I went to the appointment alone before, because hundreds of brothers were just outside the door, a cloud-piercing arrow, and thousands of troops came to meet each other.

Now the kidnappers just gave a teleportation coordinate, and they counted on Carlos to go to the meeting alone.

Don't make a fuss, if you fall into it, who will save Ilucia.

So Carlos was gambling that the kidnappers would contact him again when he didn't get an affirmative answer.

Although there is a possibility that the kidnappers tear up the ticket, Carlos must endure the torment of his soul.

The simplest logic.

If the purpose of the kidnappers is the Book of Medivan, or rather Carlos. Then the hostage role of Illusia is irreplaceable.

Even if the kidnappers wanted to force Carlos to give in by hurting Illusia, they would have to hand Carlos his fingers, ears, and blood books.

But Carlos openly declared that he would do a short period of penance at the largest church in Alterac City, and he would not see anyone at all, which made it difficult for the kidnappers.

Can't you make a blind man see a vicious expression?

Even the object of the threat does not exist, and the act of threatening itself becomes a useless exercise to vent anger.

Although it is not ruled out that the kidnappers were angry and hurt Illusia's life.

But this is already a way that Carlos has no way to do when he can't think of anything else.

Luckily, he got it right.

A sealed confessional room, the only door to the outside world opened.

"Allow me to introduce myself, Your Majesty the King. I am a faithful servant of my master, and my name is. Dasabhi, as you can see, is a mage. And Your Majesty, your sister, is now in my hands. ”

Dressed in a brown linen robe, Carlos slowly rose from the ground, ending his less focused meditation.

Because keep the same action for a long time. Carlos's legs and feet were a little numb, and his muscles were a little stiff, but this did not prevent him from walking up to the mage with a sense of oppression, and looking down on the kidnapper condescendingly.

"You have three sentences to give your last words."

Carlos suppressed his anger and said in a cold tone.

"No, no. No, Your Majesty, the initiative is now in my hands, and I have to say that you have added a lot of work to it. ”

"One."

Carlos looked closely and determined that this was the owner of the phantom in Khadgar's spell.

"Oh, Venerable King Carlos, you have scared me."

patted his chest in a pompous gesture.

"Two."

"Well, it seems that our King is a ruthless fellow. I don't care about my sister's life or death, so we have to ......"

Carlos grabbed the mage by the throat with his right claw, lifting him into the air with one hand.

The mage had no idea that the strength of humans could be so great that he could be so fast that he could not react at all, so he could only grab Carlos's wrists with his arms in vain and kick him with both feet, trying to break out of Carlos's control.

"You're talking too much nonsense, this time tomorrow. Twenty miles southwest of the city, under the three lightning trees, the Book of Medivan was exchanged for Elucia. Love to change, not to change. ”

After saying it word for word, before reached his limit, Carlos let go of his hand and watched indifferently as the mage collapsed to the ground, taking a big breath of air. His chest rises and falls like a toad, and he makes a "sloppy" sound mixed with a violent cough.

The violent coughing lasted for about a hundred and fifty counts, and the mage was finally able to speak intermittently.

"Ahem, ahem, master... Host... Lord, ahem, ahem, ahem. No, yes, let it go... You, ahem, ahem, ahem. ”

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Carlos waved his hand impatiently.

After a few moments, the mage's coughing and wheezing finally subsided, but from his voice, Carlos's rough actions completely damaged his vocal cords, and the voice that was still magnetic was now hoarse like a bellows.

"As I said, the initiative is in our hands, tomorrow before the sun goes down, there is an abandoned tower southwest of the three forks leading to the North Mountain Ranch, where the transaction takes place, you can bring a maximum of ten people, and one more will collect the body of your sister, hypocritical paladin."

"Hmph."

Carlos snorted disdainfully.

"Hahahaha, cough cough, I know how can a guy who can be a king be a pedantic paladin, I can see from your blocking of the news that you don't care about your sister's life or death at all, you only care about your reputation and reputation!"

had a look of hatred that saw through everything.

"Do you need me to count to three?"

Carlos asked rhetorically, and's face changed dramatically, and he quickly left the confessional.

"Need me to track him down?"

After left, the bald brother flashed sideways into the confessional and asked Carlos in a low voice.

"No, don't underestimate any mage, just trust Khadgar's spells at this time. Then, prepare your hands for covert infiltration and assassination. ”

Carlos knelt back in the direction of the door.

The bald brother received no further instructions, so he had to exit the confessional room and help Carlos close the door.

In this claustrophobic confessional room, Carlos is not praying to the ethereal gods, but through meditation, he is organizing his thoughts.

Too many disputes took up so much of his energy that Carlos felt a little lost.

Too much praise overshadowed his tender heart, and after reflection, Carlos understood a truth.

The world never revolves around itself.

Whether it's crossing or being reborn, you're no different from others.

But for the world of Azeroth, there aren't too many people who have crossed over and reborn and lived.

I want a good life, and I want everyone to have a happy ending.

Then take your life and fight for it!

"You can't refuse what I give, and I will take what I want."

Carlos's thoughts flowed, and finally he spat out these words softly.

You can't be spineless, and you can't be domineering as a king.

Since the kidnapping of Ilucia, she has been responding passively, although from the standpoint of her family, it is not wrong to give priority to the safety of the hostages' lives.

But what to do later.

Don't let your family go out because you're afraid of being kidnapped?

Sure enough, people are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden.

It's still too weak, if you have that kind of power, that kind of power that no one dares to shoot its edge, who would dare to hit the idea of your family and friends!

Carlos came out of a strange feeling that he knew that his thinking was biased, but he didn't feel that it was wrong.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind, and I found a clue that I had forgotten.

In the human world, especially in the human world of this era, mages are not a big commodity, and even mage apprentices are very valuable resources. And whether it's the guy who was trampled to death by himself, or the guy who was just hanged, they all keep calling a guy "master".

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be thought that there was someone behind them, supported by a mysterious force. But Carlos, after turning the corner, had a clear mind.

In Azeroth, the "master" may also be a reference to something unspeakable!

Counting the time, Gul'dan should have found the Broken Isles, and even entered the tomb of Sargeras.

Originally, Carlos had been a little worried about what would happen if history went wrong and Gul'dan obtained the Eye of Sargeras and inherited the power that Sargeras left behind in Azeroth.

However, this sudden kidnapping case gave Carlos a new way of thinking.

Gul'dan was still dead, as he was meant to be. In the eyes of Sargeras, Gul'dan's presence is not worth mentioning.

Gugar still lived, as if by fate. Rewarded by his master, the two-headed beast should have gone to Silishus to complete his dog-legged mission.

If these speculations are true, then everything has an explanation.

The Twilight Church is about to appear.

The Elder Gods, here. (To be continued.) )