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When the meeting came to an end, Terenas personally presided over it. Greymane, Thoras and Admiral Proudmoore finally left with satisfaction. Presto and Terenas leaned against the window and overlooked the entire city.

The king has always liked to admire this scenery, because from here he can see the happy life of his people. Even now, even during this meeting, the issues he raised involve how to improve the people's quality of life. Yes

The loyalty of the people sustains his tired spirit, and he also believes that the people will understand the decision he will make today.

"I don't know how you did it." The old king asked his young companion softly. "You eased the atmosphere between them and made them willing to sit down to discuss the problem and get along well with each other! Jean and Sora

Si is no longer so aggressive."

"Thank you very much for your compliment, but I just try my best to ease their emotions."

Terenas shook his head, "You prevented the alliance from falling apart with your words alone! What did you say to them?" The king's face showed confusion and curiosity.

A gloomy look flashed across the young noble's face. He approached the old king, stared into Terenas's eyes and said: "It's just to satisfy their appetite. Promise the admiral to continue to have the right to rule the sea, even if that

This means that he can send troops to control Gilneas; give Alterac's land on the coast to Greymane; and Thoras Trollbane will get the land in the east of Alterac."

For a moment, Terenas was so surprised that he couldn't say a word. It wasn't until he came to his senses that he blurted out: "Why? How could you..."

"You won't remember any details of this matter." Presto leaned forward, his eyes tightly catching the old king's eyes. At this moment, Terenas's eyes slowly became dull and dull.

No energy.

"No one will remember what I said. All you need to remember is that I will be the King of Alterac! Do you understand?"

Terenas stood there without answering, as if he had not heard these treasonous words spoken by Presto.

The young lord sneered, knowing that Terenas had understood. The meeting had ended, and the shrewd decision had been announced. It would take several days for the kings to agree to such a decision, despite the magic exerted.

But something still touched the old king's memory, and he said vaguely: "No, Dalaran and the Kirin Tor have not expressed their opinions yet..." He desperately wanted to express his thoughts. "They too

Part of the alliance..."

"No one wants to trust a mage," Prestor reminded the old king. "Who knows their intentions? Mages are untrustworthy and must be eradicated."

"Eradicate...you are right, of course that is what happened."

Presto's smile became wild, with the corners of his mouth widening, revealing more teeth. "My words are never wrong."

the other side

"I see, but your sister may not agree." Nathanos and Sylvanas were still chatting. The falling twilight did not stop the conversation between them. However, he did not forget the time, but today he

Will stay at Barnier's house with Alsace.

"You don't have to ask her to agree, you don't even need to let her know." Sylvanas told Nathanos in a tactful tone what to do. This matter must be concealed.

The human nodded in agreement, "It doesn't sound difficult. I can accept this task. But I still don't believe that you are here just to tell me this. What other purpose do you have?"

"You are indeed as sensitive as before, Nathanos." The female elf stood up and looked at the full moon in the sky. "I left Quelthathras to find my brother Lilas."

"I see, if Alleria wasn't a ranger general, I'm afraid she would have come with you."

Hearing this, Sylvanas smiled and said quite proudly: "She did want to come, and she really wanted to see you, but I stopped her because she must always remember her identity and responsibilities.

!”

"Huh?" Nathanos looked at her displeased, feeling a little unhappy.

"What? Are you angry?" Sylvanas moved behind Nathanos, leaned down, wrapped her hands around his neck from behind, and whispered in his ear: "You just slept with her.

Just sleep, Nathanos. This will not change my attitude towards you." The female elf slyly slid her hands on Nathanos' face, teasing the human with all her heart. "What's more,

You are not yet her husband."

"Okay!" Nathanos stood up and broke away from her restraints. The calmness on his face made Sylvanas a little disappointed. She wanted to see Nathanos' angry expression, but she couldn't vent it when facing herself.

An angry look. "It's time for me to go back. Prince Alsace needs me by his side."

Before he had taken a few steps, Sylvanas said to him again: "Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

"What else?" He turned back to look at the female elf. Under the moonlight, Nathanos could hardly tell whether it was Alleria or Sylvanas in front of him. His light blue eyes were shining.

Little bits of starlight shine in human eyes.

"Are we... friends?"

"What?" This question left Nathanos a little confused. How could she ask that? But what is the answer to this question? They were supposed to be friends, but Sylvanas always treated him like a toy.

, leaving him unable to fight back.

Nathanos hesitated for several seconds before reacting, and replied intermittently: "Of course... that's right, it's always been... isn't it?"

"Then stay with me for a while?" Sylvanas said immediately. Her tone was no longer as intimidating as before, and sounded more like a very ordinary request. Nathanos wanted to refuse her because Al

Saas might need him, but how should he say it, and he never dreamed of it. As if he was possessed, he just blurted out: "Okay."

Is this some kind of magic? Nathanos felt that his body was out of his control, and he absurdly agreed to Sylvanas. Just as he was about to correct him or say something, the female elf smiled at him. At that moment

, the sweet smile allowed him to erase his thoughts, and all worries and complicated matters could no longer shake his decision. He didn't think about anything anymore, and sat back beside her as before, but at this time, the moon had already

Rise to the highest altitude.

On the same moon, when Ronin patted Nathanos on the shoulder and reminded him to rest, he retracted his thoughts and blessed Windrunner in his heart that he could find his missing family sooner. At this moment, the mage and him

They had quietly left the camp of Centulus, but Ronin praised Nathanos's actions many times along the way. In order to leave the paladin's camp, Nathanos knocked out all the guards who might block them. Let the saints

Knights, look how incompetent they are! Nathanos did it with actions. Ronin believes that Centulus has not noticed that they have left until now.

"Nathanos, is it really okay for us to leave Vereesa behind?"

"If we don't go faster, she'll probably catch up to us, and then... you can imagine."

"OK."

Nathanos smiled and pushed the branch blocking the way with his hand.

On the other side, the soldiers Senturus sent to Lordaeron happened to come back.

"How is the situation? Are you sure he is fake?"

"No! Sir." The soldier stared at Centulus with an ugly face. He had already begun to imagine Centulus's angry expression. "It's true, and Lord Uther also said something..."

The paladin took a breath, closed his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"

The soldier leaned close to his ear and reported everything to him in detail. Centulus opened his eyes and couldn't believe what he heard. He grabbed the soldier by the collar.

"Impossible, how could it be possible?"

"It's true, sir, Lord Uther said so."

"How could such a person care about a mage? He should..."

Suddenly there was an explosion that shook the ground. Centulus almost lost his balance. But the soldier was not so lucky. He leaned back, hit the back of his head against the wall, and fell to the ground.

The explosion has subsided, but the damage caused is still vivid. The city wall collapsed, and several paladins on duty died in the ruins.

Grim Batol

Nekros carefully considered the golden disc in his hand. He couldn't help but wonder how someone with such powerful power could be sent to guard and care for a female prisoner whose only purpose was to lay eggs.

.Of course she has an extraordinary origin, she is the Dragon Queen.

The shining light of the golden disc seemed to mock him, saying that even though he was strong, he was still disabled and would never be able to become the chief of the Dragonmaw clan. But the lame old orc never thought of throwing it away. It was precisely because of having this disc that he could never become the chief of the Dragonmaw clan.

It was Nekros who earned his place in the clan.

Later in the war, the Dragonmaw clan gradually began to disappear from the battlefield, not because they were unwilling to help the Horde, but when the Horde attacked Quel'Thalas, two of Grim Batol's dragons escaped, and

They were all consorts of the Red Dragon Queen. Zuluhid ordered a hunt, but the result was that one dragon chose to escape across the ocean when it was seriously injured, and died of exhaustion. The other dragon died in the battle alive. Until now, the dragon

There is only one dragon in the hands of the Maw clan that can mate with Alexstrasza, but that dragon is already very old. What's more terrible is that in the battle of Quel'Thalas, he was beaten by another younger dragon.

He was seriously injured. Although he shot down the opponent in the end, he has not been able to recover until now.

Nekros slowly straightened up. It was time to visit the guests of the Dragonmaw clan and let her know that some things must go according to plan. Zuluhed and the other surviving clan chiefs dreamed of reviving the tribe, hoping to restore the destruction.

The remnant soldiers left behind by the Hammer regrouped and made a comeback. Nekros was very skeptical about this, but as a loyal orc, he would unswervingly carry out the chief's orders to the end.

Nekros held the Demon Soul tightly in his hand and slowly walked through the dark cave passages. The Dragonmaw clan worked hard to expand the cave system that crisscrossed Blackrock Mountain. The intricate passage structure made the important task of hatching and training dragons orderly.

.Many places are already filled with hatched dragons, and more space must be dug to make enough space.

Of course, recently, many people, including Zuluhid, have mentioned that dragon egg production has dropped a lot.

"How can I make her lay more eggs?" Nekros asked himself in a low voice.

The old orc staggered for a while, and gradually heard that the Red Dragon Queen was not far away. The sound of labored breathing echoed in the area, as if extending from a huge steam vent underground. Nekros understood what this meant.

What are you looking for? He came just in time.

As soon as Nekros entered the cell, he heard a voice saying, "I knew you would come."

As a prisoner, the Red Dragon Queen still sounded so arrogant, but the old orc didn't mind. Over the years, he had heard many worse things said by the red dragon. Nekros held the Demon Soul tightly in one hand and walked towards the red dragon's head.

It stands to reason that iron chains and hoops cannot subdue such a giant beast, but with the terrifying power of the Demon Soul, Alexstrasza struggled to no avail, even though she tried desperately to break free many times.

"Do you need any help?" Nekros asked this not out of concern, he just wanted to prevent the red dragon from dying for the benefit of the tribe.

The crimson body of this giant dragon once shone with the gorgeous luster of metal. Although she still fills the entire cave from head to tail, she has been getting thinner recently. The ribs that are close to the skin are looming, and she speaks with breathlessness. She is stuck like this.

Despite the predicament, the hatred shown in the dragon's golden eyes did not diminish at all. Nekros knew that if Alexstrasza escaped, he would be the first to be burned to ashes or torn into pieces by the angry dragon.
To be continued...