Everything is difficult at the beginning, and this matter isn't exactly glorious, but if I don't say it now, I might never get the chance.
Krasus pondered for a moment, thinking about how to phrase it.
"Actually, our queen is missing, and for some reasons I cannot yet disclose, the dragons are unable to go to her rescue."
"The dragons cannot do it, but other races can. Especially Prince Arthas, you are the strongest existence among humans, no less capable than a Demigod."
"So, I wish to ask for your help in rescuing our queen. The red dragonflight will surely express its gratitude."
The red dragon queen is missing?
Arthas was also surprised to hear this news. If the bronze dragon King had gone missing, that would have been understandable.
After all, the mission of the bronze dragons is to maintain the so-called 'correct' timeline, and this timeline is about ensuring that Azeroth's World Soul develops in the direction the Pantheon desires.
It just so happens that the bronze dragons were given the ability to travel through time, which means they are constantly correcting timelines that deviate from the 'correct' one.
What is 'correct'? What is called correct or incorrect is merely whether it aligns with one's own interests.
"Does your queen also like to play disappearing acts? She doesn't seem to have the so-called time-traveling ability, does she?"
Upon hearing this, Krasus' mouth twitched slightly. It sounded like the other party understood the abilities of their Chromatic dragons quite well.
"No, Her Majesty has always been in the dragonblight Temple. Even when she travels outside, she brings attendants and guards to help us locate her."
"It was only a dozen years ago when Neltharion appeared in the Twilight Highlands, plotting an unspeakable conspiracy. Her Majesty went to investigate and subsequently disappeared."
"Only the returning members reported that Her Majesty vanished after entering the Twilight Highlands, and an external barrier prevented the dragons from entering."
"We have been searching for a solution ever since. Later, it was Lady Chromie who investigated and discovered the peculiarity. Under the guidance of Lord Nozdormu, the bronze dragon King, we came here."
"The moment I saw you, I knew you were the champion we were looking for. Please help us rescue Her Majesty. Without Her Majesty's command, we cannot form an effective force against the Burning Legion."
This sent Arthas into deep thought. Time chaos?
He also recalled Derek, his brother-in-law, whom he had first met in the War Council Hall in the capital city, a person who shouldn't have existed at all.
Because in the timeline he knew, after the orcs conquered the Stormwind Kingdom, they did not stop. Instead, they sharpened their weapons and prepared warships, dividing their forces into two routes to attack the Lordaeron Alliance. This was the so-called Second Orcish War.
During the war, the Dragonmaw Clan orcs received help from Neltharion, the black dragon King, obtaining the demon soul that could destroy dragons, and subsequently enslaved the red dragon queen who had come to investigate.
It wasn't that the red dragon queen was weak, but rather that the demon soul contained the power of the Chromatic dragons, which greatly countered her, leading to her enslavement.
The Dragonmaw orcs blackmailed the red dragons with the red dragon queen's life, forcing them to join the battle and become mounts for the orcs.
It was because of this that his brother-in-law, Derek, was struck by red dragon fire during a battle, sinking into the sea with his ship and becoming one of the casualties.
This was also why his father-in-law, Daelin, hated the orcs so much; the pain of losing a son was deeply ingrained, enough to fuel an eternal vendetta.
"Prince Arthas?"
Seeing Arthas lost in thought, Krasus thought he was afraid and dared not go to the rescue.
Sylvanas raised an eyebrow. She didn't understand the intricacies of the situation, but it sounded like things were not simple.
She did not get involved, merely listened silently. Whatever happened, she couldn't control it and didn't want to; she only hoped her husband would be safe.
Tarecgosa, unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, offered a divine assist.
"prince, could it be that you're scared?"
What a clumsy provocation, almost useless.
But the next second, Arthas, who was about to retort with a sneer, swallowed his words.
No one does a business without money; there are plenty of people who do a head-losing business.
Do it or not, I'll do you!
'Main Quest Updated: Crisis of the red dragon queen'
'Quest Content: Enter the Twilight Highlands to rescue red dragon queen Alexstrasza and defeat Neltharion.'
'Quest Reward: Unlock the path to Advanced Demigod.'
Advanced Demigod?
What is a Demigod?
Immortality. As long as the soul remains, and there is sufficient power of faith and external blessings, one can be resurrected, that is a Demigod.
Take Cenarius, that half-man, half-stag fellow. He was cut down by Grom after drinking demon blood, but was later resurrected with the help of the night elves and the Green dragons.
All Demigods, including the Loa spirits worshipped by the dragons, are Demigods and can be resurrected.
The most important thing is immortality!
This was too tempting.
First, become a Demigod, then help his wife become a Demigod. This is like a Demigod leading to another Demigod.
This was an absolutely irresistible temptation.
Who could refuse immortality?
This is not the same as the immortality of the undead. No matter how long a corpse lives, it still carries the stench of death and lacks the intimate pleasures only living beings can enjoy.
What's the point of living then?
Lust is the primary productive force!
"I accept."
"What?"
Krasus was still thinking about how to persuade the other party, even contemplating gritting his teeth and offering a heavy treasure as exchange.
The minister wishes to fight to the death, why does His Majesty surrender first?
"I said I accept this mission. After I eliminate those three dreadlords, I will accompany you to the rescue."
"During my absence, I will trouble you to escort the fleet."
Arthas' tone was very calm, trying his best to suppress the excitement in his heart. Selling a favor now was key.
Krasus was overjoyed and immediately thumped his chest in reassurance.
"Please rest assured, Prince Arthas. I will inform the dragonblight forces to escort the Lordaeron fleet. If needed, we can also dispatch dragonkin servants to help Lordaeron with its reconstruction."
If not for the demon soul countering the dragons, there would be no need to beg everyone.
The night elves had a very good relationship with the dragons, but no one was suitable for this duty.
High Priestess Tyrande needed to command, Archdruid Malfurion was still in the Emerald Dream, and everyone else was useless. Looking around, there wasn't a single capable fighter!
Tarecgosa's lips curved into a smug smile, feeling quite pleased. She had finally gotten a retort in.
Even her gaze towards Arthas softened considerably. This human prince was quite handsome after all.
Only Sylvanas and Sister Ao, who were familiar with Arthas, knew what was happening. This prince never suffered a loss.
If he actively took a loss, it could only mean one thing: in unseen places, he was making a huge profit, a bloody profit with no loss!