As the royal sister of the King of Alterac, the eldest lady of the Barov family, a disciple of Antonidas, and an officially certified intermediate mage in Dalaran, Ilusia Barov is a celebrity.
So it is common for various organizations to invite her to join.
And Ilucia also understands her status. To some extent, she plays the role of a girl who distributes wealth. She relies on financial aid to support certain potential individuals and organizations to maintain the Barov family's influence within Dalaran.
So when she mentioned the sorceress's gathering place, Carlos' first reaction was to ask for alms.
"They only recruit female spellcasters to join, and claim to have mastered a way for women to gain great power. In order to win my trust, they also provided a layout diagram of the magic circle."
"Well, what next."
"They underestimated me. Behind the dazzling reveal of the magic network, the basic context is clear. It is the magic circle summoned by the void. So I gradually alienated them."
"Summoning from the Void...Devil Worship?!"
"It's not a demon, it's something else, something we usually stay away from."
"Is that so? Well, it's very important information."
"It's good if I can help you. I will contact them again and let you know when I have any news."
"Are you...how are you doing?"
"It's nice, free air."
The conversation between Carlos and Ilucia was full of peace and tranquility, but it made Carlos feel uncomfortable.
Forget it, that’s it.
He sighed helplessly and didn't have much thought.
After leaving Ilucia, he handed the door sticker directly to Kel'Thuzad, and dinner was settled.
After all, he was the deputy speaker of the Dalaran Mage Council. Antonidas did not punish Kel'Thuzad in any real way other than a heart-wrenching rant. Kel'Thuzad, who was feeling unhappy, simply gave himself a vacation and stayed at home to go on strike. He believed that within a few days, the Kirin Tor would have to beg him to go to work.
Now Kel'Thuzad is still the archmage with a strong thirst for knowledge. He is neither paranoid nor crazy, and is very good to interact with.
Caliya was shocked by Kel'Thuzad's mansion full of pragmatic magic, such as the magic-sensor automatic door, the constant-temperature fireplace, the automatic scribe doll, the violet eternal garden in the backyard, and the cat rolling in the catnip bushes. .
Even though Jia Liya was born into the royal family of Lordaeron and was used to the luxury of the world, she had never seen the luxury of an archmage.
"This one's name is Popizzi, and this one's name is Pipi. How about you, be well behaved. They are both good cats."
"Well, it's so cute. Even if it does this, this, and this, it won't get angry. It's such a cute cat."
Because of Carlos's intentional indulgence and her father Alex's deliberate indulgence, young Galiya did not notice that the Barov family was downplaying their political attributes. Instead, she thought it was the favor of her husband and father-in-law. After marriage, The living girl's heart exploded, and she had almost forgotten all the teachings of her father Terenas.
This is fine. A teenage girl should live out her life in the flowering season and the rainy season.
Seeing that Kaliya was obsessed with playing with cats, Carlos signaled Kel'Thuzad with his eyes, "Let's talk."
Holding cups of black tea, the two of them leaned on the terrace. Kel'Thuzad's eyes shone and he quietly activated the anti-magic barrier to block prying eyes.
"It's an unreasonable disaster. I applied for access to information related to necromancy through the proper channels. Now that the warlock has touched the interests of the mage, he's going to use me to cut it. It's really a bureaucracy."
"The rights status of a spell caster?"
"What else could it be? The guy who was crushed and rounded by me before suddenly has the confidence and qualifications to challenge him. Some people are afraid."
Within the system, Kel'Thuzad hit the nail on the head and told the truth about the internal strife in Dalaran.
The academic mages attack dissidents, and the Kirin Tor consolidates their dominance.
The murder committed by the warlock is just the introduction. The real reason is that these people who practice warlock magic have the possibility to shake the foundation of the rule of the six-member council.
That is the spread and inheritance of magic.
The magic of the warlock does not rely on the words and deeds of the mentor, but a gift from the void, from the devil's transaction, from the epiphany when the soul is burned, no matter which one is incompatible with Dalaran's existing system.
To put it simply, the warlock is just a parasite attached to Dalaran, only consuming materials and not giving back any benefits.
The most critical point is that the rulers of Dalaran do not have the fundamental means to restrict warlocks - the monopoly of magical knowledge.
Therefore, the warlock must die.
"So, those warlocks seeking death only reduce our sense of guilt. Originally, mages have a relatively indifferent moral outlook, and even we mages can't stand it. Those warlocks deserved their death."
"I'm really not interested in your revelations about Dalaran. The Alterac border guards submitted a sighting report of the flying giant rabbit to me."
"Ahem, that has nothing to do with Dalaran...well, it has nothing to do with it."
"Well, the flying giant rabbit has nothing to do with Dalaran, but what about the scary blue and white checkered cubes."
"What a scary blue and white grid. I don't know what squares are. You don't want to be innocent."
"Okay, I was invited to come here. It's not good to do nothing. There is an organization targeting my sister. I want to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, so it's convenient for me."
"No problem. I will send a message to my subordinates later and they will cooperate with you."
"Thank you. Also, is it true that Dalaran has not conducted research on the puppetization of ooze monsters?"
"It's enough!"
The county magistrate is not as good as the current one. There are some things that Antonidas orders will appear to be a fuss, and the final order will be out of shape, and looking to the lower-level bureaucrats will shirk responsibility. Kel'Thuzad's position is simply perfect. As the deputy speaker who presides over the daily work of Dalaran, he The order was implemented very quickly.
After enjoying a magically cooked meal, Carlos sent Calia back to the villa and gathered people to prepare for the sorceress gathering place.
The difference between the King and the Lone Ranger is reflected here.
According to the general plot development, Carlos should wait patiently for the inspection and evaluation of the sorceresses after his sister Ilucia reconnects with the sorceresses, then pretend to get close, and finally go to their gathering place alone, and wait until the stolen goods are gone. After getting a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops and horses came to meet him. Leaving gracefully and calmly after a magic battle.
But it’s almost 500 chapters since I’ve been working hard to survive, who wants to play a normal plot with you?
With just a few names provided by Ilucia, and with the cooperation of Dalaran's technocrats, Carlos easily relied on magical aura positioning technology to locate several members of the sorceress guild who stayed in Dalaran.
Kel'Thuzad and Antonidas were responsible for the secret arrest, and the actions of the Paladin did not arouse any resistance or obstruction from the Dalaran mage enforcers.
Before midnight, Carlos destroyed the organizational structure in Dalaran, where the sorceresses gathered.
During a break in the interrogation, he visited Alonsos Faol late at night. Carlos didn't spend much time convincing the big boss of the Knights of the Silver Hand to delegate command to him.
By the time Carlos had tidied up his troops, the interrogation was almost over. The sorceresses could not withstand the torture of magic and had already told the truth.
A horrifyingly childish conspiracy.
Behind them was a Dreadlord who wanted to meet Carlos and so encouraged the power-hungry sorceresses to approach Ilucia.
If you want to meet, then meet.
Varimathras, I, Carlos, do as you wish.
