"It's been underestimated, it's been completely underestimated."

Carlos poured himself an aged cellar Thunder Ale and smiled disdainfully as he watched the small sparks flicker between the amber liquor.

The old town of Ironforge has been abandoned by the Copperbeard Dwarves for various reasons, but apart from most of the dilapidated houses and ruins, there are still some magnificent dwarven buildings that can be used by Carlos.

The common denominator of these buildings is that they are large.

Carlos thinks that this is the Titan worship in the bones of the dwarves, and the dwarves of one by one are five meters high from the ground, so why bother......

But that's fine, at least to keep spies and assassins out of prying eyes.

Magni. Copperbeard is a peaceful and upright elder, but he is definitely not stupid, and the undercurrents within the alliance are surging even if they are not real.

So when Carlos offered to close his doors, the king of Ironforge chose a place like the Old Town for the heroes of the Alliance.

Carlos, who finally calmed down, enjoyed the fragrant wine and food rarely, slept on the soft couch, and carefully sorted out his thoughts.

Gradually, I figured it out.

Time, the key is time.

Carlos once knew the history of the war for an extra year.

In a sense, the sacrifices and costs paid by the current alliance are even greater than the alliance that once was. All the efforts made by Carlos have grabbed time, but at what cost? Greater loss of manpower and material resources.

People are still those people, orcs are still those orcs, victory does not fall from the sky.

The only difference is probably that the battle, which entered garbage time a year early, allowed more of the main battle faction to survive.

This is probably what the nobles of Lordaeron feared.

Those who have the courage to face the orcs, and those who have the courage to go to war are on the front lines, south of the Palatine Bay. Orcs are not terrible, terrible, but such terrible orcs have also failed, defeated at the hands of this alliance. Such simple logic, is Carlos terrible, who controls this alliance army?

How did Soladin the Great stabilize the Arathso Empire, didn't he rely on trolls!

Mankind, who is good at summarizing historical experience, suddenly discovers how similar the situation in front of us is 600 years ago.

With the support of the people, and an army that Lordaeron of the North cannot match, it seems that if Carlos wants to, a new human empire is about to emerge again.

Carlos in particular also possessed for Anduin. The righteousness of Lothar's revenge.

But is this really what Carlos wants?

It's so sweet, the politicians in Lordaeron are being naïve.

When the Arathi Plateau could no longer support the citizens of Fort Riptide, Lordaeron in the north became the new frontier and the Arathus Empire fell apart.

Is it a good opportunity to reunite the whole of human society?

There may be a chance, but the timing is definitely not good.

The entire Lordaeron region is still in full swing, the kingdoms are thriving, and even if Carlos rebuilds the empire, what will he use to fill the hearts of those endless desires.

Such a specious empire, don't do it.

Inexplicably, Carlos remembered Queen Aishara bathing in the maelstrompool.

Heaven and earth are as big as the heart.

The elven queen Azhara before she was conquered by Sargeras was simply a model of kings, and the light in the light was a true portrayal of her, brilliant and splendid.

Similarly, after Carlos gained power, his way of thinking was no longer simply power, profit, life and death.

No one will believe it when it comes out, but Carlos has always wanted to be a good person.

From birth, people will always make mistakes and do bad things.

What's the bad thing? Criteria vary from person to person.

But there is one thing in common, and that is that all bad things make the perpetrators feel remorseful.

There is no defect in morality, and there are no regrets in life. When Carlos found out that he was alive again, he had the opportunity to become such a person, and he could no longer escape the curse of doing so.

It is true that doing good deeds makes people happy. I don't owe anyone anything, I don't owe anyone anything sorry for, I'm good for the world, I'm a worthy person.

The sensory stimulation brought by such a spiritual pursuit is far stronger than any functional stimulation of the Ten Night Princesses, and it is not comparable to power and wealth.

Think about it, when Qiu Qianzhang, who was floating on the water with iron palms, asked everyone if any of you had not done bad things and killed innocent people in vain, Hong Qigong stood up and said I didn't, the scenery was simply picturesque.

Only the weak can do bad things to survive, and the strong only do good deeds and change the world with their hearts!

I don't believe you think about it in a different way, the chief of the Burning Legion, Sargeras, is actually a good person who has been practicing his justice. When he was on the side of order, he spared no effort to fight Chaos, and after comprehending the will of the void, he did it thoroughly.

A pure Titan, a deity who has always been noble in a sense.

Carlos thought about it, and his mind suddenly drifted a little.

I'm afraid I'm not going further and further down the road of fighting for the first person in Azeroth, right?

The secret letter of the old father-in-law, Terenus, Carlos didn't take it seriously.

There is still a difference between politicians and politicians, politicians who do everything for the chair under their buttocks, and politicians who can eat SHI for their own ideas.

Terenus was a man of ideas, but his ass was welded to the throne of Lordaeron, so it was difficult to speculate on his father-in-law's methods, but it was very easy to figure out his starting point.

Unite with the outside world, fight but not break, the wisdom of mortals, the competition is a better life.

It's an absurdist drama in which Carlos wants more power, but not for the enjoyment of life, but for a more far-reaching pursuit.

But he can't say this to others, he can't mention it, the road to power is Carlos's tool, power is one of his weapons, and there are those who oppose him and there are iron fans who support him.

Privately, the title of High King has been secretly circulating.

The difficult choice back then finally had a positive effect.

How could the league's greatest hero, the Knight King of Alterac, be a monarch killer?

Carlos worked so hard to tie himself to political correctness.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Next, it is for the greater good of oneself, for society to develop, for humanity to progress, we need a leader.

Carlos didn't want to waste his hard-earned time in the illusory glory of the Emperor, so he was already planning to compromise with the bosses of Lordaeron.

But you can't compromise so easily, and that will be underestimated.

However, you can't be too high-profile, and you can't have hopes for your opponent's IQ.

The game of chess is now played by a group of blind people.

So, Carlos thought twice, and asked his old father-in-law's envoy to bring back a tablecloth with two words that Carlos had written casually in red wine.

Love and family.