The protracted orc war has finally come to an end.

The northern kingdoms could finally breathe a sigh of relief and begin to lick their wounds and begin to rebuild and recover from the war.

However, King Terenus was still very busy, and as the king of Lordaeron, the number one power in the north, the great ambition in his heart and the fanaticism of recreating the great unification of the human race in the Arathor Empire had never disappeared.

And now here's your chance!

Gilneth was greatly weakened, Fort Riptide was reduced to a ruin, and Alterac was turned into fat at the mercy of Lordaeron because of his defection.

What Terenus needed now was a reason, a justifiable annexation of these countries.

It seemed that God was going to help him, and the first reason was soon automatically delivered to the door.

Lord Davar Presto, a small country nobleman who came out of nowhere, claims to have the right to inherit the throne of Alterac!

It's drowsiness on pillows, wood on fire, old king of Terenus and lord Presto like the lingering ones... Ahem... Do it all over again!

In short, it was Terenus who received the Lord Presto, a handsome human uncle with black hair and black eyes. After a banquet, King Terenus and the noble lords of Lordaeron were overcome by the charisma of this handsome, unusually handsome, affinity, and seemingly inexplicable intimacy and affection as soon as they met.

Terenus even wanted to marry his own daughters to him!, and when confronted with the lord of Presto, it was as if his own kings could not lift their shelves, and speak the truth like a loving old man. He was prepared to let him inherit Alterac, and then Lordaeron would use marriage to rightfully annex all of Alterac and tell him about such a plan.

And Presto's reaction made Tyrenus even more happy, and he even took the initiative to help the old king design a detailed annexation plan!

This astonishing political talent surprised Terenus even more, and it would be great if Lordaeron had such a prince with excellent political wisdom and execution ability to assist the Prince of Arthas!

So the old king began to deliberately let his daughter Galia Minecil come into contact with the lord of Presto at various banquets.

Who knew that Lord Presto didn't say anything, and his daughter Princess Caria was madly infatuated with this handsome uncle who was at least twenty years older than her. This black-haired and black-eyed nobleman has an obsessive aura, and he doesn't know what it is, but he just wants people to get close anyway.

King Terenus didn't object either, it was his plan anyway. So he began to ask Lord Presto's opinion on the side, and the latter also had a very agreeing and even happy expression.

But the old king did not notice the disdain and contempt that flashed in Presto's eyes, as if he had heard the name of an ant.

So the marriage of this political marriage was secretly confirmed, as long as Lord Presto, with the support of Lordaeron, took the inheritance to the throne of Alterac and ascended to the throne. Then the plan can begin to be implemented step by step.

Lordaeron began to prepare nervously, a large amount of gold and supplies were being mobilized, and a large number of diplomats and spies poured into the kingdom of Alterac to begin paving the way.

The person concerned, Lord Presto, went on a hunting trip outside Lordaeron every day as if nothing happened, but each time he returned empty-handed, which was very strange and funny.

On this day, in the midst of the Tirisfala glade, Lord Presto sat on a large rock, as if talking to himself.

"Onexia has taken the initiative to enter Stormwind and has begun to break into the nobility? ”

"In that case, then give her my orders and tell her that I am satisfied with her initiative. Also, let her be careful with me, and keep a low profile!" Presto paused, his face a little tangled and... Fear?

"Don't let that Titan Divine discover her, or it would be foolish to die in Stormwind. And don't provoke or influence any of the plans and measures that he proposes, and make sure she remembers!"

Lord Presto suddenly let out a "huh?" and looked at a low figure walking from the forest not far away.

Oscar Flash is in a very good mood.

He had recently acquired the "artifact" Dust Messenger and turned in the basket of orc heads, making a fortune.

During this time, he had spent all this time in the Tirisfal glades, seeking out and hunting the remnants of the remnants of the orcs who had escaped into the forests.

"Huh, how can there be a nobleman in this wilderness?" Oscar looked at Presto strangely, his black hair and black eyes made Oscar feel very familiar, as if he had seen such a human in Stormwind City?

"Dwarf, I'm in a good mood today, get out of here now, I won't kill you. Lord Presto glanced at Oscar with the same eyes as he looked at a bedbug.

Oscar was furious!

Which nobleman is this??? how can one or two of them be this stinky virtue!

He remembered that the noble carriage that collided at the gate of Stormwind City was also with black hair and black eyes!

But Oscar's instinct told him that the black-haired human in front of him was extremely dangerous!

"Hmph, do you know who I am? I'm the fire-colored landowner and the holder of the Dust Bringer!you'll regret it, human noble!" Oscar snorted coldly, then turned around and ran.

Lord Presto was stunned for a moment, then laughed maniacally.

"Then I'll wait to see how you make me regret it, Dwarf Bug!"

He didn't want to make a fuss about it or cause energy fluctuations in such close proximity to Lordaeron, it didn't help his plans.

A stupid dwarven bug, let him be.

Presto sat back down on Stone Hill and continued to communicate with his men.

"A pilot project to reverse study the psychic connection between the Red Dragon Queen and her offspring can begin, don't let me down, or ... ”

Syllable!!!

Deathwing suddenly felt like a soft clump of hot mud smashing against the back of his head.

He reached out and touched it.

It's a huge ball of goat.

It's still fresh, hot, freshly baked.

Deathwing was silent for a long time.

The air around them began to shake, and the trees shuddered.

"Dwarfs, bugs!! mongrels!! lowly ants!! where are you!! I'm going to kill you!! skinning and cramping!! pumping your soul up and torturing it for 10,000 years!! ahhh!!!!hh

Oscar, who had put away his slingshot and was riding a black goat a few hundred meters away, heard the nobleman's roar, laughed and urged the goat, and ran towards the city of Lordaeron.

"Let you step on the horse disrespectful Lao Tzu! See that you don't regret it now! Feel the wrath of the fiery landlord! Stupid nobleman!"