Menethil's Power

Chapter 625 Glory of the Kingdom
Familiar with the sense of space disorder, the scene in front of them changed, and Isaacs and Kalia returned to Azeroth.

Among the dark templars guarding the portal, there was a special existence. He was taller and more gloomy. "See my lord." He said in a hoarse voice.

Isaacs nodded slightly, "I am very satisfied with your performance in the war, Akama."

"Really, he is obviously loyal to me, but he is ordered around by you." Kalia pouted.

Isaacs didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Should we still distinguish between you and me? Isn't mine yours?" He made an aggrieved expression.

"Hehe, what about your beauties, what are they mine?" Kalia didn't give any face.

For this question, Isaacs could only cough dryly twice, and did not answer.

He turned his gaze to Akama, the tall Broken Man remained expressionless, "Since you are here, what about Valeera, she should be back too?" Isaacs asked.

As two organizations with somewhat similar capabilities and powers, Ghosts and Dark Templar naturally interacted with each other. The two sides have cooperated in several operations, and the results have been very good.

"Yes, my lord." Akama spared words like gold.

Isaacs has never met Valeera directly since he went to the Broken Isles. Always relying on other ghosts to deliver news is not a long-term solution, and there are always things that need to be said in person.

Isaacs was just about to go find Valeera, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. After all, Kalia was by his side. Although she once stated that she did not care about his private life, she obviously brought a woman who was related to him to meet him. The other is less appropriate.

"Valeera? That female thief who doesn't like to wear leg armor?" Kalia narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"You and her shouldn't be considered strangers." Isaacs scratched his head.

"Of course I know her." Callia leaned in front of Isaacs, "Although I know many of your secrets, she obviously knows the most dirty things about you."

"If you must use the word 'dirty' to describe the normal affairs of an intelligence agency, so be it." Isaacs shrugged.

"Oh?" Kalia deliberately elongated her voice, but did not continue the topic, "Are you asking her now, are you going to meet her? If that's the case, I'll go with you, it's yours after all. As a capable subordinate, you can't alienate her too much."

Isaacs looked at her with some helplessness, and was a little confused about her thoughts for a while.

Akama was arranged to go back to Draenor for repairs. He would be rewarded if he successfully completed the task, mostly a pure essence of the void and the source of fel energy. Then, with his enhanced strength, he would better serve Isaacs and Kali Sub effectiveness.

Akama's loyalty lies in his ethnic group, so he can be assured of giving him strength instead.

The ghost headquarters is also located in the underground city of Lordaeron. Over the past few years, it has undergone several expansions, installed a large number of security facilities, and recruited some civilian staff. It already has the feeling of an intelligence center.

Due to the existence of the Space-Time Administration, Isaacs has absolute control over the situation in this world. Therefore, the focus of Ghost's work is mainly on the eastern continent and Lordaeron. Institutions, such as the names of seventeen mistresses of Lord Marcus, a petty lord near Stratholme, that Isaacs could quickly learn if he wanted to.

That's right, even Isaacs himself thinks that the ghost's tentacles are too long. Once the holographic stealth equipment that ordinary people can use is popularized, the intelligence information that can be obtained is simply beyond imagination. You must know that most human beings have nothing to do with it. Extraordinary ability, an invisible ghost can sneak into the manor of a noble lord without any scruples. After all, his invisibility equipment is made based on the principle of the holy light crystal leaf shadow, and does not involve arcane energy at all. Basic detection commonly used by mages Invisibility spells have no effect.

In other words, the whole kingdom now has few secrets from the Ghost.

The reason for this situation is very simple, that is, the sudden and sharp increase in the level of technology does not match the existing social status of Lordaeron, and this mismatch does not only exist in the military field.

However, Isaacs lacks interest in this. The root cause of all secret and conspiracy methods is that direct power is not enough to achieve his goal. If he had the current strength more than ten years ago, then he would directly kill the person who pretended to be Lord Prestor. Neltharion thumped on the ground. How could he feel that the Uncrowned were unreliable, so he secretly asked Valeera to form a ghost.

The internal affairs of Lordan Road are no longer worth worrying about.

Specter is a deadly dagger hidden in power, and this dagger should be held in the hands of the country's top managers, so Specter is ultimately responsible to Alsace, just like the Uncrowned is to Terena It's just that Alsace's abilities still need a lot of polishing.

Thinking of this, Isaacs couldn't help rubbing his chin. Although he was only two years older than Alsace, he viewed him from a similar angle to Terenas.

Isaacs did not find Valeera in the ghost headquarters, only saw Thassarian, and according to the young man, Valeera just came back in a hurry, and left again, saying that she was going to take charge of Gilneas task.

"She seems to be avoiding you." Kalia smiled half-smile.

Isaacs sighed, how troublesome a smart woman is is perfectly reflected in Kalia.

"Let me guess... It's nothing more than a fire in the backyard. It's very likely that you've found a new love, but Valeera shouldn't have conflicts with female dragons or humans..." She stuck her finger on the red On the lips, this is a very seductive gesture.Then he suddenly leaned close to Isaacs' ear, and the moist breath brushed his earlobe, "Is it the Windrunner sisters, the one with two souls entrusted to one body, or... all of them?"

Isaacs rubbed his forehead with his hand, "After the Battle of Quel'Thalas, Vereesa and I only met a few times."

"In other words, her two older sisters have been eaten by you." Kalia looked like that, "Two souls, one body, doesn't it feel very unique?"

Isaacs: "..."

Callia was jealous, of course, but she didn't show it. She had always had the sense to know how to tease Isaacs without arousing his resentment.

The two returned to the palace. Kalia had always been full of curiosity about that night. Isaacs was not thick-skinned enough to describe his experience in detail. He waved his hand and said with no refusal: "You go to see the father and the king." Empress, after all, you haven't come back for several months."

Kalia curled her lips, but left obediently. Ever since she got rid of the control of the Dreadlord, she had decided not to refuse any of his requests.

Separated from Kalia, Isaacs walked towards the Holy Sword Altar. There is not only a king in this palace, but also a great emperor.

Stromkar Warbreaker appeared with the Silver Hand back then, but for humans, the symbolic meaning of this sword is greater than its essence as a divine weapon. No one is qualified to use it and can only offer it up.

But things are different now.

But when he turned around the corner of the corridor, he suddenly saw Alsace, and beside him was a black-haired girl with a voluptuous figure.

Onyxia, the current queen of Alterac, of course she has another unknown identity, that is the black dragon princess.

"Why are you together?" Isaacs was a little strange.

"I just came back yesterday. I fell asleep because I was so tired. I woke up just now. I wanted to see my father, but when I came out, I ran into Miss Katrana." Alsace said.

He knows Onyxia's real body, not every human has the courage to think about a humanoid female dragon like Isaacs.

"By the way, it seems that your wedding date is coming soon." Alsace suddenly brought up a strange smile, "The most honorable couple in the history of the Eastern Kingdom, I won't bother you to exchange feelings."

He winked at Isaacs, and then, as he said, left this space for Isaacs and Onyxia.

When Arthas walked away, Isaacs looked at the black dragon princess, "Did Neltharion take the initiative to contact you or Nefarian?" This was the opening line he used almost every time he saw Onyxia.

The essential purpose of taking in the black dragon princess, making her the queen of Alterac, and even getting engaged was to draw Deathwing, but the black dragon king disappeared strangely, and even the bronze dragons could not be found.

"No." Onyxia replied, very cautiously.

The news about this war against demons has been sent back to Lordaeron, and the Black Dragon Princess realized that the man in front of her has become stronger.

"How did Nefarian hand over the prepared source quality ingot to Neltharion?" Isaacs frowned slightly.

"In the past, we passed through a magic circle that we didn't know where it led to. Occasionally, my father would send a few orders." Onyxia said timidly: "But now that magic circle has also failed. I don't know if it's because the source quality ingots are enough, or because something happened."

Isaacs remained silent. He realized now that the plan to lead out Deathwing had already failed. This is actually not surprising, after all, it was just a helpless move to make this plan in the first place.

It is no longer feasible to create the illusion that Onyxia is in control of the Lordaeron Alliance, so that Deathwing can contact her actively. With the strength Isaacs has shown now, Deathwing will not be so stupid as to think that he is like this. The existence of Onyxia will be controlled by Onyxia because of her beauty, which is as ridiculous as a kobold becoming the chief of the tribe.

The way Isaacs looked at Onyxia immediately changed. In this way, Princess Black Dragon is worthless. Could it be that he really married her?I have been raising this female dragon for several years, so I should take something back.

This kind of gaze made Onyxia's heart tremble, because she felt that he was looking at an animal waiting to be slaughtered. She showed mournful eyes and covered her chest with her hands, which was so pitiful that it made one's heart tremble.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little heavy, and Onyxia felt a little out of breath.

The appearance of a royal guard saved her, "Your Highness Isaacs, His Majesty the King wants you to go to the Throne Hall."

"I see." Isaacs nodded slightly.

He glanced at Onyxia with deep eyes, turned and left without saying anything.

Pushing open the heavy door of the throne room, Isaacs saw Terenas sitting on his throne, Kalia and Alsace standing on both sides, but no one else.

Isaacs understood that this was an internal royal meeting.

"Father," he said.

"You came just in time, my son." Terenas said, his back straight, his voice calm and powerful.

He looked at his three children, "From the moment Lordaeron was born, the surname Menethil has represented the highest glory of this country. We must be responsible for this country and the people of Lordaeron. That's why we're here."

He paused, and then looked at Isaacs again, "Before I do this, I must understand, my son, I heard that this war was almost turned around by you alone. To what extent has your strength reached?"

Isaacs thought for a while, and then gave a suitable statement, "If I want to do something, there should only be a limited number of beings in this world who can stop me."

Callia and Alsace were as usual, they already had this concept, and even felt that Isaacs was being humble.

A strange look flashed in the old king's eyes. Of course, he would not doubt Isaacs' words, and even knew that his eldest son was cautious by nature, and always adopted the most conservative attitude when evaluating himself.

"I see, then you are really not suitable to sit on this throne, or to be more precise, this throne cannot accommodate you." He smiled slightly, "You are already the most powerful support in this country, so naturally there is no need to stand on the front stage .”

"Indeed." Isaacs nodded.

"Then we should reconsider our relationship with neighboring countries and Lordaeron's position in the alliance." The old king said meaningfully.

The existence of Isaacs itself is Lordaeron's super weapon, and it is obviously impossible for countries with super weapons and countries without super weapons to be equal.

(End of this chapter)