"Borrow, borrow, money, money...... Damn, what did Ares do when he returned to Lordaeron? Nothing was done! There's only one thing he does – keep borrowing! If he continues like this, he will empty our wallets and empty the entire treasury! How many people regarded him as a savior at the beginning, but now it seems that bullshit is not as good! ”

While the whole of Lordaeron and Dalaran were busy, the nobles and councillors of Lordaeron were privately complaining about the initiator of the movement, Ares. Mogrian. Now it seemed to them that Ares had become a tyrant through and through, a selfish and heartless fellow.

"That's right, he's a loser! I don't believe in how much benefit the Beiliu Port can bring to the country after it is completed. Also, this time he asked for conscription and bought fuel bombs from the goblins at a high price. In doing so, he has emptied Lordaeron's treasury and overdrawn the country's economic income for the next few years, if not a dozen years! ”

"Yes, this time he has gone so far as to cut off our trade with Quel'Thalas. Even the flotilla could not pass through the North Sea. Damn, what is he going to do? Hollowing out our assets, and cutting off our financial routes? What's the point of us staying here if this continues? ”

At Councillor Koster's home, a secret rally is underway. Everyone expressed their opinions, complaining about Ares, complaining about the Knights, complaining about the current situation. As the host of the rally, Coste controlled the tempo of the field very well. He had a plan, an evil plan, he was going to overthrow Ares' position, he was going to be the master of Lordaeron.

"But we don't have a choice, are we going back to Stormwind? In Stormwind, we are refugees. Here we still have at least a certain status and land. Although this position is all false, in fact all of us are under the control of Ares. ”

Noble Councillor Campbell said.

"It can't go on like this! We had to come up with a solution. ”

"Solution? There's no better solution! Ares had already thought at the beginning of the republic that we would serve as councillors and form his parliament. Yes, I'm not crazy, this is his parliament. Not our parliament. The council is just a front for him to do whatever he wants, Ares. Did you call the men of the Order against him? That's impossible! Those comrades-in-arms who shared life and death with him came out in a pair of pants. ”

Arguments and chatter.

At this moment, a deceitful voice sounded from it—"Let us send someone to assassinate him." ”

Calamos, an elderly aristocratic councilor, said.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence on the field. Deathly silence. Despite everyone's resentment towards Ares, no one thought of assassinating him and putting him to death...... It's unimaginable......

"Are you crazy? Karamos? ”

Campbell cocked up his fingers and made a shush motion. The hero of the assassination of Azeroth, the head of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and the savior of Silvermoon City. This was something that I couldn't even think of before. But today, someone brought it up.

"No, I'm not crazy. If we don't assassinate him, do we have a better way? As you said, the council is controlled by him, our wealth is shrinking, and Ares is a madman, a tyrant. Is it wrong to get rid of tyrants? It's you who are too cowardly. Don't dare to do it, don't even dare to think about it. ”

Karamos said, standing up. His eyes flashed with red blood. No one noticed the change in his face, only to think of him as an indignant little noble lord.

"What about your opinion? Koster? ”

At this point, Campbell looked at Coster, the owner of the mansion.

"Maybe what he said would work."

Under the gaze of everyone, Koster said calmly. For such a big thing, he didn't seem to have a trace of nervousness and heartbeat. No one noticed the subtle decay underneath his dark skin.

"Feasible? I don't think so. Lordaeron was full of his men, and wherever he went, the guards followed, and the two annoying elves. No Assassin had the skills to assassinate the guards and the two elves, and finally kill Ares. You know, Windranger is known for his sharpness and agility. The Assassins were unable to get close to him. ”

Campbell said as calmly and sensibly as he could.

"Yes, yes. Not so much not in Lordaeron, and even less so here. But if Ares leaves Lordaeron. Without the protection of the Knights of the Silver Hand, he alone and the Windranger may not be unbreakable. ”

Koster said. His gaze glanced at every member of parliament present who had participated in today's private meeting. By looking at them, Koster could tell the fear and uneasiness in their hearts.

"Let that tyrant leave Lordaeron? Don't think too much about it, there's no way he's leaving. His army, his men, all his work is here, Lordaeron, he can't leave. ”

Another MP sat in his seat and said in a loud voice.

"I've heard that the recruitment process is not going very well. Many local lords were reluctant to send more troops to Lordaeron. They don't have many troops of their own, and if a natural disaster breaks out, many people want to have more troops under their command to defend their territory and protect themselves. Everyone is at risk, and no one wants to send their permanent troops to Lordaeron. Among them, Bartona, the lord of Nanhai Town, has the strongest opposition. Because Nanhai Town was the richest, he needed more troops to protect the city. ”

Without glancing at the councillor, Koster continued—

"Also, I heard that Bartona was also against Ares and his authoritarian and domineering style. Moreover, many believe that Ares's gathering of forces this time is actually to weaken the local power and consolidate his position and power. Baltona opposed him, and many local lords opposed him. This is an opportunity, friends. ”

Koster's words made the hearts of every councillor present beat faster, they were planning a war, a civil war! Obviously, the owner of this place, the great nobleman Koster, has already thought of the initial plan in his mind.

"Say, what do you want to do?"

The young nobleman, Calamos, stood up and asked. Coster could be seen nodding slightly at him. This party was originally planned by them. Calamos was nothing more than his trust.

It's a theatrical performance.

"We got in touch with Baltona and told him the attitude of the council to stand his ground and not to send the army to Lordaeron. In this way, the conflict between him and Ares will be exacerbated. This time, the troops of Nanhai Town are the main ones. In addition to the main city of Lordaeron, the town of Southsea has the largest population in the whole of Lordaeron. If Baltona refuses to send troops, then the lords of other places will respond. Ares would never allow this to happen. So, he will send the Knights to accountability. When the Knights couldn't solve the problem, he would go on his own. That's when we can do it. ”

Koster said with a colorful voice. Like a conspirator, he showed the crowd the perfect execution of a mutiny.

"And what if Ares doesn't leave the city?"

Some lawmakers were still uneasy about such a plan and stood up to ask questions.

"Don't worry, he'll be out of town."

Coster replied in an eerie voice. His bone-like fingers clenched slightly, forming a fist......