Anomaly Of Warcraft

Negative life thinking will eventually trace its roots to three questions-Who am I? Where did it come from? Where are you going?

From these three questions, it is possible to think too much, and even come to the conclusion that I killed me. In the end, the whole person is not good, and the ending of GG Smecta is calmly ushered in.

Positive thinking about life often goes back to three questions-Who am I? Where to go? What are you eating tonight?

Simple, clear, and positive, it seems that it will eventually come to the conclusion that "people live to eat this absurdity".

However, dig a little, and sublimate a little. Isn't the "pursuit" itself the meaning of life?

Suppressing the routine night raid Sola face down to the ground, discussing the meaning of life for more than half an hour, Carlos loosened the shackles on the female elf.

"Hey, Carlos, I want a face and a figure, why don't you like me?"

Sola yelled dissatisfiedly for the limbs that were a little numb due to the dysfunction of blood and blood, for fear that others would not know that she was in Carlos's room.

"Because you are crazy, I'm afraid!"

Carlos seemed to be laughing, but inadvertently said his true thoughts.

"What's wrong with me, say it, I'll change it."

Sora frowned dissatisfied.

"How am I good, you say, I will change too."

Carlos answered bitterly.

"Hey, big girl who posted upside down, are you really indifferent at all?"

Sora looked at Carlos with a teasing look of "do you have a problem below?"

"Others sticking me upside down is nothing more than trying to make money. You stick up to me for a simple purpose, you want a child."

"Yes, yes!"

Sora nodded happily and interrupted Carlos's words.

"Then you are going to kill me, send your own child to the throne, and then take control of Alterac for a few years, then go horizontally and vertically, and finally move north to overthrow the Sunstrider King's Court, and then become Quail by yourself. The queen of Salas. A duo, mother and son with the same king, so beautiful."

Carlos molested and said maliciously.

"Yeah, yeah, ah! My old lady is a republican, and the old idiot who overcame Anastrian is also trying to form a real republic, who is the same as the current Silvermoon City Council of Nobles, you Don't slander me!"

Sora sat cross-legged on the ground, looking up at Carlos, as if she had been insulted.

"...You don't actually refute the previous part."

Carlos was speechless.

"...That was a misunderstanding."

Sora looked embarrassed.

"I won't make trouble with you, the great revolutionaries of the high elves, if you have enough fun, go back to sleep."

Carlos patted his cheek and issued an order to leave.

"Let's chat with you again."

Sora put away the hippie smile too.

"you are not tired?"

Carlos asked rhetorically.

"Can you sleep?"

Sora asked rhetorically.

"It seems I really underestimated you, let's talk about it, you can see what it is."

Carlos changed a more comfortable position, spread his palms and lifted it up, indicating that he would like to hear the details.

"Cut, I'm such a nympho, would you tolerate me such a fool?"

Sora made an expression of disdain.

"Although Bi Luohua Grand Magister is an expert in teleportation spells, I am not ignorant. Then I will contact you for the inexplicable southward and the situation in the country afterwards. I am not a fool and know that you have not finished before you are ready to complete. Great cleaning."

During the days when Carlos went north to Lordaeron to beg for marriage, Alterac's legion did not shrink due to the absence of the Supreme Commander, but once again drew 20,000 troops from Alterac City to fight together. The fifty thousand army and Lothar's main force went south, which is an objective reason for the tribe's defeat at Hillblad Hill.

In essence, Carlos is grabbing territory.

In terms of effect, Alterac's force accelerated the tribe's defeat in Lordaeron.

Judging from the results, the name Carlos Barov has added a few more colors to the league's record of merit.

However, the large number of domestic troops was transferred, making Alex Barov look a little pale in controlling the forces around Alterac.

In the all-out war, more than 100,000 civil servants and women were armed and mobilized. And 70,000 people were sent to the area south of Tarren Mill, and the remaining 30,000 people wanted to defend the vast area from Alterac Pass to Andorhal. There are still 90% standing on one acre of land. No one is standing in the place, there is a Corps at all.

At present, Alterac seems to be truly following the Barov family, and only the Royal City Guard and the Barov family guards stationed near Andorhal.

How many people are there in the Royal City Guard?

Less than three thousand people.

Although judging from the general situation, these three thousand people guarding the capital are already solid.

But what if the disaster starts from within?

How many of these three thousand people are really reliable and useful?

Originally, after the war eased, there was a voice from Alterac City asking the Grand Duke of the Regent to call back at least 10,000 people to return to Alterac's mountainous territory to participate in post-war reconstruction. But it was rejected by Alex Barov.

Although there are fields that can be cultivated in plateau areas, the output is inherently small. In the past, it seemed that Alterac and its surrounding areas showed a false prosperity because of the gathering of a huge number of refugees. After the war, it was necessary for a large number of people to leave the mountains regardless of whether they moved from the south to the north.

Because even the generous mountains cannot feed so many people.

And there is nothing trivial about the country, let alone the special situation of lifting the war.

In order to maintain the stability of the ruling class, dispatching the most reliable army back to the capital is a priority no matter how you look at it.

What is a higher priority than this?

The king was killed.

So where is the most loyal army in Alterac Kingdom?

Next to Carlos, in the swamp of the wetland.

"To be honest, I don’t know why you have to spend so much trouble. Although I have not been in human society for a long time, I haven’t noticed the political difference between you humans and our Quel'dorei elves. You have to clean up the disobedient guys... Well, like me, those who can kill find an excuse to kill, and those who can’t kill find a reason to exile it. You are the king!"

Sora really didn't understand what Carlos did.

Once again, Carlos felt that his superiority as a traverser disappeared.

I am a king. If I were not a king, all these actions would have caused dissatisfaction among the people.

I am a king, if I am not a king, who has the spare time to accompany myself to lay out slowly and settle down slowly.

Killing and fucking are the main theme of this world, and salvation and gifts are as rare and precious as the stars of the dark night.

But Carlos couldn't tell Sola, he was actually scared.

All this is not only to consolidate one's own kingship, but also an experiment.

Half of his strength comes from the army of the kingdom, from the dignity of the throne, and half from his years of experience.

And my own confidence, to put it bluntly, is given to me by the system.

I am different, there are "people" behind me!

The system gave Carlos courage, and it made Carlos feel terrified just like all the travellers walked together.

What is the purpose of the "system"?

For more than 20 years, the consistently noble, glamorous and high-end system-Kun has always looked like no desires and no desires, and it was almost impossible to tell Carlos that you would like to use it or not.

And there is no sign of half-personification, faithfully performing the functions of plug-in aids.

For the first time, the system gave a prompt similar to the main task, which surprised Carlos.

So boldly made the decision to go south alone.

This is a temptation and a gamble.

A logical inquiry and a test of the power of the system.

When breaking Gul'dan’s Hellfire launch site, Carlos used the lucky rabbit's feet to make two wishes.

One of them is the wish of "the national war is endless, and the civil unrest can't afford it".

Now that the lucky rabbit's feet are broken, it means that his wish has indeed been received by the unknown "wish machine".

So Carlos is not indulging the domestic rebellion for his own reputation or for more hypocritical reasons.

Carlos is more concerned about whether he can experiment with the limits of the system than the rebels who can shoot to death.

This conclusion is the key to whether there is a domestic rebellion.

"Others may think that you are a paladin too much, you are pedantic. But at any rate, you taught me the paladin course. The way of the light lies in faith, not faith, and you will not do it for People who condone rebellion for fear of weakening power."

Sora was still thinking about this question, and said to herself.

"you guess."

Carlos smiled playfully.

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