"I was underestimated. I was completely underestimated."
Carlos poured himself a glass of aged Thunder Ale, looked at the small sparks flickering in the amber liquid, and showed a disdainful yet frank smile.
The old city of Ironforge has been gradually abandoned by the Bronzebeard dwarves for various reasons, but apart from most of the dilapidated buildings and ruins, there are still some magnificent dwarf buildings that Carlos can use.
The common feature of these buildings is that they are large.
Carlos believed that this was due to the dwarves' deep-seated Titan worship. Each of the 1.4-meter dwarfs built a house with a door frame five meters above the ground. Why bother...
But this is good, at least it prevents spies and assassins from snooping.
Magni Bronzebeard is a peaceful and upright elder, but he is definitely not stupid. Even if the undercurrents within the alliance are not clear, he can smell them.
So when Carlos proposed that he wanted to stay behind closed doors, the King of Ironforge chose a place like the Old City for the heroes of the Alliance.
Carlos finally calmed down and enjoyed the rare wine and food. He slept on a soft couch and carefully sorted out his thoughts.
Gradually, I figured it out.
Time, the key to the problem is time.
In that period of history that Carlos had known so well, the war lasted an extra year.
In a sense, the sacrifices and prices paid by the current alliance are even greater than those of the previous alliance. Carlos's efforts bought him time, but at what cost? Greater human and material losses.
People are still the same people, and the orcs are still the same orcs. Victory does not fall from the sky.
The only difference is probably that this battle entered garbage time one year in advance, allowing more of the main combatants to survive.
This is probably something that the nobles of Lordaeron are afraid of.
Those who have the guts to face the orcs and go to war are on the front lines, south of the Palatine Bay. Orcs are not terrible, they are terrible, but such terrible orcs also failed and were defeated by this alliance. So simple logic, is Carlos who controls this alliance army scary?
How Emperor Thoradin stabilized the Arathor Empire was by fighting the trolls!
Human beings who are good at summarizing historical experience suddenly find that the situation in front of them is very similar to that of six hundred years ago.
With the support of its people and an army unmatched by Northern Lordaeron, it seemed that a new human empire was about to emerge again if only Kalos wanted it.
In particular, Carlos also has the motivation to avenge Anduin Lothar.
But is this really what Carlos wants?
It's too sweet. Lordaeron's politicians are too naive.
When the Arathi Plateau could no longer support the citizens of Stromgarde, Lordaeron in the north became a new frontier, and the Arathor Empire fell apart.
Is now a good opportunity to reunify the entire human society?
There may be a chance, but the timing is definitely not good enough.
The development of the entire Lordaeron region is still in full swing, and the major kingdoms are prosperous. Even if Carlos rebuilds the empire, what will he use to fill the hearts of those endless desires.
It’s okay not to want such a specious empire.
Inexplicably, Carlos thought of Queen Azshara taking a bath in the maelstrom.
How big your heart is, how big the world is.
Before being conquered by Sargeras, the Elf Queen Azshara was simply a model of a king. The Light of Light is a true portrayal of her, brilliant and brilliant.
Similarly, after Carlos gained power, his way of thinking was no longer purely about power, interests, and life and death.
No one may believe it, but Carlos has always wanted to be a good person.
From birth, people will always make mistakes and do bad things more or less.
What is a bad thing? Standards vary from person to person.
But there is one thing in common, that is, all bad things will make the initiator feel regret.
His morality is perfect and he has no regrets in his life. When Carlos discovered that he was alive again and had the chance to become such a person, he could no longer escape the curse of doing so.
It is true that doing good things makes people happy. I don't owe anyone, I have no regrets to anyone, I am beneficial to this world, I am a valuable person.
The sensory stimulation brought by such spiritual pursuit is far stronger than any functional stimulation of the Ten Maidens of the Night, let alone power and wealth.
Think about it, when Qiu Qianzhang, who was floating on the iron palm water, asked everyone who had not done bad things and killed innocent people in vain, Hong Qigong stood up and said that I had not. The scenery was simply picturesque.
Only the weak do bad things to survive, while the strong only do good things and change the world with their heart!
If you don’t believe me, think about it differently. Sargeras, the boss of the Burning Legion, is actually a good man who has been practicing his own justice. When he was on the side of order, he spared no effort to fight against chaos. After understanding the will of the void, he did it thoroughly.
A pure Titan, a god who has always been noble in a sense.
Carlos was thinking about it, and his mind suddenly wandered a little.
I'm afraid I'm going further and further on the road to becoming the best player in Azeroth, right?
Carlos didn't take the secret message from his old father-in-law Terenas seriously.
There is a difference between politicians and statesmen. Politicians are the ones who will do anything to get the chair under their butts. Politicians are the ones who can eat SHI for their own ideas.
Terenas was a man of ideas, but his butt was welded to the throne of Lordaeron, so it was difficult to guess what his old father-in-law's methods were, but it was very easy to figure out his starting point.
Unite with the outside world, fight without breaking up, and fight for a better life with the wisdom of mortals.
This is an absurd drama. Carlos wants greater power, but not to enjoy life, but for a more profound pursuit.
But he couldn't say this to others, and he couldn't even mention it. The path to power was Carlos' tool, and strategy was one of his weapons. Those who opposed him had loyal fans who supported him.
Privately, the title of High King has been secretly circulated.
The difficult choice made back then finally had a positive effect.
How could the Alliance's greatest hero, the Knight King of Alterac, be the Kingslayer?
Carlos has worked so hard to tie himself to political correctness.
I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Next, it is time to seek greater benefits for ourselves. If society wants to develop and mankind wants to progress, a leader is needed.
Carlos didn't want to waste his hard-earned time on the illusion of imperial glory, so he was already planning to compromise with the big guys in Lordaeron.
But don't compromise so easily, as this will be looked down upon.
However, you can't be too high-profile, and you can't have high hopes for your opponent's IQ.
The alliance's chess game is now played by a group of blind people.
So, Carlos thought twice and asked his father-in-law's emissary to bring back a tablecloth with two words written casually by Carlos in red wine.
Love and family.
