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"So, you're going to take this opportunity to completely eliminate Lordaeron's undead scourge?"

After a brief pleasantry, Mograine quickly briefed Carl on the Silver Hand's actions.

Hearing Carl's question, Mograini nodded affirmatively.

"Of course, the plague has been suppressed for the time being, but the undead plague is still raging in our land, and the old king is dead, Al...... Even Her Royal Highness the Princess is nowhere to be found. We were able to gather these armies thanks to the prestige of the Silver Hand. But it's not a long-term solution......"

The Great Lord didn't finish his sentence, but everyone in the room understood what he meant. Once a kingdom does not have a clear heir, it will not only cause chaos in the civil affairs of the army, but also cause countless careerists and opponents to covet it.

Karl frowned and stared at Mograini, only to keep his gaze as calm as ever, and then Karl withdrew his gaze and smiled softly.

"The Silver Hand is the most powerful military force in Lordaeron today, and I think that if the royals can get your support, they will not have a problem ascending to the throne."

Mograini smiled bitterly: "In fact, apart from Her Royal Highness Princess Kalia, there is no other suitable candidate. Seidan and Ethan and I will be on Her Highness's side, provided that we get her back safely as soon as possible. ”

"......" Carl calmly knocked on the table, "You have already dug a pit and are waiting for me to send it to the door, right?!" ”

Mograini smiled wryly.

"I can help you get Princess Kalia back, but you must promise me one thing - after the threat of Lordaeron is removed, I need the Knights of the Silver Hand to go to Northrend to destroy the Lich King!"

"I can agree to this request on behalf of the Legion, and it was part of our plan. The Lich King has slain our King and destroyed countless lives, and the Light of Justice will not spare him. ”

"Alright, don't talk about these scenes, there's no one else here!" Karl rolled his eyes, "The Scourge Commander of Stratholme, Banazal, has been killed by Sedan, and I will take the lead to deal with the guy who stayed in the city of Lordaeron, without the leadership of the Dreadlord and the Scourge Legion controlled by the will of the Lich King alone, it is vulnerable." ”

"The Knights will speed up the cleanup. Don't worry, Carl - I don't want to miss this opportunity to settle the reckoning with the Lich King. ”

"I think you want to steal the limelight from Lao Tzu - I have already seen through your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys, hum!"

"Haha-" Mograini stood up and put his arm on Karl's shoulder, "Let's go, we're done talking." It's time for us to go have a few drinks. Damn scourge, damn undead! Black Thorn is a complete pile of slag, and it's a pity that the wine there......"

"I think you're missing the proprietress there!"

Karl said a word about the psychology of the Great Lord. If you knew that Falina was now a veritable Black Widow, I am afraid that she would not be so fascinated.

"A full man doesn't know that a hungry man is hungry! Let's put it that way—" Mograini said to Karl angrily, "ten hostesses are no match for Onexia, and of course you don't look down on them." You kid is really lucky. Oh, by the way, what about Onexia? Why didn't I see her. ”

Carl shook his head, he had searched all of Azhara and other places where Azhara might have been hiding, but had found nothing. The matter at hand is still to solve the threat of the Lich King, and if the Lich King does not die, Sylvanas' safety cannot be guaranteed for a day.

Mograini was old in accidents, and Carl could see the clue from his face.

"Ha-Karl, you envy me! You know that since the world of Draenor collapsed and you, Tulayan, Khadgar and Danas disappeared, the entire alliance has been praying for you. Of course, this is not something that makes me envious. The Mograine gang mysteriously approached Karl.

"You would never have thought of what it was?"

Karl came back to his senses and stared at him like an idiot. Mograini was a little overwhelmed by Carl's gaze, and turned his head, only to meet Sylvanas' gaze like Carl.

The Ember Messenger was stunned.

Hell, how did I forget that the elves also knew about it?

"Varian, the boy, is convinced that you have not returned to the embrace of the Light, but insists on building you the most striking statue of all—right at the gates of Stormwind."

Seeing Carl's expression, Mograine was suddenly bored.

"It's a pity that this boy Varian disappeared somehow, otherwise he would have been thrilled to know that you have returned safely. He is your faithful ...... Powder...... Vermicelli. ”

"It's a fan!" Carl corrected, then frowned, "When did he disappear?" ”

Carl remembers that Varian disappeared at the invitation of Gianna when he traveled to Theramore to participate in a reconciliation summit with Thrall after the end of the Scourge War, when there was constant friction between Thrall's tribe and Gianna's Theramore.

The most important thing is that it is none other than the black dragon Annia who split Varian in two with dark magic.

But now that Onexia was on the verge of death during the War of the Ancients, how could he?

Don't......

Carl's eyes lit up.

"It was probably just a few months ago, and I don't know exactly what happened." Mograine said, "According to the Stormwind Courier, Ureon Jr. has temporarily taken over his father's burden, assisted by Grand Duke Berval and Countess Hine......"

"Wait!" Karl stopped Mograine, "Bervar Vortagen, I know him, he is a loyal knight with a great sense of responsibility. But this Sheiness...... What's going on? ”

"Hey! I haven't been to Stormwind since the Generalissimo died. Cynace ...... I have only heard in the conversations of some merchants that she is a woman of great means, who seems to be the widow of some down-and-out nobleman. ”

Lothar!

A look of nostalgia flashed in Karl's eyes. When Sylvanas heard the news, Carl's mind went blank.

The course of history has been completely changed by itself, and the orcs have been completely defeated. But Lothar still died in the Black Rock Mountain!

It wasn't Orgrim Doom, the Horde's Grand Chief, who killed the Alliance Generalissimo......

Grom Hell Roars!

The chief of the Warsong Clan, who escaped from the prison of the Alliance, gathered countless fleeing orc warriors, and forcefully absorbed the Blackstone Clan led by Red Black Hand and occupied Blackstone Mountain.

Then it was Lothar who received an urgent request for help from Red Ridge Mountain and personally led his troops there. While driving Grom and the Blackstone Orcs back to the area of Blackstone Mountain, they were suddenly attacked by Grom.

Lothar is finally killed by the rampaging Grom at the foot of Blackstone Mountain!

This is the information that Quel'Thallas and the other kingdoms received throughout the fall of Lothar.

There are many doubts in this, not to mention Carl. Anyone with a little IQ can see that if there is no shadow of the bronze dragon behind this, Carl will definitely not believe it.

This account will definitely be settled!

"Hinace!"

Karl's eyes twinkled.

I hope it's not you...... (To be continued.) )