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"We haven't found it yet. We need to take our time. There's no need to rush. Since the traitor has failed, he will definitely not act rashly."
Arthas shook his head. He had made up all this just to lay the foundation for the future. If the Kingdom of Alterac was really like the one in the plot, then don't blame him. They would definitely swallow them up, skin and bones.
Annexing the land of a neighboring country is a very bad thing, and it is not glorious. It can only be eaten slowly, and this process is too slow. Arthas simply does not have time to wait, and this slow method will take more than ten or twenty years to complete, which is too slow. The Burning Legion does not have that much time to develop, and it still has to go to Kalimdor.
Then, talent is the most important thing. All the civilians of the Kingdom of Alterac can be captured and made into your own subjects. As long as your prestige is high enough and you let others spread the word about the lord's evil deeds, those civilians will come and become your subjects. Following a good lord is really like having your ancestors' graves smoke up, no joke.
Alsace was impressed by all the traitors. What could be more hateful than being a traitor?
Everyone present was a smart person. When they heard what Alsace said, they knew that the other party had a plan. Although they remained calm on the surface, they were quickly calculating in their hearts, who was the traitor?
At this time, the messenger came in and handed Lothar an encrypted document, which was encrypted by magic to prevent the orcs from opening it. Lothar opened the scroll and looked at the contents on it, his brows were a little tight. Then he looked up and saw Arthas, "Your Highness, I'm afraid you have to go back to Lordaeron. The Naga are attacking the Solidan Farm. His Majesty Terenas asked you to go back and deal with this matter. There is no time to waste. Your Highness, the food produced by the farm is crucial to the logistics of the Alliance."
"Naga? How is it possible that it's Naga!"
There was a hint of suspicion in Arthas's eyes. It was strange. There was no Naga in the plot. How could this be possible?
"Are you sure the news is true?"
"Yes, with the seal of His Majesty Terenas."
Losa was not wrong, and he definitely would not be wrong.
"Okay, I'll go back."
Alsace nodded. If there was something going on at home, he would definitely go back and deal with it first.
"Master Anthony, please open the portal and send His Royal Highness back to Lordaeron. This is an emergency. Please."
Lothar then said to Alleria, "Alleria, the Horde may have joined forces with the forest trolls. You are their old enemy. I need your help to find their traces and find out what the orcs and trolls are planning. I think their attack is unreasonable. They look fierce, but they are not using their full strength. This is different from what I encountered in Stormwind. They must have other intentions."
Due to the needs of the Alliance, Alleria did not follow Arthas, but continued to perform her duties to help the Alliance resist the invasion of the orcs. She firmly believed that if these barbaric orcs were not stopped, once the Alliance was defeated, Quel'Thalas would inevitably fall. Even with the existence of the Sunwell, she did not believe that Quel'Thalas could really hold on. Not everyone understands the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold when the teeth are gone".
"Your Highness, please get ready."
Anthony was quite polite to Arthas. He was getting old and didn't know how long he could live. With Arthas's potential, it was only a matter of time before he became the king. In addition, his apprentice Jaina was in a relationship with Arthas. So he took extra care of him.
"Thank you, Master."
Arthas placed his right hand on his chest, smiled at Alleria, and gave her an expression that told her not to worry.
After a trance, Arthas returned to the palace of Lordaeron. There were royal mages to assist him. These mages were quite powerful, and even in Dalaran, they were at the top level. Mages were all proud and would not bow their heads easily. They were all born as commoners and accepted gifts from the nobles, who paid for them to learn magic. Magic materials, magic courses, magic props, and everything else cost money, so every mage needed a lot of money to accumulate. Those who had no money could only sell themselves to the nobles, and both sides got what they wanted. These mages were the magicians sponsored by the royal family of Lordaeron, and after they had learned something, they would eventually serve Lordaeron.
Nodding slightly to the magicians who were maintaining the teleportation array, Arthas walked towards the palace hall.
The hall is a meeting hall in the style of ancient Roman Empire architecture. The king sits on the throne, surrounded by layers of small balconies, each with a noble standing on it, giving full play to the advantages. The speech can be enhanced by the echo, and the atmosphere will be more participatory.
Terenas sat on the throne just like the ending of Frozen Throne, wearing a crown inlaid with gorgeous jewels, with one hand supporting his face, looking a little drowsy. On the stand next to him, there was a great lord giving a passionate speech, which was nothing more than some nonsense praising Terenas and asking the king to support his territory.
Bang! Alsace, followed by two followers, also pushed open the heavy door with all his strength. The door weighing two hundred kilograms was violently pushed open by him alone. As his level increased, his strength became stronger. In addition to his combat power, there were corresponding changes in his life, with greater strength and stronger recovery ability.
Arriving in front of Terenas, the blond Arthas, wearing armor covered with sword scars, drew his sword and knelt on one knee, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"Oh, my child, you are back. You seem to be in good spirits, very good. You have done a good job. You have made a great contribution to the Alliance, eliminating the threat of the red dragon and letting the red dragon kill some of the orcs. Very good. Child, what reward do you want?"
Terenas is very satisfied with his children. If they are strong, it will give him more face as a king and he can also manipulate power better. The foundation of power is strength, followed by game.
"This is what I should do, father. I have an agreement with the guardian dragons. After the war, I need to go to the other side of the sea to help them fight against evil. If I can do better, I can ask for the guardian dragons' reward to make us live longer."
Arthas offered Terenas, his stepfather, an offer that he couldn't refuse.