Some coincidences are just inevitable.
This night, on the west coast of the Kalimdor continent, the violent storm could not shake the demonized body of Illidan Stormrage.
The Naga family was invited, and Vashchi once again met the prince in his heart.
On this night, Arthas met all the diligent speculators gently, without any disdain or dissatisfaction. Three hundred miles away, it was the beginning of his master Ner'zhul's legendary hegemony.
This night, Carlos Barov traveled through hundreds of miles of silver pine forest and arrived at Milhouse's mage tower, but was informed by the golem guarding the gate that the master was not at home.
"Haha, do you think I believe it or not?"
Carlos turned his head, and he didn't know whether he was speaking to the exhausted guards behind him or to the unintelligent gatekeeper golem.
But Carlos had not expected an answer.
"Milhouse. Mana Storm, your property has been expropriated by the Alterac royal family."
After Carlos said this to the golem calmly, he crushed its head and arms, and then took out the mana core from the golem's chest with a visceral blow.
"No! Carlos, you can't do this. The mage's private property is sacred and inviolable! I'm going to Dalaran to sue you!!!"
"..."
"Ahem, warning, you have violated the private property of the great Milhouse Mana Storm. You have the right to remain silent. Everything you say will become evidence in court."
Funny Storm, you said you weren’t at home?
Carlos didn't know what to say, but this damn dwarf made him laugh.
In fact, after Carlos became king, Milhouse's biggest financial backer was the Barov family.
Milhouse Mana Storm is a genius, a true genius whose talents and interests are completely unrelated.
If the upper limit of Engineering is 315 points, then the upper limit of Milhouse Mana Storm is 315 points for each hand.
If the upper limit of mana is 10 points, then Milhouse Mana Storm will always be in an overload state.
This may be a family inheritance. Milhouse's parents are cousins, and he also married his cousin Milfis Mana Storm.
That's too far.
Milhouse is obviously very talented in the research of carrier engineering and the expansion of extremely effective pyrotechnics, but Mana Storm has plunged into the intelligent research of constructing golems and the topology of arcane magic.
If it weren't for the friendship forged back then and the stable orders from Alterac, God knows how Milhouse Manastorm would have been able to maintain his crude mage tower.
So when Carlos was sure that Milhouse was at home, he was not afraid of the mana storm turning his back.
I am your (financier) father!
"Open the door, I know you're home."
"I'm just counting down to five, five, four, three, one."
"Damn~! Where's two? You didn't count two!"
"Open the door, Milhouse."
"Uh, ah, this..."
Carlos stopped talking nonsense and concentrated the power of the Holy Light on his fist, preparing to physically transcend the gate of Milhouse's mage tower.
"Stop! I opened the door, I can't open the door, it's not me, I can't..."
Milhouse. Mana Storm's voice was filled with tears.
Then, the door to the mage tower opened, and Carlos entered the room fearlessly.
Then, in the living room, Carlos saw Milhouse Mana Storm tied to a pillar by two female dwarfs.
"Hey, Mirphis, long time no see, and this is... Chromie?"
"Carlos, um, I'm sorry, I..."
Milphis Manastorm, Milhouse's cousin and wife, looked at Carlos sheepishly, then at Chromie, not knowing what to say, and finally just studied her shoes.
"I think we should have met more than once."
Chromie tilted his head and looked at Carlos.
Then Carlos smiled disdainfully.
"Get out of here, you stupid dragon."
Both Milhouse, who was tied to the pillar, and Milfis, who was admiring his little shoes, pricked up their ears.
"Just give up. It's the best choice for everyone."
Chromie was sure Carlos understood exactly what he was saying.
"You haven't met Ling Yi yourself yet."
Carlos dropped his playful smile.
"Huh? You mean..."
Chromie raised her palm, and some of the strange light left behind slipped from her fingertips and became invisible.
"This is impossible, this is unreasonable, this...ah!"
Taking advantage of Chromie's distraction, Carlos grabbed her twin tails with one hand and started shaking her wildly.
"Hahahahahaha, I've wanted to do this for a long time, hahahahahahaha."
After shaking for more than a minute, Carlos let go of Chromie's ponytail.
Unfortunately, the cute dwarf girl's shaky kill did not appear. Chromie, who is essentially a giant dragon, just snapped his fingers and his hairstyle returned to its original state.
"You know, there has to be a Lich King."
Chromie said earnestly.
"Don't talk nonsense until I meet the other you. Isn't everything I'm doing now exactly what you want?"
Chromie was lost in thought.
"Milphis, put your cousin down. Milhouse, prepare the aircraft for me. I want to rush to Lordaeron before dawn."
Seeing that Chromie had no reaction, Mirfis did as Carlos said.
And the liberated Milhouse even crawled away from the two cute and terrifying female dwarfs, and went to prepare an aircraft for his (financer) father.
The dwarfs are really capable of action. In less than half an hour, Milhouse had prepared the jet birotor aircraft Carlos needed.
The twin rotors are vertically stable, driven by magic energy jets, with a speed of up to 500 miles per hour. It can fly for eight hours on a single charge. Apart from the minor problems of engine explosion and parts falling off at high altitude, it is a transportation vehicle that has no flaws in the past era.
The top of other people's mage towers is either a star observatory or a griffon's nest, but the top of Milhouse Mana Storm's mage tower is a huge repair shop and landing pad.
In order to escape from the clutches of his beloved wife/cousin Milphis Mana Storm, Milhouse volunteered to be the pilot.
On the other side, Carlos, who was putting on his windproof suit, waited patiently for the attendants to refold the inspected parachute and put it back into the ejection backpack.
It is impossible to land normally, and it is impossible to land normally in this life. Parachuting is the only way to survive.
"The engine is warmed up and the aircraft is ready to take off."
With the roar of the huge engine, the great creation of engineering carried the Creator and the Father of the Creator away from the comfort of the planet's gravity, streaking through the night sky like a meteor.
"Chromie? Are you there Chromie?"
Mirphis Mana Storm called softly several times, but found no one responded, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, I began to excitedly look for the private money hidden by my husband/cousin.
