Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Alliance's Falling Apart
Terenus's words resonated with Jean in a rare way: "Yes, that drunken wind is indeed very powerful to listen to your description, but he is only a human being, why do you ask him to represent his own race in the Alliance?" Could he be a king? ”
Khadgar shook his head a little awkwardly and explained, "Drunken Wind is a prophet who has an incredible understanding of his future fate. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Prophet? Hahaha, that's so funny! Terenus couldn't help but laugh, "A prophet or something can fool you people in Stormwind, right?" The last prophet, Medivan, what happened? He opened the dark door and let the orcs in! ”
"There's a reason for that...... Concerning the Guardian of Tirisfa......"
Without waiting for Khadgar to explain, Terenus interrupted him again, "Then tell me what the pandaman called Drunken Wind prophesied?" ”
"He knows a lot about the secrets of the dragons...... Even debunked and banished Deathwing. ”
"Dragons?" When it comes to dragons, Dai Lin always doesn't know how angry he is, "I don't think he's a panda man at all, he's just a dragon, singing a duet with that black dragon princess!" ”
"However, Lothar told me that Medivan had said on his deathbed that a Pandaren Prophet would appear and that we should listen to him......"
"That's for you!" Gene was still dismissive of the claim, "Don't tell me anything about the Pandaman, we won't let him join - but if he is willing to hand over the hammer, we can give him shelter." ”
"Not bad!"
"Let him hand over the hammer of Kazgros."
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While everyone was still discussing Drunken Wind and the Draenei, a cold voice came.
"Wait a minute, I have news of the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council."
Silvermoon City's High Elves stood up on behalf of Darkan.
"We, the High Elves, insist that the battle is over - and according to Master Khadgar, the Burning Legion has been defeated in such a way that even their leader, Kilgardan, has been unable to save it. This gave us rare time to recuperate, so the great Sun King and the Silver Moon Council agreed that we needed to develop separately. High Elf Mage Darkan raised his head proudly, the corners of his mouth slightly downward, "What's more, the bloodline of Emperor Arashi has been completely severed, and our ancient covenant has no object. So if there's any trouble, please don't bother Quel'Salas. ”
The High Elves' abrupt exit took everyone present by surprise.
"The High Elves' choice is not treacherous - the war is over, and Quel'Thalas is not willing to be burdened by the hypocrisy of your humans, not to mention that the so-called asylum has not consulted us at all."
When it comes to orc containment, Darkan is simply angry - the human nations have brushed up on the means to directly vote for orc containment while the High Elf representatives are not present, which causes Quel'Thalas to bear a heavy burden as a result.
As a result, Darkan was jointly criticized by the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council, and was scolded at the meeting.
Unable to take revenge on the Sun King and the Silvermoon Council, Darkan took aim at the Alliance, and after his lobbying, the High Elves finally decided to withdraw from the Alliance.
Looking at the human king's stunned appearance, Darkan's heart was indescribably happy!
Then, Darkan turned to Aurelia and Sylvanas, who were standing behind Tulayan, "Dear Miss Windranger, the Silvermoon Council is unhappy with the fact that you have taken part in an expedition without asking for instructions, resulting in a lot of losses to the elite rangers, and wants me to tell you that we will reduce the number of Windrangers next month - after all, there is a Windranger who is going to change his surname, is his surname Tulayan?" ”
Aurelia grabbed Sylvanas, who was clutching the dagger, and said, "Leave him alone, that dog was kicked by his master and started grinning everywhere!" ”
Darkan turned a deaf ear to Aurelia's sarcasm. He turned away without thinking about himself, and left a provocative message: "Respected kings of the race, you better think about how to make up for your losses - what do you have now after losing the most powerful warrior Lothar and the most powerful mage Medivan?" Hahahaha! ”
Arcane brilliance flashed, and Darkan vanished out of the hall.
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With Darkan leaving, the already noisy conference hall quickly fell silent.
The High Elves' act of flipping the table embarrassed the kings of the human kingdoms for a moment, especially Terenus, who was in charge of the orc containment.
Sensing the reproachful gazes of the crowd, Terenus could only get up in awkwardness to ease the atmosphere.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the High Elves' treachery has indeed surprised me, and of all of us—but it does not shake our resolve! The orcs must be contained and contained, both to demonstrate our civilization and to prevent them from causing further trouble......"
"That's enough, Terenus!" Jean finally broke out, "I'm not going to sit back and watch the League get bloodsucked by you anymore!" I'm asking for a new vote on orc containment! ”
Terenus decisively agreed to this request.
The results did not make any difference.
Stormwind, Fort Riptide, and Dalaran all agreed without the need for funds, and Lordaeron was the proposer of the proposal.
The opposition of Kurtilas and Gilneth looked powerless.
"Humph!" Jean stood up unevenly, "Very well, since you are willing to contain, then you can continue!" Gilneth is officially out of the league! ”
Afterwards, Jean turned to Admiral Dalin: "What about you?" Are you still here? ”
Dai Lin nodded heavily: "Although I don't agree with some of the Alliance's practices, I respect the Alliance's decision - of course, I still won't give up my idea, the orcs must die!" ”
Khadgar watched the situation of the meeting take a turn for the worse, and could only do it in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.
The root of all the problems lies in interests, and the Alliance, which is bent on believing that the war is over, finally tears its face and tears off the last fig leaf for the sake of profit after losing the maintenance of Lothar's blood as Arathi.
With a heavy yawn, the Copperbeard Dwarven King Magni finally sat up straight in his special high chair. He wiped his saliva and poked the Hammer Dwarf Commander Vorstad next to him, who had also just woken up and didn't know anything, and then the two dwarves looked at the two seats that had been vacated at some point, and their faces were confused.
At this moment, Khadgar suddenly remembered that when he suggested to Zuifeng to join the alliance, Zuifeng's emotion: "Born in sorrow, died in peace." Without Lothar, the League is not for me. ”