Chapter 2 2Important Task
Angmar gently knocked on the door, and Kael'thas' tired voice came from inside: "Come in."
Kael'thas sat on the chair very inelegantly, with his legs propped up on the table, his head leaning against the back of the chair and his eyes closed, completely devoid of the majesty of a prince.
In the previous operation to destroy the Sunwell, even after rigorous calculations, in order to ensure that the magical energy transmitted in the reverse direction by the Moon Crystal was enough to overload the Sunwell, Kael'thas, Rommath, and Astalor had to do their best.
Fully exerted, almost overdrawn.
"Your Highness the Prince." Angmar bowed and saluted.
"Sit." Kael'thas opened his tired eyes, took a deep breath, and sat up.
Angmar nodded slightly and sat down opposite Kael'thas respectfully.
"I must apologize to you, or in other words, to all my compatriots." Kael'thas sighed heavily, "You reminded me of the imminent threat over and over again, but I never took the Scourge to heart.
I have to admit, I was very wrong... My innate arrogance destroyed this kingdom and destroyed my father. If I could have listened to your advice, perhaps all this would not have happened."
At this time, Kael'thas' face was full of regret, which was very different from his usual appearance. He watched Quel'Thalas being destroyed and the people being slaughtered, how could he feel better? What's more, all of this had happened long ago.
It was foreseen by his own advisor, but he turned a deaf ear to it.
This last descendant of the Sun Chaser had never felt such strong regret in his long life.
In front of his people, he is powerful, majestic and infectious. Everyone will pin their hope of getting out of the predicament on him and regard him as their spiritual pillar.
But behind closed doors, Kael'thas would be discouraged by confusion and helplessness.
"Your Highness, there is no need to blame yourself. You have done a good enough job. The deceased have passed away. The only thing we can do is to carry forward their legacy and restore the glory of the ancient Kingdom of Quel'Thalas." Angmar said softly.
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Kael'thas turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the messy Silvermoon City, and sighed quietly. After a long while, he leaned into the soft seat, closed his eyes tiredly, and said softly: "
Tell me about your upbringing. I'm curious as to what gave you such a far-sighted vision. Just think of it as... small talk."
Your Highness, my far-sighted vision does not come from my growth experience, but from my familiarity with the historical process.
Thinking of this, Angmar said: "I was born into a civilian family in Sun Corona Village. My parents died in a troll attack when I was very young. Mr. Anselon adopted me and he is my magic enlightenment teacher."
Anselon also has another title - "Guide". In later generations, he will open the door to teach at the Yingyu Pool outside Silvermoon City, teaching magic knowledge to civilian apprentices for free. He is Angmar's adoptive father.
"When I was ten years old, I was admitted to Fasselin Academy. With the support of the royal family, I completed my studies as a magic apprentice and a junior mage. However, I did not stay at the academy for further studies, but went to Dalaran for advanced magic.
I studied at the academy for two years. Then you will know everything, Your Highness. After graduation, I was discovered by you and became your consultant until now."
Fasselin Academy, also known as Fasselin Royal Academy of Magic, located on Sunstrider Island, is an institution of higher learning and magic established by the Sunstrider royal family. It is known as the "Cradle of Magisters" and has trained many outstanding mages for Quel'Thalas.
, most of these people later successfully passed the magister qualification selection.
Kael'thas suddenly looked at Angmar and chuckled: "I didn't 'discover' you, it was that guy Lana'thel."
Angmar was stunned.
Kael'thas continued: "I did a lot of magic experiments at that time, and the financial budget was seriously overrun for six months in a row, which made Lannathel, who was in charge of the accounts, breathless. She asked me for an assistant, and I
She agreed. So she selected you - as for why you were included in my advisory group, it's because the salary of a low-level consultant is much lower than that of an accountant from Dalaran."
Angmar couldn't help but feel ashamed. He had been Kael'thas's advisor for three years, but in the first year, he was forced to do accounting work by Lana Thel, the prince's personal attendant, and even had meals.
I sleep in piles of ledgers.
There is no way, Kael'thas has too many expenses, not to mention food and clothing, what really accounts for the most is the various magic experiments that have never stopped. The gold coins spent every month are enough to buy Dalaran.
A luxury home on the most expensive street.
A few months later, when Lannathel found that Angmar was fully qualified for her job, she left all the accounting matters to him, became a hands-off shopkeeper, and enjoyed traveling around the mountains and rivers all day long.
It was also at that time that Angmar learned that Lana'thel, the "Blood Queen" of later generations, had such a side.
"Until Romance told me that the 'young consultant' who was always bullied by Lanna'thel not only passed the Dalaran Intermediate Qualification Examination in his spare time, but also published several papers on the history of the orcs, which caused a stir in Dalaran.
There was a big sensation, and I realized that I had buried a valuable talent, so I transferred you back to my side." Kael'thas said.
Angmar said thankfully: "Your Highness, thanks to your wise move, otherwise I would never give up until Miss Lannathel dies of exhaustion."
Kael'thas gave a rare laugh, "It's rare to meet such an honest child. Of course she will make the best use of everything... Okay, the break is over, let's talk about business."
Kael'thas sat up from his chair, his expression returning to its previous solemn state.
Angmar's face couldn't help but straighten.
Kael'thas said: "As I said yesterday, I am ready to solicit help from humans. The destruction of Quel'Thalas made me realize how powerful the Scourge is, and we can no longer be alone. Once the Alliance army is completely destroyed, we will
We will be trapped in an isolated and helpless situation. We must form an expeditionary force as soon as possible to completely eliminate the threat of natural disasters in the south, so that we can recover and rebuild our homeland in a safe environment."
Angmar's mood was very complicated. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't want Kael'thas to make such a decision.
In the official history, when Kael'thas led his clan's elites south to support the war, he was deliberately challenged by Alliance Grand Marshal Garithos and was entrusted with a suicidal mission. After being forced to accept Naga's help, the blood elves were accused of being
Traitor, and thrown into an underground prison in the ruins of Dalaran.
In the end, the blood elves chose to join Illidan's command under Naga's recommendation and went to the Outland. After meeting Kil'jaeden, Kael'thas fell because he was promised transcendent power that could save his people from water and fire.
But Kael'thas was right, and Angmar had no way to refute it.
In the official history, Quel'Thalas was indirectly saved from disaster because of Illidan's series of actions.
Illidan first used the Eye of Sargeras to cast a spell to attack Icecrown Glacier. Although he failed to destroy the Lich King, it caused damage to the latter's container and continued loss of power.
After occupying Outland, he was forced to return to Azeroth under Kil'jaeden's order, trying to completely eliminate the Lich King.
The Lich King had to recall Arthas and the main force under his command to protect himself. As a result, the Scourge's control over Lordaeron declined. The Banshee King Sylvanas took the opportunity to mutiny, reducing the pressure on the Alliance.
The situation on the battlefield of Lordaeron finally ended with the destruction of the main force of the Scourge. The blood elves were able to quietly lick their wounds and recover in a safe environment.
"Your Highness, my advice remains unchanged. This war has created a community of interests among the tribes and countries in the north of the Eastern Continent. We are closely connected by the war. We are both prosperous and devastated. Our goals are surprisingly the same: to drive away natural disasters and restore health.
Land." Angmar suggested.
"We must change the inherent concepts of our people. We are no longer an independent magical kingdom, but a wasteland in urgent need of reconstruction. We must actively participate in the war and eliminate the enemy's threat from the source; we must consider the long term and solicit assistance from all aspects.
"
"We have become a whole. In the face of this level of disaster, trying to avoid the war by dividing ourselves from the whole is undoubtedly the most stupid behavior. The human Kingdom of Gilneas is already building the Greymane Wall, perhaps
They can survive this war safely, but they will be abandoned by the trend of the world. What should they do next time? It is difficult to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Their economy will decline as they become complacent. Their war theory is out of touch with the times, and their military
Combat strength has declined..."
"In my humble opinion, the third war is just the beginning of Azeroth's entry into a period of chaos, and catastrophes will follow one after another in the future. Isolationism is the last resort. It may have good results in the short term, but in the long run
If we don’t make changes, we will inevitably become passive in the turbulent situation!”
"This principle is the same for our clan." Angmar added.
After Kael'thas heard this, he thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Angema, it's hard to believe that these words were spoken by a child who is only twenty-three years old." The prince praised, "The times have restricted the vision of most people."
Because the war has not spread to the whole of Azeroth, currently all races still look at racial diplomacy issues from an isolated and one-sided perspective.
A few years later, two major military alliances emerged. The tribes headed by orcs, and the real alliance headed by humans, were at war with each other.
The tribes of Azeroth were frightened by one world-destroying war after another, and had to put aside their prejudices against each other and unite to stay warm and resist foreign enemies.
I don’t know how many years it will take until the world understands this truth.
Angmar responded: "Your Highness, the sooner you straighten out this relationship, the sooner you can stand at the forefront of the world's trends and take the initiative."
"I never realized in the past that the Alliance would become an indispensable ally for us." Kael'thas sighed. He rubbed his brows tiredly and said, "I need a special envoy to contact the Alliance for me. In addition, due to the sun,
Due to the chaos of the ley line caused by the explosion of the Well, during this period of time, I have been unable to attend the Kirin Tor Council of Six through magical projection, so I still need an agent. I want to hand over these two tasks to you, young man
consultant."
Angmar reacted, quickly stood up and saluted: "It is my honor to take on such an important responsibility, Your Highness."
"I don't need you to do too much. It's enough to use your smart mind to help me assess the situation. Your status as special envoy should help you carry out your work better." Prince Kael'thas walked to the window again and stared at the devastated scene.
Silvermoon City.
"Hopefully we can defeat the Scourge."
Chapter completed!