Laing knew Bolvar well. He was a righteous, self-disciplined young man who could be called a model of chivalry. As an important minister of the kingdom, Bolvar's attitude was also very important.
Ryan nodded a little dejectedly. "Well, if there's no new opinion, then everyone except the cabinet members, please leave first. Our cabinet is having an emergency meeting. "
Duque and the fellow who was staring at him, and the group of people who were not part of the kingdom's core power left under the escort of the guards.
Duque was no longer concerned about the outcome of the discussion between King Laing and his ministers. Walking out of the Storm Fortress, Duque looked up in the cold night wind and saw a huge statue not far from the Storm Fortress. It was a statue of the guardian of Azeroth, Medivh.
It was built to commemorate the great Medivh's 20 years of guarding Stormwind.
Ironically, the guardian of the entire kingdom and the world was now about to become the culprit behind the destruction of the world.
As the person who was about to witness this scene, Duque also felt a spicy taste in his mouth.
Old Norton came to Duque's side. Just as he was about to say something, Duque said, "Let's go, I still want to continue to ask for advice on how to advance to a Sky Mage."
"Duque, aren't you a little too anxious?"
Duque shook his head and did not speak. Because the system elf had determined that there were exactly 100 days left before all the sand in the black hourglass was emptied!
Perhaps it was because of Duque's transmigration that history had changed greatly, and the incident at the Dark Portal had been brought forward!
Duque … did not have much time left.
In the depths of the Storm Fortress behind Duque, the king and his ministers were red in the face, but there was no constructive result.
Three days later, Duque suddenly received a secret summons from the king.
In the secret guest room of the Storm Fortress, there were only five people in the room — King Laing, Andoine, Bolvar, and an old mage who was probably the guard.
The young Bolvar Fordragon was the first to speak. "Sir Marcus, I would not have told you this, but Lothar insisted on asking your opinion. I hope you will not disappoint us."
Duque nodded in understanding. He knew very well that among the big shots of the kingdom, a small mage like him would not have the right to speak. At the end of the day, in their eyes, the overly young Benjamin was just a rookie, a mage who knew how to earn some money. He was not an important figure.
The only reason why he was summoned here was because of his' prophecy illusion 'that was like a fraud.
Andoine's eyes were still bright, but there were dark circles around his eyes that could not be concealed. King Laing and Bolvar were about the same. They probably hadn't slept well.
Andoine placed his hands on the table, and said in a low voice, "Things are developing in the worst direction. On that night, we sent out a total of three waves of messengers. The first wave was three messengers carrying the kingdom's flag and riding Gryphons. Then, they were struck by lightning with their Gryphons, and their charred corpses were found in front of Karazhan by the second wave of messengers. "
At this point, Andoine gritted his teeth and continued, "To be on the safe side, the third wave of messengers was divided into two teams and followed far behind the second wave. They saw with their own eyes the second wave of messengers being turned into minced meat by magic missiles shot from the tower. At that time, the messengers shouted as they marched, and at the same time, they held up the king's token to summon the guardian. It was a special magical ring, it was impossible for Medivh not to sense the messengers. "
Bolvar continued, "Then, Medivh allowed the third wave of messengers to send people to drag back the broken bodies of the second wave of messengers."
At this time, Laing, who was sitting on the throne, clenched his fingers and pressed them against his forehead. "The worst case scenario is that our guardian becomes our greatest enemy. Apart from notifying the Tirisfal Council, we have no other choice. "
Andoine slammed his fist on the table, making a loud noise. "We don't even know what happened to Medivh!? If he wanted to destroy Stormwind, he could do it alone. But why did he do such a thing!? "
Of course, Duque knew the reason! The Demon King Sargeras wanted to vent his 10,000 years of resentment. For 10,000 years, he had failed to invade Azeroth many times, and even had his body destroyed by Medivh's mother, becoming a lonely ghost. Simple torture and killing could no longer appease the Demon King's anger.
Sargeras not only wanted to completely destroy the reputation of the guardian Medivh and the Tirisfal Council, but he also wanted the whole world to crawl under his feet in despair and fear.
These 100 days were the entertainment time for Sargeras to torture the people of Stormwind.
To be precise, this was just the appetizer before the beginning of the destruction.
Laing walked down from the throne and patted Andoine's shoulder gently to calm his anger. "Duque, we asked you to come, firstly to ask if you have seen anything else. Secondly, Andoine said you are very resourceful. After all, it's impossible for the kingdom to do nothing in the face of such a threat. Is there a way to successfully prepare for the possible crisis without causing panic among the people? You know, the news that the kingdom's most dependent guardian might betray the kingdom will cause the people to fall into great panic. "
Duque pondered for a while, and thought to himself, Old Mai, since you're not being kind, don't blame me for pulling out the black technology that doesn't exist in this era.
Then, Duque raised his head and answered loudly, "We can strengthen three aspects: propaganda, early warning, and strengthening the army."
King Laing didn't expect the young Duque to have any opinions, but he didn't expect Duque to be so confident. "Go ahead."
"Propaganda is to inform the people that the monsters in the Elven Forest have recently mutated. A while ago, I hunted down a Gnoll Hogg who had transformed into a giant. That guy is more than 12 feet tall. And the other Gnolls are also more than 7 feet tall. This is already a great threat to the lives of the people, so Stormwind City has decided to strengthen the security around the Elven Forest. "
"A 12-foot Gnoll. Damn it, that's already a giant. Why haven't I heard of this? "King Laing muttered.
"Your Majesty, it's actually in the report I gave you, but you don't have time to pay attention to such small-scale monster attacks," Lothar reminded.
Bolvar pursed his lips. "That's a good reason. We can take the opportunity to let the towns reorganize and expand the militia. After the busy farming season, there will be an hour of training every day so that the people can receive basic military training. "
"What about weapons and equipment? Do we have to arm the farmers in advance? " Laing's rhetorical question made Duque realize that no ruler wanted to see farmers with weapons, no matter what era it was.
Andoine glanced at the king. "We can transport some of the weapons to important towns and send trusted officers to guard them."
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