Guyin'er grew up receiving the education of human's three views from a young age. He also read many history books of human civilization under the careful training of Blackmore, and among them happened to be a book that recorded Medivh's life.
"Medivh?"
Guyin'er looked at Medivh, whose expression had not changed, and a complicated and unexplainable look flashed in his eyes.
"Your Excellency the Prophet, is what Duke Deep Shadow said true? Are you really Medivh?"
"Hey~"
Medivh sighed lightly with a dull expression: "Yes, I am Medivh, the sinner of Azeroth."
"Since the Duke of Deep Shadow can recognize my identity by chance, it means that your Excellency has already investigated everything about me, right?"
Sharlayan smiled and nodded, and explained to Guyiner in unison with Medivh: "There is another story behind Medivh's fall. It's a long story."
"To put it simply, it was not the original intention of 'Guardian Medivh' to introduce the orcs into Azeroth. At that time, he was bewitched by the demon king Sargeras who was attached to his soul."
"As for the Medivh in front of you..."
Sare installed a layer of arcane aura in front of his eyes in a pretentious manner... In fact, this has no practical significance.
"I can confirm that he is not under the control of the Demon King now. Let's listen to what he wants to say."
Medivh smiled and bowed to Sarai: "Thank you, Duke Deep Shadow, for your explanation... Great Chief Guyin'er, after knowing my identity, are you still willing to believe me?"
Guyin'er looked at Medivh with a somewhat complicated look: "You single-handedly brought the orcs into Azeroth, and now you lead us to the strange continent of Kalimdor. What... exactly is your purpose?"
Medivh shook his head and said: "My purpose is very simple, I just want to redeem myself for the sins I have committed in the past... just like you, Great Chief Guyin, plan to repay the sins owed by the old tribe by protecting Azeroth.
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"You are right. I introduced the orcs to Azeroth. No matter which side I stand on, I have the obligation to lead the orcs to the right path."
"Let's get down to business."
Medivh pointed back at the door with the tail of Ebony Cold's staff: "As for the demon blood in the Warsong clan, I have a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause, which can temporarily suppress their negative emotions of not being affected by the demon blood.
exacerbating effects.”
"temporary?"
Guyin'er frowned and asked, "Why is it temporary? Can't the influence of the devil's blood be eradicated?"
"Of course, but that's another story."
Medivh still calmly explained to Guyin'er: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell. The source of the demon blood drank by the Warsong clan comes from the abyss lord Mannoroth."
"As long as he is alive, no treatment plan can play a decisive role unless time is delayed until the demon blood automatically expires like the old tribe did."
"Similarly." Medivh raised his hand and pointed at Gu Yin'er's chest: "All orcs who have drank the blood of Mannoroth will continue to be affected by Mannoroth. Depending on the amount of blood they drank, the sequelae will be different.
Symptoms also vary in severity.”
Medivh's explanation reminded Guyin'er of the discomfort symptoms that the orcs from various clans had shown one after another when the tribe first landed on Kalimdor, among which the symptoms of the Warsong clan were the most severe.
"No wonder..."
Guyin'er touched his chin with a solemn expression: "The closer you get to Mannolos, the more serious the symptoms of the sequelae will be?"
"exactly."
Medivh tapped the ground lightly with his staff, and a holographic projection of the Abyss Lord modeled by arcane magic appeared in the tent.
"If the orcs want to truly get rid of the curse of demon blood, the most effective way is to kill Mannoroth and completely cut off the blood connection with him."
"And this is one of the reasons why I came uninvited."
Guyin'er looked intently into Medivh's seemingly bottomless eyes: "Are you going to personally help us kill Mannoroth?"
"No, of course not."
Medivh smiled bitterly and shook his head: "After dying once and being resurrected, my strength is not as good as before. Just maintaining my body requires a lot of energy."
Sarlayan curled his lips vaguely: 'Pretend, even without the power of the guardian, you, an old boy, are still standing at the pinnacle of mortal mages.'
Considering Medivh's notoriety in the Eastern Kingdom, it is indeed not suitable for him to appear openly under the eyes of the Alliance army before he completes his own redemption.
Gu Yin'er also understood Medivh's concerns and did not dwell too much on the matter.
"Sir Medivh, what do you mean?"
Medivh stepped aside and raised his hand to point to the Warsong Clan captives who were still hanging outside the camp gate.
"As I said before, I can temporarily block the influence of the demon's blood on the souls of the Warsong Orcs through a secret ritual, allowing them to retain their own will while retaining their peak combat effectiveness."
"If I remember correctly, Grom Hellscream, the chief of the Warsong Clan, is one of the most powerful warriors in the tribe."
"I believe that he would also hope to redeem his wrong decision of taking the lead in drinking the demon's blood by killing Mannoroth."
"Is it redemption again?"
Guyin'er sighed with emotion: "Your Excellency Medivh, what preparations do we need for your ceremony?"
"Well..."
Medivh turned his attention to Sarlayan and said, "I need the Duke of Shadow to activate his huge network of contacts. My ritual needs the full help of the Moon God Priest, and I also need a powerful arcanist."
"In addition, the power of the shaman is also essential."
Seeing Guyin'er also turning to look at him, Sarlayan put his chin on his hand and said thoughtfully: "My relationship with the High Priest Whisperwind is very ordinary, but through Speaker Stormrage, who understands justice well, we should make peace.
You can also ask for her help."
"As for the Archmage, this is simple. Ms. Talisa, the Chief Arcanist of the Children of the Night, is on standby at the Alliance camp at the foot of Mount Hyjal. I can ask her to come over and help at any time."
Medivh nodded happily: "Then it's settled. I'll leave first to collect the materials needed for the ceremony. During this time, you can gather the manpower."
"I will be back within a week at the latest. I hope you two will be prepared accordingly by then."
This is a lie.
The last time Sharlayan met with Medivh in Dalaran, he discussed various possibilities for the subsequent development of the situation, and the relapse of Grom's seizures mentioned in the barrage happened to be the most likely one.
For this reason, Medivh had made preparations related to this in advance.
Collecting materials? No, he had already brought the materials needed for the ceremony with him.
The reason why a week was deliberately given was mainly to allow Sharlayan to bring Thalyssra and the stubborn Tyrande over as planned, and to prepare Guyin to march immediately after the ceremony.
Watching Medi's cultural crow spread its wings and leave, Sarlayan patted Gu Yin'er heavily on the shoulder: "Leave the problem of shaking people to me. The tribe just takes this time to get familiar with the tauren and dark spear trolls.
joint operations."
"Manoros is Archimonde's number one warrior, and that guy has a very strong self-esteem."
"He will not take the initiative to ask Archimonde for help unless it is absolutely necessary, because that would mean a complete failure of his mission, which Mannoroth, who has always been conceited, cannot accept."
"One week, you must allow the tribe to initially develop a tacit understanding of the battlefield with the tauren and darkspear trolls after this week, especially... the elite combat forces who must participate in the final beheading operation."