Alterac Zoo

While Liam was distracted, the conversation between the two men shifted elsewhere.

"If you're talking about these broads, the boss's mistress is still the most flavorful. That little waist, that ass... just watching her walk into the castle a moment ago made my soul fly away."

"Forget it. We can only look at a woman like that. You dare have ideas? You'd be killed outside by the boss's men in a heartbeat..."

Hearing their dialogue, Liam's eyes lit up.

This time, he prepared to use the "chicken feather" in his hand as an "imperial decree," striving to strike these people hard enough that they wouldn't recover their vitality for years.

Making this decision was a spur-of-the-moment whim, because from the conversation between the two in the room, he had obtained a piece of extremely important intelligence!

The opportunity is truly rare; if I miss it this time, I'll be struck by heaven! A smile surfaced at the corner of Liam's mouth—the habitual smile he wore before "doing bad things."

With a flip of his palm, a card appeared in his hand. Liam tossed it casually by the wall, turned, and slipped into the shadows, darting away into the distance.

As his figure departed, a murloc wearing a strange jungle outfit appeared abruptly beside the small house, waving a long blade and shrieking as it charged into the room.

The two men inside were startled by this murloc that could wear clothes; before they could react, they were knocked to the ground by the murloc's blade.

In Liam's estimation, [Sir Finley Mrrgglton] might not have strong combat power, but he excelled in agility; it should have taken those two guys quite a while to deal with this strange murloc. He never expected these two to be so "unworldly"—a murloc in clothes was enough to scare them stiff.

Sneaking along the way, Liam aimed straight for the castle in the center of the ruins. As he walked, he casually pulled out cards and tossed them away, not caring what they were, and left the crime scene without looking back.

Over these past few years, as his power increased, Liam's card abilities had grown with each new title he earned. Summoned creatures that originally only lasted for a minute and a half now lasted six minutes after doubling and doubling again, and the ceiling for their attributes had been raised repeatedly, reaching the level of "4 Attack, 4 Health."

A dozen cards that Liam considered trash were enough, in six minutes, to turn the entire Alterac Kingdom ruins upside down with these "monsters and demons."

Moreover, Liam still had a trump card—his partner in crime, Coral!

Over these three years, nourished by the Phoenix Force, Coral had seen great improvements in both power and intelligence. Now, she could communicate with Liam quite fluently and was even more adept at doing bad things.

Thinking of Coral, Liam pulled a whistle from his chest. It was custom-made for her, emitting a sound only a Jeweled Macaw could hear, used for contact during covert operations.

He blew it hard, and Coral, who had been hiding in the shadows at the very top of the castle, flapped her wings and descended in Liam's direction.

"Liam, Liam, is it time to act?" Coral was very excited.

"Shut up, idiot!"

"Idiot! Idiot!"

"Keep calling me that and I'll stew you!"

"..."

Aiden Perenolde was in a great mood today. He had recently recruited a batch of desperadoes fleeing from the north, which had once again increased the strength of the Syndicate by thirty percent. Furthermore, those thieves who had appeared out of nowhere recently had stopped showing up, meaning he no longer had to hide, and his life had become quite pleasant.

Progress on the side of that old man Blackmoore was also going smoothly. The orcs in his hands were not only becoming increasingly outstanding in combat due to the successful execution of the "Gladiator Project," but their hatred for the Kingdom of Lordaeron was also growing more intense under their secret incitement.

Precisely because of this, he had specifically rushed back from the small farm where he had been hiding for a long time today, and even brought along his long-unseen mistress, wanting to spend a romantic evening together.

Thinking that the ideal of restoring his country was within reach, Aiden was incomparably excited and beaming. "Old thing, what you lost, I will take back sooner or later! And those green-skinned monsters, you have no right to live in this world either. Once I finish off Lordaeron, you are next."

Imagining the "Alterac Kingdom" suddenly appearing as a human savior when the orcs ravaged the land again, saving humanity from disaster and becoming the savior of mankind—then, under his leadership, the entire kingdom would grow stronger and stronger, eventually becoming the master of the Alliance, unifying the two continents, and finally becoming the "Alterac Empire." Such a vision made Aiden's heart burn with a heat he could no longer suppress, and his flushed gaze fell upon his mistress.

The woman had long, straight, jet-black hair draped softly over her shoulders. She wore only a thin, crimson evening gown, the wide hem adorned with lace. Her slender waist and rounded hips, combined with skin as white and lustrous as jade, made her look both sexy and dignified. Yet, all of this, when accented by her pair of eyes that rippled with darkness, instantly transformed into a surging wave of charm, making one fall into it involuntarily, unable to stop.

This woman had been abducted by his subordinates from the outside; it was said she originally belonged to a minor noble.

As a crown prince, Aiden Perenolde had seen the world, but he had never seen a stunner as enchanting as this woman—not a single one.

For a moment, Aiden Perenolde even felt that if he could just live in that small lakeside farm with this woman, leaving behind the restoration of his country and his grand ambitions, it might not be so bad.

However, a man's "impulse" usually only lasts for a short time, and such thoughts were always cast to the back of his mind after the fact.

But today, he didn't have that impulse. A man's grand ambition needed a woman to adorn it. Aiden felt that he was the king of this land now, and the woman before him was about to become his queen.

Yet, in this tense situation, a mood-spoiling event occurred. Just as Aiden's brain was about to be filled with a certain liquid, a raging fire shot into the room from outside the window. The flames that illuminated the sky reminded Aiden of that late night years ago when the capital was breached.

He hurried a few steps to push open the window. The capital, which was already a ruin, had once again fallen into a sea of flames. A large number of Syndicate thieves were fleeing in disarray, their clothes in tatters, with only a few organizing firefighting efforts while battling some monsters.

"Where did these ghosts come from?" Aiden looked at the chaotic Alterac Kingdom, thinking he was hallucinating.

The scene before him, chaotic as a wild animal park, made it impossible for him to connect this land with his own desolate territory.