"It's okay, I know...... The last time I saw you, you were a kid who didn't know anything...... Am I Daelin of the Kingdom of Kul Tiras? Prodmore, Admiral of the Alliance, call me Uncle Dalin if you will. ”

The man in the green uniform said with a hearty smile.

"It's you! When I was in Stormwind, I heard people talk about your time at sea...... Uncle Dalin, don't worry about me, although I lost my father, but ...... I still have Teacher Lothar, and Marlon to help me, and we will definitely fight back to Stormwind City to avenge my father!" ”

Varian? Wryon looked at Dalin with respect? Proudmoore, the Admiral of the Alliance, then said in the tone of an oath.

"I'm more concerned about what Sir Lothar said earlier than the old time between you and Prince Varian, Dalin...... Intruders, or monsters, or something...... Are they called orcs? What kind of invader can make the entire kingdom defenseless? Sir Lothar, can you tell us more about it? ”

The small, well-bred-looking king asked, but it sounded like he and Dalin? Prodmore's relationship was not so cordial.

"As you wish, Your Majesty King Aiden, this is the task and purpose of my trip, this is the image of the orcs that I drew overnight last night, I am not good at drawing, but...... At least it can give you a little more intuitive feeling......"

Anduin? Lothar looked at the king, who had done some "homework" beforehand, and thus recognized the identity of his majesty, and he pulled out a roll of parchment from his pocket. It was spread on the desk in front of King Terenus.

All of you, with the exception of those of the Church who had that terrible experience, several of His Majesty Kings walked up to King Terenus and began to examine the orcs on the simple charcoal drawing.

"Is this a proportional drawing between orcs and humans? How tall are those invaders? ”

Just with Anduin? "His Majesty King Aiden", whom Lothar was talking to, asked—Aiden? Pernord. He was the owner of Alterac Castle and the king of the kingdom of Alterac, ruling over the entire Alterac Valley, as well as a small slice of the Hillsbride Hills, and he had made his kingdom rich through business and some unknown means—of course, relative to his modest territory.

"Yes. And they are much stronger than they seem, their weapons are several times larger than ours, in one-on-one combat. It's hard for us to beat them. ”

Anduin? Lothar nodded.

"Maybe that's because you Southerners aren't very good at fighting...... If these guys dare to go to the Arathi Heights, I'll let them know how to spell the word 'death.'" ”

Soras? Thorbain snorted coldly and said.

"Your Majesty King Soras, I have no intention of demonstrating the force of Stormwind, but with all due respect. Our warriors are not weak - if you despise these enemies because you despise us...... It will be your subjects who will pay the price in the end. ”

Anduin? Lothar said unceremoniously - he was a humble man. But they will never be bullied, especially if the other party insults their homeland.

"Since you say so...... So, Sir Lothar, why don't we see how the 'Warriors' from the South are doing? ”

Soras? Thorbain reached out and patted the strong chest muscles under his fur, and shouted defiantly.

"Enough, Solas, this is not the place for a furry bear like you to flex its muscles! Sir Lothar, what reason do you have to prove that these orcs will continue north? I don't want to spend a lot of money on an unlikely battle - you know. The cost of assembling an army is not small. ”

Despite Aiden? Pernord looked cultured, but he was full of utilitarianism as soon as he spoke.

"Aiden. Pay attention to your words! Whether or not the orcs continue north, we must also be prepared for war - we must help Ser Lothar and Varian reclaim their kingdoms, for we are our countrymen and allies...... You don't want the day when the children and grandchildren of Pernord lose Alterac Castle and ask for help everywhere, but no one cares, do you? ”

King Terenus of Lordaeron? Minecil II loudly stopped Aiden? Pernord's utilitarian rhetoric.

"Alright, well, you're right, Terenus...... I'll get my soldiers ready, ......."

Aiden? Pernord shrugged his shoulders and replied, but anyone could hear the perfunctory flavor in his tone.

"We really should fight these orcs, no one has ever been able to take the human home from us without paying any price...... War is a necessity, and my only concern is that we now know almost nothing about the orcs - how many of them are there? Where is it now? Do they have a ship? At what point will an attack be launched against us? Such a war...... Instead, I'm starting to worry about whether we're going to win. ”

A man who had never spoken before spoke, fully armed, dressed in shiny black plate armor, with a thick beard on his face, and as strong as a brown bear.

Anduin? Lothar nodded, agreeing with the other - did he know that this King Majesty was Jean of Gilne? Greymane, judging by his size, was a tried and tested warrior.

"Actually, we know a little bit about these guys, Khadgar is one of Dalaran, and though he's only a young mage, he's probably the one of us who knows the orcs best; He won't be the only contribution Dalaran has made in this war, but I promise that he will help the Alliance's forces until they have all the orcs repulsed. ”

An old man in purple mage robes and a gold-rimmed hat spoke, drawing everyone's attention to him and Khadgar beside him.

"Khadgar? Who is it? Archmage Antonidas, you don't mean ...... The ...... next to you Is he a young man? ”

Aiden? Pernord wiped his eyes, then asked in surprise.

"Naturally, there are very complicated factors in this, and there are too many things about magic to explain, so ......"

Archmage Antonidas from Dalaran shook his white beard and said perfunctorily.

……

King Terenus's desk was in full swing, and in addition to the members of the Church, the Kings were either sneering at each other, or expressing concern for the orcs and caution about war, Anduin? Lothar communicates with these kings of the north, sometimes arguing with reason, sometimes warning - Marlon can only talk to Varian? Wryon sat together in the corner, silent—and his status was a little more humble on such occasions. (To be continued.) )