"Oh my God, he's so tall!"
"These knights are really scary!"
"Isn't there still a war ahead? How could he come to Lordaeron?"
"Haven't the orcs already failed? We have already won!"
"Please, even 30,000 pigs can't be killed so quickly, let alone orcs!"
Ignoring the discussions of the common people, Carlos led his guards to ride on the welcoming route carefully prepared by Terenas.
In order to destroy Auriden's small gang, one hundred and forty-seven loyal and brave guards rested among the green mountains. Originally, the captain of the guard proposed to Carlos that everyone should appear in blood-clothed clothes, but the king slapped his helmet and knocked it off his head.
"Who are you acting for? The other kingdoms of Lordaeron have lost their lives fighting for the war as much as us. Besides, I'm here to propose marriage. What do you mean by being covered in the smoke of war?"
Carlos laughed at the political IQ of his captain of the bodyguard with pitiful eyes.
"But Your Majesty, we are all warriors who have been fighting for a long time. You want us to wear this kind of armor for show, this kind of colorful clothes with slits under the armpits if we raise our arms. I feel very insecure."
The captain of the guard made a last ditch effort.
"The winner does not lie in how many things have been accomplished, but in how much reality has been gained. So, stop complaining. We will wear whatever the people of Lordaeron like to see."
When the captain of the guard saw Carlos opening the box, reading Jaina's message, and playing with the sexy armor, his whole body was balanced.
Anyway, I was not the one who was most embarrassed, so I felt relieved, so the captain of the guard went to implement the king's highest instructions.
So, there was this scene like a circus parade.
The knights held their heads high, fearing that their shining armor would get wrinkled if they moved too much. Carlos waved to the people of Lordaeron like a fancy monkey king.
In a daze, Carlos remembered a book review he had read in his previous life. I find it quite interesting.
【Traveling through another world, don’t talk about birth, don’t talk about fate. Just talk about being the protagonist and a time traveler. The family is the second largest noble in the kingdom. Foreseeing the future crisis of the family, they did not farm, make money, run a business, or train soldiers. Instead, they chose the common man's sword and spent ten years doing nothing except practicing martial arts! Then join the war. He won every battle, never lost, and gradually became a qualified general. Then he did not cultivate his direct lineage, did not farm for development, and other than plundering the enemy, he just sat there and waited for nothing! Later, the regicide became the king. He did not manage the country, did not profit from evil intentions, nor did he engage in dictatorship, nor did he use the power of the king. Plunge into the political whirlpool! From the whole process, the protagonist willingly enters an unfamiliar field and plays foolishly under the rules of the game set by others. A little clever, but lacking great wisdom, putting one's strengths aside for the sake of inferiority, giving up one's advantages, insisting on competing with others' strengths with one's own shortcomings, childish and boring! 】
If I had the courage to ask the sun and the moon to change the sky, I wouldn't have been so miserable in my previous life.
If I really believed that there was a protagonist in the world, I would have been played to death by others in my life.
The king is the chess piece standing in the middle of the chessboard and the beneficiary of the rules. If you don't uphold this set of rules, you will break everything as soon as you come. So. Even if you are lucky enough to break the existing rules, how can you ensure that you will be the beneficiary of the new rules? Where can we find the confidence to formulate new rules despite the full resistance of the beneficiaries of the old rules?
No matter how the political game changes, the essence of the game has never changed.
You can't even cheat and find loopholes in a game where others are the banker. Where do you get the courage to be the banker yourself? Are you prepared to imitate the Buddha and cut your flesh to feed the eagles?
Walking all the way to the Royal Plaza, Terenas led the royal family members to line up and applaud, and welcomed Carlos' arrival with a triumphal ceremony. And Carlos took off the strange crown with feathers on his head that was one meter high and taught it to his captain of the guard. He went around and took out the iron crown symbolizing the royal power of Alterac from the saddle bag and put it on before hugging him without any trace of anything at all. Terenas, whose mood changed, kissed the back of the Queen of Lordaeron's hand, and then greeted his younger brothers and sisters one by one.
I went shopping on Chunxi Road, looked at the scenery at Chaotian Gate, picked up girls on Nanjing Road, and fled to Sanlitun late at night. I have never seen any scene in Kalos. The man-made landscape of Lordaeron Palace may be of great significance to the indigenous people of Azeroth. The majestic atmosphere is shocking, but for Carlos, it is the uncanny craftsmanship of nature that fascinates him more.
Terenas was so calm along the way that he couldn't help but glance at Carlos until...
"This is?!"
"The Ten Victory Stone Monument. When the war is completely over, I will order craftsmen to carve the names of all the warriors who died for the alliance on it."
Tokachi Stone, also known as obsidian, is a glass naturally produced because volcanic lava cools and solidifies rapidly, and the crystal structure does not have enough time to form.
It was not that Carlos had never seen obsidian before, but such a huge and pure Tokachi Stone still attracted his attention.
"Heroic people, people's heroes, even if it is difficult, we will win in the end."
Carlos emphasized the word "we".
"Yeah, I won."
Terenas had an emotional smile on his face, but did not give Carlos a positive answer.
After the wind and dust were washed, wine and banquet were served, and the preparations were carried out in an orderly manner. It was still a short time before they left the banquet, and Carlos and Terenas were sitting in the fine chamber.
"Uncle Terenas, have you ever heard of a guy named Auriden?"
After all, Carlos didn't have Terenas's energy-raising skills, and he didn't have enough time to spend it. He couldn't help but speak first and destroy the short-term peace in the fine room.
"You mean Aiden's nephew Auriden Perenold? I've heard of him."
Old fox...
"I heard bad rumors. Some people slandered Auriden as the product of his mother's affair with the late King Aiden. The deceased is dead, how can he be slandered? I traced it and found that the source actually came from Lordan. It came from Lun."
Carlos said it seemingly casually.
"Well, it's indeed not good. I'll send someone to take a look."
Send someone to take a look, without even having to investigate, it's so easy.
"Well, if uncle comes forward, this evil trend will naturally not be able to change the world, so I won't mention him. Regarding the marriage proposal..."
"Carlos, you've had a long journey, take a rest first, we'll talk in detail later."
What's going on? If you don't talk about serious business with this kind of alone time, how could it be...
Carlos's mind was racing, considering all the possibilities.
The affairs of the secret manor may not have been exposed yet, and my trump card has not been overturned. There is neither rejection nor affirmation. There are too many possibilities, and it is difficult to judge!
There was no useful information from Terenas, and Carlos couldn't even tell whether Auriden's words before he lost his mind were true or false. Is it an invisible web that has enveloped me, or is it just a plan in progress?
"Carlos."
Terenas stood up, walked to the window and looked out at the scenery of early spring.
"I am a king and a father, and I want my children to live a happy life."
so what? but?
Carlos waited for a long time, but did not wait for Terenas to turn around, as if Terenas was just chatting with him.
I said!
Carlos suddenly felt that a flash of inspiration in his mind might be the truth!
Terenas Menethil II is a daughter-in-law! (To be continued.)
