Although Alonsos. It hurts that Fao can't directly mobilize the Knights of the Silver Hand to help Carlos purge Alterac, but it's still a significant thing for the archbishop to be wary of the Cursed Sect.

Alonsos. Fao was just physically depleted, his brain was not demented, and a spiritual leader could do more than a king in a sense.

For example, in addition to the Paladins, Archbishop Fao is still the life coach of the priests, and there are still many useful students in the pocket, such as the famous Benedictas.

When Alonsos. When Fao took out a sigil and a list and handed it to Carlos, Carlos' identity had already been endorsed by the Holy Light Sect.

But Carlos couldn't laugh or cry.

He doesn't lack strength.

Even if he is "missing" for ten years, Carlos still has "power", he is still the king of Alterac and the great hero of the alliance.

But the problem now is that in the days he's lost, the Cult of the Damned has seeped into the Alliance's veins like a chronic toxin, and Carlos is the only antidote.

This sense of responsibility and mission makes him willing to lie dormant for the sake of the overall situation.

What he lacks now is an army of guaranteed loyalty, a group of comrades who can act as executioners.

The Great Purge, once done not well, will cause endless troubles, let go of any lurking enemy, and the poison and dagger in the secret can kill relatives and friends.

Therefore, if you don't move, you will be thunderous.

"I probably understand your concern, although the priests don't have the same force as the paladins, they are enough to discern the users of the shadows."

Alonsos. Fao hesitated for a moment and comforted.

This is a lie to the truth.

It was true that Fao had given Uther the position of Grand Master, but if he did go over Terenus and ask Uther directly, the Lightbringer would not ignore the Archbishop's request.

But at what cost?

It was the Silver Hand and the kingdom of Lordavin and the Minahir family.

A formidable army that only listens to the command of the archbishop!

Terenus would not allow the Silver Hand to exist.

Carlos feared that the Cursed Sect would be harmful, and rightly so.

But Fao could not directly contribute to the demise of the Silver Hand just because of a disaster that had not yet occurred.

If the hand of silver is defeated by its own people, then who will turn the tide at that time.

This is the paradox of outcome justice and process justice.

So Alonsos. Fao can only help Carlos in other ways.

The two talked for a while, exchanging information with each other, and Carlos quietly left.

"You don't look good?"

Sora looked at Carlos, who was frowning, and knew that he was with Alonsos. The talks between Faou and Austria may not go well.

"Find a venue, let's have a discussion."

Carlos suddenly proposed.

"Well, that's what I've thought for a long time."

Sora happily agreed.

Then, after the initial tentative phase, Carlos dropped Sora to the ground with only two moves.

One move used brute force to swing Sora's weapon away, and the second move directly grabbed her arm and threw her back.

Until the vibration of contact with the earth disappeared from her brain, Sora didn't regain her taste.

What just happened?!

"You...... What have you been through all these years? ”

This is no longer the strength that normal humans can have, and Sora suddenly understands that she has underestimated the man in front of her.

"A bizarre dream."

Carlos said self-deprecatingly.

He understands that sometimes no one believes the truth.

"With such power, what are you still struggling with? Go back to Alterac, raise your arms and shout, those who don't follow will be wiped out, where do you need to be so entangled! ”

Sora suggested with some fanatical advice.

"It's not impossible, but it's the worst option."

"Why?"

Sora asked, puzzled.

"You think I'm strong, so I'm blindly obedient and credulous. But have you ever seen something really powerful? In front of Akmund, I had to flee for my life. The trust system established because of the worship of the strong is tattered in front of another strong man. Ten years, in your eyes, I have achieved my current strength in ten years, but what I have lost is trust. I don't know who to trust anymore. Got it, that's my dilemma right now. I have stood at the pinnacle of human power, ruling a country, with great prestige, and yet like a loner. ”

Carlos's somewhat performative speech was not a deception.

This is how he really feels.

Perhaps others will wonder what Carlos is pretending to be when he returns to Alterac or even goes to Lordaeron to find Tyrenus, he can get back everything he has lost?

But who understands Carlos's efforts for the perfection of "happiness for all".

The Cult of the Damned is like a poisonous snake hidden under a bedsheet, making it impossible to sleep.

If you want to break the game, you must get enough help outside of Alterac to counterattack.

And the perfect strategy for Alterac to regain his authority completely, Carlos is qualified to wrestle with the Burning Legion and the Elder God in the next frenzy.

The strong fart is fragrant, everything is right, and I feel that it is not right because you are too weak to see the scenery in the eyes of the strong.

At least that's what Sora thinks, so after being crushed by Carlos, she naturally thinks from Carlos's point of view.

So she proposed: "Then why don't you secretly gather the old ministry?" ”

"What old department?"

Carlos looked confused, I still have the old department?

"Of course it's your former subordinate, but you're the man who was the generalissimo of the Alliance."

"Those ordinary ......"

Carlos suddenly found himself in the wrong place of thinking.

yes, why limit your eyes to the hands of Alterac and Silver, or rather, to humans.

The danger of the Cursed Sect is the danger of the whole of Azeroth, and isn't it funny that a human being is carrying the edifice about to collapse?

Even if you lose ten years, everything you have done for the alliance will not be erased.

Myself, I really still have the old department!

Before the expedition to Draenor, wasn't it all his old ministry on the list of returning home.

Dwarves, elves, aren't they all allies.

"And you're getting one more thing wrong."

"What?"

"There's no shortage of paladins in Alterac."

"Huh?"

According to the information obtained before, his father made many concessions in the political confrontation with his old father-in-law, one of which was that the paladin training system in Alterac must be included in the hands of silver, and a second paladin warband is not allowed to appear within the alliance.

The materials and manpower needed to train a paladin, Carlos has a number in his heart, even if it is in wartime, entering the stage of peaceful farming, Alterac's national strength is simply not able to support a large number of paladin training.

"You don't think your father is an honest man."

"What do you mean?"

"Tulayan took command of the Alliance forces after your disappearance and went on another expedition to Draenor, when Alterac had two batches of graduated paladins who were hidden by Grand Duke Alex."

"Aha!"

Carlos made a slightly goofy voice in surprise.

Dear Daddy.