klisemfg Chapter 211 False Mercy
Chapter 211 False Mercy
Before Kaledo could even think, he saw a strange human run past them...
A large group of Dalaran guards followed behind him...
The person appeared to be a human with short, black hair, but it was rather odd that they were wearing robes bearing the insignia of Undercity...
Korkare couldn't leave the safe zone, right outside the defensive line formed by the Dalaran guards... The battle grew increasingly fierce, with many casualties... She saw the Forsaken and humans dying and being maimed one after another... A sense of unease crept into her heart.
The situation is not good for the Forgotten...
As the tribe's ambassador, she could only wait... silently watching the battle unfold outside the safe zone's protective shield...
That strange man was truly remarkable; he managed to escape between several groups of people. He seemed to be searching for something, or perhaps trying to stop the fight... His magic was incredibly powerful, yet he didn't kill any of his opponents.
Whether it's the guards of Dalaran or the Forsaken invaders...
A strange person always manages to defeat, cripple, or knock unconscious his pursuers...
"Is this a peace-loving mage?"
Kalai saw Rolin, who was searching for the Queen... but several groups wouldn't let him go, so he naturally had to fight back... Whether it was due to superior skill and daring, or feigned compassion, this black-haired young mage actually neither killed humans nor the undead...
His magic seems to be free; at its worst, it breaks his opponent's limbs... leaving them barely alive, which seems like a form of kindness?
"Heh, doesn't he know how painful the rest of a soldier's life is once he's crippled? It's better to give him a quick death..."
Kalai shook his head. In such large-scale battles, mercy to the enemy was cruelty to oneself... Defeated soldiers almost never fared well on the Horde's side. The Horde did not respect the weak; most crippled orc warriors and veterans were destined to perish alone...
Sometimes, when people become too obsessed with glory and status, it becomes very difficult for losers to make a comeback.
If it weren't for Warchief Thrall being different from the traditional old orcs, the Horde would never have had such strange things as orphanages; most orc warriors would rather die in battle than live a life of dishonor.
The forgotten one before me had died once, and after being crippled, was reduced to nothing more than trash...
There are dedicated rescue teams for wounded mages in Dalaran...
"Perhaps the High Chief is right..."
Kale recalled Thrall's new policies, which differed from the traditions of the orcs and trolls, and were somewhat reminiscent of the tauren who worshipped the Earth Mother... The moderate faction of the new Horde was indeed beginning to gain the upper hand, and the Earth Ring of the shamans and druids, along with the Kor'kron elite guard, were the Warchief's trump cards...
"Peace..."
Kalai sighed softly...
An even more heated argument came from the Alliance ambassador's side.
Marcus has been in great distress these past two days, witnessing countless souls groaning in pain... He came to Dalaran full of confidence, believing that the Alliance and the Horde did not need to fight, and that everything could be resolved through dialogue.
He has tried to contact various parties through MI7, and even bribed Ravenholdt Manor to go to Undercity to communicate with the Queen on his behalf.
Although Ravenholdt Manor stated that the mysterious figure in Undercity refused to communicate, Marcus still believed that the Forsaken possessed human intelligence and were, in the strictest sense, still human!
They are the remnants of Lordaeron... just like the Scarlet Crusade.
Hatred has blinded them, and the world cannot tolerate heresy...
Because the Holy Light can discern souls, the most crucial element for humanity is the purity of the soul.
In Stormwind, Marcus, a veteran of the Knights of the Silver Hand, rose step by step to become the protector of Stormwind... earning respect and becoming a paladin general, the highest-ranking commander of Stormwind's defenses.
He is about to be promoted to a true noble knight...
Marcus Jonathan had participated in many great battles, fighting against orcs, undead, trolls, and all beasts or monsters that were hostile to humans and threatened human civilians under the command of Marshal Turalyon and Marshal Windsor. He never forgot the teachings of justice and the Holy Light.
Archbishop Alonsus Faol of the Holy Light founded the Paladin class, training members of the Knights of the Silver Hand into plate-armored priests—a group of knights capable of wielding the power of Holy Light, commonly known as plate-armored priests...
Take off the armor and he's a Holy Priest; put on the plate armor and he's a Paladin...
Hammer, staff, sword and shield, redemption and judgment...
They are all experts.
Marcus could always hear the call of the Holy Light. Even after seeing the true source of the Holy Light, the energy beings Naaru, he still believed that the Holy Light did not only originate from the energy of the Naaru... but also from the depths of every kind and righteous heart.
It was his conviction that enabled him to uphold human kindness and compassion, and to peacefully confront all heresies...
It was his universal love that enabled him to understand the languages of any race and to communicate deeply with them...
He traveled alone, traversing mountains and rivers, to the north. This was because the situation had clearly deteriorated after King Varian's disappearance... Not only was King Varian missing, but Marshal Windsor also seemed to have vanished without a trace...
He searched his way to the sea and encountered Admiral Barry Wessne of the Scarlet Crusade... After a brief conversation, he discovered that the other party seemed to be plotting to provoke conflict in the north.
Both Undercity and the Scarlet Crusade were once inhabitants of Lordaeron, yet they continue to fight each other.
King Varian's journey to Theramore was facilitated by Jaina Proudmoore, who acted as intermediary, enabling Varian and Thrall to successfully negotiate and seek peace. However, Varian disappeared en route, plunging the Alliance into a major crisis.
Marcus was marginalized for opposing the suppression of the stonemasons' guild... He felt that the current Archbishop of Holy Light, Benedictus, a disciple of the former Archbishop Faol, seemed to have lost some of his holy light...
The Church of Light and several emerging noble families are eager to wage war against the tribe's wild beasts and filthy undead...
They also categorized the forgotten as heretics.
Marcus vehemently opposed this, for he had seen both despicable humans and noble orcs.
Many of the Forsaken were forcibly infected and became undead... their souls remained unchanged. Of course, many more are mere zombies and imposters, whose hearts have long since rotted away...
No one agreed with the upright and incorruptible Paladin General Marcus, so he went to the Regent on his own and volunteered to come to the North to mediate.
Prior communication was established with the various Scarlet Crusade branches in Tirisfal Glades...
Including Scarlet Monastery, Tyr's Hand, and Hearthglen...
However, the situation was complicated. If the Scarlet Crusade had been successfully persuaded, his next step might have been to go to Undercity himself... But the current situation was unexpected and disrupted his plans.
In fact, he had long anticipated the current situation, but he was powerless to reverse the balance of the war.
Even so, when he heard Dalaran's invitation and declaration, he still saw it as an opportunity...
The beings of holy light should be able to influence the world...
The outcome, however, was a chaotic battle in the Dalaran sewers. The Naaru, creatures of the Holy Light, further shattered the faith of these fanatics, and even the Twilight Cultists disguised as members of the Church of the Holy Light seized the opportunity to attack...
Although Marcus received good news about Turalyon from the Legion of Light and Shattrath, he deeply felt powerless to stop the conflict between Undercity and Gilneas...
Now an even more difficult situation has arisen.
That suspicious, strange, long-haired, brown-haired countess came to Dalaran in person, causing the commander of the Stormpike Expeditionary Force, whom he had finally managed to persuade, to change his mind at the last minute... and agree to a ceasefire.
Both sides should compromise. He could act as an envoy of the Alliance to negotiate with the Queen of Undercity. Even if he were to lose territory, he would do everything in his power to save the lives of the human civilians...
In the past, when one or two people died, he could at least explain that it was their own fate.
The massive kingdom war resulted in incalculable civilian casualties. Originally, Fandral & Stormpike were prepared to cease hostilities, giving Dalaran some face... But the arrival of Countess Katarina usurped the initiative, declaring that Marcus had no right to represent the Alliance.
He was just a cavalry captain in the Silver Hand... The Countess said that Marcus had betrayed the Holy Light and humanity, and the Church of Light had sent the Holy Light Tribunal's Knights to arrest him!
Marcus was also relieved of his post as the highest-ranking commander of Stormwind's defenses, which enraged him, while Countess Katarina treated him with cold indifference...
If it weren't for the Draenei garrison commander and the Violet Eye standing behind Marcus, Marcus felt that this noblewoman, whose fortunes had skyrocketed, might even personally lead a group to capture him and bring him back to Dalaran...
All his efforts were in vain... and his identity was stripped away. Marcus could only grit his teeth and plead with the dwarf general Fandral not to sacrifice the soldiers' lives in vain...
The leader of Stormpike, having examined the warrant signed by the Regent of Stormwind, paid no further attention to the benevolent young Silver Hand paladin...
Mediation seems to be ineffective, and the fighting is escalating!
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