Daelin liked being called Admiral, but he was far more than a military commander. He was actually the king of Kul Tiras and wielded supreme authority. Jaina, meanwhile, was a princess in the truest sense.
Hearing Daelin's words, Rhode replied calmly, "First, the pact we intend to renew won't simply be a military alliance. It will also be an economic one. Whatever weapons, equipment, ships, or vehicles any nation supplies will be purchased at market prices. No donations will be demanded! Of course, that also means every nation must strengthen its commercial ties with the others so we can all prosper together!"
At those words, Daelin gave a slight nod.
As an island nation, Kul Tiras was not particularly wealthy. If this so-called new Alliance demanded that they donate ships for free, the burden might well become unbearable for their people.
But if things worked as Rhode described, at least they would not be fleeced for nothing.
"Second," Rhode said, his tone suddenly changing, "the Scourge may very well be able to cross the sea... As far as I know, they have flying fortresses called Necropolises, capable of transporting troops across great stretches of ocean. Otherwise, we wouldn't even need to mount an expedition to Northrend. They couldn't reach us anyway, could they?"
The flying fortresses Rhode meant were things like Naxxramas.
That was an enormous fortress. It could probably hold thousands upon thousands of Scourge soldiers. Even something as huge as a Frost Dragon could hide inside.
Of course, Naxxramas was far from the Scourge's only massive flying vessel. The others had names like "Something-ramas," but they were not famous enough for Rhode to recall offhand.
Daelin's expression immediately darkened.
He had assumed that monsters crawling about on land would not know how to build ships, and even if