Light's Dawn of Azeroth

Chapter 2 2. This Ake is not too cold

Diakum Justins. Forget it, just call him "Dick". Anyway, because his "personal situation" is too real, he doesn't really hate this "nickname" with multiple meanings. Which man would hate it when others think that every time they call him by a nickname, it is a compliment to him?

The same goes for the Eredar. This nature is common to all males!

In short, the information Dick had just written down to his "old principal" Archimonde was not his fabrication.

Although he knew very well how history would progress next, it was impossible for him to imagine these details that occurred in the lower structure of the grand narrative, not to mention that he was facing Archimonde, a top-notch smart man in Argus.

In fact, Dick could probably guess why Archimonde appeared here tonight.

On the one hand, he wanted to obtain first-hand information about the Awakener Esoteric Cult from his own "deep sea".

On the other hand, if things go wrong, there is a high probability that he will be killed by his "old boss" Archimonde himself.

This is a very simple reason.

In any world where social order exists and moral values are normal, sending spies to search for evidence of one's mentor's crime would be an unbearable loss of reputation for an academic leader like Archimonde.

Even if it is called "abandoning darkness and joining the light" and "killing relatives for the sake of justice", it cannot change the essence of the matter. After all, if you always use your own people as stepping stones, who would dare to do great things with you?
What's more, his mentor's social reputation is several levels higher than his!
Therefore, no matter what the purpose of sending the spy was, once the matter was exposed, all the popularity that Ake had accumulated through years of hard work and disguise would disappear.

He has always been cautious in this regard, probably because the "Principal"'s early history of rising to power was not very glorious.

As a student of the Enlightener Sachir, in order to gain attention, he even adopted a method similar to that of a "flatterer" and licked Sachir on various occasions. Only after he licked Sachir satisfied did he get the position of the principal of the Arcane Academy, the most prestigious and important position among the arcane magicians. Because he was studious and had outstanding talents, he was regarded as the successor by the Enlightener.

The shameful things he did in his early years to get promoted are still being talked about privately by his colleagues. If a spy scandal breaks out under such circumstances, Archimonde will have no way to defend himself.

He is now only a middle or senior level official in the Eredar political arena, and "building up reputation" is a necessary operation at this time.

Based on the above thoughts, Dick seemed weak at this moment, but in fact his spirit was extremely tense. He knew that if he revealed any flaws in this conversation tonight, he would not be able to see tomorrow's sunrise alive.

As for praying for Archimonde to show mercy.
Are you joking?
Is there some misunderstanding about the significance of the four characters "Archimonde"? In the future history of this starry sea, this name is synonymous with betrayal, cruelty, madness, and slaughter, isn't it?

"Diachem, I know you're tired, but you must now clearly explain everything you saw. This is very important! This is very important to us, to the tens of thousands of students in the Arcana Academy, and even to the entire Eredar civilization!
The conflict between the faith in Holy Light that arose thousands of years ago and our ancient arcane traditions is becoming increasingly intense. As the leader of spellcasters, I must gain fame and power to lead the arcanists to deal with this conflict in a more rational manner. As a believer in Holy Light, you surely don't want to see more conflicts, right?

Right now, this Awakener coup is the top priority of our plan. Dealing with the paranoid and fel-mad Thal'kiel will be a good thing for both sides!"

Archimonde made a decision, but he didn't rush into action. Instead, he sat back in his chair and said to Dick in a very righteous and serious tone:

“So I have to know all the details to determine what to do next.”

Dick took up the pen again, but Ake then shook his head and said:
"This kind of thing cannot be used as an excuse. I will cast a mind spell for you, allowing us to temporarily communicate on a spiritual level. This will make you feel pressured and worsen your injuries, but you and I both know this is necessary.

Are you ready? "

What else could Dick say in response to the questioning from this wicked big blue guy?

reject?

Are you kidding? They didn't even give you the option to refuse, okay?

He could only force himself to stay alert and watch Ake flipping through the magic book. With a very elegant and precise casting movement, he gathered the arcane energy into a ball of runes that rotated around his palm, and when it touched the protagonist's forehead, he sent this magic into his body.

Dick's reaction was immediate.

The translucent light screen in front of him flickered and a reminder appeared:

[External power is connected. The power path is being determined. It is determined to be: Arcane Force, Mind Magic System, Advanced Mind Vision!

hint!

The caster is peeping into your memories.

Don't worry, the 'Veil of the Other Shore' state is in effect! The caster 'Archimonde Legendary Arcanist/High Warlock' cannot see what he shouldn't see. 】

Following this line of words as a reminder, Dick felt as if a "veil" was covering his mind, blocking certain things that were inconvenient to show to others. He could also feel an invisible force like hands moving, examining those memories on his spiritual level.

But only the memories of "Diakam" can be triggered, and those hidden in Dick's heart cannot be perceived by Ak, the top arcanist.

He did not stop this peeping, but instead asked in his heart with an unreserved and frank attitude:

"Mr. Principal, are you ready to take immediate action and report Sachir's sinister and terrifying rebellion plan to the two-person ruling group?
I think you have to do this!
From what I've seen in the Cult of the Awakeners, those arcanists who have been bewitched by Thal'kiel have already mastered the evil fel magic. They hide in their respective territories and secretly summon demons from the galaxy, and regard it as a new breakthrough in the field of arcanists.

This is simply a deadly poison injected into the Eredar civilization!

Sachir has gone crazy!
He is no longer the wise and visionary leader of the arcanists. He has become a dog of the fel, preparing to turn his followers into dogs as well and sacrifice our homeland to that terrible evil god.

The one he called the 'Benefactor'"

"You know quite a lot, you're worthy of being called 'Dick'!"

Archimonde praised in the mind link:

"If you weren't an Archon, you'd have a lot of potential as a detective in Mac'Aree. Choosing you to be my eyes was a wise choice. I've seen the lists in your memory used for inventory and conspiracy, as well as the identities of the Awakener Cult members who were placed in important positions throughout Mac'Aree.

These are sufficient evidence that he was plotting rebellion.

you're right!

My mentor, Thal'kiel, has embarked on a path that will bring disaster to the world. We must tell this to the honorable Archon Velen and the steadfast Commander Kil'jaeden.

But not now!"

"Huh? Why?"

Dick asked in surprise:
"Principal, isn't it the right approach to try to prevent a disaster before it happens?"

"Because we can't produce strong evidence to accuse Sachir, Dick."

Archimonde was very satisfied with what he saw, so he patiently said to the unpredictable "warrior" in front of him:
"We only have you as a witness now, but Sachir's reputation in Argus is too high. He is the spellcaster who is closest to the 'Original Wizard' in arcane attainments in history. I once measured Sachir's phrenology myself, and the other idiots thought I was flattering him.

But they didn't know that the Enlightened One's skull was at least nine points similar to the magical weapon left by the original wizard.

He does have enough talent to become the second Original Wizard!

He is the undisputed leader of the arcanists on Argus, and neither Velen nor Kil'jaeden can assert their authority over him. This fact alone is enough to constrain any charges we bring against him without sufficient evidence.

For a matter as serious as this, Dick, witnesses alone are not enough, we must get physical evidence!

We must collect those books you see, those documents that cannot be forged, the magical tools used by arcanists to communicate with each other, and so on.

But I will arrange it.

You, an important witness, are the trump card in the hands of us, the righteous people who are trying to save the nation and have a civilized mind. You must have a good rest next. After I prepare the physical evidence, you must come with me to the Archon's Seat to explain the pros and cons to the two archons.

This matter cannot be rushed, but it cannot be slowed down either.

Well, it’s a little difficult to operate, but it doesn’t bother me.”

"Indeed, you are the wisest Eredar I have ever met. You are born with the blessing of wisdom. Even without the insight of an Enlightener, you will surely accomplish great things."

Dick complimented softly on a spiritual level:

"Actually, I've always been speaking up for you. The principal of the Arcana Academy is really unfair to your talent."

"Oh?"

Archimonde looked at Dick in surprise and asked in a playful tone:
"So what position do you think I should hold in our world?"

"Of course it's the Grand Archon who leads civilization!"

Dick explained seriously:
"The resolute and fierce Lord Commander Kil'jaeden represents the vindicators and warriors alike. He embodies the courage and strength of the Eredar. All praise him. Under his leadership of kindness and courage, the Eredar will proudly step into the stars.

Although the benevolent and honorable Lord Velen was once an outstanding representative of the Arcanists, he has become increasingly favored by the Holy Light in recent years. We, the followers of the Holy Light, all believe that it is only a matter of time before Archon Velen accepts the teachings of the Holy Light and becomes a priest. Then he will represent the new faith of the Eredar in the future.
However, in this case, doesn’t the symbol of wisdom that he originally represented become empty?
It is unbelievable that such an important quality as wisdom has no spokesperson in our civilization.

I admit that the Enlightener, Sachir, is indeed qualified to be the third consul, but he has gone mad and is too old. Time has mercilessly taken away his wisdom and turned him into a fool bewitched by evil energy.

But you are still young!
You have a brighter future than Thal'kiel. If Thal'kiel unfortunately falls, then you will be the undisputed leader of the arcanists and the symbol of wisdom of the Eredar!
Are you not qualified to take the Archon's seat, to become the third leader besides kindness and courage? Even a crude warrior like me knows this truth, don't you have this understanding in your heart?
With all due respect, your biggest shortcoming is your excessive modesty! Sometimes you're even a little conservative, so preoccupied with doing your job and worrying about the country and its people that you don't realize you should reach a higher position to better utilize your talents.

therefore"

Dick clenched his fists excitedly and said loudly in his heart:

"Please give the order! Principal, as long as you give the order, I will lead the garrison officers under my command to become your sharp sword to slash the evil spirits and fight against Sachir and his crazy followers for you. We must not allow a group of lunatics to lead our glorious civilization into darkness."

"presumptuous!"

Archimonde stood up, interrupting his mental vision.

He scolded Dick with a serious face:

"How could you so seduce an upright and honest arcanist into the despicable vortex of power? Whether or not one can enter the Archon's seat and serve the great cause of civilization is the choice of the eredar people, and the two Archons will make the judgment. This is not a matter for simple, brave and righteous people like you and me to concern ourselves with.

Besides, I am very satisfied with my current position!

My only wish is to take good care of the students in the academy and teach them not to follow in Sachir's footsteps. You are being too harsh in your evaluation of Lord Sachir.

Dick, I understand your reckless loyalty, but you can't be so casual in judging a highly decorated arcanist leader!
His contribution to Argus and the Eredar civilization is beyond the reach of you and me, and we must always respect him in our hearts. However, you are right, the brighter and more noble he is, the greater the damage he will cause when he falls into darkness. We really must stop this stupid and ridiculous rebellion before disaster strikes.

Well, you've had enough tonight, kid, rest up.

I will send someone to treat you. Don't wander around and just stay here.

If you are a sharp sword that slays evil spirits, you must unsheathe it at the critical moment."

Archimonde said no, but the joy in his eyes was almost overflowing. Although he did have such ambitions, it felt really good to be "persuaded" by the loyal ministers around him.

This joy, coupled with the important news tonight, made him even more satisfied with Dick. He felt that it was the right choice for him to bring this poor orphan from Krokuun to the capital, Mac'Aree. Dick had indeed worked diligently over the years and had done a good job in what he had asked.

Especially the news brought by this self-sacrificing adventure is enough to establish an advantage.

Perhaps when he took the throne of the Archon as the "symbol of wisdom", he should also give Dick some rewards worthy of his efforts.

After all, enfeoffment of meritorious officials is a necessary skill for every ambitious person.

Thinking this, he prepared to leave.

But Dick stood up and waved his hand, indicating that he had something else to say. Archimonde glanced at him, activated his mind vision again to complete the mental connection, and then heard Dick say:

"I suspect I may have been betrayed, Mr. Principal. Otherwise, it cannot explain why I was suddenly assassinated tonight. It's not that I don't trust your other followers, but the risk of betrayers is objective.

Therefore, I ask you to let me choose my own security personnel here. It's not that I don't trust the arcanists under your command, but..."

"Well, that's as it should be."

Archimonde narrowed his eyes.

Dick's sudden assassination after leaving the Awakener's headquarters tonight was indeed unexpected. This was definitely a traitor! Sachiel's influence in the arcane community was too terrifying, and even as the headmaster of the Arcane Academy, he couldn't completely guarantee that he didn't have Sachiel's spies around him.

This assassination was most likely a deliberate act by Sachir to "make a show of force", with the aim of making Archimonde immediately decide whether to respond to the invitation of the Awakener Cult.

The Enlightener still valued him as an outstanding disciple and was determined to involve him even in things like a coup.

To be honest, this sincere appreciation made Archimonde feel a little guilty towards his mentor, but it quickly disappeared.

After all, he is a pure power creature. In the face of power and strength, anything can be discarded.

"Can you find a defender you can trust?"

Archimonde said:
"Your current status is special, so you must be trustworthy enough."

"That's why we can't choose an arcanist, Principal. All the arcanists in the academy grew up listening to the stories of Sachir. The yearning and admiration in their hearts gave them enough reason to rebel."

Dick coughed and said to himself:
“We need to elect a garrison commander!

We warriors have never been valued by Sachir. He thinks we are too dull, and that we believe in the teachings of the Holy Light and act according to the precepts of the Naaru. There is no possibility of wisdom in our minds. More importantly, because of the conflict between the belief in the Holy Light and the arcane tradition that you described, he simply does not take us seriously and will not spend any effort to win us over.

My adjutant, Madeleine, is my confidant!

I have had a pleasant cooperation with him over the years. Although he doesn't know that I work for you, he has integrity and is a native of Mac'Aree. His family is quite powerful and well-known in the capital area.

If Sachir's rebellion is truly carried out, his family will also be in danger, so I am confident that I can convince him to become our helper!"

"Malderan, I have an impression of this person."

As the principal of the academy, Archimonde managed this small town-like institution of higher learning. The power of personnel appointments and dismissals rested in his hands, so he was fully aware of the academy's bureaucratic system. When Dick mentioned the name, he nodded and gave a somewhat harsh assessment:

"Commander Malderan is truly a role model for the followers of the Holy Light. He possesses all the best qualities: loyalty, integrity, rigidity, devotion to duty, a talker of righteousness, and an inability to adapt.

This person can.

I will send the Academy Guards to inform him, but will he alone be enough?"

"Have you forgotten? I am also a high-ranking garrison officer, Principal."

Dick made a fist-clenching sword-wielding gesture and said confidently:
"We were only defeated tonight by a shameless sneak attack. In a head-on fight, Malderan and I are more than capable of handling assassins who outnumber us several times. Moreover, even Sachir wouldn't dare to cause such open destruction on your territory."

"Humph, of course he wouldn't dare."

Archimonde snorted, said a few more soothing words in a routine manner, and left under the protection of several arcanists under the cover of night. This "safe house" in the corner of the Arcane Academy became quiet.

Dick finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His back was covered in sweat.

On the one hand, my body is indeed weak.

On the other hand, he was also glad that he did not die at the hands of Archimonde. To be honest, just this one experience of surviving by licking people's toes was enough.

He didn't believe he could have a good ending.

If Archimonde succeeded in killing his master, he would be given a high position. However, in order to prevent those unspeakable secrets from being leaked, he would still be silenced.

If he fails to kill his master, he will be doomed.

At this time, Thal'kiel, who has gone crazy, will definitely lead the lunatics of the Awakener Cult to sacrifice Argus to the Dark Titan. Then everyone can happily line up to join the Burning Legion, receive fel energy subsidies, and enjoy a wonderful life as a destroyer.

The best ending is to follow old Velen on the fleeing Naaru spaceship, and let the wandering for thousands of years wear down your spirit and turn you into a coward who only knows how to avoid problems.

But even with such a humble ending, Dick still had to find ways to connect with old Viren in order to get the shabby ticket to the stars as a homeless and hungry tramp.

However, the communication channel between him, a security captain, and the supreme governor seemed to have a higher success rate through the message in a bottle, while the lower success rate was to hope that Wei Lun would suddenly see the prophecy before he went to sleep with his wife and children tonight.
You have to try your best!
Dick lay back on the bed, closed his eyes and rested, and like Archimonde, he had made a dark resolution tonight.

He wanted to do his best to change this established history, not just for the long-term stability of Argus, not just for the future of the Eredar. That reason was too hypocritical. He preferred to be sincere, for his own future!

This is to prevent oneself from falling into the embarrassing situation of having to lick the devil's butt crack to survive.

Fortunately, the timing is clever enough, giving him plenty of room to maneuver.

The most important thing is that the bronze dragons, the "time and space police" who like to meddle in other people's affairs, have no control over Argus. Now is 25,000 years before the beginning of the "Dark Portal Official History", and the guardian dragons are still fighting the "Dragon War" with their savage incarnations, the dragon worshippers' cousins.

This gave Dick all the freedom he needed to act accordingly. With some courage, cunning wisdom and a little luck, he might actually be able to change his fate.

So, what next? Where do you start?

As he thought about this, he started to think about historical details that might not appear again in this timeline.

I kept thinking until I felt dizzy, but I still didn't have a plan.

Well, now that things have come to this, let’s go to sleep first.

(End of this chapter)