Asking for help from the Alliance?

I'm afraid that today's alliance is not having a good time, right? Locke speculated to himself.

In his impression, the current alliance is not the alliance of the future, and Locke remembers that the current alliance is the most loose, and there is a danger of dissolution if he is not careful.

Varian Wrynn, the king of Stormwind, is now drunk and asleep in Stormwind Fortress every day.

The government was controlled by Countess Catlana Presto. This so-called countess is none other than the daughter of the guardian dragon, the king of the black dragons, and the daughter of Deathwing, Nesario.

Black Dragon Princess Onexia.

It is precisely because of the bewitchment of this black dragon princess that a series of diplomatic crises have occurred in the alliance, and there is constant friction between countries within the alliance.

In the Kingdom of Stormwind, the Council of Nobles made a series of foolish decisions because of her demagoguery, which led to the Masons' Guild defecting from Stormwind and fleeing to the western granary southwest of the royal city, where they became the infamous Brotherhood of Defia. The original western granary of the Stormwind Kingdom has been turned into the Western Wilderness. The tranquil woodland of Alwyn Forest is also infiltrated by the Brotherhood of Defia; Kidnappings, assassinations, and extortion are happening in this peaceful land. The garrison of Red Ridge Mountain has been attacked by the orcs of Black Rock Mountain, but it has not received the support of the kingdom, and Red Ridge Mountain was once in danger.

A series of military campaigns were launched in Danmoro, Lokmodan, Wetlands, and the Black Iron Dwarves with the intention of retaking Ironforge. King Magni Copperbeard of Ironforge once appealed to the Alliance for help, but was rejected by the Council of Nobles headed by the Countess, much to the displeasure of the faithful allies of humanity.

In Nomorigen, the capital of the gnomes, a terrible plague has occurred. These poor men now live in the city of Ironforge, their cousin, the dwarves.

As for the other human kingdoms... On the other side of Soladin's Wall, the Tolbain family is now the same as Southsea Town, and it is said that Riptide City, the capital of Riptide Castle, was attacked by the Syndicate and a group of ogres, and they were forced to take refuge in a valley. In this way, he planned to retake the capital.

Gilneth has long since quit the League, and now that they're cowering behind the Wall of Greymane, it's likely that a werewolf hunt is going on.

Dalaran is borrowing money and things from everywhere to rebuild the Wizarding City.

Kurtilas broke away from the Union... The country has not yet been completely opened.

None of these countries in the alliance have time to care about the others. They also wish someone else would help them.

Thinking of this, Locke was also a little helpless.

The last time the leader of the Syndicate, Aiden Pernord, took his horse to look for him, he didn't realize that they had the idea of coming out of Alterrank, after all, it was the land of their Alterac nobles. He also thought that Pernord would wrestle with the Forsaken led by Sylvanas in the Alterac Mountains.

Within a few months, they were not only driven out of the mountains, but also the ogres with them.

It's just that they came out, and the person who ended up hurting was themselves.

Locke smacked his lips secretly, he drove Sylvanas to the Alterac Mountains, on the one hand, for the needs of development, on the other hand, he wanted them to fight each other non-stop, and finally go to reap the benefits of the fisherman, who thought that now it would be a one-sided ending.

Now that Sylvanas has the Alterac Mountains to himself, that's not good news.

That location is too important...

It's really... Locke sighed helplessly in his heart, maybe this is the history that has changed.

Baron Tyrosus finally left Locke's office sullenly, knowing that there was nothing he could do here. The news I got from Locke was mostly bad news, and there was nothing to cheer people up.

Maybe he's fit to be king of Lordaeron? Does he have what it takes to quell Lordaeron's endless thorny problems?

Tyrosus tried to think so, he tried to put himself in Locke's shoes and think about the problem he was facing. But he soon discovers to his dismay that he can't think of a reason why Locke is not king.

The time and place are right, what else is stopping him? The question now is whether he wants to be this king.

When Tyrosus took Locke's position and pondered Lordaeron's situation, he was depressed. The Chapel of Light's Wish that he controlled, as well as the Hand of Tyr in Abidis, and even the Valley of the Hearth, beyond the Fortress of the Dead, were all pawns in Locke's hands.

Through his steady stream of support, he has been able to nail down the undead wreaking havoc in the Eastern Lordaeron region. Preventing them from stepping over the undead barrier leads to a situation.

His territory will get better and better, and the Resistance outside the Undead Fortress will only rely on him more. And in the end, even the soldiers will become his vassals without blood....

Baron Tyrosos' brow furrowed deeply, he couldn't think of a solution.

Can you not accept food from Locke's aid? What does not accept your army eat? Besides, the Chapel of Light's Wish and the Hand of Tyr are already on the front lines of the battle against the undead Scourge, and you will have to fight the Scourge to the end if you don't accept his food.

It's an endless loop, and the geography dictates that he's always the biggest winner!

"Alas," Tyrossos shook his head helplessly, "may the Light guide us. ”

Unlike Tyrosos' tangle, in Locke's office, the elf girl Norris is sitting in Locke's place. She held her chin in her hands and looked at Locke, who was looking at the map of the new Hillsbrad Hills on the wall.

"Did Tairossos tell you not to be the king of this kingdom?" Locke didn't answer the elf's question, he looked at the map with his hands behind his back.

"Hmph, I know if you don't say it." Norris sneered and sat back in her chair, she pulled out a small pair of scissors to trim her nails, "Tairosos is a stubborn person, a person who follows the rules. He really doesn't want to see someone like you who breaks the rules, although he admires you. ”

"But it's too late." Norris blows her nails, and she said to herself, "I think he understands by this time that you are already in a passive position." ”

"Have you caught anyone from the Cursed Sect lately?" Locke asked coldly.

"There are so many people in prison, I think there should be." Norris spread her hands, "These dark scum willpower has always been tenacious, and it will take some time to knock their mouths open. ”

"Oh? Is it? Locke turned his head to look at her with a smile, "Don't tell me that you don't know how to use other unconventional methods of interrogation?" ”

Norris put down the small scissors in her hand, and she rolled her eyes helplessly at Locke, "Do you think this group of people is afraid of death?" No, they yearn to die and return to eternity. Even part of their souls is imprisoned, just to prevent leaks. ”

"Oh? Is it? That's pretty bad. Locke smiled and sat down on the edge of the chair across from her, "Keep an eye on them, the recent series of attacks outside the fortress are clearly trying something." I suspect the Scourge is planning a massive attack. ”

"Of course," Norris said, trying to remove Locke's hands from under the table caressing her thighs. It's just that he was firmly restrained. She could only raise her head and glare at him fiercely.

This is naturally nothing for Locke.

Enjoying the silky smoothness of his hands, Locke continued to ask, "How's the plan going on over there in Hearthvale?" Did Tyran do what we expected? ”

"Yes," Norris said uncomfortably, her face flushed and glaring at Locke, who gave up.

"That's good, I guess the demon will soon be unable to stand this pawn that is about to get out of his control." Locke sniffed the fragrance of the girl in his hand and sneered rarely, "I've been dormant long enough in his shadow. ”

"Use Tyran as bait. Don't you feel uneasy about doing this? Noris's voice came from the side. This inopportune remark made all of Locke's movements stop, and he stared at the empty office with a blank face and was silent.

"Sacrifice is inevitable," Locke grinned at Nollis reluctantly, "I'm in a position that prevents me from being as indecisive as I used to be." The same is true of my mission..."

Looking at Locke's wryly smiling face, Norris took the initiative to take his hands. She placed Locke's hands on her heart, letting him feel his powerful heartbeat.

"Do you feel it? It's beating for you. Norris looked at Locke with a smile, "No matter what you become, in my heart, you will always be the one I first saw him." ”

"The one I like!"

The elf's love is really hot and loyal, but it's a pity that this man is a scumbag.

Locke took Norris in his arms, feeling the warm tranquility. After a long time, Locke lowered his head and said in the long ear of the elf girl,

"Will you stay here tonight?"

However, to Locke's surprise, his routine inquiry turned out to be an unexpected answer!

The elf girl's face turned red, but she didn't stand up directly to show her refusal as before! Instead, she stabbed Locke hard into his arms!!

Locke's calm heart instantly beat violently.....

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It was late at night, and the streets and alleys of Hearthdale were full of civilians who had taken refuge, and groups of patrolling soldiers were walking listlessly.

Their future seems to see no light, and everything is as dark as this sky.

"Laurent, do you still have anything to eat? Bring me some. "In a group of patrolling soldiers, someone asked his comrades behind him.

"Oh, damn it. Do you really think I don't need to eat?! The skinny soldier who was questioned said angrily, "The wheat cake is what I usually have saved, not that I have any way to get food!" Do you understand?! ”

"Not at all?" The soldier who initially inquired looked at the soldier named Laurent expectantly.

"Alas, Polle," Laurent sighed helplessly, "didn't you hear what I said?" I can't grow wheat, and I can't get them ripe. ”

"Alright then—" Laurent's burly body shook and turned around in frustration. However, when he turned his head, the marching procession was stopped by the captain, Sergeant Carl.

Sergeant Karl apparently overheard the conversation between the two of them, and strode over to the submissive Laurent, who dodged and said, "Captain. I didn't mean to undermine our discipline... I'm just, so hungry..."

Sergeant Karl looked at him with a blank expression, and then he looked at the other soldiers around him, all of them looking at him seriously and secretly.

Carl reached for his chest and pulled out a pocket from there. The soldiers all craned their heads and watched the captain's movements.

A large piece of whole wheat cake was taken out of the bag.

"Divide up, hurry up, don't let the supervising prosecutors see it."

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