"Before you came, Kalia's letter came before you." Varian looked at Locke with a smile, "Although I don't know much about your reforms, I see my shadow in your heart. I used to be a young man, and I knew that at that time, there would also be times when I was impulsive and desperate. ”

Well, it was Kalia who said so, and that's the past.

"What I'm trying to tell you is that as kings, we need to be able to control our emotions, no matter how angry they are." Wari paused, and he sat down, looking at the large map on the table.

"I watched the orcs storm Stormwind, and the orc assassin Garona killed my father and gouged out his heart. I've watched as Lothar brought me out of the ruins of Stormwind, and the civilians who couldn't keep up along the way were forced to stay where they were to be killed by the chasing orcs. I've also watched my wife, Tiffin, wounded at the hands of the mob, die in front of me and be powerless. Varian looked at the map blankly, silently. Hatred torments me all the time, and it makes me miserable. But I had to force myself to forget... Because we have a huge responsibility on our shoulders. ”

"I have lived with the children of King Terenus, and I have been carefully taught by King Terenus. He was a great king who educated me like my father. I respected him for his wisdom, and he united the Seven Kingdoms to form an alliance and forgave the sins of the Horde after the war. He made me understand that the king must take his own responsibility, even if this opinion is extremely far from his own, and it will make people secretly and constantly insulted. ”

"So after the war, I tried to persuade the other kings to accept King Terenus's advice. But I'm also trying to convince myself not to vote for a simple slaughter of orc captives. Even if several kings with far fewer losses than Stormwind did. Solas Tolbain and Jean Greymane, for example, were desperate to solve the orc problem in such a simple and crude way that did not conform to the teachings of the Light, saying that it would be twice the result with half the effort and once and for all—"

"Humanity will never again be threatened by orcs... But I stood firmly on the side of King Terenus, and even when the other kingdoms turned their backs on the Lordaeron Alliance, I did not waver in my support for him. ”

Speaking of which, Varian sighed, "Witnessing the Horde killing my father, I never forget the atrocities of the orcs burning Stormwind, but I still restrain my anger and support him. ”

"But when the news of Arthas's killing of him reached Stormwind, I couldn't help myself!" Varian's hand clenched tightly and crackled, "His sins magnify infinitely in my heart... He threw away the love I had hoped to regain all my life...

yes, Locke nodded to himself.

Locke could understand what he didn't make clear.... Fatherly love!

It was Terenus who rallied the rest of humanity to unite to help Stormwind drive out the invaders and reclaim the territory, and it was Terenus who gave great support and assistance in the reconstruction of Stormwind and watched as Varian ascended to the throne like a loving father. Lordaeron was Varian's second home, and Tyrenus raised him, giving him the shelter and warmth of his childhood, and teaching him how to be a great ruler.

For Varian, the loss of his father had been buried deep in his heart since he was young, and it meant that Arthas had not only abandoned the fatherly love that Varian had always longed for, but also touched the wound in Varian's heart once again.

Such a blow is unthinkable. He committed this unpardonable sin and led the demons and the Scourge to destroy the most powerful kingdom ever built by the Arasso in a short time.

A few weeks later, Dalaran also fell in disbelief. At this point, a large number of refugees flocked to the south, and Varian took them in, just as Terenus had treated his people after the fall of Stormwind. But he was powerless to rebuild the kingdom that had been destroyed at the hands of the prince who was supposed to save it.

The air froze, and both kings bowed their heads to the memories of the past.

"So, I want to tell you," Varian said after a long look of his head and in a hoarse voice to Locke, "I hate Arthas and the Scourge Spirits more than anyone else, but now is really not the time. Lordaeron's rise is already a miracle, and the league really needs Lordaeron. I also need a helper to help me withstand the pressure..."

"Alas," Locke sighed, too, for the resolute king had shown such true feelings to himself.

A lonely king, when he meets another king, and this king is still the son-in-law of his father, some of the thoughts he has suppressed in his heart can finally be hidden.

Alas....

"I'll support you," Locke looked up at him calmly, "I'll support you in the league." ”

If possible, I will help you uncover Onexia's schemes.... Locke silently added in his heart.

"No, that's not what I meant." Varian looked up and shook firmly, "I want you to be in line with me on the orc. ”

"As kings, we must think about our people, no matter what happened in the past, no matter what we lost in the past." Varian snapped, "We need to take our responsibilities, even if it makes the people of the entire Coalition who have suffered orc abuse against us. ”

"We can't start another war against the orcs for our own selfish gain! We have to think about our people, they don't deserve to live like this. ”

"Gianna is right, all of Azeroth has enough resources for us to live in peace. And," Varian said, standing up, pointing to Northrend on the map, "there! It's our enemy! ”

Locke looked at him silently, his heart was very complicated. Locke suddenly felt that compared to Varian's noble qualities, he was a complete villain...

But on the flip side, was it wrong for me to bring the hard-won Lordaeron back to the top?

That's right! You can't go wrong!

But...

Eventually, he stood up and said, "I support your decision, and I will try to convince the Kul Tiras to reintegrate them into the alliance as soon as possible." ”

"Locke," Varian stood up and walked over to him, his hands on his shoulders, his eyes staring at him motionless, "peace in Azeroth is at this summit. You are still young, and in the future you are destined to be the leader of the Alliance. ”

Varian didn't continue, he squeezed Locke's shoulder hard. Locke was silent, he understood what Varian and even Calia meant.

Kalia was hoping for Varian to teach herself, kingship, and lessons about war.

She was afraid that she would be blinded by hatred or war, or power and status, and that she would do something irreparable. After all, she knew that she had a plan for coming here, but she didn't know what the plan was.

Well, I got it.

When Varian slowly lowered his hands, he turned to look at the map on the table tiredly, "Rest, we'll leave for Theramore the day after tomorrow." ”

Locke bowed to him, and strode out.

This bow is a tribute to his noble qualities...

I also hope that what I want to do can make my heart feel better...

Pushing open the door of the chamber, Berval and Onexia did not leave, and their own guards were waiting in line outside the door.

"Since Queen Tiffin died at the hands of a mob, His Majesty Ureon has rarely been so sober." Bowal sighed and shook his head, "The alcohol has anesthetized his nerves..."

What else? Carrying so much hatred, but there is nothing to be done, how can you do it without drinking and anesthetizing yourself? After this conversation, Locke's impression of Varian changed dramatically!

And the culprit is still standing here!

Locke set his eyes on Catlana, and the graceful countess winked at Locke and walked into the open door without saying a word. However, Bolval did not go inside, but instead walked with Locke towards the outside of the court.

"Duke Vortagen, will you attend this meeting?"

Bolval shook his head, "No, Stormwind needs me, I'll be here to watch." ”

After a pause, he continued, "The situation in our kingdom is not at peace, the western wilderness is now in shambles, and Defia uses it as their headquarters. Even the Elwyn Forest is not safe now, and the thieves are like weeds. ”

"At a time when it was already a headache, there was also bad news coming from the Red Ridge Mountain and the Burning Plains. The army we sent out didn't get anything out of it, everything was terrible! ”

"That's a real headache, and neither is Lordaeron, the Scourge Undead are always trying to break through the undead barrier," Locke echoed, "You've worked so hard. ”

"No, it's Countess Catlana who suffers the hardest," Boval shook her head and refused to praise herself, "The Countess has handed over her family's wealth to Stormwind, and she's still running around for the logistics of the kingdom's army, and without her and the other nobles, the soldiers on the front line won't even be able to eat a hot meal." ”

"She also persuaded the nobles in parliament to support His Majesty's decree of Ureon...."

"She is a selfless person with noble qualities." As he spoke, he smiled and glanced back at the closed door of the battle conference room, "In the future, I may become the queen of Stormwind City." Because she is the only one who can make King Varian forget his nostalgia for Queen Tiffin and come out of his grief. ”

Oh, that's exciting news.

Locke also looked back at the closed door, no wonder Berval didn't care about her staying at court. Yes, the Presto family was once related to the rulers of Alterac, the Pernord family, so the Presto family has the right to inherit Alterac.

Sure enough, this woman has been constantly bewitching Varian and Berval, and even other nobles. The chaos in the Stormwind Kingdom, Varian didn't really see.

Locke's footsteps paused, and he quickened his pace to get out of here...

So what does this have to do with me?

Mess up, mess up!

Like Little Thumb says, chaos is the ladder!

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