In the Kingdom of Stormwind, the name Varian represents greatness and sublimity, and people can't help but feel a sense of awe like a mountain, and just want to kneel down and worship.
These hungry people who were almost losing their minds were still in awe of this name, and many of them backed away in fear.
But there are also people who hold different opinions. One person whispered:
"I heard that King Varian was over five meters tall and could kill a dragon with one punch. The black dragon princess Onyxia was split in half by King Varian's sword. How could she look like this?"
"Yes, yes, I heard someone said that King Varian is blessed by the wolf god and has the shadow of a giant wolf behind him. He is so strong that he can eat five cows in one meal."
"It's absolutely true. King Varian has a pair of ancient elven swords. They are radiant and as bright as the sun. They are definitely not as ugly as they are in front of you."
In order to stabilize King Varian's rule, the Dove of Peace adopted various means to promote the extraordinaryness of King Varian, almost like a great god in the hearts of the people.
Varian's scalp went numb after hearing this, and he didn't know how to explain it.
"He is a liar!" said one of the people.
"You dare to impersonate the great King Varian." Another commoner muttered dissatisfiedly.
"Damn it, this is blasphemy to the king, tear them apart and eat them."
The angry people rushed forward, opening their big mouths like hungry beasts, biting the guards viciously.
Hunger made people crazy, and the people were desperate, forgetting the pain. The swords cut off the limbs, but they still bitten with their teeth. The guards were outnumbered and soon found it difficult to resist.
"Your Majesty the King, go quickly!"
A dozen brave guards tightly protected King Varian and struggled to break out.
The guards fell down one after another, and the hungry people surrounded the guards and tore at them, devouring their flesh and blood, not even the bones were left.
King Varian also drew his sword and fought desperately, finally breaking out of the siege.
All the guards around him were killed. Varian's clothes were torn and hung one by one on his body. Many places were bitten and dripping with blood.
"Damn untouchables, when I return to Stormwind City, I will immediately lead an army to kill you all and hang their bodies at the gate of Stormwind City."
Varian painstakingly bandaged the wound. After experiencing the pain, he no longer dared to take the main road and walked along the path.
It wasn't until dark that Varian was tired and hungry. When he saw the lights on in a room in front of him, Varian was secretly happy and decided to stay overnight.
Knocking on the door, two young women opened the door, looking at Varian with two pairs of bright and alert eyes.
Based on the lesson learned last time, Varian hid the sword and said that he was a businessman who was passing through here and planned to stay overnight, and took out a few gold coins.
A woman showed sympathetic eyes and lamented:
"It's not easy to be away from home. We should take care of each other, so come in."
Thanks a lot to Varian, he finally doesn't have to sleep in the wild.
This room is not big, with two floors, warm candlelight, and very simple furnishings. There are two young women living there, one named Helene and the other named Adler.
After chatting, we learned that the husbands of the two women were farmers. In order to protect their homeland, they responded to the king's call and went to the battlefield. They gloriously participated in the Battle of the Undercity.
Varian's heart sank, knowing that none of them would be able to come back.
Heleni brought a bowl of water and said politely: "Guest, please wait for a while, dinner will be served soon."
Varian, who was extremely hungry and thirsty, took a swig of water, which he felt was more delicious than any fine wine.
The cool cold water flowed into his stomach, and Varian was in a good mood. Suddenly he felt dizzy and fainted on the ground.
When Varian woke up, he found that he had been firmly tied up. A woman named Helene was holding a sharp dagger, and the gleaming dagger danced playfully on her fingertips.
"What are you going to do?" Varian was shocked.
Heleni smiled and said:
"Looking at your tender skin, strong body, and rosy complexion, you must be a noble with no worries about food and clothing. We are very lucky. We sisters can have enough to eat for a few days."
Varian was scared out of his mind: "Wait a minute, I have gold coins that I can give to you!"
Adler on the side moved a large basin and said calmly:
"Those shiny things are useless. There is famine everywhere in Stormwind Kingdom. Food is already more precious than gold coins. It is our luck to meet a big fat sheep like you. Accept your fate. Who allowed you to be born in Stormwind?"
kingdom."
"Hell, why is this happening?" Varian looked bitter.
Heleni said with a smile:
"If you want to blame, blame our great king for taking away our last grain of food. In order to survive, we have to do this. I will peel off your skin carefully to ensure that not a drop of blood will flow out.
There is no one in Elwynn Forest who is more skilled than me."
Seeing the sharp dagger, Varian almost fainted. He suddenly remembered that the ring he was wearing was a precious magic item with a flash spell sealed inside.
Varian flamboyantly activated the magic in the ring, and a ray of light flashed and disappeared from the room. Both Helene and Adler looked surprised.
After finding the place where the sword was hidden, Varian used the blade to cut the rope and wanted to go back with the sword for revenge. However, considering that he was tired, hungry, and exhausted, the two women's methods were extraordinary and they were probably no match for him.
, we can only give up temporarily.
Remembering this place, Varian made up his mind to come back for revenge.
Sleeping in the open air along the way, eating grass roots and bark, carefully avoiding people, Varian finally returned to Stormwind City.
Looking at the tall and majestic Stormwind City and the towering city gate, Varian finally showed a relieved smile and hurriedly took out the token and went to see the guard at the city gate.
General Jonathan Marcus, the supreme commander of Stormwind City's defense forces, was ostracized during the days of the Night's Watch King.
However, the Kingdom of Stormwind continued to fight, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties. The number of young and middle-aged men dropped sharply, and various industries were short of manpower. Veterans like him who were accustomed to fighting had to go out.
Varian took out his seal, handed it to General Marcus, and whispered: "I am King Varian, I just came back from the Undercity."
Marcus looked at the man in front of him in surprise, his face covered with dust and his clothes in rags, like a beggar. He looked at the seal carefully to confirm that it was correct, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said:
"Your Majesty the King, please follow me."
Varian followed Marcus and entered the watchtower next to the city gate.
"Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work. Please come in." General Marcus said politely.
I was finally able to rest, eat a meal, and take a hot bath.
Varian breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the watchtower.
There was a sound of wind behind his head, followed by severe pain. Varian's vision went dark and he fell to the ground. Several guards from Stormwind City gathered around him, looking at him with greedy eyes and drooling.