
Hogger was immediately startled when he heard "Blue Skins Giant". Without pretending to be Chieftain, he quickly jumped up and took care of his "Chieftain Guards" and prepared to leave.
But before leaving, it walked up to the second floor of the traveler's cabin in person, even knocked politely on the closed door, and whispered:
"Three distinguished guests, we are about to set off! Master King Llane and Vigilant are waiting for you at the border. I will send you there, but I hope you don't forget your promise to the Gnoll Kingdom."
"Don't worry, Hogger Chieftain."
A weak woman's voice sounded from the house, and she said in a deep voice:
"Kul Tiras people will never break their promises. We will provide the fleet you need for your future expedition! Until you win."
"Okay, okay."
Hogger was happy and went downstairs, wagging his tail.
A moment later, a small Gnoll team set off from the swamp, escorting the three "mysterious men" in the direction of Lightforged Hills.
At the border of the Stormwind Kingdom, King Llane disguised as a soldier looked towards the swamp with a little caution.
Diakum, who had just piloted the Exodar spacecraft back to Southern Borderlands, reassured:
"Don't worry, Hogger is being watched by Black Wolf God. It is not the chaotic Gnoll. Since it dared to send you that letter, it proves that it has indeed received those "distinguished guests"."
"I'm just curious, how did Kul Tiras people get together with these Gnoll people? This is a bit bizarre."
King Llane shook his head.
He looked towards the coast, sighed and said:
"The attack by Lordaeron was within my expectations. I thought they would directly raid Westfall or attack the Stormwind port. Maybe we made a defense so that those guys could only choose Black Morass to land.
We just didn't expect that these Gnoll and fugitive Green Skins, whom we regarded as bandits, would actually become the kingdom's first line of defense.
It's really ridiculous."
"It's some kind of expression of goodwill."
Diakum said in a gentle tone:
"Hogger That magical Gnoll must have reached some agreement with the guests of Kul Tiras, and it hopes to improve its relationship with the Stormwind Kingdom through this matter.
This guy's brain is surprisingly easy to use, but "rebels defending the country" is not a rare thing. It can only be said that Lordaron Kingdom is acting perversely. Even Gnoll can't stand the black dragon causing trouble on the mainland. This time he will become "Partner of Justice"."
"Hahaha"
Saint's teasing made the surrounding Warrior laugh out loud.
Llane also laughed a few times, and was about to ask Vigilant about the war at Stromgarde, when the very smart and fierce scout captain drove Gryphon to the position.
The young Captain Kishaen reported to the King:
"Your Majesty, they are here! There are three men in black robes in the team. Judging from their size, they should be one man and two women."
"Is it Daelin?"
Llane blinked.
A few minutes later, when he saw the Gnoll and the three humans in it, he sighed with regret.
Not Daelin.
Daelin's body shape is more symmetrical, and the man in front of him is stronger and looks familiar. He should be Daelin's chief of guard and confidant, Mr. Cyrus.
Then the identities of the two ladies he escorted over will be clear.
Llane crossed the national border, and under the vigilant gazes of Gnoll, he stepped forward, leaned towards the lady who had opened her hood, and said:
"You have suffered, Queen Katherine."
"Oh, the country's affairs are difficult."
Daelin's wife Katherine·Proudmoore sighed and took her daughter Jaina to salute the king, but Diakum stepped forward at this moment. He looked at the empty Queen Katherine in his arms and whispered:
"Where is your younger son?"
"Ah?"
The queen blinked and said doubtfully:
"How can I have a younger son? Are you remembering it wrong?"
Diakum looked at Jaina with subtle eyes and asked:
"What about you? Little Jaina, do you have a younger brother in your memory?"
"Yes!"
The girlish Jaina said loudly:
"I remember very clearly that I had a younger brother named "Tandred", but my mother and uncle Cyrus told me that I remembered it wrong. I couldn't have remembered it wrong! There was some kind of force that erased my brother from their memories.
Nether-Stalker once told me about a similar power. This must be the force of the void that is hindering it!
But I don't understand, what do they want to do by "stealing" Tandred?"