In the memory of Carlos' previous life, many people had a wrong understanding of Kael'thas in the game. -乐-文-小-说-
That means Kael'thas is a miserable chicken.
I had sex with Jaina and had an affair with her.
Anal through Alsace, failed.
The rich live a princely life, and when the country is destroyed and the city is destroyed, they forget that their father is dead.
Joined the alliance and got screwed.
I took refuge with Mr. Dan and was deceived.
When he went to the Outland, his men betrayed him.
After finally settling down in Storm Fortress, the expeditionary force came to fight for seven orange weapons.
This is not too bad, after all, the orange weapon is useless without the copper thief, but the pet he raised, a phoenix named Ao, ran away with others.
Do you think this is the end?
What's even worse is that they are all dead, Chengwu is gone, Phoenix is gone, and they were pulled up and put to die again on the Magister's Platform in Sunwell Heights.
This time the slogan is for the white chicken!
Look, Kaizi's life is full of tragedy, and sadness has turned into a river.
Just looking at Kael'thas's life trajectory, this doesn't seem wrong.
However, please note that Kael'thas' tragic fate occurred after the massacre at Silvermoon City.
Before the tragedy happened, Kael'thas was the winner in life, okay!
As he thought about it, Carlos felt bad.
I can't fight my father.
Appearance... skip it.
Money is incomparable!
strength? The members of the six-member Kirin Tor Council are a symbol of strength, and their magical attainments are at least on the same level as Antonidas, if not beyond them.
There's no comparison. Logically speaking, a guy born like Kael'thas should be an ignorant, arrogant, and self-centered tsundere. He should be a proper villain in the adventure, make the protagonist look bad, and be slapped in the face by the protagonist. Ah, if you don't give up in the later stage, you will be robbed of equipment, women, and territory, and finally die of depression. Such an outstanding guy deserves to be jealous and slandered by everyone.
However, Carlos had to admit that Kael'thas' good temper was not like that of a prince, he was so gentle that people could not even hate him.
Lord Elune, this guy is obviously cheating!
You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Carlos will not stupidly tell Kael'thas that I am going to anally anally Ragnaros, help me think of a way. Anyone who says this is a guy with an IQ of 79 or below. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and the most basic precautions are necessary. Concealing one's true intentions is the basic way to conduct transactions.
"This is my presumptuous visit. There are two main things I want to ask His Highness Prince Kael'thas to help me with."
"Just call me Kael'thas. Otherwise, if you speak to His Majesty the Prince, I must also respond to your Majesty King Carlos. It's too tiring, isn't it? I thought we were friends."
...Carlos felt an inexplicable sense of frustration.
"Okay, Kael'thas."
"Um."
yeah!
Is it really okay for you, a big man, to be so soft?
"Uh-huh, that's it. The Southern Expedition is in full swing. Some places are very hot, and some places are very hot, so I want to order one from the Demon Casting Forger in Silvermoon City through Prince Kael'thas... Your Excellency. Criticize the magic armor."
"Eh? Is it just like this? If it's just like this, you don't need my help. Silvermoon City has officially joined the alliance. You just need to send an official document to the council to make a request, and those guys will send people to grab the business. There is no need for me at all. Say hello."
Can you still speak well? Can you speak well? Can you speak well? The last time I met you at the Orcs, it was not like this!
If he hadn't succeeded in practicing the Way of Holy Light and sensed the majestic magic power contained in Kael'thas' body, Carlos would have thought that this guy in front of him was an impostor.
"Time is very tight. After my wedding to Her Royal Highness the Princess of Lordaeron is completed, I will return to the battlefield. I'm afraid it will be too late to go through normal channels."
"Carlos, are you getting married? Congratulations! I will tell the country about the magic armor, and you don't need to pay. We owe you such a big favor in Quel'Thalas for what happened last time, a hundred sets , the envoy will be delivered to you on time during your wedding, this can be regarded as a little bit of my thoughts as a friend."
After listening to what Kael'thas said, Carlos was confused.
Years ago, at Alleria's request, he went to Yongsong Forest and fought a fierce battle with the coalition of orcs and trolls. This was not without criticism in the country. Why doesn't the king of Alterac love Alterac? The war in Hilbrad is so tight. Carlos of the Barov family actually led the army to help the high elves fight the war. There is a lot of criticism.
But those people who don't use their brains don't understand that the high elves of Quel'Thalas are so ungrateful. They spent so much effort planning and left thousands of soldiers alive in Eversong Forest. How could it be just because How could Alleria's favor be just for the illusory friendship between humans and elves?
Kindness needs to be repaid.
The magic armor produced by Silver Moon City cost at least 3,000 gold coins in a set. Kael'thas opened his mouth and gave himself 300,000 gold coins without saying a word. Moreover, creating a set of magic armor is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Adding the time cost, Kael'thas's promise is probably worth more than 700,000 gold coins.
Seven hundred thousand gold coins can be used to support Alterac's 70,000 army for more than half a year.
This favor is truly heartfelt.
At another time, Carlos would have agreed. But these magic armors were prepared for the Molten Core, and were paid for by the Morgan Consortium and the Hydraxia Water Elemental Legion, so, you know.
"Well, the gift is too heavy and I can't accept it. The brotherhood between the Kingdom of Alterac and Quel'Thalas is priceless. How can you, Kael'thas, pay for such a big deal? It's too much Sorry, this gift is too heavy. If you want to give me a discount, I will gladly accept it because of our friendship. If you want to give it to me, I deserve it. If you accept it, the next one I can’t ask for anything.”
God damn friendship, Elune testified, today's meeting is the second meeting between Carlos and Kael'thas! Sure enough, the first qualification for joining politics is shamelessness.
"Okay, okay, I'm putting you in a difficult situation because I didn't think well. I'll remember this and I'll ask them to give you a suitable price."
Kael'thas smiled apologetically, and his appearance was simply stunning. It's a pity that Carlos is a high elf with prosopagnosia, and he is simply a fool laughing at the blind man.
"Thank you so much."
"You're welcome, it's just a matter of helping friends."
"The second thing is that I hope to use your magic skills, Kael'thas."
"oh?"
"A friend gave me a magic weapon, and I am very concerned about its past. I heard from my personal mage consultant that there is a magic that can trace the past, but it requires extremely high magical attainments. So... I can only I'm asking Master Kael'thas for help."
Carlos understood that a friend should be a friend, and a mage should be a mage, so when he mentioned this request, he changed the title of Kael'thas to "Mr. Magister".
"It's over-praised, over-praised. In this Dalaran, apart from me, there are at least Antonidas, Krasus and Modera who can meet your requirements."
Kael'thas said in a humble yet proud tone.
"so???"
"I will help you. But it will take about three days to prepare the materials needed for the spell."
"Thank you very much. Need to see that sword?"
"No, please believe in my strength."
"Of course, Kael'thas, I have never doubted your strength."
After the business talk was over, the two chatted for a while, and then the guests and hosts had a good time and parted ways.
The mage has absolute control over his mage tower. Watching Carlos leave his mage tower in front of the magic mirror, Kael'thas' old butler finally couldn't help but speak.
"Your Highness, you are just the king of a small human country. Why do you..."
"am I pretty?"
Kael'thas suddenly asked.
"beautiful."
The old housekeeper didn't hesitate at all, and his answer was completely sincere.
"Identity is beauty, status is beauty, appearance is beauty, strength is beauty. Intelligent life is always pursuing beauty. Even the rulers call their own deceptive moral codes virtues. My father hopes that I will be perfect. , the people hope that I am perfect, even you who have taken care of me since childhood hope that I am perfect from the bottom of your heart. Everyone around me either admires my beauty, is jealous of my beauty, or longs for my beauty. . But I am not a god, I am just an ordinary elf. Who knows how much I have paid for this beauty in the eyes of others, and who knows how tired I am."
Kael'thas' sudden fragile posture frightened the old butler.
"When I have practiced magic to my level, I have abilities more or less similar to spiritual perception. Therefore, I am always very tolerant and generous to pure people, such as Jaina, and the two siblings of the Barov family. "(To be continued.)
