Chapter 418: Relatives are different, love is boundless
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While most people were still skeptical of Carlos' doomsday prophecy, thinking that the king of Alterac was talking nonsense about heat stroke, the mages were basically already working at full capacity,.γ
Medivan's dying blow is both a curse and a blessing, and Khadgar is blessed with unparalleled mystical wisdom while keeping the symptoms of aging from the trouble.
But Carlos's magical communication made this old boy resolutely go to the Burning Plains through a portal to the forefront of saving the world, despite his physical pain.
What kind of fearlessness is this, and what a selfless dedication this is.
Except that stepping out of the portal is a dog-eating gesture, which is a bit ugly......
"Khadgar, are you alright, I just need your wisdom and advice, not ...... Well, ah, that...... I should respect the old and love the young. β
Carlos really didn't know what words to use to describe the state of affairs in front of him, and while he was concerned, he felt that he had said the wrong thing.
Thankfully, Khadgar didn't care.
Having some difficulty recovering from a frustrated bent forward state, Khadgar's already aging face became more and more pale, and his weakness was exposed by having to hold the staff in both hands at the same time to maintain his balance.
"It's okay, don't care. Carlos, I'm actually not as weak as I seem. The development of potions has paid off, and my condition is basically under control. Now this state is just a side effect of the test potion, so let me rest for a while. β
Khadgar was particularly weak in explaining, and Carlos hurriedly helped him to the side of the camp bed. Ignoring Khadgar's protests, Carlos directly pressed him down on the bed and thoughtfully put on a thin blanket.
Khadgar glared at Carlos.
"So your current state is not your real state, to put it simply, you are taking the wrong medicine?"
In the face of Carlos's inquiry, Khadgar instantly turned off the fire.
"Yes. Potions is an esoteric science, and even if I have made a small achievement in teleportation spells and fusion summoning, I'm just getting started with Potions. You know, there is an ancient proverb that says this, which probably means that a wise doctor never treats himself. So ......"
"You're taking the wrong medicine."
"Hey, I must state that I discovered a brand new herb that I named Khadgar's Beard!"
"You don't have a beard."
"I'm trying to heal the damage Guardian Medivan has done to me, do you know who Medivan is? Do you know how powerful the Guardians are, I ......"
"You're taking the wrong medicine."
"Carlos! I'm dying, I'm trying to help you! β
Seeing Khadgar's angry appearance, Carlos was relieved, it seemed that the little brother could not die.
"Alright, okay, that's the end of the joke. Do you know the general situation? β
"Well, who's that? I forgot the name, you all called him Fang Brick, well, that's him, he told me the general situation. To tell you the truth, if anyone else had told me that the world was about to end, I wouldn't have believed it. But what you say, I believe. β
Khadgar rested for a while, feeling a lot more comfortable, and his face was a little rosy again.
"Thank you for your trust, and then a little bit must be corrected. Our world is not so fragile, and a Fire Demon King can't destroy our world. But we, humanity, lost, or the alliance failed. β
"Huh?"
Khadgar lifted his ass slightly, leaning himself up a little more so that he could lie down more comfortably.
"The Holy Light has given me a warning that the Lord of the Fire Demon has been awakened by an unexpected vibration, and within five days at most, the surroundings of the Black Stone Mountain will be reduced to a sea of fire. It's not the kind of modifier that the house is burning, it's a sea of flames. β
Carlos's rhetoric is becoming more and more numb, telling the truth and fooling people is not against the rules of the Paladin at all, and there is no psychological burden at all.
"Are you sure? I've had prophetic dreams and stuff too. The more powerful the person, the more difficult it is to dream, so the dreams of the strong are generally closely related to the real world. But the prophetic dream that knows the time accurately...... This. β
Khadgar was worthy of being born in Dalaran's Banko, and suddenly discovered a blind spot and had doubts.
"The Light is omnipotent."
Carlos has a universal excuse.
"All right, praise the Light, you go on."
Khadgar no longer dwells on this unmagical prophetic dream.
"The Fire Demon King is powerful, but he is not invincible. The only problem is time. We don't have time, four and a half days at most, and disaster is imminent. We don't have time to prepare. β
"Didn't you try to convince Marshal Lothar to withdraw to Ironforge or contact the Guardian Dragon?"
Khadgar was curious that he could think of a solution, how could Carlos not think of it.
So Carlos briefly told about the dragonlords' group fights and the considerations within the alliance.
"Politics, it's so dirty."
Khadgar is younger than Carlos, and although his experience with Lothar has given him more or less insight into politics and what it means to be a politician, his status as an advisor allows him to speak freely, but he does not have the understanding of the weight of the burden and determination. In the face of the life and death of more than 100,000 people and the rise and fall of the alliance, Khadgar was entangled and confused.
"It is simply impossible for the Coalition to organize a second crusade to the south. If this accident disrupts the plan, then what awaits us will only be a regrouped orc army, and only an even more terrifying tribe. β
Carlos tells the most real future in cold language.
"Yes, human solidarity is simply as funny as a bitch's festival. What's even scarier is that the joke itself isn't funny. The army of this alliance is the strongest in recorded human history, and even the army that Soladin the Great defeated the trolls cannot match the current alliance. If we don't defeat the tribes and defeat the orcs in one fell swoop, to our children's generation...... I can't imagine. β
Khadgar sat up, lost in his own thoughts, and kept deducing the terrible future, startling himself in a cold sweat.
Carlos's malice came and went quickly, and when Khadgar looked up and asked, Carlos was the perfect paladin with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor.
"Did the Light tell you what to do?"
Carlos thought about it, but still didn't know how to hide the deal he had with the water elemental of Haidashir.
"How much do you know about the war between the elemental lords?"
"I was in the library in Karazhan and saw a little bit. Dog's blood is like vulgarity. β
"Hope is in this vulgarity."
Carlos slowly diverted from his fornication with the water element, and used the Spring and Autumn brushwork to tell the part of Wei Guangzheng.
"So you hooked up with a water elemental duke? That's awesome! We don't need to fan the flames, they will fight themselves. Carlos, you're such a genius! β
Don't you want to be so sharp!
After Khadgar listened to Carlos's initial plan, his whole person instantly became energetic.
"But...... We've found the power to curb the Fire Demon King, what should we do? β
The solution of one problem is often the beginning of another.
"Step by step, the bricks reminded me that there was an Altar of Storm near here, enough to summon the Hydashir Water Elemental to our world. Now you help me with this first. We need to talk to the leaders of the water elemental in Hidashir to solve the following problems. β
With that, Carlos handed over the water elemental crystallization to Khadgar.
As a result, Khadgar became busy, and that night his condition worsened again and he was bedridden.
"Khadgar, my boy, you should be recuperating with a feast of beach wine and cod, rather than suffering in this damn furnace."
Lothar stroked Khadgar's forehead in a contact, trying to smooth out his wrinkles.
From the outside, Lothar is a sturdy middle-aged man, while Khadgar is a white-haired old man in his sixties, so such a warm scene seems very strange.
But it was this weirdness that made Lothar feel even more sorry for Khadgar.
He's just a kid!
My old friend Medivan, do you know what you have done?
"Sir, I'm fine, it's just that my magic is overdrawn."
Khadgar clumsily tries to explain, but is stopped by Lothar.
"Is what Carlos said true?"
"I'm afraid it's true, I think. Carlos was a very powerful paladin, and it was almost a matter of course that the Light would give him guidance. β
"You know what, if he wasn't the king of Alterac, I'd have him caged up."
"I know, so I have to be here."
"What then? Do I need to command the retreat of the large army? β
Lothar's trust weighed on Khadgar like a heavy mountain, and he felt like he couldn't breathe anymore.
It turns out that making a decision is so hard.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know."
"Well, get some rest."
Lothar covered Kadega with a blanket and turned to leave.
Heading straight to Carlos' quarters, Lothar motioned for all of his followers to leave, Carlos gave him a wink, and the guards retreated and the two of them were the only ones left in the tent.
"How much time we have left."
Lothar asked directly.
"Depends on how the plan goes."
Carlos replied by rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"What's the plan?"
Lothar's expression was strange, and she didn't know if it was serious or embarrassed.
"I've heard the saying that a crisis is a turning point. I agree. Although the time is rushed, the initiative is still on our side. β
"Huh?"
"It's me who was too impulsive during the day today, and I'm carried away by terrible prophecies. After meeting Khadgar and talking to him, calm down and think about it, the situation is far from that bad. β
"What do you mean?"
"We have an absolute superiority in information. The tribe didn't know, the two families of Blackstone Mountain didn't know, and even the fire elemental itself didn't know. β
"Can you elaborate on that?"
The more Lothar listened, the more confused she became.
"The Light has given me guidance. Give me, guidance. β
After Carlos broke the sentence, Lothar understood.
"You mean this information is only known to you?"
"So we can take advantage of the asymmetry of information, and at worst, we can also make the orcs die in the fire, right?"
Carlos's smiling rhetorical question gave Lothar a new idea.
That's right, it's a crisis, it's also a turning point, even if a disaster really happens, as long as the Alliance's losses are smaller than the Horde's, it's a great victory.
"I'm sorry, Carlos, you know me ......"
"Please don't apologize, Sir, you just did what you had to do, and if I were the Commander-in-Chief of the Alliance, I would be like you. If it weren't for the fact that time was so short......"
Lothar didn't say anything more, just stepped forward and hugged Carlos, slapped him twice on the back, then let go and turned away.
That night, a team of two hundred mages endured great drowsiness, and accompanied by ten times as many escorts, traveled through nine orc camps to reach the Storm Altar before dawn.
"It's spectacular, little brick, don't you say?"
"Sora, I respect you as a grandmother, don't worry about you, don't be ashamed."
"Whoever wants to be your elder, I will be your master sooner or later."
"Come on, don't take advantage of words, hurry up and get to work, we're running out of time."
"Ah~~~ I'm so unmotivated, what do you want to do with a group of apprentices, it's really boring, I need to add Carlos elements."
Fang Brick was speechless for a while, but suddenly remembered something.
"The eldest young master will come, and he's coming with Khadgar, go through the portal, and swish. If you find out you're lazy......"
"Well, ah, that makes sense. Get to work, little ones! β
The Altar of Storms was built by the orcs to summon the Burning Legion's boss into Azeroth, and it would be a tragedy for humans to use it simply. But Sora. As a veteran bastard who once infiltrated the Royal Mage Tower in Silvermoon City, the Star Breaker was no stranger to rune stones, and transforming the Storm Altar was a big hassle for her.
But troublesome things are just troublesome things, and they are not impossible to do.
Two hundred mages is definitely a lot of money that the current alliance can come up with, and even includes four High Elf mages affiliated with Quel'Thalas.
Originally, the elven mages were named Sora. The Star Breaker is a political prisoner exiled from Silvermoon City and refuses to follow orders.
So Sora. The Star Breaker used the Order: Shock, reminding them that not only did they have the title of Magister, but they had also been promoted to Ranger Lord.
The man with the big fist always speaks, even if he is reluctant, and the renovation work first pays off at noon the next day.
"The Astral Dust is not enough, the powerful Arcane Essence is at least half the difference, where are the Demonic Light Fragments, and where are the Demonic Ser Silver Ingots? Let's do something, what do you want, and you still want to renovate this altar? Do you know the four ways to elaborate on the structure of space? β
Sora was throwing a tantrum when a spatial fluctuation calmed her down.
A moment later, Khadgar and Carlos appeared together, and on the other side of the portal, they could see the view of Dalaran.
"I can't do this job, I don't want anything, I can't do it, I want to kiss and hug ......"
Sora was stunned, Carlos literally hugged her.
"It's hard work, but get it done before sunset, you'll have what you want."
Carlos let go of his embrace and looked at the tall stone carvings of the Storm Altar.
And Sora, after being stunned for a moment, suddenly came to her senses.
"It's all moving, it's moving, the leadership inspection work is still not performing, do you want to get mixed up in the alliance?"
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