World of Warcraft: Conquest of Arthas
Chapter 86: WOW: 86 Are all ambassadors beautiful women?

Chapter 86: WOW: 86 Are all ambassadors beautiful women?

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"Oh, you’re interested in the congresswoman?"

Deathwing did not feel offended. To him, even if his son-in-law wanted to find a mistress, then let him do it. An incompetent man doesn’t even have a wife, while a capable man can find several or dozens of mistresses. It’s OK as long as he can handle it and not be exploited.

Alsace shook his head again and smiled ghostly, "Do you think they will agree?"

"will not."

Deathwing knows these races too well. He has learned about many races. He has mixed in with the boarmen, elephantmen, yaks, and even kobolds and gnolls to learn about them. He has done this to find qualified subordinates. He has certainly not let go of the high elves. He has spies, but they are not suitable for control and do not have much potential or value to be explored. In short, the cost-effectiveness is not high. They look down on others and are arrogant. It is really hilarious.

In fact, this is true. The arrogance of high-level elves is well-known, especially those in the wizard profession. They don’t just look down on others with their noses, but look down on others with their toes. They are extremely arrogant, as if they are the only the most noble and the others are rubbish.

"There’s a saying in Lordaeron that if you want to open a window in a gambler’s house, they will never agree. But if you say you want to tear down the house and turn up the ceiling, they might agree to let you open the window."

Alsace’s smile was unusually brilliant. Although the capitalists’ tactics were disgusting, it had to be said that they were very useful!

This is a well-known capitalist tactic. Didn’t a certain American capitalist buy Twitter in this way? The thirty-six strategies in Sun Tzu’s Art of War have been learned. Make excessive demands to anger the other party, draw a red line, and then retreat and ask for a reasonable request. It is easy to be rejected if you make this request at the beginning, so you must make a more excessive one.

Good buddy, Deathwing called him a good buddy. There is no Sun Tzu’s Art of War in Azeroth. This advanced art of war is applicable in any field, such as interpersonal communication, business negotiation, territory expansion, etc. "Very good, hehe, you can find a magician named Darkan, he is very dissatisfied with the Silver Moon Council, his ambition is too big, he is a chess piece, you know how to use him."

"I know. A dog that will bite you if you give it enough favors. That’s the kind of dog I need."

Of course, Alsace would not regard the other party as his confidant. This kind of person is just cannon fodder, a pretty crazy dog.

The two of them talked about some of their experiences, and it seemed that they were getting along better and better. Whether it was the current Arthas or Deathwing, they were not good people, nor were they pedantic. They were all self-centered people. As long as they were good to themselves, they would not feel the slightest bit of guilt even if they let others die. What was there to feel guilty about?

"I know what you are thinking about, and so is Marigos. Hehe, if nothing unexpected happens, I may spend the rest of my life in Dragon Rest Temple."

Deathwing suddenly changed the subject. He would not make any guarantees. That was all nonsense. What was the point?

"Do you think Magos will go crazy?"

Alsace also changed the subject. The two of them changed their conversational tone very quickly, and it would be hard to accept it without a strong heart.

"He was already mad."

Deathwing taunted, "By the way, don’t trust Sinestra, she’s a crazy woman."

Alsace touched his nose and asked, "Who is it? Is she pretty?"

Deathwing suddenly smiled playfully, and no one knew what he meant. "If you have the ability, you can have sex with her too. Your Highness, today’s conversation was very pleasant. We can continue the conversation in the Dragon Sleep Temple when we have time."

The four dragon kings also came over, obviously not giving them a chance to continue talking. Marigos began to cast a spell. With his ability, it would take some time to teleport everyone to the Dragon Rest Temple. The Spellweaver was very powerful, but he also had to follow the laws of magic.

Two seconds later, Arthas held Alleria’s hand, and they appeared together in an ancient and tall circular building, which was somewhat similar to the architectural style of ancient Rome, with a lot of marble and arches. Outside was a world of ice and snow, and you could see dragons of different colors flying. This was the Dragon Sleep Temple!

A blue dragon more than ten meters long flew into the Dragon Sleeping Temple. After a flash of light, it turned into a female elf with the appearance of a high-level elf, wearing a cool bikini armor. It seems that most female dragons like this look, which is cool and breathable.

"I have met His Majesty and several His Majesties."

"Alsace, this is Taeregosa. She will serve as the ambassador of the Blue Dragon Legion in your territory. The portal over there will take you back to the Eastern Kingdom. You can leave now."

Maligos didn’t want to talk much to Arthas, it was already quite good that he could say that much.

"Thank you. I hope you stay like this. Don’t get crazy. I don’t want to unite all the dragons against you one day."

Alsace nodded carefully.

"Oh you think I’ll be like him?"

Maligos sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.

"I’ve said before, fate is not to be trusted. Only the weak believe in fate, while the strong believe that man can conquer nature. It’s up to you, and I hope we won’t become rivals in the future."

Alsas was not worried that the other party would kill him. In fact, when dealing with these dragon kings, he had to use mysterious tricks and sorcery, which would be more effective.

Marigos was silent for a moment, then looked at Nozdormu, who did not answer. "That day will never come. Noganon gave me the title and honor of Spellweaver, and I will guard my duties."

"Reclaim the Weave, prevent other races from using magic, and then cause the collapse of Azeroth?"

Arthas laughed loudly and pulled Alleria into the portal. As for Onyxia, she needed to stay and deal with the affairs of the Black Dragon Legion. With the new king on the throne, there were too many things to do. She had to reorganize the Black Dragon Legion, remove the corrupted ones from the Legion, and then there was the responsibility of guarding the dragons waiting for her. Life was not easy.

"Nozdom, you’ve seen my future, right?"

Magros asked his friend.

"yes."

The Bronze Dragon King’s answer was simple.

"Humph, I won’t become the enemy of the whole world."

Magos also answered firmly that he would never become a public enemy like Deathwing! Definitely not! He must wait, wait for his wife’s resurrection.

"Hey, there’s something wrong with that portal."

"It’s just a random transfer. It must be in the Human Kingdom. Nothing will go wrong."

Magros smiled cunningly, obviously with no good intentions, it was just a prank.

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