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This is the worst of times.
This is my time.
After countless calculations and plans, Carlos finally eliminated the opponents who dared to oppose.
The Alterac Mountains are huge, but the Kingdom of Alterac has very little territory. Without the protection of the mountains and the mysterious sense of security brought by the plateau, it would be impossible for the Kingdom of Alterac to truly integrate into the Alliance.
Then dominate the league.
Treason? Rebellious?
Carlos never cared.
When Carlos and Terenas reached a temporary political alliance, the first thing Carlos' father-in-law betrayed was the people he incited within Alterac.
A secret letter from Danaus Bertone reminded his good friend that some people in the family were plotting against him.
As for the disputes caused by stationing troops on Hillblade's land, don't make trouble. Disputes over money will naturally be settled with money.
A small number of people in the country who cannot see clearly the situation and the truth behind the fog are sold out by the people they think are their backers.
Everything Carlos did was just preparatory work for moving the capital.
Apart from Alterac City, there is not even a decent city in Alterac right now.
Steinblad is nothing more than a large marketplace, without even a city wall.
Although the Lake Center Castle of Caer Daron is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the location of Caer Daron County itself is not suitable as the core of the kingdom.
Tarren Mill is an agriculturally developed area with many manors but not much else.
Looking around, it turns out that Alterac City is pretty decent.
But Carlos knew that Alterac City was as solid as a walnut shell.
Without him, Alterac City would have been attacked by the elven fleet of Silvermoon City from the sea.
In the face of the magic artillery of the high elf masters and fleets, human walls cannot protect human safety.
Detouring from Lake Lordamre to the sea side of Alterante City, the high elves' artillery fire really lasted for three days. The group of elves whose homes were burned vented their anger on the residents of Alterac City. There was no declaration of war, no warning of artillery bombardment, no attempt to send an envoy. Their purpose is simply to destroy the city of Alterac and punish the kingdom of Alterac. By the way, he showed off his strength and proved the power of Quel'Thalas.
When the only advantage of [indestructible] no longer exists, how can Carlos dare to live in the "dead city" of Alterac with peace of mind.
After several purges, the opponents have been dispersed, and Carlos has become the common spokesperson of the interest groups within the Kingdom of Alterac.
However, this is not enough. When it comes to major issues such as building new cities and moving the capital, it is often our own people who are the ones holding back and holding back.
The more stable the royal power is, the deeper the interests are involved. If internal negotiations are carried out, one's own supporters will shout long live and then find ten thousand years of reasons and excuses to shirk the blame. When I am forty years old, maybe the new city will be able to break ground.
But Carlos couldn't wait.
ten thousand years is too long, fight for now.
After the Orc War, whether it was the restoration of the Kingdom of Stormwind or the construction of Watchfort, they were all major projects that had to be carried out. Even the Great Crusade through the Dark Portal was not a major event that Alterac could stay away from.
Taking in so many war refugees during the war is not only a burden, but also a wealth.
Alterac has never been weaker at this moment.
Alterac has never been stronger at this time.
More than four hundred thousand people were attached to Carlos. Hope for a better life.
So, if Carlos wants to gain the power of these four hundred thousand people, he must grant their wishes.
At least draw a pie to satisfy their wishes.
then. Carlos even turned some of his supporters against him.
In the dazzling and pungent blood, Carlos used a coercive attitude to force through the decree that had never been mentioned to anyone.
Even his father Alex Barov looked shocked.
It turns out that the king is not a warrior, he is a tyrant!
In this way, in the wedding banquet where blood flowed, and on that night of arson in futile resistance, Carlos told his subordinates a truth in a arrogant and domineering manner - power is truth.
A few days later, Carlos once again erected two temples outside Alterac.
This time the heads of rebels were used.
"Father, why did you cancel the engagement? You made me the laughing stock of everyone."
Alia's eyes were red. He roared at his father very dissatisfied.
How much energy was spent on corrupting and winning over the Barov family. It looked like something was about to happen. However, his father signaled him to kill the assassin who was planning to assassinate the Grand Duke Regent.
Then, the guy who was supposed to be a companion. All were executed.
After a brief period of confusion, Aaliya's brain, which was not stupid, quickly understood - betrayal.
His own father betrayed and betrayed the conspirators.
"Because you are my daughter, I may use you, but I will not send you to death."
Although Ned suffered a blow, he did not appear decadent.
"What's the meaning?"
"Where do you think those lonely heads outside the city gate come from?"
Ned asked rhetorically.
"Rebels and..."
Kaliya went to see the heads and found that there were no women or children among the heads. She felt that there was no point in discrediting the king in front of her father.
"My trump card has never been those gangsters with evil intentions but no courage. It's the Royal Guards. When Aiden wanted to dethrone your sister from her position as queen, I had been secretly infiltrating the Royal Guards. The army that Alex sent to wipe out the non-existent rebel wranglers actually went around in a circle and was lurking near Alterac."
Ned spoke slowly and unhurriedly, as if telling his grandson a bedtime story.
"Wait, is it possible?"
"So when your sister brought me the news that saved the entire family, I gave in. The Barov family won."
"Father, please speak clearly!"
"We have all underestimated Carlos, and even our wise and capable Grand Duke Regent has underestimated his son. Except for your sister, except for your sister who was the queen and the queen, no one realizes that all of this is under the control of the king. "
"Father, this...please make it clear."
Aaliya didn't dare to use her brain to think about the problem, or she was afraid to think clearly.
"Your sister begged for the lives of our family with kindness. Now, the king's debt to your sister has been paid off. It is no longer appropriate to send you to the Barov family."
Ned smiled helplessly.
"What kind of favor does it have to do with my sister?"
Although she had ignorant conjectures in her mind, Aaliya instinctively refused to continue thinking about it.
"That's not bad. At least the land in Hillblade is much richer than Gavin Heights."
Ned smiled inexplicably, then waved his hand, ending the conversation with his youngest daughter.
The confused Alia had nowhere to vent her frustration, so she had to secretly go to her sister's residence.
After the bloody night of the wedding banquet, the palace guards were replaced by those guys around the king who couldn't wash away the smell of blood no matter how hard they washed. But in a place like the palace, there are always countless secret passages. Aaliyah successfully bypassed all the guards and reached her sister's living room.
"Yeah, I got scolded like crazy. But my father still forgave me."
It's the voice of King Carlos!
Through the wall of shadows, Alia heard the conversation.
"Your Majesty, why are you so impatient? There is obviously a better solution."
It was my sister Sasha's voice.
"No, no more. There is such a thing as timing. If you miss it, you will be punished."
"Maybe, but the sequelae will be serious."
The conversation between Carlos and Sasha was not loud, and Aaliyah could only hear a general outline with her ear against the wall.
Moreover, his sister Sasha's voice seemed to be very depressed, mixed with moans of "um" and "ah", and there was a faint sound of "pah pah".
After a while, Aaliya was so ashamed that she became angry.
This is how my sister pleads for the family!
Arya has all the qualities an assassin should have, including becoming calmer the more angry she becomes.
Move the partition away bit by bit, pull out the dagger, use the screen to hide, sneak into the room, and then launch a blow as fast as the wind!
"what the hell?"
Aaliya's blade was caught between Carlos' four fingers.
what the hell!
Aaliya was also stupid.
Sasha and Carlos were sitting casually on the soft couch. Sasha's back was to Carlos, and Carlos clasped his hands together, folded his ring finger and little finger, and used this hand shape to beat Sasha's back, saying "Pah" "Pap" sound.
Feeling that holding the blade between his fingers was unreliable, Carlos took out a hand to hold Aria's wrist and looked at Sasha in confusion.
"My stupid sister, how do you want me to explain all this to His Majesty?"
Sasha pinched the bridge of her nose with her hand in distress.
The warm atmosphere that had been brewing all night was completely destroyed. (To be continued.)
