"How's that, have you figured it out? Grand Lord Harvey. ”

When Locke reappeared in the living room of the meeting, the three elves in the room had regained their previous attitudes.

Lotherma still looked at him seriously, which made Locke a little flustered for no reason. Even... There's also a little excitement, the kind of excitement that can decide history.

"I'm sorry Lord Lotherma," Locke said with a firm look on his face, "I can't promise you anything, and I can't make any valid promises on behalf of Lordaeron. ”

Lotherma's expression was still serious, but Locke crossed him to see Haduron's handsome face, full of disappointment.

As for the Magister further behind, it was full of sneers.

"I am only a local lord in the kingdom of Lordaeron, and I do not have the right to negotiate with my country. Therefore, I can't make any commitments. Although, I very much hope that the friendship between our two countries will continue. ”

Lotherma looked at the determined human nobles in front of her, but she couldn't hide the disappointment in her heart. His gaze crossed over to Locke and looked at Norris standing behind Locke.

Noris, I listened to you to make this decision. You know, the parliament has been unfavorable to this meeting, and they don't even want to send people to this meeting.

This human also doesn't have the kind of ambition you say, otherwise...... He would have said yes at the first moment.

"In fact, I went to this great country in the hope of getting the support of some elves who are willing to take revenge on the Scourge Legion. But I didn't expect to be treated so ceremoniously, which was far beyond my imagination. ”

After thinking about it, Locke decided to tell the truth, treating people with sincerity always makes a good impression.

"Personally, including some of our lords, they are very much in favor of your country being able to fight alongside us once again. Of course, opposition voices are not absent, on the contrary, they are strong. I think I'll convince them, though. ”

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for the elves, and Locke's intentions and Noris's activities in it made them mistakenly believe that the humans wanted to fully repair their relationship with them, and then sent this human nobleman to act as a bridge for talks.

But that's not the case.

With the exception of Lothmar, Haduron and the Magister were a little angry and a little disappointed.

Especially Hadurun, the disappointment on his face that could not be concealed could no longer be hidden. As if he had no strength in his body, he asked depressedly, "Are you so sure that our people will join you?" ”

"General, believe it or not, many people will volunteer to assist Lordaeron with or without your orders." Locke's clear voice echoed in the living room, "Because, hatred is the most torturous poison!" ”

"And what I want to do is to provide a channel for revenge for these elves scattered to Lordaeron. Give them what they can to ensure that they can go further and further on the road of revenge. ”

According to incomplete statistics, in the entire war of the natural disasters and the undead, the scattered elves who fought from Quel'Thalas to the lands of Lordaeron were very numerous, and many of them could form several full human legions.

There are all kinds of professions, some of them for revenge, some for other reasons.

"However, as the lord of Lordaeron, I think that while doing so, I must explain it to your country, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, after all, there are still some misunderstandings between us. And so the meeting came about. ”

Seeing that Lotherma's brows were furrowed and he could hang the bottle, Locke changed his words and continued.

"But now, I've changed my mind!"

"Oh? What is it? ”

Locke's words brought Haduron back to his senses for a moment, and he asked first.

"As I said earlier, there are many voices within us that are well aware. Only we help each other, as we did in the early covenants of antiquity. This war of the dead that has swept both of our countries can be ended as soon as possible. ”

"But what is more unfortunate is that our royal family, the last heir of the Minethil family, is still missing. Lord Lotherma, do you understand what I mean? ”

There was a gleam in Lotherma's one-eye, and he nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Because there is no king, none of us can decide whether we can do these things in our country. Therefore, some of our policies need to be discussed and decided by the lords. ”

"So, please give me some time, Lord Lotherma," Locke affirmed to Lotherma, "let me return to Lordaeron to convince them that I don't think the covenant between us has been broken. Now is the time for us Lordaeron to do something for our allies. ”

"But we don't have that much time for you." Lotherma pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "I'll tell you something, Lord Harvey. Sylvanas has sent someone to contact us. She promised to contribute to her former homeland. ”

"She's going to help us defend the whole southern forest."

But at what cost? Lord Lotherma. Locke stared at him tightly, "Sylvanas is no longer the ranger general of the past, Quel'Salas. She's become a banshee dominated by hatred, and whether she'll remember her former country, Quelsa, is Rath, it's a question. ”

"But she used to be our Ranger General of Quel'Thalas." Haduron chimed in, "You are more unreliable than others, you have betrayed us!" ”

Locke's mind was spinning rapidly, trying to convince them that they couldn't accept Sylvanas' help, or his efforts would be in vain.

However, Rock deeply admired Sylvanas for reaching here even after such a poor start.

This female elf does have a lot of ambitions, or ideas.

"The scouts I deployed in the Silverpine Forest and the Tirisfal Glades once told me that they had spotted some orcs coming in and out of the ruins of Lordaeron. Do you know what that means? ”

Now, Locke can only start from the tribe's side. The damage that the old tribe had done to the elves was something that the elves of Quelsaris could not forget.

"It can't be! Sylvanas won't accept the help of the orcs! Lotherma categorically denied Locke's claim, "She won't forget the hurt the tribe has done to us!" As long as she was a Quel'Thalas! ”

"No, we're not talking about it here. The decision is up to her, and she is now the leader of a nation. Locke shook his head, rejecting Lotherma's claim, "If not, then tell me, why would Sylvanas let the orcs go in and out of that underground city that belonged to her?" ”

"As the supreme leader of a nation, I'm sure you probably already know that the tribal orcs who crossed the sea to the continent of Kalimdor have established themselves there. They've brought the Minotaurs of Mogore, and the Darkspear Trolls into the Horde. And now in the city of the Forsaken, what does it mean? Don't you really understand? ”

"If you do accept her assistance, if she joins the tribe, then when she asks you to join the tribe. What should you do? ”

Locke's analysis caused the elves in the living room to fall into deep thought.

"Contrary to the Horde, the Alliance has not really expelled Quel'Thalas, and you will remain a member of the Alliance at any time you want."

"So, please give me some time to go back and convince our lords."

Locke looked at Lotherma and Haduron behind him and said sincerely, he was probably the one who wanted the elves to stay in the alliance the most among all the people standing in this hall.

The benefits are too great.

"Of course, during this period when we have reached a consensus in our country. I will convince our High Lord, Lord Alexandros Mograini, and Baron Tyrossos, and with their support and help, to send a certain army to Quel'Thallas to assist our allies in getting out of trouble. ”

"What do you think?"