Chapter 252: Ripples of 495
The wrath of the puffer is refreshing, but after it is cool, there is nothing.
Carlos really wanted to shove Antonidas's kind and peaceful old face into the toilet bowl and kick him in the ass dozens of times.
It's all touching when you think about it.
And yet it's just to think about it.
The destruction of the Cross Islands has greatly damaged Dalaran's vitality. But Violet Castle's powerful magical fortifications keep the mages alive. The orcs burned and plundered Dalaran, but never really entered "Dalaran". As a city-state kingdom, Dalaran had a strict hierarchy of regionsββββ with the outlying civilian areas, the Cross Islands, and the Violet Castle.
About 80 per cent of Dalaran's de jure territory is used only to provide subsistence for the inhabitants of the Clos Islands. Known as the magic factory, the Cross Islands are only a peripheral workshop of this magical kingdom. And the elites of Kenrito, the rulers of Dalaran, put their research and wealth in Violet Castle.
This is also the reason why no one dares to underestimate them when Dalaran is devastated by the war.
Because Violet Fort still exists.
The family knows their own affairs, although the Masters of Kenrito still have a high-minded face, as if the destruction of the Cross Islands is nothing more than the lightness of accidentally touching the butter bread on the table to the ground, but how painful this pain is, I am afraid only the Masters themselves know.
Dalaran was not built in a day, and it took hundreds of years of civilization accumulation to create the current Dalaran. Even as human magic continues to improve, there will be a time when manpower will run out. The revival of Dalaran cannot be achieved by relying only on the mages of Violet Castle, without the participation of other human forces, and the reconstruction of Dalaran will probably become a series of Antonidas's lifetime.
So, even though Antonidas wanted to hang Carlos, who didn't look like his little sister Jennis, in the air and pump his ass, he could only smile gently. said elegantly, and then on the issue of interests, there was no concession.
This old thing!
This little fox!
"Master Antonidas, Alterac and Dalaran, as traditional friendly neighbors separated by a strip of water, have been developing bilateral relations on the principle of peace, friendship and mutual benefit for hundreds of years, and believe in the post-war reconstruction work of Dalaran. We will definitely be able to help you. You see, whether it's steel or high-quality marble, it's our flagship product. And the redwoods and birches and oaks of Hinterland are not Stratholme in terms of wood and age. The Valley of the Hearths and the Silver Pine Forest can be compared. At the same time, a large number of high-quality and cheap laborers in the Kingdom of Alterac are also looking forward to obtaining labor contracts from you. β
Carlos's heartfelt words touched Antonidas's heart.
[Old thing, the two are so close, you can do it yourself. I've already mentioned the conditions, but if you don't agree, you don't want the things I just said! γ
After the brain is replenished. Antonidas smiled even brighter, go to your uncle's friendly neighbor, go to your mother...... Dad's centuries-old traditional friendship, the history of the Kingdom of Alterac is only a few decades, who has a good relationship with you.
"Carlos, the old man and Ling's mother have also been friends for decades, take advantage of it here, and nag you a few words as an uncle and uncle."
Antonidas saw Carlos nod. Just continued.
"You're playing with fire. War bonds are not so fun. It is not uncommon to ask for debts and go to war. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Although Terenus used his credibility and the Kingdom of Lordaeron as collateral to issue several batches of war bonds, these funds were used for the Alliance, all against the Orcs. Although there was a great deal of disagreement within Dalaran about whether to increase support for the Alliance, the position of uniting against the orcs was the only political correctness and would not change. Therefore, the war bonds in my hand will inevitably be exchanged for war dividends and policy preferences in the end. In fact, no more than 30 percent of the money that will be recovered from Lordaeron will be recovered. If there is no matter of the Cross Islands, it is not impossible to give you half of it. But in Dalaran's current situation, it is impossible to have a bad relationship with Lordaeron. In the same way, I don't think your relationship between Alterac and Lordaeron should be aggravated. β
Antonidas's words were actually very sincere and reasonable. It's a pity that everyone's pursuit is different, the ultimate goal is different, and it is natural for there to be deviations in the means and methods of doing things.
"Master Antonidas, I will not betray the Alliance, let alone provoke a civil war between humans."
"I believe it."
"But I do all this with my own considerations and ideas."
"I understand."
"In fact, everyone is asking for others, and it is not a friendly way to make it difficult for others, so it is better for everyone to take a step back."
"You say."
"I will not force the purchase of war bonds in your hands, but at the critical moment, I hope your reaction is half a beat slower."
When Carlos recounted his request, Antonidas pondered for a long time, weighing the pros and cons in his mind, and finally nodded.
"Yes."
As an archmage, Antonidas still has the strength to come and go without a trace.
After a flash of lightning, only the tables and chairs that had been blown up by the spell storm were the only ones that seemed to have happened in the room.
"Gianna, aren't you going back with your teacher?"
Carlos turned to look at the door that had been cracked.
"What are you going back to now, I'll wait for my father to take me home in Lordaeron."
Seeing that her whereabouts were recognized, Gianna simply walked in generously.
"Don't spread the word about my meeting with your teacher."
Carlos thought for a moment and instructed.
"Who are you and I? I know this, I don't need you to tell me. β
Gianna shook her hair, crossed her hands on her waist, and had an old lady's expression.
"Then the eldest lady of the Proudmoor family, please tell me who you are."
Carlos suddenly became interested and was about to tease Gianna.
"I used to be Gianna, I'm Gianna now, and I'm Gianna in the future. But the title will change a little bit. The princess of Kul Tiras, the disciple of Antonidas, the greatest archmage! β
Gianna's answer was unexpected by Carlos, and he couldn't think of a suitable word for a moment, but he felt that this woman was not ordinary, which girl had such a quick wit and clear thinking when she was a teenager.
Carlos thought for a moment, and was about to answer, when the attendant knocked on the door.
"Come in."
As Carlos's voice fell, the attendant twisted the handle and walked in sideways, then looked at Gianna and didn't know whether to speak or not.
"Say."
Carlos saw the squire's confusion and gave a clear order.
"Mrs. Morgan's messenger has arrived."
"Yes, I see."
After the attendant finished the interrogation and left the room, Carlos saw that Gianna wanted to leave with a bitter face, and couldn't help asking, "Why do I think you seem to be very disgusted with the Morgan consortium?" β
"Please, Your Majesty Carlos, in the face of that kind of Lordaeron grandmother-level character, a young and beautiful little girl like me will definitely be uncomfortable."
"The rumors are fake, right?!"
Carlos was stunned by Gianna's style.
"But I heard my father say that my grandfather's grandfather met Mrs. Morgan and my great-grandfather's great-grandfather met Mrs. Morgan was the same person, and that my father met Mrs. Morgan and my grandfather met Mrs. Morgan was probably the same person. The old monster who has lived for almost 500 years is scary to think about. β
Gianna couldn't help but shudder after speaking.
Carlos, however, was a little distracted.
In the face of the Night Elves who have lived for tens of thousands of years and the High Elves who are nearly a thousand years old, human beings can be calm and calm, but they feel uncomfortable with their compatriots who have lived for hundreds of years, what is this.
Or is it that Gianna's reaction is normal, and what is not normal is herself?
When Carlos came to his senses, he was the only one left in the room. (To be continued.) )