Theramore's Conference Room, there was silence.
Looking at Ironforge Rhaella left in a hurry under the protection of Guard. The expressions of the remaining Envoy also changed a bit. Tirion Fordring's eyes were relieved with a hint of complexity, while Princess Caliea closed her eyes. From her hands tightly clenched on her clothes, it could be seen that she was very Pain now.
When Dick said that he had a way to make all Civilized World use their strength to support Northern Expedition, Caliea felt something bad from his farewell tone. As a mature ruler, Caliea knew that this kind of guarantee was not so easy to win.
For example, even with her relationship with Dick, Paladin even saved her life more than once, but after taking into account factors such as kingdom, rule and reputation, she still had to acquiesce to Mornes Sir quietly weakened the authority in the hands of Dick, the garrison of Northern Fortress has changed twice since the end of War of the Shifting Sands, and the proportion of Paladin officers from Argent Dawn in the Theramore Army is getting lower and lower. These are all things that happened under her eyes.
She and Dick definitely have a life-and-death relationship, but unfortunately, this is politics. When thinking about the problem from the perspective of Lordaeron's future queen, the best she can do is to let him live if Conflict happens one day and Dick loses.
This is true for her and Dick, not to mention other forces.
To put it bluntly, when Dick's actions affect the internal stability of Kaldorei, which has the loosest political system, even those who were also saved by Dick Tyrande will have the idea of expulsion. This is not an exaggeration. After Battle of Mount Hyjal ended, First Expeditionary Force was stationed far away from Mount Hyjal Valley is the farthest and was the first to evacuate, which proves all this.
Once you step into this circle, don't even think about your hands becoming fair again.
And what Dick is doing now is exactly provoking this kind of tolerance. No matter it is Daelin or Magni, they will not willingly use their strength to support a battle far away. Operation is on the horizon, but Dick forced them to do this. It is conceivable to what extent Dick's status in the minds of these rulers will slip to after this incident.
He is clearly using the reputation and character he has accumulated over the years, as well as his transcendent status in Civilized World in the future, to help Lordaeron and Northern Expedition Army overcome their current difficulties.
No wonder he was so attentive to Anduin's Ascension Ritual. No wonder he submitted an application to revoke the title of Northern Earl a few days ago, and even handed over the command of Argent Dawn.
He even thoughtfully paved the way for Princess Caliea. After this time, he probably plans to completely draw a clear line with Lordaeron. Maybe from today on, the name Dawn Knight will never be heard again. He will be completely forgotten by the monarchs of Anger, and will eventually be ruined.
Caliea has seen many such tragedies Hero. She never thought that Dick would one day take this road, which also made Princess Caliea firm up a certain idea in her heart.
But at the moment, Dick's "performance" is still going on. The sound of his Staff tapping on the ground is very regular, clicking, and then comes Envoy of Quel'Thalas. Next to Halduron Mingyi, Ranger-Lord's expression was a little ugly. As Dick's former comrade, he felt that he no longer knew what kind of expression he should use to treat Dick.
But Prince Kael'thas's words before leaving echoed in his head. In the end, Halduron could only look at Dick with an expressionless face. Before he could speak, Dick raised his hand, interrupting something Halduron wanted to say.
"Halduron, we have killed enemies together on the battlefield, so there is no need to say more polite words. Go and contact Kael'thas. I have news about Shen'dralar here. If he still knows the meaning of that word, he will understand what to do."
Halduron was also from a famous family. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Dick with an incredible look.
"Stop kidding! Dick! Shen'dralar perished as early as seven thousand years ago! They disappeared on the journey to Feralas, and the remaining Demon wiped them out. This is impossible."
Not only Halduron was surprised, but also Night Elf Sentinel Commander Barnes who was sitting opposite couldn't help but stand up. He leaned forward slightly with a serious expression.
"This joke is too much, Knight Dick, Velinde of Shen'dralar...Hero of War of the Ancients, you shouldn't make fun of him!"
"Hero?"
Dick glanced meaningfully at Barnes. This Moonblade Rogue is also responsible for contacting Night Elf and Theramore, so the two people have a good personal relationship. However, on this occasion, a weird smile appeared at the corner of Dick's mouth.
"When Tyrande allowed Kaldorei civilians to exclude Dath'Remar and Shen'dralar people, why didn't you come forward and say that they were Hero? Come on, Barnes, Don't think that I don't know why your Feathermoon Stronghold garrison has been staying in Feralas for thousands of years. Do you dare to tell Oath to the Moon Goddess that you don't know anything about Shen'dralar descendants's appearance?"
This rare tough reply left Sentinel Commander speechless, especially since his hesitation was seen by Halduron. Ranger-Lord immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. He left his seat without looking back and took a deep look at Dick.
"I'll contact Prince Kael'thas immediately! Dick... You... have gone too far this time."
Faced with Halduron's complaints, Dick curled her lips and shrugged.
"I can't help it. Who brought me to this point?"
"Hey..."
Halduron finally sighed and turned around to leave. At this moment, everyone in the audience was shocked. Even Overlord Saurfang, who was the most unbelieving in evil, looked at Dick with a hint of suspicion that was difficult to conceal.
But Dick ignored these looks with different meanings. He breathed a sigh of relief, put Smoking Pipe back in his arms, and looked at Barnes with a gloomy face.
"I heard that Night Elf recently planned to plant Third World Tree's Seeds in the Mist Sea to relocate some of Night Elf's civilians, right? You seem to call it "Teldrassil"?"
"Bang!"
Barnes couldn't bear it anymore and punched the table. This good-tempered Commander was going crazy. Let's not talk about Shen'dralar's descendants. Night Elf had concealed that secret for thousands of years, and now he was poked in public. Damn, there is also the matter of Teldrassil, Moon Goddess is above, but only the senior management of Kaldorei and Archdruid know about that matter! And Barnes can guarantee that no one will spread such a big thing!
Dick... Is he really Omniscience and Omnipotence?
"Oh, it looks real."
Paladin touched his beard and showed a bright smile to Barnes, "Go and contact Malfurion and Tyrande. I have a big secret to tell them... as long as they can afford the price!"
After saying that, without waiting for Barnes to reply, he directly stretched out a finger and shook it,
"Answer carefully, Barnes, my friend, this is related to the lives of at least one-third of Kaldorei's population."
A few minutes later, watching Sentinel Commander leave with a gloomy face, Dick seemed a little tired. He raised his head and looked at the remaining representatives with different expressions.
"Let me tell you straight. For the rest of you, Marshal Windsor, on the condition that I help you find the complete King Varian, I request Stormwind City to send troops to support Northern Expedition."
"Saurfang Warlord, your son, Dranosh, Grom's son Garrosh, your brother's niece Sora, Kilrogg's son Jorin, and Matriarch Shuja who raised you, yes, don't be so excited, my friends, they are not dead. I will exchange this news for your support. If that is not enough, I can find a way to let you meet. This is the best I can do."
"The last one is you, Rokhan Warlord, Darkspear is the exile of Stranglethorn Vale, I know you want to take back your territory, but unfortunately, High Priest in Zul'Gurub Jin'do may not give you this opportunity, and I heard that they are summoning Old God Hakkar recently. I can see it from your eyes. You have heard of this name, right?"
Dick took two simple Troll Tablets from Jaina, waved them in front of Troll Warlord Rokhan, and finally turned around and said to everyone else in the hall,
"I am not Omniscience and Omnipotence, but now I need you to use your strength to support a completely just cause. Please note that this is not a request. After Lordaeron falls, you will be next. If what I say is not important to you, then you can choose to stand aside and watch!"
The voice of Dick fell to the ground, and the entire conference hall was silent until another slender voice broke the calm. It was the representative of Goblin Consortium, Galuweizi. This master Goblin Engineering, who wore funny Engineering goggles on his head, stood on the chair and slapped the table with some dissatisfaction.
"Hey, hey, Knight Dick, I haven't heard any information about Goblin Consortium. Do you think that the power of Goblin is dispensable? You are wrong to think so! Steamwheedle Cartel, Bilgewater Cartel or even Venture Company, the power we have is far beyond..."
"At least ten Rare Miness for the newly built Kingdom of Lordaeron, and a quarter of the Commercial District for the entire Theramore territory. This is my bid!"
Dick sat back on the chair, folding his hands on his chest. He looked at Galuweizi who was no longer shouting, and a smile appeared on his tired face.
"Do you accept this deal?"
"Fifteen mines, half the quota!"
Galuweizi's little eyes widened. He could swear that this was definitely the biggest deal he had negotiated since his debut. He seemed to see money rolling towards him, but he still gritted his teeth and increased the price. After all, Bloodsail Buccaneers was about to be ruined. Finding a new source of money and convincing several Trade Prince was not an easy task.
"How greedy! But, deal!"
Dick took off Ring from his finger and threw it to the beaming Goblin. Then he laughed and left the conference hall with the support of Jaina. He walked so coolly, as if he had removed all the shackles and was about to win the whole world.
Tirion Fordring was the second to leave. His tall and straight spine seemed to be a little stooped. When he walked to the entrance of Great Door, the old knight looked back, shook his head, and finally strode out of this hall that made him suffocated.
The third person to leave was Princess Caliea. When she stood up, a noble named Stormwind City who came with General Windsor stood up politely.
"Your Highness, regarding the return of Prince Anduin to Kingdom of Stormwind..."
"I'm in a bad mood right now. You should go directly to Anduin to talk about this matter."
"But Your Highness, this will affect Kingdom of Stormwind Royal Family's dignity and..."
Princess Caliea lost her temper in a rare moment. She waved her hand to interrupt the embarrassing nobleman's words. Looking at the silent old marshal, she increased her tone and said,
"I don't think it would be a good thing for Anduin to live in a country full of cowards. Keep your dignity. Our former allies, even if they are alone, Lordaeron will hold on until the last man falls."
"I hope you can remember what Dick said. When Lordaeron falls, you will be next."
(Leveling will happen! It will happen soon. Being hung up or something does not exist~ Believe me, oh, one more thing, the protagonist is not escaping from the Mortal world, but escaping from the shackles of politics. Although I have never played politics~ But guess what, it is very dark, so positive In the novel, we won't write about the struggle for power. Let us devote ourselves to the great cause of the Salvation world!! Please vote for support! PS: I forgot to upload the current data of the protagonist. He is now in a period of Metamorphosis. I will upload the data tomorrow~)