Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

It is said that politics is dirty, but Garen may not understand the politics of Stromgarde because the Trollbane family is the only powerful family, and Garen can suppress two or three of these big and small cats with one hand.

Garin doesn't care about the politics of the Alliance because he knows that he has the biggest fist. If it weren't for the fact that humans share the same roots, he would have established the Stromgarde Empire by force long ago.

Who cares about the monsters and demons in the dark? I will suppress them with force, and then drown them with the sea of ​​people of the Heart of Origin!

I can even outlive them and their sons and grandsons.

The biggest difference between Kael'thas and Garen is that he is not a hang B, and he does not have the power to change his fate.

It’s actually useless to say so much. Doesn’t Kael’thas know about these problems?

Didn't he know that his advisors wouldn't know?

I understand the truth, but I still can't live a good life. Isn't this a reflection of Kael'thas now?

"So, Garin, what do you mean by 'destroy and then rebuild'?" Garin pointed out the hidden dangers of the High Elf Kingdom. Even an outsider could see it so clearly that Kael'thas had to seriously consider a strategy to save the country.

"Behind the Curse Cult is a demigod-level spirit manipulating it, and behind him is the Burning Legion!" Garin revealed a little bit of the truth about the Undead Plague.

"The Burning Legion!" Kael'thas was shocked! "It's this group of lingering demons again!"

When it comes to understanding the Burning Legion, no one in all of Azeroth knows more than the High Elves. After all, their ancestors were half-accomplices of the Burning Legion.

"Yes, half a year ago, the Knights Templar and I captured a dreadlord. From him, I learned the conspiracy of Kil'jaeden, the lieutenant of the Burning Legion. He wanted to use the undead to weaken the power of Azeroth and then invade Azeroth."

“What should we do!”

"The high elves own the Sunwell. As the saying goes, an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure. Sooner or later you will be attacked by the undead because of the Sunwell. Let's make some arrangements and use the undead scourge to eliminate the cancer among the high elves!"

After hearing this plan, Kael'thas felt a little conflicted, as this plan could easily backfire.

Of course, Kael'thas didn't know that Garen had millions of troops behind him. He was confident that even if the Lich King transformed all the people of the Kingdom of Lordaeron into undead and dug out all the ancestors of Lordaeron, he would still not be able to defeat the Crusaders.

Damn it, I traveled through time and space and finally achieved success in my career!

You can sit back and watch the Lich King get angry once, twice, and three times, and let him explode the Frozen Throne!

Now that the Draenei have arrived in Azeroth safely, their spaceship, the Exodar, will not break through the great barrier of Azeroth from space, leaving Azeroth's defenses riddled with holes.

As long as Sargeras and his true selves cannot come to Azeroth, you can do whatever you want!

Do whatever you want!

for!

Do whatever you want!

Kael'thas seemed to sense some changes in Garin, but upon closer inspection, it seemed that there was no difference from before.

"Gallin, this matter is of great importance. I need to return to Silvermoon City in person and discuss it carefully with my father!" After all, Kael'thas is not the Sun King. He lacks courage and power, and everything needs his father's final decision.

"Go ahead, Kyle. I can only tell you now that I will not harm the high elves. I have a close relationship with your Sunstrider family."

Garin patted Kael'thas on the shoulder and looked at Kaizi.

This made Kael'thas very unhappy. What did the look in this bastard Galen's eyes mean when he looked at his juniors?

I am hundreds of years older than he is!

"Also, I'll give you a tip, so that you and your father don't lose confidence." At this time, Garin walked to the window of the castle, with his back to Kael'thas, and said with a lonely look of a strong man: "I am now a demigod, and I don't care about the Lich King. I can destroy him with just a wave of my hand!"

Kael'thas' heart was shaken again. Today he had received too much information that exceeded his mental defenses, and he didn't know how many times he had been shaken.

I'm numb!

Fortunately, there is no rule in this world that only one person can become a demigod every ten thousand years, otherwise Kael'thas would cry to death.

"Want to be a demigod, Kyle?"

Just when Kael'thas was stunned by the news of Garin's becoming a god, he heard Garin's words again.

"miss you!"

"Go and work if you want. After the undead disaster is over, I will help you become a god!"

………………

After sending Kael'thas away, Garin quietly came to Andorhal, accompanied by Ilucia, the eldest daughter of the Barov family.

"Ilucia, why don't you stay with your parents for a few more days? You haven't been back for a long time."

As soon as Garin stopped, Ilucia almost bumped into Garin's back. Her face turned red, and then she replied in a low voice: "Not very long. My father asked me to stay with His Royal Highness the Prince. You need a helper to do chores."

After the invasion of Gadin, Barov clung to Galen even tighter. After all, they had separated from the Kingdom of Alterac and were hated by the old nobles of Alterac. In addition, the royal family of Lordaeron was eyeing them covetously, so they could only rely on the protection of the Trollbane family.

In this life, Nefarian invaded the Kingdom of Alterac under the guise of Daval Prestor, and carried out a large-scale purge of the original nobles of the Kingdom of Alterac, expelling 80% of them. The syndicate organization composed of these nobles kept a close eye on the Barov family, ready to take a bite at any time.

"It's such a waste to have a high-level mage do odd jobs, Ilucia."

"Because you are different, Your Highness."

"You can call me Galin, Ilucia. After all, I am also Gandalf's disciple. We have the same master."

This was the first time that Garin had come into close contact with members of the Barov family. His mind recalled the tragic fate of their family in the previous life's Scholomance. Now that their fate had been changed, Garin was very satisfied with his masterpiece.

Ilucia was stared at by Garin, and she felt that the prince's eyes seemed to suck her soul back.

Garin may not know that the growth of his strength has made his style of doing things no longer conservative. The change in his mentality and the growth of his personal charm have made him develop a leadership temperament.

Ilucia shook her head and whispered, "Okay, Brother Jialin."

"Yes, that's it, Junior Sister Ilucia." Garin continued walking towards the dock of Kel'Darrow.

"By the way, Ilucia, why don't you send Siveton and Alex to the training camp in Saint White City?"

There are two male members of the Barov family, one is eighteen and the other is twenty, about the same age as Taelan Fordring and Renor Mograine, but they were raised to be useless in Caer Darrow, and can do nothing but fight among their brothers.

Garin didn't understand. After all, the Barov family had the blood of Arathi, which had been passed down for thousands of years. Was this how they trained their offspring?