"It's really good. From Silvery Moon City to Maple Creek Valley, our reinforcements have traveled all the way for almost a month. It's amazing, amazing."
When Darkan arrived at Maple Valley, he was warmly welcomed by Alleria.
But in private, such rumors kept coming out, making the doctor extremely angry, embarrassed, and ashamed.
The compatriots who are marching forward are fighting bravely and with brilliant results. From the formation to the march of the reinforcements, there was a lot of wrangling and delay. I am at least a dispatch officer in name, and I am not a professional military personnel, so I can't suppress these guys.
As a result, it took a week to mobilize troops and a week to allocate supplies. The journey that originally took less than eight days took 12 days.
And Darkan, who was polite and honest, silently endured the cynicism of his compatriots who were filled with the atmosphere of war.
"Marshal Alleria, why are you interviewing me alone? Are you blaming me for the delay?"
Darkan saw Alleria sitting gloomily on the newly made simple wooden chair, silent for a long time, and couldn't help but ask with annoyance and anger.
"That's not what I meant. Master Darkan, thank you for your hard work. It must be very hard to bring such an army. I don't know who came up with it. Putting such several troops with hatred together, but giving you a mage Come lead the team, you have worked really hard.”
Alleria didn't mean to ridicule Darkan, she just told the truth to comfort the healer.
There are no factions in the party, there are all kinds of strange things, there are no connections in the country, even a fool would not believe it.
Anastarian had a good idea. It's a pity that the Sun King, who is in a high position, is so tall and shining that he can no longer see the shadow at his feet.
All Quel'dorei elves do a good job when it comes to fighting for their country. But at less crucial moments. There has always been a lot of fucking going on within the military. There are many hills and mountains, and there are many factions. They talk about relationships, blood sources, teachers, and bosses. Rangers look down on cavalry, mages look down on spellbreakers. All kinds of bad things can annoy the commander to death.
In order to balance the situation, Anastarian excepted the rangers of Farstrider. In addition to the 100 mages who were recruited as his cronies, the remaining troops were all from the forces of the great nobles.
It not only provides aid to Alleria, but also weakens the influence of nobles and councilors in Silvermoon City, killing two birds with one stone.
With Alleria's fame. It's not a problem to suppress these guys, the only problem is that Darkan suffers along the way.
"It's okay, it's all for Quel'Thalas."
Seeing Alleria being so polite, Darkan calmed down and said gently.
"Then has His Majesty decided when to receive the King of Alterac?"
"Um, no, or I don't know."
"Master Dar'Khan, a king at his command, fighting for the Quel'dorei. And our king pretended not to see it?"
Alleria's breathing became heavier.
"I'm sorry, this is a matter of country to country, king to king. I have no right to speak, let alone make up words to mislead you."
Darkan said truthfully.
"Then please ask me to communicate with our Sun King. I need to talk to him."
Alleria made a request.
"no problem."
Darkan readily agreed.
Even if the magic level of the high elves is very high, there are still not many mages who can host two-way audio and video communication spells.
The theory is very simple, but the difficulty of casting the spell is too high. Even if ordinary people learn it, they may not be able to cast it smoothly.
The freehand expression that comes from Darkan’s casual acceptance. Alleria couldn't help but take a high look at this magician who had not had much contact with him before.
Ordinary audio-visual transmission spells are nothing more than recording a piece of one's own image and sound and transmitting it to the recipient. Then the other party will use the same method to reply to you with a video and sound, just like a written conversation, one sentence from you and another from me.
Although it can be used, the delay is huge and it is also susceptible to interference and monitoring.
The communication spell cast by Dar'Khan directly opened a magical curtain. Under the curtain, His Majesty the Sun King Anastarian of Quel'Thalas had a clear and agile figure.
"Darkan, what do you need to report?"
Anastarian asked, the Sun King still feeling a little unhappy about the doctor disturbing him during his lunch break. Even among the long-lived Quel'dorei elves, Anastarion is the long-lived. Although this strong middle-aged elf is very healthy from the physical point of view, a feeling that his energy is not as good as when he was young still comes to Anastarian's heart from time to time. Therefore, the Sun King usually does not deal with official business during lunch break.
But when it comes to military affairs, there are always special exceptions.
"It's me who wants to see you."
Alleria stood up from her chair and walked into the magic curtain cast by Darkan.
"Alleria, I'm glad to see you're okay."
Anastarian laughed heartily.
"But I can't be happy. Your Majesty, the trolls and orcs suffered heavy losses under the attack of the coalition forces, but they are still not something that the army in my hand can withstand. And because of your neglect, the king of Alterac feels that he has been harmed Insult, he has decided to withdraw his troops. A king, who helped Quel'Thalas so selflessly, left with full of anger. Because of you, Your Majesty."
Facing Alleria's accusation, a trace of an elder's smile appeared on the lips of the image simulated by magic.
"Is it really because of me? Alleria, I didn't ask that kid from Alterac to come."
"But you are the king!"
"Yes, I am the king, so I ignore your serious and minor crimes."
"I am for the people of Quel'Thalas!"
Alleria's voice got louder and louder.
"Okay, I trust you, partly because you are an easy little brute. Alleria, listen up. If I want to receive the king of Alterac, I will definitely invite him to Silvermoon City. . So what to do with his army? Follow him? Then what's the use of inviting him? However, the king personally marches, this friendship is too great, and I may have to pay a very heavy price for your recklessness. Human beings are always greedy, yes Insatiable. Alleria, you are too rash. If you ask a general for help, everything will be easy to handle. Money, honor, magic props, and magical weapons will always satisfy him. But you invite He is a king, and a proud king. I have been waiting for his letter, waiting for his messenger. But there is nothing. He is waiting for me to open my mouth, waiting for me to give him a reward that is consistent with my status. Alleria, I'm afraid that I can't give him what he wants. If we can't reach an agreement, it would be worse than if we didn't talk at all. I ignored your king friend, not because I was rude, but because of your recklessness."
"..."
Alleria was in bad shape. A political veteran overestimated a political novice, and a king with muscles and a brain was waiting for a king full of maneuvers to treat her to dinner.
"Your Majesty, if you can, I hope you will authorize me to be your special envoy, and I will go and negotiate with the king of Alterac. For the sake of your people, please. Eversong Forest is burning, and Quel'dorei is crying, please You."
Alleria pleaded softly.
"Darkan."
"I'm here."
"As an envoy, please assist Alleria in handling this matter."
"As commanded."
"Uncle Anastarian, thank you."
"Haha, when will you change your little barbarian temper?"
After Darkan ended the magical communication, he couldn't help but think that with people like Alleria Windrunner, Quel'Thalas could still be saved. (To be continued)
