Regarding the creation of the Free Undead Organization, it was Sarlayan who first proposed it.
But for a man with rich life experience and strong opinions like Alonsus Fao, if it is not his own intention, no one can command him.
Although Faol didn't know enough about the details of the Scourge, he could see the current situation of the Kingdom of Lordaeron very rationally.
The threat of the Burning Legion is at the forefront, and Calia, who is eager to wash away her shame, cannot focus on the still dormant Scourge.
And this will definitely give the Scourge plenty of development time. They will secretly recruit new members from the tombs in various regions of Lordaeron just like they resurrected Faol.
With himself as proof, Faao believes that there will be more undead with free will in the future.
In order to better restrain and guide these undead aliens who are not tolerated by the living nor the Scourge, someone must take the initiative to stand up and become a banner, gathering those free undead who are still in the period of confusion to their side.
Under Sarlayan's request, the righteous Fao took over this arduous task without hesitation.
Although Lordaeron's wealth is not as rich as that of neighboring Quel'Thalas, it is still the leading wealthy country in the Eastern Kingdom.
Caliya may be short of people, but she will not be short of resources.
Moreover, Quel'Thalas also promised to provide Faol with a certain amount of personnel and material assistance in establishing the new organization.
By combining the efforts of the two countries, Faao, who is already very capable, can quickly figure out the prototype of the organization's framework and prepare in advance for the free undead who will join in the future.
"Is the undead with a will of its own..."
Caliya frowned slightly and fell into deep thought: "Teacher Fa'ao, are you sure these free undead will not cause harm to the living?"
Fao smiled and explained: "This is why I created free will."
"If they are allowed to act aimlessly in the wilderness, it will invisibly encourage the undead's instinctive jealousy and hatred towards the living. Perhaps sooner or later they will embark on the path of hostility to the living."
"Free Will was created to prevent this from happening. I will restrain the undead who are willing to join us and transfer their hatred to the Scourge who forcibly awaken them from death."
Caliya nodded thoughtfully: "There is another question. One force will inevitably need a place to settle down. How do you plan for this?"
"Well..."
Faol lowered his head and thought about it: "My initial plan is to find an uninhabited and desolate island in the sea between Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas to temporarily settle."
"The undead do not need to drink water, eat or sleep. They consume very little material and are naturally not so picky about their living environment."
Caliya said clearly: "That's easy. There are many uninhabited islands in the sea outside the Golden Route. You can just choose one."
"But..." Calia continued to ask seriously: "Teacher Fao, don't blame me for being too harsh. I need to consider the interests of Lordaeron."
"As the scale of free-willed people expands, sooner or later the island will be unable to meet your living needs. When that happens, where do you plan to move?"
Faol smiled freely: "The living area of Azeroth is very vast. Even Quel'Thalas, which has advanced magic technology, dare not say that it has explored every corner of the world, right?"
"As long as they are willing, the tireless undead can travel throughout Azeroth in search of a new home, and they will always find a suitable place."
Faol's words are true. Due to technical limitations, the extent of exploration of the planet by the people of Azeroth is far from reaching its limit.
Not to mention Pandaria, which has been shrouded in fog, Sarlayan recently heard about a new place name from the barrage - the Dragon Islands.
It is said that the Dragon Islands are the hometown and origin of all dragons. They were previously isolated overseas and could not be found by anyone due to self-isolation.
It was not until the version of the World of Warcraft game where the barrage was located was updated that the Dragon Islands truly appeared in front of all players.
According to the information provided by the barrage, the Dragon Islands are located directly north of the Eastern Kingdom, basically parallel to the Arctic continent Northrend in latitude.
Sharlayan believes that there must be more secret areas in Azeroth that have not yet been explored.
Even if Azeroth never finds a place for the free undead, Sharlayan still has one last alternative - Draenor.
Due to Sarlayan's active intervention, Draenor was not torn into a broken outer domain by the space rift opened by Ner'zhul as it was in the original history, and it still maintained a complete planetary structure.
To the living, the increasingly fel-eroded land of Draenor is tantamount to slow death. Sooner or later, the barren land will become unsuitable for any living thing to survive.
But the undead are not living creatures. Even if Draenor is completely turned into a wasteland, the undead without any food supplies can still be a thorn in the side.
Of course, the prerequisite for taking Draenor for your own use is to first expel the Burning Legion divisions that are still causing trouble there, and this in turn requires waiting for the Dark Portal to open again.
In any case, at least at this stage, free will does not require much territory.
After obtaining permission from both Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas, Faol can find a small island in the sea between the two countries to settle temporarily, and then consider relocating after it develops and grows in the future.
After discussing the issue of free will with Calia, Faol consciously exited the living room, leaving the final opportunity to say goodbye to her and Sarlayan.
"Hey~"
Watching Faol walk out of the door under the nervous "escort" of the palace guards, Caliya sighed with a wry smile.
"It's been a troubled time. As you said before, Sarlayan, it's really hard to be the head of this country. You can't withstand such a high-intensity work without a certain level of consciousness."
Sharlayan smiled and spread his hands: "It takes a lot of energy for me to manage my own territory, let alone the huge Kingdom of Lordaeron. It's just a matter of comparison."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So, Princess Caliya, are you sure you are ready for enlightenment? Do you really want to continue on this path?"
"Huh~" Caliya let out a long breath, closed her eyes in silence for two seconds before opening her eyes again, nodded firmly and said, "I'm sure."
"Since I snatched the throne that should belong to Arthas from him, as the eldest princess of Lordaeron, I should shoulder this important responsibility. No matter how busy I am, I should never back down."
"I will prove to everyone that I am more suitable to be the new king of Lordaeron than Arthas."
Sharlayan clapped his hands encouragingly: "I believe you can do it, keep working hard, Her Majesty Queen Calia Menethil."
It wasn't until Sarlayan and Valeela left together and gradually disappeared from Caliya's sight that the queen-to-be with a somewhat complicated look withdrew her gaze.
"Don't think about the love between your children now. There are still many things waiting for me to deal with one by one."
"Pop!"
Jialiya patted her cheeks slightly forcefully and encouraged herself: "Come on! Jialiya, you can do it!"
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"How about it?"
As he strolled out of the palace under the escort of the guards, Sarlayan smiled and said to Valeera: "I said Calia wouldn't mess around."
"Hmm~ Who knows."
Valeela snorted noncommittally: "Perhaps she can use busy state affairs to numb herself now, but no matter how many things she does, she will be dealt with one day. By then, there is no guarantee that her mind will change."
Sarlayan shook his head and said: "In any case, her status and mine are not suitable for marriage. You don't need to be too defensive about her."
"correct."
Sarlayan suddenly remembered something: "What has my mother promised to you and Jaina recently? The relationship between you two seems to have eased? Is it my imagination?"
Valeera changed the topic without hesitation: "You will know in the future, what are we going to do next? Just wait in the embassy for the coronation ceremony?"
"of course not."
Sarlayan looked back at the Royal Palace of Lordaeron built on the high ground: "The battle for the throne of Lordaeron is indeed over, but the subsequent development of events remains to be seen."
"Aren't you curious? What will happen to Prince Alsace who failed in his bid for the throne?"
"You know, Calia did not restrict any of his actions."
Valeela seemed to have realized something, and confirmed with a slight frown: "You mean, there will still be people trying to squeeze out his remaining value?"
"Haha~" Sarlayan smiled meaningfully: "This is almost inevitable. It depends on which one of them is faster and can throw out the chips that can attract Alsace's interest the most."