Alex. Barov, Count of Alterac, was young, rich, handsome, and heavily armed, but he did not have a rebellious heart.

Janice. Barov, the youngest sister of the ** teacher Anton Danis, the winner of the Star and Moon Wreath in Violet City, the capital of the Dalaran Kingdom, the culprit of Anton Danis's lifelong unmarried, young, beautiful, master of illusion spells, but he does not have a heart to encourage her husband to rebel.

Carlos. Barov, as the eldest son of such a prosperous couple, has a rebellious heart, and he simply thinks that as long as his father becomes king, he can change a qiē.

Eight-year-old Carlos attended the birth baptism ceremony of Prince Alsace of Lordaeron with his parents, and after a gala dinner, the family rested at their villa near the royal district of Lordaeron.

In the master bedroom, her sister Illucia and mother Janis tease their newborn brother Wilton, and his father is doing his homework with his eldest brother Alex, and Carlos sits in a daze.

Tenaris. Minethil II was a charismatic king, and Carlos estimated him to be at least +15 in majesty. If he hadn't known that the family's fall in the future was caused by him, Carlos estimated that he would also be his brainless fan. Justice, majesty, kindness, and wisdom—that's the first impression Tenaris makes.

"Lu Sen, please go check it out, I have something I want to talk to my father about."

Lu Cerne. Sakhoff as Alex. Barov's personal butler did not act because of the eldest young master's words, but looked at the head of the house, Alex.

"Go ahead."

With his master's permission, Lucerne bowed, closed the door, and stood guard outside.

"My son, what do you want to say to your father?" Alex loosened the single-rimmed glasses in his right eye, lowered his second son, Alex, from his lap, and turned to face his eldest son.

"Child, the day you were born, the forests of Lordaeron whispered the name—Arthas. Child, I will proudly watch you grow up day by day and become the embodiment of justice. You must remember that we, the Minahirs, have always ruled the country with wisdom and strength. I also believe that you will be cautious in using your great powers. But the real victory, my son, is to inspire the hearts of the people, and one day my life will come to an end, and you, will be crowned king. ”

Carlos tried to interpret his son's words at the birth of his son in Tenaris's deep voice, but the eight-year-old's undeveloped voice and Carlos's deliberately deep pretense amused his father, mother, and sister.

"Nice show, Carlos. I thought you were only interested in dancing knives and guns, but it turns out that you also have a talent for acting. Alex was not stingy with his praise for his eldest son.

"Father, I'm jealous!" Carlos' speech left Alex in a daze for a moment.

"Minethil II was a great king, but as I looked at him, I slowly became like a father." "My father said to me that the mountains of Alterac echo my name, that the Barov family has never ruled the country with violence, that the true kings have brought prosperity and stability to the people, and that one day the crown of the Barov dynasty will be on my head. Except for Uncle Leon, his father is the rightful heir of Arazo! ”

"Enough!"

Alex was furious.

"Lucson!"

"Yes, master, your slave is here." Lu Cerne. Sakhoff pushed the door open.

"I want to know who else has approached Carlos lately." Alex commanded.

"Yes, master." Lu Cerne. Sakhoff went out behind closed doors

"Honey, you're scared kids." Jennis, soothing the infant Verton and blaming her husband.

"Who told you these words, Carlos?" Alex calmed down, walked up to Carlos, crouched down to look at him, and put his hands on Carlos' shoulders.

"It's books." Carlos replied.

"Books?" Alex didn't know why.

"Nobility and Family Coat of Arms," Carlos continued.

"The book?" Alex was even more confused, how could a popular science book for the children of an aristocracy make his son say such radical words.

"The Urien family is the direct heir of Soladin the Great, and the ancestor of the Barov family is the younger brother of Soladin the Great." Carlos replied.

"And then." Alex looked at his son with understanding.

"The descendants of the emperor should also be the emperor, why do you want to ask Aiden? The nouveau riche of Pirenod kneels, the true king of Alterac should be you, not the bald man on the top of the mountain. Carlos saw Alex staring at himself with starry eyes, and suddenly realized, looking at his father with the same eyes.

"Don't insult a king, Aiden's is just bald, not totally bald." Unable to stand his son's eyes, Alex stepped back and sat down in his chair.

"Carlos, you're too young to understand the true meaning of politics. Join the kingdom of Alterac and have the lowest family offerings and taxes. And the king is no happier than the nobles, such as bald ...... Our King Aiden. Alex understood that those words were his son's own thoughts, and relaxed, just now he thought that someone was plotting against Carlos.

"But you are never the king, my father is the best!" Carlos argued with a look of urgency.

"Carlos, if I don't agree, Aiden's order can't get out of the mountains, but my order Aiden must be seriously considered. In addition to the crown, your father has almost the right to be a king, while the Barov family does not have to bear heavy state expenditures, and joining the Alterac kingdom is mutually beneficial, it is the Barov family and the Pirinod family that are mutually beneficial, they get fame, and we get benefits. And leaving the kingdom of Alterac for no reason is a heavy blow to the family's reputation. If we stand on our own feet and the name of a traitor can't escape, who will associate with us? If we join the kingdom of Lordaeron, there is a more stringent issue------ inheritance tax. Only the kingdom of Alterac has no inheritance tax, my son. After Alex finished speaking, Carlos found that he had underestimated his father and the people of this era.

Before, I simply thought that as long as the Barov family became the royal family of Alterac, they would be able to get rid of the future reckoning, but now that I think about it, it is too naïve. Sure enough, he just took advantage of the light of the prophet's prescience, and he was an idiot on the political record.

"Don't be discouraged, my son, you're only eight years old, and when my father was eight years old, he thought about how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and your current appearance makes my father feel ashamed." Alex walked over to Carlos again and patted his son on the shoulder.

Without a good mentality, how can he be a qualified crossing reborn, and Carlos's frustration is only a short time.

It's time to complete your daily tasks.

"Daddy."

"Huh?"

"Why isn't the scent on your body Mommy's?"

"Hmm!"

"Honey, I think we'll have to talk about it, Illucia, and take care of my brother."

"Yes, Mother."

"Brother, you're so good."

"Listen to me, my dear."

In the midst of the chaos, Carlos looked down at the panel.

Daily Task: Parental Discord Depends on Children to Stir Up (Complete)

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