Si also thought of the answer to this question, and it seemed that the covenant with the High Elves had become more and more wishful thinking on the part of humanity over time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What's the matter, is it a big problem?"

Aurelia looked at Arthas with some concern.

According to Arthas, Quel'Salas sent a harshly worded reply and detained Lordaeron's messenger, a dangerous sign whether or not the covenant between the two parties survived.

What's more, the fact that Aurelia and Sylvanas left behind in Lordaeron with those rangers has not yet been reported back to Quel'Thalas.

By the day the news came back, it was likely to be the fuse that ignited the entire barrel of explosives.

"It's more dangerous than trouble...... I think if Quel'Thallas knew that Lady Aurelia was here, maybe it would ......."

Arthas replied in a worried tone.

"Hmph, I said that everything was wrapped around you, and now that the problem is here, you want to back down?"

Such cynicism is, of course, Sylvanas, who has always looked at Alsace unpleasantly.

"No, Sylvanas...... Ma'am, neither my father nor I have the idea of backing down, I just want to say that if we Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas are at odds, then your position is ......"

Arthas explained.

Aurelia understood what Arthas meant, and although they were now in Lordaeron, they were High Elves.

If there is a conflict between the country they live in and their hometown, how can Aurelia feel good in their hearts?

"That'...... What to do?"

Sylvanas looked at her sister with a heartfelt look, she knew Aurelia's feelings for Quel'Thalas.

How does Aurelia, who has besieged her home since the time of the Troll Wars, manage to get between Lordaeron and Quel'Salas?

Of course, Aurelia felt very embarrassed, and the most important thing was that she knew how powerful Lordaeron was now.

Not to mention the mysterious power of Frost Sorrow, the Red Dragon Queen alone, the alliance between her and Arthas is enough for Silvermoon City to take seriously.

What's more, in the southern military camp, Aurelia also heard the news that a large number of red dragons were about to arrive to help the humans build the Watch Fortress.

Humans, some of the allies of the High Elves in the eyes of the High Elves, have now become stronger and more united than ever because of Arthas's connections.

In any case, it would be unwise to annoy the current Human Alliance.

"My father and I were a little skeptical about Quel'Salas's attitude this time, whether there was some misunderstanding. We don't have any intelligence sources in Quel'Thalas, so ......"

Arthas looked at Aurelia and stopped talking.

"So?"

Aurelia asked with a wink of her beautiful blue eyes.

"So, we'd like to ask Ms. Aurelia if you could get some news from Quel'Salas about this letter. Based on the information you have obtained, my father and I will also be able to come up with a final plan. ”

Arthas said earnestly.

"Hmph, it's clear that you don't need us to continue to be born and die, and now you don't want to use us...... Humans are indeed a cunning race!"

Sylvanas said angrily.

"Sylvanas!"

Aurelia raised her voice slightly, stopping her sister's words.

"Arthas, I see what you mean. Leave this matter to me, and within three days, I will tell you all the information I can find. ”

Aurelia said to Arthas.

"Then I'm sorry for you, Lady Aurelia. ”

Arthas nodded, then politely said goodbye to Aurelia and left her bedroom.

"Aurelia, how could you agree to such a thing?"

Sylvanas asked, looking at her sister.

――Isn't this equivalent to being a spy for the High Elves for humans?

"Why not? Stay in Lordaeron, we must do what we can, and we can't let others live in vain, and besides, it doesn't hurt Quel'Thalas, those guys of the Silvermoon Council, they don't understand the cruelty of war, and they don't understand how easy it is to start a war. ”

Thinking of what Arthas had said to herself, at the king's meeting, King Soras's proposal, Aurelia couldn't help but shudder.

If humans become enemies of the High Elves, it will be much more terrifying than trolls......

Just when Aurelia feared for the future of her homeland, far across the ocean in Lordaeron, on the continent of Kalimdor, a place that the natives of here called a barren land.

The crimson land was originally just a barren land, but I don't know when a fortress made of wood and boulders suddenly rose in the center of this land.

"Hurry up, you idiots, stupid pigs!"

On the walls of the fortress, a Warsong orc was rudely insulting the orcs of the other clans, urging them to fill the few parts of the fortress that had not yet been repaired with boulders as soon as possible.

Inside the fortress, in a heavily guarded fortress, Grom Hellroar, the chief of the Warsong Clan, sat in his seat with his weapon in hand.

At his side, Zuhd of the Dragonmaw Clan, and Tyrone Bloodfiend, the leader of the Death Knights, flanked him.

As for Red Blackham and Mamm Blackhan of the Blacktooth Clan, Grom would not allow the two shitty brothers to attend his military meetings.

"Grom, we're in a dangerous situation right now, we don't have enough food to store, and we've already looted a bit of the wood and stone we used to build the fortress, but the fortress is barely half done. ”

Zuhd said to Grom solemnly.

"Then continue to expand the search area!"

Grom commanded loudly.

It's been a while since he came to this continent, and Grom quickly established himself here with the orcs.

In this crimson land, there are countless wild beasts, and the orcs are given enough food for this.

At the same time, Grom ordered the construction of a fortress to serve as a base camp for the orcs on the continent.

Until now, however, the fortress had been an empty shell, with nothing but houses for orcs to sleep on and a flimsy façade.

"But we don't have enough manpower, and it's too dangerous for us to explore those unknown places!"

Zuhd retorted.

"The danger of fart! Zuhed, you coward! We orcs are the most dangerous thing in this world!"

Grom roared.

Zuhd didn't answer, just looked at Grom's manic look.

Since that day, after encountering the giant red dragon in the red willow forest outside the Dammod Fortress, Grom's body has changed dramatically.

Now, the bone spurs on his body were becoming more and more obvious, and his skin was densely covered like that of a hedgehog, covered with short, hard spikes.

And Grom became so strong that he even surpassed Zuherd's comprehension of power.

Correspondingly, the faint sulfur smell on Grom's body became more and more intense.

"That being said, but Grom, what's the point of our actions if this continues? In a dozen years, you and your men will be old, and we won't have enough troops to replenish them. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker reminded Grom.

"Damn it...... Tyrone, can't you open the portal to Draenor?"

Grom said irritably.

"Unfortunately, it's too difficult. According to Gul'dan, the best place for the portal is where we came. Now we're a continent away. ”

Tyrone Bloodseeker shook his head.

Although he was once a warlock, Tyrone Bloodfiend, who became a death knight, and his subordinates paid a corresponding price while possessing great power.

Their mastery of spells is no longer as comfortable as it once was, and it's all because of the changes in their bodies.

"Damn, if only Gul'dan were still around, he should have a way to open that portal...... as long as