Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1447 80. No, shut up! You are not a prophet at all!

  Compared with the last meeting at the Northshire Abbey, when I saw Lothar this time, the only remaining human aura on the Lich King had disappeared, replaced by a heavy aura.

   Most people would describe it as "majestic".

   But in the eyes of the pirates, this complex temperament is not just because of the change in Lothar's mentality, but also related to the war he is now in.

   There can be no gentleness in the man who is directing the killing of the Legion.

   Just under the cliff in front of Blake, the ghosts of Sandara from Crystalsong Forest have been shaped into an army of ghost hunters only under the command of His Majesty the Lich King.

   These upper elves who died tragically in the cold winds of the north were unable to get rid of the curse of magic after their death. After thousands of years of wandering in their former homeland, their souls were finally awakened from the confusion of chaos.

   Although Lothar asked them to wake up, it was only to "speed up" the war he was waging with the Drakkari trolls.

   "What a majestic military might, my majesty."

  Blake stood beside Lothar, and together with him looked at the Sandara Wraith Legion marching on the cold land below, he said flatteringly:

   "These elves are not ordinary.

They even dared to attack and steal the treasures and knowledge of the blue dragons when they were unable to resist the erosion of magic addiction thousands of years ago. Although their adventure failed and their civilization and city were built in, this failure cannot change my opinion of them. the opinion of.

  Shandara spirits who can fight against blue dragons are very powerful.

   Most importantly, they are full of courage, not only do they have the delicate faces and polite demeanor that are the hallmarks of other elves, but when necessary, they can do anything to survive. "

  The smelly pirate coughed and said to Lothar:

   "It's really an amazing quality.

   Even among the undead who have no morale at all, this is a very, very rare character, and you will know how right it is to recruit these lonely ghosts who have nowhere to go.

   I have been suggesting that Lord Ravencrest send a raven knight to recruit them, but perhaps it is fate that this army of elven ghosts has finally fallen into your hands.

   Destiny is always like that. "

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "It will always give the best to a unique life like you, my majesty, frankly I am really jealous, no one in my destiny has arranged everything for me in advance."

   "Are you here to help me? Or are you here to complain to me about your failures in life?"

Lothar, who was holding Frostmourne in his hand, asked a blank face, causing the stinky pirate to shrug his shoulders. With that weird sneering expression on his face again, he took a pipe and exhaled a smoke ring before responding to Lothar. Speaking of:

   "Before starting the business, I'll have a chat with you as usual. It's a matter of etiquette. If I talk about the business right away, it would seem a little too ruthless, doesn't it? My Majesty.

  You are from a noble family. No one knows these red tape better than you. "

   "I'm an emotionless undead now, Blake."

  Lothar maintained his posture with both hands on the sword, he said in a low tone:

   "So don't try to win my favor by making jokes with me, you should know that there is only one way to make me like you, and that is don't waste my time!

   Stupid mortals always think that time is very forgiving to the dead, but it is not so.

  My time is limited after all, and I don't want to waste a second.

  Tell me, Black, about the news you brought me, about how you are going to end the war between your underlings and the Alliance fleet, about everything you have secretly prepared for this war. "

   "Your Majesty, have you also become a powerful prophet?"

  Black said with a weird expression:

   "I didn't tell you, I came here because of these few things. You guessed so accurately just by guessing. It really makes people look at you with admiration."

   "Don't flatter, it doesn't make sense."

  Lothar said calmly:

   "You suddenly appeared in my war with the frost trolls, I don't even need to think about it to know your purpose, you need me to temporarily stop my war and join your attack on the alliance fleet?

  You need me and Frostmourne to help you"

  The Lich King paused, then moved his fingers with black gauntlets and said:

   "It's not impossible, but what can I get out of it? Blake, your dark wisdom must have woven a set of rhetoric for me, waiting for me to ask questions, and then be trapped in it by you.

  Say it.

   Let’s skip the red tape and get straight to the point. "

  Lothar's peculiar reaction made Blake's eyes roll wildly. He found that the bald uncle, who was just and a little pedantic, seemed to have suddenly become rational and realistic after death.

   Have to say, this is really good news.

   It saves Black having to spend more words to convince the Lich King to accept his invitation.

   So, after a few seconds, Blake said the remarks he had prepared for a long time:

"Didn't I say it just now? Your Majesty, I have prepared for you an admiral who is unique to you. He can recruit and train sailors for you, and create a powerful sea force that matches the ground forces for the undead natural disaster. .

   This is what you need right now.

   Don't you think that just relying on the stupid undead crawling out of the grave is enough to conquer the world? The undead natural disaster without sea control is too sad, it can only be reduced to a background board used by bad guys like Dai Lin to 'record'. "

   "If you don't plan to stab your father to death and send it to me as a 'tribute', then the 'admiral' you speak of is only one person."

  Lothar glanced at Blake and said:

   "You mean Marshal Barry Westwin, Commander of the Alliance Fleet?"

   "Yes, Your Majesty, that's him."

   Black coughed and whispered:

   "Although he is slightly weaker than Daelin in the commanding art of naval warfare and commanding the fleet, he is a true master of naval warfare in the current world of Azeroth.

   He has all the good qualities of any naval hero!

   He was born in Kul Tiras, served in my grandfather's fleet, grew up with Daelin, and fought together.

   He would have a very bright future in Kul Tiras if he hadn't finally chosen to join the kingdom of Lordaeron due to some conflict of ideas and a sad noble title.

   In short, it's hard to find someone who can match Marshal Barry Westwin in naval battles.

   Just seeing how badly his toy fleet in command of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas beat my undead pirates during this time, you should know that this old guy is a real talent!

   You must not miss him.

   And I have arranged it for you, as long as you appear in the right place at the right time, and then swing that fateful sword, everything will be settled.

   I got a victory, and you got the future of the Scourge. "

   "But I have to harvest that legendary soul myself."

  Lothar said expressionlessly:

"You told me about Barry Westwin as a 'target' rather than a 'reward', that is not a reward that I can get my hands on, he needs me to fight, to waste time, to do what you want work.

   In your words, you are a white wolf with empty gloves, Black.

  If you really want me to seriously consider suspending the war on the frost trolls and give you all my support, then you better have some sincerity in what you say next. "

   "Well well, I just said the wrong thing, my dear majesty."

  Black finally became a little more serious under Lothar's "kind reminder", and he whispered:

   "Admiral Barry Westwin is not a 'reward', in fact he is just a 'perks' for your aid trip, like meat on hand.

  It is up to you to eat or not to eat.

   The reward I really want to pay is right in front of my eyes!

   Of course I won't ask you to stop your war to support me, that's too much, you also need to show your strength to those who are watching you, this is not something that can be taken carelessly.

   But what I want to tell you is that I will help you end this boring war with the frost trolls, and I will help you take down the troll Frost Lord Malak, who has been preventing you from uniting Zul'Drak!

  Without that guy's leadership, a shard of frost trolls will be crushed in front of your undead natural disaster, and I don't even need to participate in the follow-up affairs.

   As long as the Frost King falls, the collapse of the frost troll civilization will be instantaneous. "

   "This is almost the same, I seem to feel your sincerity."

   Frosty, the emotionless Lich King Lothar finally showed a slightly interested smile. He looked at Black with his blue soul fire eyes, and said:

   "My death knight striker Yrel and my archlich Antonidas have been trying to find the exact location of Frost King Malak, and they are trying to carry out a precise beheading operation.

   But we don't know the land as well as those native trolls.

   This has delayed our military operations, and Ryan, the frontline commander, has complained to me many times about the troubles caused by the lack of terrain and local intelligence.

   Maybe I should sew up Ryan's mouth so he doesn't complain anymore.

   Maybe it was the years of parting that made me selectively forget what a troublesome person Ryan is. He has been complaining since his resurrection, which really bothers me.

   Or, can I pin my hopes on a true master assassin? "

   "Then it's on me, Your Majesty, and I'm more than willing to do it myself."

  Blake grinned, and he said with a sigh:

   "Perhaps you don't know, but more than two years ago, when I was a rookie at that time, I made a fate prediction for His Majesty Malak by accident.

   Seriously, I didn’t want to miss the moment of seeing him fulfill the prophecy.

   I came to Northrend just for this.

   Oh yes, one more thing, my dear majesty. "

  Black and Lothar agreed on the goals and rewards of the two parties. Judging from the attitudes of the two at this time, they were very satisfied with the agreement reached by the two parties and were preparing to put it into practice.

   But before the undead pirate and the undead Scourge really begin to work together, the pirate has one last piece of trouble plaguing him.

He pointed to Nathanos Maris and Sylvanas Windrunner who were standing not far behind the two, and said to Lothar, who was manipulating the undead bone dragon to fly in the sky and surveying the battlefield ahead from a high altitude. :

   "Those two little cuties, from the human kingdom and the elf kingdom, are entrusted by their king, bishop, and the people who never leave you, to come to this hopeless and gloomy place to find you.

   and trying to get some news from you.

   or some responses. "

   "I should have told you, Blake, don't waste my time!"

  Lothar said without looking back:

   "Frostmourne has an insatiable appetite, especially for these fragrant souls, which always make her linger. But for your sake, I can pretend that I haven't seen them."

   "Well, that's what I told them too."

  Black spread his hands and said:

   "But stubborn idiots keep thinking I'm cheating on them.

   They feel that in your heart at this time, the great man Lothar still exists and is still alive, and they can use something like "truth, goodness and beauty" to bring you back to the past.

   You know how strong will the fools can be when they do stupid things.

  So, instead of dragging it on like this, my suggestion is to see you soon, Your Majesty.

   These two rangers are respectable people in their respective countries. They have their own dignity and integrity. They will bring themselves and what you have seen and talked about back to their respective countries.

   I believe that this information is enough to tell hopeful rulers and citizens, and I believe that the answers will also make them realize the truth.

   It's not easy.

   But just like educating children, they have to feel reality to grow.

  The most important thing is that if you reject these two decent people's requests this time, then the next time the idiots from the Eastern Kingdom may send you to look for your guys, it is estimated that it will not be so 'decent'.

  I know you don't mind Frostmourne getting a few more vile souls, but why talk with weapons if things can be settled with words?

   Pointless battles are the most delayed development time.

   You are right? "

   The ruthless Lich King frowned at the slick tongue of the pirates. He didn't seem to want to waste time on this sort of thing, but perhaps the pirates gave credible reasons.

   In short, after more than ten seconds of silence, Lothar waved his hand and said:

   "You've convinced me again, Blake, you're really good at persuading people in all kinds of situations, and I'm feeling more and more that it was a mistake not to have you as my lieutenant last time.

  Perhaps I should betray my faith once, so that you can actually be included in my camp?

   And I think that after I succeeded in sneak attacking you, there should be no one to blame you. My act of eradicating evil pirates may make those who fear me start to praise my killing virtues loudly? "

   "Your Majesty, you are going too far!

   Even despicable pirates wouldn't do such a **** thing, besides, don't look at me so annoying, but I'm not a lone star.

   There are many people who feel sorry for me.

   After all, who would hate a cute pirate who is smart, mighty, and so handsome and can do things? "

  Black obviously didn't care about Lothar's threat. Although the humming magic sword was dangling less than ten meters before his eyes, the pirate was still steady.

   He responded to Lothar's threat with a strange smugness, and beckoned Nathanos and Windrunner to come over.

  The ace diplomat Blake Shaw has used his own means to get through the relationship, and now the stage is handed over to the duo who do not know whether to live or die!

  The smelly pirate coughed a few times, and hid by the side and pricked up his ears.

   He would really like to see what kind of magical dialogue these two guys can have with Lothar, and what strategies are they going to use to convince Lothar to return to the state of being a great man of "truth, goodness and beauty"?

   "Lord Black, please don't eavesdrop!"

   But the duo came well prepared. After realizing that Blake was going to eavesdrop, Sylvanas made a "no approach" gesture to him with a stern face, and whispered:

   "His Majesty the Sun King specifically instructed you not to be present when I forwarded his letter to His Majesty the Lich King and spoke to His Majesty Lothar on his behalf."

   "Hey, Maris."

  Black said unhappily:

   "Manage your woman!"

   "Uh, Blake, my brother, although it's embarrassing, I actually got a similar order from Lord Fao."

   Nathanos turned around and said to Black in a tangled tone:

   "Your Majesty told me that it is difficult for others to ask you to help you do a good thing, because your price has always been high. But you don't need others to invite you, you will take the initiative to destroy those things you don't want to see.

   This is already your signature bad behavior in this world.

   So, Black, please don't get involved until this conversation is over.

   I can leave temporarily with you. "

  Maris looked at the smelly pirate and said softly:

   "I am personally on your side, I am firm, I don't want you to suffer such grievances."

   "What kind of grievance is this?"

  The smelly pirate grinned, waved his hands and said:

"I have no interest in a cause that is bound to fail, the only thing I want to see is how you're going to waste your time on it, but since you're so secretive about your shameful things, I'll Satisfy your pathetic ego.

   Go.

   Feel free to try.

   See how our Lich King will respond to you”

   (end of this chapter)