Chapter 15 Follow-up
Halfway up the moon, there was a special smell in the dark cabin. Brad lay back on the comfortable bed in the cabin, and Tyrande was also lazily lying in Brad's arms.
At this moment, Tyrande's flush has not yet receded, like a flower moistened by the rain, it must be unbelievable if it is seen by others, where in front of him is still a noble high priest worshipped by the elves like a god, it is clearly a little woman.
"Hey, I'm asking you a serious matter, don't make a fuss about it yet." Tyrande grabbed his big hand and gave Brad a strange look.
Brad's soul was almost lost when he was attracted by her coquettish appearance, and his heart was full of pride when he saw Tyrande's little woman's side, and he wanted to announce that Tyrande was his Brad's woman at the moment. But it's just a matter of thinking, and it's impossible to really do it.
"Hey, are you listening to me?" There was also a hint of hoarseness in Tyrande's coquettish voice.
Brad came back to his senses, took a deep breath and suppressed the idea of re-igniting, and said, "Of course I'm listening, you say." β
"Your attention today is good, but my heart will definitely cause a lot of trouble for your territory. Those who join the Jasper Collar may not be sincere, and are likely to be goblin spies. Tyrande said lightly.
After saying business, Brad's eyes quickly cleared, and he pondered for a moment before asking, "Then if I don't recruit these goblins, I won't be in trouble." β
"You're right." Tyrande was stunned for a moment before he understood.
"I've bulldozed Ratchet City, and I'm afraid the goblins will use even more ruthless tactics against the Jasper Collar. But nothing. I'll take it if there's any means. Although this group of people, there are a large number of spies. But I can't be afraid of spies and refuse to be joined, even if they can't send them from this group. It will also come from the next batch, and the result will be the same. With these people, the Jasper Collar will speed up, and as long as the Jasper Collar becomes stronger, I can also stop the monstrous waves. Brad said confidently.
Tyrande looked at Brad, who was full of confidence, and muttered, "Ten thousand years, you are still the same." It's a good feeling. β
"You're thinking too much." Brad smiled bitterly: "For me, it's just a year, and I naturally won't change." β
Tyrande ignored his words. He asked again: "What kind of Winter Veil Festival celebration are you going to do after this incident, and what is your purpose, I don't know your intentions after thinking about it for a long time." I'm afraid it's not just about selling your jasper collar stuff. β
Brad didn't hide it, but said: "Actually, my purpose is very simple. You should be clear. The Dark Gate of Lordanlun has been experiencing constant wars since the first year, and so has my Jade Collar, which has been plagued in a row, and was almost destroyed a few years ago. If I hadn't received the Hero Lord Order, I'm afraid I wouldn't be where I am now. Although the jasper collar has reached such a scale and is announced today, there is no real cohesion yet. This Winter Veil Festival is a great opportunity. β
Tyrande still didn't understand that such a simple purpose would not be so powerful. Just by virtue of today's jasper collar's watch, the jasper collar will definitely be overcrowded on that day of her core.
"And next."
"Secondly. Naturally, in order to welcome the advent of peacetime, the Jasper Collar has been busy with wars, wars, wars, and the Orcs have not been rewarded at all after the war, and the existing system of the Jasper Collar also needs to be slightly adjusted. In my opinion, victory belongs not only to myself, but also to the warriors who fought for the Jasper Collar and everyone who is running normally for the skyrocketing Jasper Collar, so I will celebrate the last few days of the Winter Veil Festival as the Founding Day, giving everyone a holiday, salaries and rewards, so that those warriors on the front line of the battle can also feel the joy of victory. Those who change their promotion will be promoted, and those who will be changed will be paid. β
"It turns out that it can be like this, but I didn't expect that the time I ruled for 10,000 years was not as thorough as you." Tyrande was disappointed with pride.
Brad continued sternly: "You think highly of me, and I am just learning from the experience of my predecessors. In fact, my most important purpose is to plan for the future. β
"Planning for the future?" Tyrande frowned.
"Not bad." Brad took a deep breath and continued: "I already have a hunch that our peace will be short-lived, about ten years. Ten years from now we're going to go through a real storm, and before that I need to improve the overall lΓ¬ of Azeroth, not just our Jasper Leader. β
Tyrande also got up seriously and asked, "You said that we are not only you and me, but also the Night Elves?" β
Brad stared into Tyrande's eyes and said, "Do you believe me? β
Tyrande was stunned for a moment, did not hesitate at all, and said: "If I don't believe it, is there anyone in this world who I can trust, do you doubt me?" β
"How could I doubt you, what I said is too unbelievable, I'm afraid you don't believe it." Brad said with a wry smile.
"Then let's talk about it first." Tyrande said.
"Actually, I've already told Aurelia about this, at least the Tower of Windranger is already preparing, and I, the Jade Leader, have actually been planning for the future for a few years ago."
"Okay, I know you're preparing, let's talk about what." Tyrande frowned.
Brad nodded and said, "Ten years from now, the landscape of Azeroth will change drastically. At that time, Azeroth will be polarized, and the ties between the various races will increase, and they will form huge alliances to confront each other and attack. A great crisis will befall Azeroth, the endless legions of the dead will sweep through Lordaeron, the rampaging hives will reappear, the Burning Legion will not miss such an opportunity, and those who have been lurking in the shadows will find an opportunity to take advantage of it. β
"The hive refers to the Angela hive, and it is possible that the Burning Legion will return, but what are the army of the dead you are talking about?" Tyrande asked, frowning.
Brad was stunned for a moment and said; "You don't doubt what I said?"
Tyrande said earnestly, "I said, if you don't deserve to be believed. I don't have much to believe anymore. β
Brad patted Tyrande's shoulder lightly before continuing: "The army of the dead is made up of the dead spirits. An army of skeletons, ghouls, abominations, ghosts, and some of their constructs, I already know that catastrophe is still a few years away. The Angela Hive is estimated to be fourteen or fifteen years away, but that's about it. β
"Then what are you preparing for the Jade Collar?" Tyrande asked.
Brad said seriously: "Prepare everything, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers, the city defense of the jasper collar, and the reform of the ordnance." A wide variety of supplies. Needless to say, my Jasper Collar has enough food stored for our current population for ten years. β
Tyrande was taken aback, knowing that the Jasper Collar now had a population of millions. Millions of people enjoy ten years, what a huge number.
"Is there really anything serious?"
Brad sighed and said, "It's much stricter than I thought, and my influence is limited, and it can only radiate to the Jasper Collar." Other people who would do such stupid things. But they can be ignorant. I can't. You must know that Lordaeron is not only my jasper deposit, but also many human beings. They should not pay for the catastrophe. Can you imagine that in my dreams, when the Scourge of the Dead swept through Lordaeron, everything withered, no grass grows, and the air is filled with the power of death. All plants and animals either mutate into monsters that also contain death, or they wither and die. The earth wailed. Countless people have been infected with the plague and have become walking corpses who have been accused of some terrible existence. That is, fresh undead. β
Hearing the terrible scene described by Brad, Tyrande's face turned pale, and her eyes were full of shock: "I can feel the uneasiness and fear hidden in your heart. β
Brad said heavily: "I can't help but be afraid, at that time, the land was barren, there was no food to produce, and then the whole of Lordaeron was a homeless people. Anyway, I was once the marshal of the human race, and I can't watch them be killed by the undead or infected by the plague and become the walking dead. Fortunately, I still have nearly ten years to prepare, which is my biggest reliance now. β
"Don't forget, Jasper Collar has the support of the Night Elves." Tyrande's hot cheeks lay on Brad's chest and said slowly.
Brad gently stroked her long watery hair, and said with a wry smile: "You really think too much, it's true that you support each other." But don't be naΓ―ve enough to think that Kalimdor is safe, and that the natural disasters will also cross eastward, you Night Elves bear the brunt, and I saw the explosion of the World Tree in my dreams, and I saw the crying of Mount Hyjal. β
"I know that the moon god has already told me that the night elves are going to lose their eternal life, but I didn't expect it. I couldn't make up my mind before, but now that I know the approximate time, it's easy to do, and ten years is not a moment for us. The Night Elves will also be preparing for war and stockpiling supplies with all their might from today onwards. Tyrande said.
"That's the best, and you'll be glad for today's decision." The last stone in Brad's heart also fell, and now it seems that his worries are superfluous, and his weight in Tyrande's heart is heavier than he imagined.
Tyrande smiled and opened Brad's arms, looked down at Brad, and said with a smile: "There was one thing I wasn't in a hurry about, but now it seems that it must be done." β
"What?" Brad said blankly.
"I also wanted to have a child, and I wasn't ready for it. But now I have to ask for it, otherwise I don't know what year it will be in the future. Tyrande said and looked at the sacrificial robe torn by Brad, and said charmingly, "I still have a replacement sacrificial robe." β
Tyrande draped his sacrificial robe over his body, then slowly knelt down on the bed, turned his head, licked his tongue provocatively, and said, "It's time to prove that you are a normal man for you, what are you waiting for." β
Brad didn't expect that she would take the initiative to do the action that she had been asking her not to agree to, his eyes were about to breathe fire, staring at the graceful figure, and he screamed and pounced.
Suddenly there was a blood-spurting sound in the cabin, and Tyrande's lingering voice: "Give me, give me ......" (to be continued......