First Alliance period.
What is the strongest combat power of human beings?
Report, Paladin.
Carlos Barov, seated.
Tear the orcs apart with your bare hands.
Kill the trolls in a single fight.
Charge, behead, holy shield, and hearthstone are completed instantly.
He is a hero among the Paladins.
What?
You said Aegwynn Medina is still alive, but Medivh is not dead yet!
You unscrupulous people, don't be presumptuous. The Guardian is the strongest unit in the history of Warcraft. No, it is the strongest unit in the history of Azeroth. It is a god, a representative of advanced productivity, and the foundation of the vast majority of mankind. Interests demonstrate the direction of progress for all mankind!
So wake up, why do these bosses care about your life and death?
So when Carlos Barov, who is famous for showing off his muscles in the East, started to use his brain, people with ulterior motives who came to the wedding from all over the world were all waiting to see the joke.
Conspiracy is called a conspiracy because it cannot be seen in the light.
Mainly using the darkness of human nature, supplemented by the blind spots of people's hearts, combined with the inertia of thinking, and a few drops of information asymmetry, the conspiracy is simply delicious and addictive.
However, although the ingredients of this conspiracy are simple, the requirements for the cook's control of the heat are indeed extremely high.
If it is not brewed enough, it is very easy to get caught, and it may be turned over by others, or it may be used as wedding clothes for others.
He thinks too much, gets confused easily, and is too clever in calculating tricks, but his opponent is a fool. Then he falls into an unknown field and is confused, and is defeated by someone with rich experience.
Therefore, a good plot must be a cold dish that is moderately salty, refreshing and delicious. You can smell the aroma before it is served on the table. Open the lid first, and only have a simple and neat plate of side dishes, which makes the eater willingly say it with tears in his eyes. [I'm just a sb].
This is a conspiracy that can stand the test of time.
However, Carlos's enemies themselves are a mess. They have not yet sorted out their internal disputes, and they have not yet demonstrated any coquettish maneuvers.
"They don't dare to stand up and confront King Terenas openly, let alone attack you in Keldaron. So you can guess it with your eyes closed. It's nothing more than bribery, corruption, assimilation, fanning the flames, and threats. That's it. Your wedding gives them an opportunity to connect openly, which is our inherent disadvantage. But in your territory, their strength is at an absolute disadvantage, which is your biggest advantage. So why do they bribe your opponents to make trouble? It's not scary. What's scary is that I slap you is for your own good. I think you understand what I mean?"
A confident woman is always dazzling. Looking at Miss Joanna's wonderful performance, Carlos subconsciously clapped his hands and applauded.
"Um?"
Joanna frowned dissatisfied.
Applause, in a very private situation, does not mean praise, because this action inherently has a condescending attitude, either it is perfunctory and light, or it is arrogant and I am sorry.
The applause of a group of people exaggerates the atmosphere, and the applause of one person is either the villain's pretense or the protagonist's attracting firepower and preparing for a comeback.
If it's neither, then it's the supporting character's dying cry.
Carlos doesn't want to be a supporting role, but he acts inappropriately without thinking. If you ask him what to do, he is also very desperate.
In desperation, Carlos thought of showing off.
There is no problem that cannot be solved by pretending. If there is, then pretend again.
"Well said, but this analysis is meaningless."
[Secret Skill: Kill one person with a single blow, and gain the upper hand. 】
"Oh? I wonder what your majesty has to say."
Joanna crossed her arms and forcibly raised her career line to a higher level.
"You don't need so much evidence to prove anything. I already knew someone was up to something since my father, Grand Duke Alex Barov, issued an official letter stating that he was unable to attend his son's wedding."
[Secret skill: pull the big flag to make a tiger skin three, my father said. 】
"It's a very novel angle, but...it can't be refuted, it makes sense."
Joanna tapped her lips with the tip of her index finger.
"So, I don't mind casting the most malicious thoughts on my opponents. They would plan an assassination at my wedding."
[Secret skill: scaremongering, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me. 】
"I don't think so, Your Majesty Carlos, you are too sensitive. There is no doubt that those noble lords who are desperate for money want to cut off your body, and there is no doubt that they want you to give in, but when it comes to killing in public Members of the royal family, I’m afraid this is a bit alarmist.”
"Hehehehe, hehehehe."
[Secret skill: Universal magic skill, smile without saying a word. 】
"I don't know what I said to make you laugh."
Joanna walked up to Carlos. She stood a head taller than Carlos who was sitting, and stared into Carlos's eyes with a sense of oppression.
Carlos stood up with a smile and activated the last secret skill [I'll tell you first because I have a big face].
"War, it is war, it is war that changes the world. From the Arathi Tribe Alliance to the Arathor Empire, and now to the Lordaeron Alliance, every change in the structure of human society has, without exception, started from one or more events. A war began. In this war, the war with the orcs, we won, the alliance won, so those people naturally placed themselves in the position of the winner. War, a winner-takes-all game, the victory of the war makes Those people have also become bolder.”
Carlos walked around behind Joanna and waited quietly for a few seconds. When Joanna also turned around, he continued to speak.
"First make connections privately, make promises, and then just create publicity, coercion, and inducements. If these don't work, use physical threats. It's an old routine that has been used for thousands of years. There isn't much new under the sun."
"So, how is Your Majesty going to deal with those despicable thieves and shameless robbers?"
"Of course we rely on the strength of our partners, what do you think?"
"For our friendship, of course."
"A drink?"
"Have a drink."
After grumbling for a long time, Carlos sent Joanna away. Carlos smelled the aftertaste on his fingertips and felt that something was not normal about him.
"Brother Bald, did you find out anything about this Joanna?"
"Brother Bald?"
After waiting for about ten seconds, Brother Bald appeared in front of Carlos.
"Boss, this woman is not simple. I don't dare to monitor your conversation."
"You mean, is it really possible that she is the Grand Duke Ravenholdt of this generation?"
"The Grand Duke is very mysterious. I am not of a high level and have never met the Grand Duke himself. I cannot answer your questions."
"Hmm... try to find a way to verify Mr. Farad. Be polite and act quickly. I want the results within a day."
"As commanded."
Not to mention that Carlos never fully believed in these so-called visitors to Ravenholdt Manor from the beginning. He didn't even believe in his two younger brothers.
In just a few days, the two children have introduced several "pillars" to their brother in a competitive manner.
Even Ilucia couldn't stand the favor of her best friend and raised personnel issues several times.
Carlos was busy preparing for his wedding, adapting to changes in the way he interacted with his relatives, and fighting foreign enemies on secret fronts. On the contrary, the usually piling up of national affairs suddenly seemed less painful to deal with.
By the way, I also want to make Jia Liya happy.
At this special point in time, cracks appeared in even Carlos's paladin-level mind.
Amidst the responsibilities and blame, Carlos fell in love with his little sister even more, especially after a few days of getting to know her, the little girl stopped crying when she saw him.
A baby's smile always warms the heart, not to mention the mother's tolerance next to it.
Under the burden of love and family, Carlos is anxious but not anxious, and has not lost his true nature.
So Onyxia was a little unhappy.
A door seemed to separate two worlds, as if time had stopped. The Uncrowned Ones of Ravenholdt stood aside like puppets who had lost their souls, and Onyxia leaned on the bed imagelessly. , and didn't care that her big white legs were exposed under the skirt.
[Your charm is not enough. Please plead with the master. No matter what your strength is, the master will grant your request. 】
"Shut up, I don't need any charity from anyone."
[The master is kind, loving, tolerant and generous. As long as you pray, any wish can be fulfilled for you. 】
"Can you shut up?"
[No problem, feel the whisper of the master with your heart, and your life will usher in glory and splendor. 】
"I have the final say in my life!"
Angrily, Onyxia's eyes had turned into dragon eyes, and she threw the Ancient Horned Grimoire in her hand to the ground.
Onyxia, who suddenly came back to her senses, hurriedly gathered her breath. This was Keldaron Lake Center Castle, not Blackstone Mountain, and not her own lair.
But the Black Dragon Princess was overly worried. Although the body was mercilessly thrown to the ground, the Ancient Horned Magic Book still faithfully performed its duties and enveloped the space in the room with an ominous aura.
"Put away your disgusting tentacles, do you want me to kill them?"
Onyxia stood up from the bed, walked to the Grimoire of Ancient Horns, stepped on it, and repeatedly ravaged the poor book with the heel of her high heels.
[If this allows you to accept the master's gift, then please continue. 】
"Your master is not a good person for making such a perverted grimoire."
Onyxia's pride as a dragon helped her resist the temptation of the Old God's whisper.
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