Duque turned his head and glared at Old Mo. "Hey! You really dared to do that? "
Old Mo blushed and stammered, "Alas! I've been loyal to Lordaeron for most of my life. I've fought trolls, orcs, demons and undead. If my bloodline caused trouble for the kingdom and the Alliance, I wouldn't be able to rest in peace. So I … "
Duque rolled his eyes. "So you sneaked into Northrend and found your way to the Black Edge Knights' camp? Weren't you afraid that you would become the new Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? "
"I was! I felt very guilty. I felt sorry for the Alliance. I wanted to report to you alone many times. But I chose to keep the appointment … I waited for Darian outside the Icecrown Glacier. "Old Mograine said it casually, but who could understand his feelings?
After so many inner struggles, both of his sons had become Death Knights.
One was a shameless betrayal, and the other was a temporary sinking that might still have redemption.
One was honor, duty, and loyalty, and the other was bloodline, feelings, and hope.
Duque admitted that he didn't know what to do if he exchanged his identity with Mograine. Either choice was not wrong. No matter which choice it was, it could lead to extremely terrifying consequences.
If he wasn't a transmigrator, he could never foresee the independence and rise of the Black Edge Knights, let alone the reaction of the Alliance.
After all, before this moment, even if the Alliance turned a blind eye to the Horde's Undyings, they might not accept a group of Death Knights, even if they were neutral …
Old Mograine's gaze seemed to look into the distant past, the time when his two children were still young. "I dedicated half of my life to the kingdom and the rest to the Alliance. I didn't retire until I couldn't fight anymore. I'm ashamed of my selfishness. I don't deserve to be a Paladin who spreads the Holy Light. "
Old Mo sighed. "When I came to Northrend, I listened to the whispering wind and gazed at the broken world. I looked at the scenery that seemed to be the end of the world. It was like a harsh place where nothing was born, but I felt that the world was so beautiful. It seemed that everything could be started again. I thought that since even Anastrian could break free from the Lich King's shackles, my youngest son should have a chance too. "
At this point, Old Mo pulled open his breastplate, which contained the latest explosive pack of the Alliance. "I won't let the Alliance soldiers have to face a Death Knight named Alexandros Mograine. If necessary, I will self-destruct. A Death Knight without a body isn't strong. "
At this moment, Darian lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "Please don't blame my father. This is just the wish of a group of undead who still love the Alliance and desire that their compatriots can still be happy. We don't ask for anything in return. Even if we have to charge towards the Ice Crown Fortress first and use our destruction to pave the way for the alliance, we will have no regrets! "
Duque closed his eyes as if he was deep in thought. Almost at the same time, Duque received the news that the Calamity Troop had begun to retreat.
Duque sighed. "I can't promise you anything, but I will give you a chance to state the situation of you and your Black Edge Knights and your wishes in the Alliance's Throne Conference. Whether or not to accept you, or how to treat you, will be decided after the leaders of the Alliance vote. "
"Thank you very much!" Mograine and Mograine said in unison.
Not taking action on the spot was already giving them face. Convening the Throne Conference for this actually meant that Duque had given them the green light. Otherwise, even if Duque killed Mograine and Mograine on the spot, no one could say anything wrong.
The defensive battle was over.
The Alliance's battle line didn't retreat. Instead, Duque ordered to strengthen the defense. The trenches, pillboxes, and other fortifications at the frontline were turned on 24/7.
The wealthy Duque kept transferring elements from other Elemental Realms to replenish the energy of the shields.
The commanders of the Alliance chased the soldiers who were warm out of the barracks and strengthened the fortifications again. The army gathered at the Cliffs of Storm and the Crystalsong Forest, while the rest of the areas were patrolled by the wyverns of the Sleeping Dragon Temple. There were also enough reserves left in the Northwind Taiga and other places, ready to counterattack at any time.
Three days later, the Throne Conference began in Naxxramas. Half of the Alliance's leaders attended, while the rest watched and voted through the magic mirror.
When Mograine and Mograine gave their speeches, expressing that the Black Edge Knights were willing to fight together with the Alliance.
The leaders fell into a long silence. Then, it was limited to whispers in the magic communication network.
Unexpectedly, the first to speak was William. "Is it okay to break the boundary between the dead and the living just like that? Today, the Alliance accepted the Death Knights as temporary allies. What about tomorrow? Closer cooperation? And then integration into the Alliance? What about the legacy of the Kingdom? "
Accepting the undead would definitely be the biggest reaction from the humans.
Perhaps long-lived creatures like the Elves, Dwarves, Gnomes and Draenei didn't feel anything. Didn't they see how Kael 'thas waited for thousands of years for Anastrian to die? Was he forced to wait for an extremely long time until something happened?
Among the leaders of the Seven Great Human Kingdoms, Kai Zi seemed to be the kind of guy who didn't feel anything about this topic.
The problem was that there were still three leaders in the Alliance who were freaking immortal. If there was an issue of inheritance, it would definitely be between William and Danas, the two brothers who had suffered the same fate.
They would also be the first to speak.
Be it the two of them or the other human leaders, they were actually not worried about the Black Edge Knights themselves, but the impact it would cause on the ethics of human society.
Danas Trollbane used his finger to tap on his throne for a while before saying, "Commander Marcus, first of all, I would like to ask, is it the Alliance's absolute policy to accept more forces that can be accepted?"
Duque said resolutely, "The Burning Legion will definitely return. In ten years, no more than twenty years, a war of survival with Azeroth as the battlefield will begin. I think the scene of Archimonde's arrival and the destruction of the Dalajan is still fresh in most people's minds, right? "
Everyone was silent.
Magni said, "The Tribe accepts the Forgotten Ones because the Tribe has the tradition of using Death Knights. But the Tribe is not the Alliance. Why do we believe that the Death Knights of the Black Edge Knights won't turn on the Alliance and all the living at the critical moment? "
Both Mograine and Big Mograine shuddered at the same time. They couldn't say for sure about this.
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