Chapter 587 Son, son, I am your father

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Carlos had three chances to kill Nefarian, but he gave up.

Because God knows where Neltharion is watching the show.

Arrogance is no big deal, and Archimonde cannot read the finger of death to Carlos across the endless void.

But being arrogant is extremely dangerous. Only when you know yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles. If you don’t know how much you weigh, you will need a leash every minute.

It's not just Neltharion. Carlos knows that he has just stepped on that line now. Compared with those old things who have lived for thousands of years, he is still very young. Let alone the Dragon King, there are many people in the night elves who can take care of themselves.

So in Azeroth, personal force is very important, it can ensure your survival.

But personal force is not particularly important. In the face of collective power, personal force is so pale and powerless.

For example, the Burning Legion is a contradictory mixture of both a positive role model and a negative teaching material, a learning target and the ultimate enemy.

Overall, Carlos' Bizarre Adventure was a winner.

Because if he thought about it carefully, Carlos understood that he might not be able to reach the heights he is now after ten years of hard training, not to mention the intrigue and political oppression, and how much time he would have to train.

But after losing ten years, everything seemed so rushed, and the huge pressure forced Carlos's style of dealing to gradually become extreme.

Kel'Thuzad returned from Northrend.

The Cult of the Damned is about to cause huge waves in Lordaeron.

This is an established fact that Carlos cannot stop.

Because the people did not revere their king.

Compared to earnest persuasion, it feels so good to get something for nothing.

Carlos really has no interest in being a tragic savior and shouldering the sins of the world alone. If the sky falls, shouldn't a taller night elf be the one to hold it up?

So while he was promoting the "Reign of Terror" in Alterac, he sent a messenger to send a very formal request for a meeting to Malfurion and Tyrande.

The legacy Medivh left to him was more abundant than imagined. In other words, Aegwynn was a real boss. After eight hundred years of constant fighting, the footsteps of the previous generation of guardians have traveled almost all over Azeroth.

Being entangled in the human ecosystem is no longer Carlos's goal. Ending the Burning Legion's threat to Azeroth is the ultimate goal.

For this reason, Carlos decided to tolerate the outbreak of the undead disaster to a limited extent.

At this point, the northern border of Alterac began to be closed.

For the night elves to enter the game, Carlos decided to forget Thrall as the number one figure.

Whenever he thought about what Chromie had done, Carlos always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't figure out what he had overlooked. There was always a trace of doubt in his heart.

Neltharion and his Black Dragon Legion ceased operations after the Battle of Alterac, and there were no more follow-up actions against Carlos, which was puzzling.

One month after the Battle of Alterac, envoys from various countries arrived in Alterac as promised, asking to see Carlos.

In the same month, Alonsos Fao died of illness.

Judging from the reactions of human nations, the Alliance has reached the brink of self-collapse after losing the tribe as its formidable enemy. The slow reaction speed and internal intrigues tell that this most terrifying war monster in human history is already weakened.

Carlos suddenly understood why the bronze dragon had always emphasized that there must be a Lich King.

Because only such a "powerful" Scourge Legion can lead the Alliance and the Horde to fight against the enemy.

Although Carlos does not think that the tribe is a must-have thing, the current alliance is really useless.

The "Lordaeron Alliance" has reached a dead end. Carlos, as a former marshal, has begun to think about how to form the alliance that exists in memory.

It's a pity that the "Supreme King" at this time is still a bully and a complete political novice. Apart from his admiration and respect for Terenas, he has no political skills at all.

In terms of national strength, the Kingdom of Stormwind at this time is probably not as close as Alterac was after its battle with the Black Dragon Legion.

Carlos' previous strategy had a real effect. He hid his whereabouts and secretly planned an attack. He first stabilized his base and then showed his presence. The benefits of doing so were obviously better than asking his old father-in-law for help to establish his identity through the alliance.

At least few people dared to complain in front of Carlos about his tough blockade of the northern border.

When the envoys passed by Alterac City, they were all shocked by the tragic war scars.

As time passes, the true battle situation in Alterac gradually spreads out, and the gossip circulating in the market is no longer just gossip.

Although their faces showed sympathy for the huge disaster suffered by the people of Alterac, people talked more about how powerful the Knight King was.

The dilapidated city of Alterac was not a good place to receive envoys, and Carlos deliberately delayed this meeting. But in order to learn the truth, the envoys did not care to stop in Alterac City.

This gave Carlos plenty of time to meet his wife and children.

Keldaron Lake Castle still feels like home.

But when politics got involved in marriage, the king of Alterac didn't know how to face his queen.

But when Galiya handed over the command of the Anhador Guard to herself without reservation, Carlos understood that his little wife was still the same person in his memory.

It’s just that the little kid next to her with eyebrows, nose, and eyes is really an eyesore.

"Brother!"

Wilton Alex, who had become a ball of fat, interrupted the loving gaze between the couple, hugged Carlos's waist, and expressed his longing for his elder brother with snot and tears.

Fortunately, the previous embarrassment was diluted, Carlos comforted his brother, and then changed to a more private place to talk to Caliya.

If you are young, you will admire your parents. If you know how to be lustful, you will admire Shaoai.

Although Caliya was a legitimate princess trained by the Menethil family, she was somewhat unbalanced about marrying Carlos.

Because Carlos is the real hero, and he...

In ten years, Jia Liya has changed from a little girl to a mature woman, and she is no longer ignorant of her father's looming hints. Especially after having a child, the strength of being a mother supported her in fighting the world.

But when her missing husband returned safely, Jia Liya finally let go of the heavy burden on her shoulders after ten years and immediately sold the soldiers who were "loyal" to her.

This was also part of the original engagement. The lord of Anhador was Gallia, not Carlos, so the nominal owner of the soldiers guarding Anhador was also Gallia. In the years after Carlos disappeared, Terenas gradually regained control of the important place of Anhador through legal means step by step.

After taking back control of Anhador, the fish bone between Carlos and Gallia was no longer digested.

Unfortunately, there was no time to be gentle, and the silly boy who was eager to show his presence had a sad face and was ready to ask his father why he didn't come home for so many years.

"May I have your name?"

Carlos asked.

The young man turned his head and did not answer.

"Because you were not here when the child was born, it was the father who named him Alphonse Barov."

Jialiya hurriedly smoothed things over.

"I don't like this name."

Carlos thought for a moment and said something with a very clear subtext.

"Why don't you like my name? I've been missing for so many years. What qualifications do you have to care about me?"

The young man suddenly burst out emotionally and cried out.

"Just because I am your father."

Not only did Carlos not feel guilty, but he wanted to laugh.

You don’t even understand the concept of a filial son emerging from the stick. Son, my father is very disappointed in you.