In the lounge, the two fools actually cried a lot.

"Why?"

"Why!?"

"Obviously you are only two years older than me, you are so powerful, but I can't achieve anything."

The second fool is still too young, and now he is still an upright boy, and he can't control his emotions.

McDonald was indifferent.

"Because I'm the last man in the Stratholme family. You, on the other hand, grew up in the palace, never seen the hardships of the outside world, and tasted the sinister ways of the world. ”

"Sinister?" The second fool pursed his lips: "You are a hereditary duke, who dares to plot against you?" Is it the Duke of Andorhar? I'll help you ......."

McDonald waved his hand: "No need. ”

According to Gong Dou's script, if you offend the abbot, cough, the guy who offended the crown prince still wants to have good fruit to eat?

However, I really don't care about that goods, in every sense......

"Why?" The second fool is puzzled.

Looking at Arthas, who is now quite silly and sweet, McDonald sighed, if he didn't have a deep relationship with Arthas, he would be relieved to wait for him to become the Lich King, and then do the right thing for the sky.

Anyway, he's read a lot of World of Warcraft fanfiction, and this book beats Arthas, and if the fate of this parallel world goes the same way, then it's not bad for him to follow it.

The problem, whether it is the former owner of this body or the current him, he has been with the second fool for a long time, and he is really reluctant to watch this thing fall.

Doesn't the Dreadlord have a board?

Isn't Kel'thugad's food delivery guilt flow terrible?

The whole process of personal instigation, deliberate inducement, where can Alsace, who is not experienced enough, withstand it?

If you want to reverse the fate of this fool, you must start by strengthening your psychic resistance.

McDonald immediately came to a dragon king's crooked expression: "Believe it or not, if I dare to stab your father about the Duke of Andohar asking me about the White Cross Gladiatorial Arena, your father will reprimand the Duke of Andohal for me on the surface, and he will definitely look down on me behind my back and reclassify me into the 'little brat' category." ”

"Ahh Why? ”

I have to say that Alsace, who is full of intellectual curiosity, is really handsome at the moment, with clear big eyes, and still has an element called [Moe].

McDonald wanted to touch his head with the NBA's [Duncan's Hand] and made him bald.

Such a powerful future Lich King, if he has his hair in the Mediterranean, he must be very handsome, right?

(Enigmatic sound, Madonald, are you the devil?) ）

McDonald replied with a smile: "I really gave him back the gladiatorial arena, it will only prove that I am not qualified to be alone at all." This not only shows me weakness, but also slaps your father in the face in disguise. ”

"Huh?"

"Doesn't this mean that the orc slaves released by the Andohar family smashed the royal palace and killed so many nobles without paying any price at all?"

Arthas's eyes widened and he fell into deep thought.

McDonald continued: "So from the very beginning, the purpose of the pig in Andohar was not to ask me about the gladiatorial arena. ”

"What does he want?"

McDonald's smile was so sincere, like a fox: "He wants to use this as a bargaining chip to force me to board his thief ship and control the price of weapons and armor in the entire kingdom with him." Of course, he is the one who takes the lead! ”

After McDonalken explained it carefully, Arthas finally understood the insidiousness of the adult world.

In peacetime, the gladiatorial arena in the center of the royal capital of Lordaeron is absolutely profitable, and the net profit of more than 10,000 gold coins a year is almost more than the agricultural income of a dukedom.

However, in times of war, this thing makes money, and how can it be quick to sell arms.

As long as they control the largest mining areas in the country, the Dominion of Andorhar and the Territory of Stratholme, all the arms are earned by them, and it is the fat pig who takes the lion's share.

McDonald continued to follow the inducement: "I refused, and even did not hesitate to publicly tear my face with him, do you know why? ”

"Why?"

"The orc armies are far more terrifying than anyone could have imagined. I'm afraid that Lordaeron will inevitably be affected by the war. If you think about it, if the price of armor and weapons rises in a straight line, then the Lordaeron nobles who are slamming the door will naturally reduce the distribution of weapons. His Majesty Terenus wanted 5,000 soldiers per dukedom, and eventually 5,000 peasants with pitchforks. The nobles also have a noble reason - I and the Duke of Andorhar have inflated the price of weapons. In the end, it must be me who bears the blame, McDonalken! ”

The second fool's eyes widened, he really didn't expect it to be so far at all.

Recognizing the sinister nature of the struggle, it was as if a whole new door had been opened in his mind.

He bowed deeply: "Big brother, I have been taught." ”

"Just rely on your 'big brother'. I'll teach you one more thing. McDonald looked up to the sky and sighed, his voice full of sighs and heaviness: "If one day, when you go out alone in a carriage, your most trusted groom suddenly tells you that the horse is crazy, the carriage can't stop, there are two forks in the road, one is lying on top of your sister Kalia, and the other road is lying on 10 of your people, no matter which road you choose, the carriage will crush people to death, what do you choose?" ”

Arthas's mind was suddenly watted, as if an invisible steam was rising in his head. From the wandering pupils, you can see that his heart is full of entanglements and contradictions.

"This ...... How can this be? ”

"The carriage is getting closer and closer to a fork in the road, you have to make a decision!" McDonald pressed over, his eyes like torches, so that Arthas had no room to back down at all: "You! A decision must be made! Right now! Instantly! Right away! ”

Madondon approached step by step, and Arthas became more and more messy: "This...... Such a choice is too cruel, right? Is there really such a cruel thing in reality? ”

"Absolutely! Don't you want to go to war? When you lead an army of 100,000 and lose the battle with the orcs, either you leave one army behind and die dead, or the remnants of the 50,000 troops are followed by the orcs and die. How do you choose? A lot of times, when you're in charge, you have to make a decision! ”

"I ...... I...... I choose my sister! "Arthas was about to cry.

"Very well, when you run over 10 people, at the next intersection, the groom asks you to choose between your sister and 100 people."

"Ahh It's ...... "Alsace is messy."

"You choose your sister, right? And then the next intersection, a thousand people? 10,000 people? ”

McDonald continued to press over, pressing his hands on the shoulders of the second fool, and his tone became more and more rapid and sharp.

Those who have killed people have a murderous aura that is not angry and self-threatening.

How can a second fool who has never seen blood withstand it?

"You!"

"yes, I'm! But as long as you make a cruel choice against your will, you will leave an indelible scar in your heart, and you will be pulled to the depraved side by the terrible devil, sinking step by step, thinking that you are rational to make cruel choices again and again, and finally even do not hesitate to do evil deeds such as killing teachers, and become a complete devil. "McDonalken was already in a terrible state by this time.

"Nope! No-" The second fool was crushed, he held his head in his hands, covered his ears, and squatted on the ground, and finally he couldn't help it, and asked rhetorically: "If it were you, how would you choose?" ”

"Me?" The terrifying aura on McDonald's body suddenly disappeared, and his black pupils were full of cunning: "I will kill the groom as soon as possible!" ”

"What!?"

"Huh! No matter who gives you advice, if there is only a cruel choice left, either this guy is not good enough to be your counselor; Either this product is so bad that it pus, tempting you to take responsibility and accept mental torture. This kind of guy, why do you keep it if you don't kill it? ”

"Ahh

McDonald was happy as he spoke: "There are so many absolutes in the world!" If you can't get rid of the coachman, you can at least try to kill the horse! No matter how bad it is, you can forcibly remove the saddle or let the carriage overturn on the spot. Finally, if you are still unable to make a decision and are afraid of the torment of your conscience, you may even choose to sacrifice yourself. ”

McDonaln blinked: "I have at least a hundred ways to solve this problem." ”

The second fool suddenly opened!

"Big brother! I've been taught—"