As Dick who has also played Warrior, he knows very well that although Gate of the Firmament looks spectacular and brilliant, in essence, this amazing thing is still a large-sized Portal, so the person being transported cannot be seen in it, which also prevents Vrykul from being discovered by the powerful people on the scene at the time.
They all knew Dick's physical condition, so they subconsciously thought that Paladin had to go back to rest for a while due to physical reasons. Therefore, after the meeting began with a slightly stagnant atmosphere, no one doubted where Dick had just gone.
This kind of concealment is necessary. In the seventh year since he came to this world, Dick already knows what the completely chaotic knowledge in his mind means to the world. There is not much else to say. He is just a person whose defense has been lifted. Uldaman, Earthen in that place have all moved out, and now they are secretly living in Swamp outside Theramore City, which is the location of Onyxia's lair.
But the history of stone carvings and stone making in that place Palace, once discovered and announced, will definitely be no less than a Earthquake, which will almost subvert all the current historical construction of Civilized World.
This is still a very slight change. Once the news of Forge of Origination is known to the world, it will not cause an earthquake, but panic.
Dick is well aware of the darkness of human nature. Once they know that there is always a bomb hanging above their heads that will be detonated at any time, how many people will become Madmen in an instant? Moreover, the humans of Azeroth are no different from the original compatriots of Dick. These secrets are not blessings at all.
Dick knows deeply that that is the key, the key to destruction!
And now that he has been involved in politics, it is difficult to stay alone. Dick knows that Mornes Sir has been trying every means to weaken his authority in Theramore. This must be the tacit approval of Caliea. If his closest forces are like this, you can imagine the attitude of other forces towards him.
Paladin was no longer a young man who imagined the world to be beautiful. When he stepped into Theramore's Conference Room with the support of Jaina, he knew that another exchange had begun.
It's nothing more than exchanging knowledge and information for support. He has already mastered it, and he has prepared enough information.
"This is the last time..."
Dick sat silently on the chair and made a promise to himself. After Northern Expedition is over, the world's major disasters will almost be eliminated by him. Divergence can reach 50% or even 60%, plus Blue Dragon Disaster and Divergence of Titans Path will inevitably be encountered. At that time, the serious deviation of Timeline will eventually completely reverse the future of this world. Although it is turning into the unknown, it is still much better than the original result.
Only today, Dick has finally figured out that in the original history, when Cataclysm happened, the future of this world was actually very bleak. 60% of the Planet terrain was reshaped. This is not much different from the consequences of the activation of Forge of Origination. Star Spirit must have suffered heavy losses.
Deathwing's cousin's plan to destroy the world seems to have failed, but in fact, he may have succeeded.
Life was still going on at that time, but perhaps hope had been lost.
Dick's daze made the others feel a little embarrassed. Tirion Fordring, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but kick him quietly. Paladin finally recovered from his far-reaching thoughts. He didn't feel much embarrassed, especially after a few months. Perhaps he had adapted to this useless state, and his mentality was much better.
"Okay, everyone knows the purpose of this meeting, and I'm not a guy who likes long speeches, so let's get straight to the point."
Dick cleared his throat, "It has been almost 3 months since the Undead disaster of Northern Frontier was generally put down. Argent Crusade's forward troops organized by Scarlet Crusade, Silver Hand and Argent Dawn have even been in Northrend After lands, at most 2 months later, the first Defensive Line will be established. The problem we are facing now is that to fight against the entire Northrend Undead force, Lordaeron alone is simply not enough, and I believe you all know it, Lich King Arthas will wake up in 9-10 months, so now we are pressed for time and need support."
Paladin glanced around and emphasized his tone, "We need the support of the entire Civilized World. This will be a protracted war."
As soon as Dick finished speaking, the outspoken Overlord Saurfang said directly,
"In Orcs's culture, our first reaction when encountering such a thing is always to kill Arthas before he wakes up. Have you tried it?"
Dick did not answer this question. Tirion Fordring sighed and said,
"This is actually our first reaction, but unfortunately, even after violating the Knight's Creed and contacting Assassin's Alliance, only less than one-tenth of the Rogue and Scouts sent out two months ago came back. There are at least 20 Heroic stationed there. Necromancer and countless Undead, as well as various Dark Creatures who succumbed to the rule of Arthas, everyone, that is a continent! A force that is not weaker than Eastern Kingdoms or Kalimdor, assassination? It is impossible!"
Tirion Fordring's words caused everyone to fall into silence. It's not that they couldn't understand Undead Scourge's threat to all Living Being, but to be honest, without seeing it with their own eyes or being threatened, how many forces are willing to use their own strength to fill that bottomless pit?
Dick snorted, he took out Ebony's Smoking Pipe from his arms, and muttered,
"Wisdom Is Priceless."
The sparks lit up, and the mellow smell of tobacco emerged in the conference hall. Among the blue Gray smoke, Dick's voice was low and clear,
"Then, any forces that are willing to support Argent Crusade in the battle, please raise your hands."
At a glance, no one raised their hands except Hamuul·Runetotem, who represented Druid and Cenarion Circle.
Although the Druids have quirks like this, their grand goal of balancing the world is worthy of recognition. Throughout history, no matter what happens to the world, the Druids will always be the most active group of people involved. Of course, this is also related to the energy that the Druids have. Once nature is destroyed, their professional group will perish. It can be said that by helping the world, they are helping themselves.
But other forces do not have this constraint. Envoy from Stormwind City, Marshal Windsor, an old acquaintance of Dick, wanted to stand up and say something. At that moment, Dick stretched out his left hand. He did not raise his head, as if he had foreseen this situation. He just smoked tobacco silently. In the billowing smoke, Paladin's voice rose a little higher.
"Okay, old marshal, let's leave the diplomatic rhetoric to the interest officers. More than half of the people here are veterans after the war. Let's make a new choice in the veteran's way."
After saying these words, Paladin seemed to have made some kind of determination, which made Princess Caliea, who had been sitting next to him, couldn't help but tremble. She knew what Dick was about to do, although she was very reluctant to Dick do it.
Paladin supported Staff and stood up. His eyes first turned to Kul Tiras's Envoy and Navy Commodore Matthew.
"The feud between His Majesty Daelin and Bloodsail Duke has spread throughout the world, but I know that even today, more than ten years later, you are still not sure of the locations of Plunder Isle and Scalawag Point, and naturally you cannot fundamentally destroy Bloodsail Buccaneers, but here..."
Dick pointed to his head and said softly, "Here are the specific directions of Plunder Isle and Scalawag Point, Matthew Brigadier General, do you want them?"
Although the sound was very soft, when it fell in Matthew Brigadier General's ears, it was like a thunder piercing the sky, Daelin and Bloodsail Duke Farvil's hatred has already stained this Ocean. King of the Sea even offered a sky-high price reward for this. Whoever can bring back Farvil's head will be rewarded immediately. Just give a title of Duke, but it is a pity that the opponent who can compete with Daelin for more than ten years on the Sea is not worthy of his generation. This title has been there for almost 10 years, but no one has ever been able to get it alive.
Bloodsail Buccaneers is spread all over the world, and their nominal headquarters is in Stranglethorn Vale, but everyone knows that Plunder Isle is the foundation of Farvil, and Scalawag Point is the logistics base of Bloodsail Buccaneers, but unfortunately Ocean in this world is too vast and contains too many secrets. Hiding two islands in it is like throwing a needle into the Sea.
To be honest, Matthew Brigadier General's first reaction when he heard this sentence was disbelief!
But when he realized the identity of the person standing in front of him and his story, this distrust quickly disappeared. He took a deep breath, clenched the Fist on the table and burst out with blood, and finally dropped a sentence.
"I need to talk to His Majesty Daelin, but with all due respect, Your Excellency, if you had come up with this news earlier, it would not be difficult to become Prince of Kul Tiras... There is no need to use this method on this occasion. Regarding this big event, it is simply like..."
"Forced buying and selling? Blackmail? Or trading?"
Dick smiled indifferently. He opened his mouth and blew out a puff of smoke, "You have to understand, Mr. Matthew, love is the same as freedom. It doesn't work through exchange. You have to fight for it. Okay, I have already considered the results. Go and contact His Majesty Daelin. He is a real wise man and he will know how to choose."
Matthew Brigadier General sighed and left in a hurry. This move made other people's faces shine with a strange light. The nickname Omniscience and Omnipotence is usually used by liars, but now, Dick's behavior seems like one of those magicians.
"Next is you, Your Highness Rhaella, how are you doing recently?"
Dick leaned on Staff and walked slowly to Princess Bronzebeard. This once rebellious princess had a very good attitude towards Dick., she knew very well that a large part of the reason for the current relaxation of the relationship between Bronzebeard and Dark Iron was due to the Paladin in front of her who had difficulty even walking.
It was precisely because of this mentality that Rhaella felt a little embarrassed when facing Dick. She whispered,
"Knight Dick, I'm sorry. Although I want to help you, whether it's my father or Thaurissan, they have too many things to consider. In the end, we are..."
"It goes without saying, Your Highness, now I am Northern Earl of Kingdom of Lordaeron, and you are the princess of Ironforge, Queen of Shadowforge City, so even though I am very reluctant, I still want to use this place to make an exchange with you."
Dick smiled and pointed to his head again. Seeing this situation, Rhaella also sighed,
"Don't be like this, Knight Dick, my father... hey... in short, it's very difficult."
"Don't worry, my lord, listen to me first."
Paladin took another puff of mellow tobacco, lowered his head, and lowered his voice when no one could see his expression, "There is only one word I can give His Majesty Magni, Muradin."
"Bang"
Rhaella couldn't help but jump down from the special stool. This action made Dick sweat. The princess was currently pregnant with a child. They all said that Dwarves were in good physical condition. This was a bit outrageous.
"Are you sure? My Uncle... he is indeed still..."
Rhaella didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, but seeing the anxious and fearful look on her face, Dick smiled and patted Rhaella's hand.
"I have never lied since I became Paladin. You know, that is not allowed by Holy Light. Go ahead and contact His Majesty Magni and tell him that I am the only one in the world who knows the location of Prince Muradin. If you want to take back your brother, let's exchange it."
(This chapter doesn't feel very good~ But I just want to give him a reason and performance to leave Mortal World Civilized World. He is destined not to be too deeply involved with the Mortal world. Alas, I can't write that feeling at all, Sorrow~)