On the afternoon of the day after the trial of Orgrim, leaders and representatives from the Human Alliance and other kingdoms sat together in the solemn chamber of Lordaeron's court.

The atmosphere between the kings was somewhat odd, and there was a hint of gunpowder left, and it was clear that the previous discussion did not seem to be going well.

Sitting on the throne of the host Terenas. Minethil was a little tired, he was already an old man after all, and the long arguments and discussions had exhausted him, and after a fine afternoon tea, the kings gathered again, this time, the decision between them would directly affect the fate of the tens of thousands of orcs who had been captured.

"I know that there are arguments between us, and I know that it's impossible to get everybody to accept one thing."

The old king changed his tone, no longer aggressive, he was like an old man who stayed out of the matter, and played a role similar to that of a "referee", and this change of role made the faces of other kings not look good.

With the exception of the somewhat ignorant little King Varian, all the other kings knew what this change in attitude of Terenus meant.

He and his Lordaeron, by virtue of their performance in war, had become the absolute leader of the alliance, much to the displeasure of the other kings, but in the game of power, at least on the surface, these nobles maintained each other's proper manners.

"But the rebuilding of the Stormwind Kingdom is imminent, and we can't risk leaving those orc captives in the south of the continent."

King Terenus narrowed his eyes, tapped the scepter in his hand to the ground, and said in his concluding remarks:

"There are still some tribes left in the Blackstone Tower, the Wetlands and the Valley of Thorns, and we're going to divide them, so there's not much time to give us, so I propose that the vote be opened now... About what to do with orc captives. ”

The old king's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, Dai Lin's expression was ugly, Solas's expression was soothing, Greymane's expression was flat, and Prince Kael'thas, the representative from Quel'Thalas, kept a gentle smile, and from time to time whispered some magical insights with Master Antonidas beside him.

As for Prince Muradin, the representative of the dwarves, he was already drunk without restraint under the abundance of fine wine.

And Varian, who was raised by the old king. Wrynn, the little king of the Stormwind Kingdom, frowned, and it was clear that he was engaged in a fierce battle of ideas.

All this fell into the eyes of the old king, who waited for a moment, and then spoke:

"Kurtilas and Stormgard believe that all orc captives should be put to death to prevent future troubles, I have to say, this is a very cruel but very efficient way to deal with it, such a treatment will also easily calm the resentment in the hearts of the people, everyone who agrees with this treatment, please raise your hand!"

"Huh"

Dai Lin was the first to raise his hand, the admiral's dislike of orcs was well-known in the Alliance.

Then there was Solas, the king of the kingdom of Stormgard, who raised his hand, and the forces of Riptide Castle also suffered heavy losses in the orc invasion, and in his opinion, keeping the orcs was a scourge.

The third to raise his hand was King Jean of Gilne. Greymane, the reason why this king wants to execute the orcs is very simple, only by quelling the troubles of the orcs as quickly as possible, the commercially developed Gilneth can resume commercial transactions as quickly as possible.

Other than that, no one raised their hand.

The old king's expression remained unchanged, and the recorder beside him quickly wrote down the results, and then the old king coughed lightly, and said:

"Lordaeron does not approve of the execution of all the orcs, we are a human alliance, we want to be more civilized and noble than the orcs, if we kill tens of thousands of captives without saying anything, what difference do we have from the brutal orcs? Coupled with the opinion of Bishop Fao, he believes that these losers should be given a chance to redeem themselves. ”

"The Light is loving."

With high-sounding words, the old king raised his hand.

His intentions weren't just so benevolent, Lordaeron was in ruins after the war, and it would take a lot of manpower to restore order, and the shackled orc captives were best suited to do the dangerous drudgery.

"The magic system used by the orcs is very different from that of Azeroth, and it represents another power that we have not discovered, and Dalaran believes that we should learn this power to make us stronger."

Archmage Antonidas elaborated on the meaning of leaving orc captives in another way, raising his hand and saying:

"Coupled with the return of the Khadgar mage, there are still many orcs left in Draenor, in order to deal with possible wars in the future, we must learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and also obtain strategic intelligence in advance, therefore, Dalaran believes that we should keep some of the orcs instead of killing them all!"

"This is also Quel'Salas's opinion!"

The handsome Prince of Kael'thas spoke briefly, and raised his hand as well.

"More miners are needed in the pits of Ironforge!"

The dwarf didn't have so many bellies, and the drunken Prince Muradine said his thoughts with a big grin, and then raised his hand.

"King Magni is really big-hearted, has he forgotten the brutality of the Orcs in Kazmodan?"

King Greymane whispered, and Muradine smiled and waved his hand, a hint of hideousness flashed in his eyes:

"Shackles and shackles to the orcs, with muskets to their heads, they are the best workers, instead of killing them, let them atone for their sins in their work, and create more value!"

It was 3:4, and there was one king who didn't speak, so all eyes were on Varian. On Wrynn.

The little king, who was 17 years old, had a headache when he saw such a scene, but at last he stood up, took a deep breath, and said to the other kings and nobles:

"My father, Ryan. Wryon died at the hands of the orc assassins. ”

Varian organized the language for a moment, and he whispered:

"When it comes to hatred, there shouldn't be a single one here who hates orcs more than I do, but... But I've been wondering what they would have decided if it had been my father who was sitting here today, or Marshal Lothar, whom I respected as my father. ”

The little king's tone choked up, and the kings present also fell silent. Varyan's death left Varian without his father, and Lothar's disappearance left the young man without support, and fate was a little too cruel for him.

But the next moment, Varian raised his head, and tears gleamed in the corners of his eyes, and under the gaze of the kings, the little king gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice:

"Marshal Lothar told me before he left."

"Peace is a noble and great goal for the world, and it is no different for individuals, and His Majesty Terenus has always taught me to be a worthy king, and I know that a king makes decisions, not by his own will, and that I should be the representative of the displaced people of the kingdom of Stormwind."

"This war is already too long, everyone is longing for peace, then let peace come, don't let our people have blood on their hands, we have shed enough blood...."

Varian clenched his fists as if he were a real young man, his emotions a little out of control, and his voice became hoarse.

"Orgrim, who is not willing to be defeated, says that he will expect the collapse of the alliance and the extinguishing of the flame of our civilization, so let us tell him the facts! He is the one who is really cowardly, and he is the one who does not dare to embrace peace with open arms... A real coward who will only wield a weapon to bring others to their knees, but we are not! ”

"We are the Alliance! We guard our people! Everything we have insisted on is greater than his brutal war! We have defeated the orcs, and if they dare to come, we will still be victorious! We are not the same as those butchers! ”

"Therefore, I agree with His Majesty Terenus that if those orcs are alive after the war, let them continue to live."

Varian raised his left hand, tears streaming down his face, and he gritted his teeth:

"As a prisoner of no honor and guilt, let them continue to live!"

This statement is not outstanding, and even some of the thinking is confusing, and the logic does not make sense, if it is said by some old king, it will definitely make others despised, but it is from the mouth of Varian, who is only 17 years old this year, and is still burdened with a blood feud with the orcs.

It's enough to impress anyone, even proud elves and dwarves...

"My disciple, today, you really make me feel proud!"

Prince Muradin, who served as Varian's sword master, stood in his chair, the first to cheer for Varian's speech, the dwarf's eyes were clear, and there was a hint of drunkenness, while the second to stand up and applaud was Prince Kael'thas, the handsome prince who made no secret of his admiration for Varian.

"You will be a great king! I never doubted that, kid. ”

King Terenus stood up, walked over to the weeping Varian, embraced him like a loving father, patted him on the shoulder, and whispered:

"If Alsace can be as good as you in the future, it will definitely be a blessing from the Light."

Amid Varian's silent weeping and the kings' applause, whether sincere or false, the fate of the orc captives was decided, but the meeting was not over.

In Ironforge, Quel'Salas, and Varian, who is about to return to the Stormwind Kingdom. After Ureon had left the table, the remaining kings began to discuss another matter, and the atmosphere became heated at this moment, and it was evident that it was a matter of interest to all.

The topic of the meeting was: what to do with the traitors of the Alliance, the betrayer Aiden who nearly sent the Alliance to death completely. Pireno and his kingdom of Alterac...

Perhaps because of his noble bloodline, King Pirenod would not have been executed, but there is no doubt that after the terrible betrayal, the kingdom of Alterac could not escape from the post-war reckoning unscathed.

This country will inevitably be carved up by the "former allies" who are eyeing each other, not only in strategic considerations, but also to fill each other's interests, just like sharing the cake, this time, even Dalaran, who has never been involved in these things, has sent a special negotiator to take his own part of the interests.

"I think that Zurred Island and the surrounding waters in Alterac are the most appropriate way to dispose of them by handing them over to the management of Kurtilas!"

The negotiator of Kul Tiras, pointing to the map on the table, said in a serious voice:

"With these islands, the alliance's maritime frontier will be completely connected, like the invasion of the tribe this time, it will be directly attacked by the navy at the first time!"

"The villages in the hilly areas have been almost completely destroyed, and it will inevitably take a lot of material resources to rebuild!"

The representative of the Stormgard Kingdom, General Danas coughed lightly: "I suggest that those orcs be placed here as a common resource, and this place is not far from several countries..."

"There are a lot of rare resources in the Alterac Valley that Dalaran needs..."

"There's also the southern area of the Silver Pine Forest, which is very close to Gilneth and where we intend to establish a new frontier."

"Talunmere and the town of Southsea..."

This naked division of interests certainly cannot be dealt with directly by the kings, which would be unceremonious, so the specific division will be carried out by the deputies, and the kings will only have to sit in the sun and drink tea.

The old king, with his cane, entertained the kings on the balcony of the court, and he whispered:

"One thing, I would like to remind you that Aiden is still sitting on his throne, which is not legitimate, and I have recently decided to remove Aiden from Alterac jurisdiction in the name of the Alliance."

All the kings nodded, there was no problem with this disposition, Dai Lin took a sip of tea, and he asked:

"Who, then, will rule? Aiden's son? ”

"No!"

King Terenas narrowed his eyes:

"There is a very suitable candidate for consul, a nobleman who is very energetic, very prestigious, and has the interests of the alliance at heart, and he is called... Davar. Presto, that's a gentleman who makes people feel good. ”

"He was stranded in Lordaeron during the orc siege, and unlike the timid nobles, he fully supported our war against the orcs, and he was generous and inspired to the soldiers, and honestly, I even planned to marry my daughter to him."

"Oh? Such a brilliant character? ”

Dai Lin became interested, and he touched his beard: "He's in Alterac?" ”

"He'll be coming to Lordaeron soon, and when that time comes, I'll introduce him to you, and trust me, we'll all be relieved that Alterac will be in power for the time being, and when Alterac is done... Ah, a new era of peace, as the Varian kid said. ”

"May the dawn of a new era of peace shine forever on this land."