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Sylvanas thought that it was Arthas who threatened her elder sister Alleria, and that her elder sister must have sacrificed herself to protect them. This was all Arthas's fault! When she thought of this, she hated Arthas even more, but she had no way to resist. Because their Windrunner family was already Arthas's subordinate, and was sold to Arthas by Silvermoon City. Even her father and mother were saved by Arthas, what could she do?
After releasing his semen, when the semen was ejected, Alsace felt much clearer. At least he was not so anxious and violent anymore, and only peace remained.
Open the dough and check your current properties.
"Arthas: Race: Human. Age: 14. Level: 40. Attributes: Strength: (100) 500, Agility: (50) 450, Wisdom: (80) 480, Mastery: (100) 500, Versatility: (100) 500, Critical Hit: 60% (for enemies of the same level, increases or decreases by 1% per level), Critical Hit Damage: 250%. Block: 100%. Spouses: Four. Onyxia (Black Dragon Queen), Praxil Ashvane, Taliyah (Queen Mother of Stormwind), Alleria Windrunner. Offspring: None."
Before I knew it, I already had four spouses. Alleria was the only one who could accompany me for a long time. Onyxia was still dealing with the black dragon's mess and the affairs of the Dragon Rest Temple, fulfilling her duties as the Earth Warden. My aunt, Lady Ashvane, had to preside over the trade of Kul Tiras, so she didn't have much time. Not to mention Taliyah, unless she succeeded in crossing the sea, it would be safer for her to stay in Lordaeron.
Aurelia wiped her hair, wrapped a bath towel around her body, and tied a tie on her chest. "Honey, what are you thinking about?"
"What are you thinking about repelling the orcs? With the trolls joining forces, if we want to repel them, Lothar needs to deal with the orcs in Eagle's Nest Mountain, and then we can win by attacking from both sides."
Arthas did not hide it. Although he was not very enthusiastic about the affairs of the Alliance and the Horde, war often brought huge business opportunities. If it were not for my aunt controlling the route of Lordaeron, the goblins would have come to make a fortune in the war, and they would not care who won.
"There will always be a way. I received news that Prince Caesars has returned."
Aurelia leaned in the man's arms, her pretty face flushed. After doing it in the bathroom for half an hour, her legs were still a little weak.
"Come back to gain prestige?"
Arthas stroked his chin. He had never had much impression of Kael'thas. He was just a poor prince. He was not that powerful or smart. He was just an elf version of Arthas. However, Arthas was the Lich King after all, and Kael'thas was just a tool.
"That should be the case. In fact, the king has been suppressed by the Silver Moon Council, and the Silver Moon Council controls Silver Moon City. To activate the Well of the Sun, the Silver Moon Council's assistance is also needed, so letting Kelsas return is also a helpless choice."
Aurelia knew all these secrets, even though she was not a gossiper and was not even interested in them. But she still knew about these activities. If one holds power for too long, it is easy to become corrupt.
At night, Arthas was patrolling the barracks. Marlan had already led the expeditionary force to a corner of Silvermoon City. There were Nagas, gnolls, humans, and some orcs. At first, a war almost broke out. Fortunately, both sides restrained themselves, otherwise the fight would have started earlier.
"Your Highness, you are from a prominent family, why would you use these lowly and dirty races?"
A member of the parliament sneered in a sarcastic tone. When he saw the so-called Nagas and orcs, he couldn't help but feel mocking in his heart. This was an undisguised sense of superiority.
"Then how did Silver Moon City get beaten by the race you mentioned to the point where it had to ask for help?"
Alsace looked at the old elf in front of him with a half-smile, taking advantage of his age?
"You! Your Highness, orcs cannot be trusted!"
The old man's nose is crooked because of his anger. Are all young people nowadays so arrogant?
"What does my soldiers have to do with you? What does Lordaeron's affairs have to do with Silvermoon City? Don't push me, old man. I give you face because of the king. Otherwise, you are worse than a piece of shit in my eyes. I tell you, if you cut even a little bit of the supplies I need, I will think that you are making trouble and holding back the coalition forces. You want to bury the entire Silvermoon City because of your own selfishness!"
Alsace roared aggressively, there was no way he could be polite to such an old guy!
"You! You!"
The old elf was trembling with anger. Everything he wanted to do in his heart was exposed. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. This was totally not the style of a nobleman. They should test each other back and forth. How could they be so rude!
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. It was an oversight on our part. Nice to meet you. I'm Kaelsas. I've heard Jaina mention you often. Hello, Jaina. I was surprised to see you here."
A handsome high-level elf came over. He had a classic fire mage look. It was not very similar to the one in Warcraft, but it was exactly the same. They both wore a cloak and three arcane orbs were always flying above their heads, simulating the shape of fire. It was said that this was to train his arcane control ability and further enhance his control!
"Hello, Kelsas, we don't need to be so polite, just call each other by our names. Our goal is clear, to kill the orcs, everything else is secondary, what do you think?"
Alsace extended his hand to Kaizi, inviting him to shake hands.
Kelsas frowned slightly, but still stretched out his hand to shake hands with Alsas. His purpose was very clear. He wanted to establish his own prestige in the war and get the people of Silvermoon City to support him. Only then could he overthrow the Silvermoon Council riding on the king's head and take back his own power. "Yes, our goals are the same."
"Jaina is my fiancée. She came here to study with me. Facing the brutal war, this is the main theme of survival. Geniuses cannot be created in an ivory tower."
Arthas held Jaina in his arms, asserting his sovereignty.