Chapter 390: The Story Behind Sindolei (Part I)
"Oh! Damn it! Landra tugged at her hair in pain, "I swear! I'll definitely roast him on the fire with a big fireball!! ”
"The letter says that it is imperative that you arrive at Baron Sutherier's estate this evening, for if you do not go, the banquet will not be held on time."
"He must be crazy!" Somewhat helplessly, Landra grabbed the moon plum juice on the table and drank it down.
"Master, I don't know if Baron Sutheril is crazy or not, but I know if you don't. I think all the nobles, mages, and bigwigs in the neighborhood will have an opinion on you. If you have an opinion, then the Magister Council may deduct something from your research materials at the end of the year. There will be a shortage of Adamantite, Mithril, Thorium, etc., that you need..."
"Stop! I know! Landra shook his head to stop Carter's chatter, "Let me think about it." ”
"Good master, you have two hours to decide how to reply to this matter. After two hours, I'll follow the default reply and tell them your answer. ”
Hearing Carter say this, Landra looked up at the door, she opened her mouth several times to speak, but finally endured it, and then the whole person screamed and collapsed on the couch.
"Did something happen?" Norris looked at her with concern, and the way her sister showed made her very curious.
Landra didn't say a word for a long time, and it was obvious that it was difficult to talk about it.
No matter how embarrassed Landra was, Locke was wondering what the trip would accomplish.
As things stand, he wanted Lothima to allow himself to take Quel'Thalas. Recruiting some good Elven Ranger is probably unrealistic.
First of all, they are a little too busy to take care of themselves. This is far more serious than the history I know.
So, what should be considered now is how to make the blood elf race not turn away from the alliance and join the tribe before Kael'thas completely betrays them. You must know that the tribes that are now far away in the Kalimdor continent, under the leadership of the orc leader Thrall, can be described as a thousand miles in a day.
Speaking of the tribe, Locke's heart was a little happy and a little worried.
In the game, he is a double agent. Among them, the tribe plays the most, and his first account is the tribe's. It can be said that his feelings for the tribe are much deeper than those of human beings.
But he crossed over to become a human being.
Since he is a human being, he doesn't care how much he likes the group of people in the tribe, those leaders. You can't sit crooked, for nothing else, because you're human.
But because of this, Locke, who thinks from the perspective of human beings, is really secretly worried about the future development of the tribe. Without him, the tribe that can suppress the alliance is too powerful.
Now in the land of Kalimdor, large swaths of barren land have been overrun by orcs.
The indigenous races of the land, such as the boar people, harpy, centaurs, etc., were no match for the militants.
The orcs are trying to survive there, and they are there to mend the aftermath of the wars of the previous wars. It won't be long before the huge tribe that can compete with the allied humans in the game will return.
And as far as the goblins know, the peace-loving Mogaore Minotaurs have long joined the camp of the Horde. If it weren't for the Minotaur pressure from the Terror Totem, the Minotaur leader of Mogore, Kane Bloodhoof, would not have joined the tribe so quickly, after extending an olive branch to Thrall, the great chief of the tribe.
This is not to mention one of the Darkspear Trolls that the Orcs rescued at sea when they crossed the sea and left the continent of Lordaeron. The orcs probably didn't think that the trolls led by Woking, whom they rescued from the amphibian fishmen, would later become the orcs' powerful left and right arms.
Now the trolls are also loyal to the Horde, submitting to the tribe's Grand Chieftain Sal.
There are only two pieces of the tribe's puzzle that have not been filled up so far, one is the Forsaken who are surrounded by themselves in the Undercity. One is the elf of Quel'Thalas, where he is now.
The current Undercity, under the leadership of the Queen, has begun to consciously avoid the defenses of the humans of the Tirisfal Woodlands. The message from the agents also made it clear that the Forsaken had entered the Alterac Mountains...
This, in fact, is deliberately avoided by myself.
Locke couldn't tell whether his actions were right or wrong. He is well versed in the history of the future and understands a truth. With the strength of the alliance alone, it is impossible to defeat those powerful enemies that follow. These are inseparable from the tribe's containment. And if the dark queen in the dark city is really controlled in the city, I am afraid that the dark queen will already fight to the end with herself.
This doesn't fit the line in his heart, just for the sake of Lordaeron's former royal city? For the sake of that ruined royal capital, to destroy the current good situation in Lordaeron? Pay for one's whistle.
This is also the reason why he has always disapproved of attacking the Undercity, forcing Sylvanas to rush it, and there is no benefit at all. Of course, if he had the chance, Locke would also like to take down the Undercity. And he is exactly waiting for this opportunity, this opportunity will take a while, he has time.
Surging Sylvanas, the Queen of Darkness, in the Undercity would only weaken the Horde. And those who have weakened the tribe and lost it will need the humans to use their own blood to rise to it. In the same way, the Lordaerons could not afford to suffer such a senseless sacrifice.
So why not let the Forsaken put their hatred on Arthas and the Burning Legion? Locke can be sure that Sylvanas has lived in resentment all his life.
After all, the phrase 'where is the joy under the curse' had been ringing in Locke's ears for many years. If there was a chance to fight the Lich King, Sylvanas would never give up.
So, stay on the Undercity's side and go with Sylvanas. In the Alterac Mountains, the remnants of the former Alterac kingdom will make trouble for Sylvanas on their behalf.
Back to the elves of Quel'Thalas.
In Locke's mind, for the tribe, whether there are elves or not actually doesn't mean much. Throughout the history of Warcraft, elves have been playing soy sauce most of the time. Maybe it's because none of their allies, orcs, undead, minotaurs, or trolls, have anything to do with elegance and cleanliness.
After all, man-eating trolls, stenching and sinister undead, tyrannical and crude orcs, in Locke's mind, have a general elf of cleanliness, how can they endure those crude behaviors?
Humans, by contrast, are the best allies. Although humans are greedy, they don't eat people after all, right?
Of course, the above is just Locke's own complaints, in fact, the main reason is that the elves of Quel'Thalas are coerced by Sylvanas in the reason for joining the tribe.