"I said Carlos, is this necessary? The opponent is just a troll. Well, at best, he is just a pretty powerful troll thief. Do we need to arrange such a lineup to welcome him?" Turalyon pulled his collar, Slightly loosening the tie that made him feel uncomfortable, he couldn't help but complain.
For this meeting, Carlos dispersed the army. In the North Fortress where people could already be seen, there were only chefs, housekeepers, and guards from the Royal Knights of Alterac and the Royal Knights. The only outsider who truly counts in terms of belonging is Turalyon.
"Listen up, Turalyon, you idiot, put away your arrogance and prejudice. There is no amount of respect for friends who can bring you victory. If you can't keep a kind smile throughout the whole process, then now It’s not too late to leave!”
Turalyon was stunned when he found that Carlos was getting angry seriously. It was the first time that Turalyon had been criticized so harshly since he became Marshal Lothar's aide-de-camp. But Turalyon was a self-disciplined person. Before he could get angry, his reason told him that Carlos was right. Even if the goddess of victory looks like a troll, you still have to kiss her.
"Sorry, I will control my emotions, His Majesty Carlos. So, can you explain it to me a little bit, after all, I am confused." Although he understood, he was still dissatisfied. Turalyon's tone became too respectful, and he was already It's not like a conversation between friends.
"During the Hinterlands War, I dealt with trolls. Unfortunately, I thought hard and racked my brains, but I couldn't think of a way to eradicate trolls. Biologically speaking, trolls are indeed a terrible species. .With strong individual strength, super recovery, and agility and coordination that does not match their body size, they are really a natural fighting race. Relying on the advancement of magic and technology, we humans can now suppress the wild trolls. But this will not last long One day, the trolls will awaken and open their eyes to see the world. This is not what we want. However, for now, we cannot completely destroy this race before the trolls awaken."
Carlos spoke very seriously, and the others also listened very seriously. Turalyon also put away his soft nails and asked for advice seriously: "Carlos, I am just a boy raised by a warden. Politics is still too advanced for me. The safety of all mankind is also yours." These are things that a king should consider. Can you tell me something that I can understand now?"
Many people present mentally liked Turalyon's words thirty-two times.
"Turalyon, you are Marshal Lothar's adjutant. You are a lucky man who has stepped into the top circle of the human world, and now you actually say that you don't understand politics!" Carlos put his forehead with one hand and shook his head, " Okay, let’s not talk about politics, let’s talk about military affairs. The trolls are difficult to eradicate, so where is the difficulty? A palm-sized forest on the map. It would take us at least 3,000 troops and more than a month to conduct a rough inspection, and there is The home of trolls, they can run with their eyes closed. So. We need to lead the way!"
"Leading Party?!"
This is a new combination of words, a word that has never appeared in humans in Azeroth, but the whole vocabulary is not difficult to understand, and Turalyon quickly understood the meaning of "Leading Party".
"Yes, not prisoners, not tongues unwilling to survive. Not mountain people risking their lives for bounty, but willing trolls!"
Carlos suddenly entered a state of ecstasy. The whole person was full of energy and his words were full of passion.
"If there are scum among humans, there are also enlightened people and civilized people who can communicate among trolls. Then, there is a third way in front of us, which is to support a troll force that is close to humans, a troll force that can interact with humans. Communicative, enlightened troll forces that have abandoned cannibalism. With the help of these enlightened trolls, we can send all the ignorant, ugly trolls of the old forces into fairy tales and let them Become a legend!”
An impassioned speech is no less effective than a horseback attack, both in terms of effectiveness and energy consumption. Carlos took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his state, while also giving the audience a buffer of time to think.
"Think about it, everyone, the hatred that has continued since ancient times has turned from a crisis of survival into an unreasonable vendetta. However, this is right. The world is so big that it can accommodate two races that are willing to coexist peacefully. So, I I hope everyone will not look at trolls through colored glasses. All trolls who are willing to be friends with us humans are good trolls! We should treat good trolls like family members and help them defeat those who threaten us humans and us at the same time. The bad troll among the good troll friends. Doesn’t that illustrate the true meaning of the Light?”
Damn it, can you still use such forceful words?
The paladins present are all educated after all. Even if His Majesty Carlos is the king, you cannot be so shameless!
Isn’t it just supporting the traitor regime among the trolls?
Isn't it just a matter of fighting against each other?
Isn’t it a policy of differentiation?
We all understand! We are very uncomfortable with your hypocrisy for the welfare of the entire human society!
The paladins were all a little embarrassed, thinking about how to flatter themselves instead of being idealistic. The scene became a little cold for a while.
"So it can be like this!" Turalyon looked like he suddenly realized! "I'm so stupid, really. I thought that fighting bravely on the battlefield and destroying all enemies is a great hero. I never thought that it could be like this! Carlos, you are really my mentor and helpful friend!"
As a result, Turalyon's flattery made Carlos feel helpless. What did you learn from being with a person like Sir Lothar? Your name, Turalyon, is now resounding throughout the Alliance. It’s not just once or twice that you have dared to attack the Horde’s centurions with twenty brothers. You have organized thousands of battles many times. How can we join the alliance? Is this what your adjutant looks like?
"Yes, my brother, there must be love, not Warcraft." After patting Turalyon on the shoulder, Carlos held back for a while before saying this.
"I must criticize you, Carlos. Since you want to treat the trolls politely, how can you say they are Warcraft?" Turayan said righteously.
"..." Carlos felt indescribably uncomfortable.
After a while, a luxury carriage pulled by six horses slowly drove into the fortress.
"My friend, long time no see!"
Seeing One Tooth and Bad Tooth stepping off the carriage, Carlos strode forward and gave the troll a heavy hug.
Although Mr. Duya is considered a clean person among trolls, he still smells very strong.
"My friend, congratulations on becoming the king. I knew you were extraordinary when we were in the Hinterlands. It seems I was right. The great king of men and the master of Alterac." One Tooth. Skilled conversation in human lingua franca arouses the favor of others. Language has always been the key to communication.
"With such a big battle, I thought you were going to kill me." Duya. Bad Tooth made a not-so-funny joke.
"You have long had my friendship in the Hinterlands, my friend, and you are safe in my army." Carlos assured.
"Yes, so I brought you a new friend, our mutual friend." After Du Ya. Vicious Tooth said, two more trolls got out of the carriage.
"Allow me to introduce, these two are distinguished guests from the Bad Moss clan." Du Ya. Bad Teeth introduced. (To be continued)
