King Terenas remembered that it was a sunny afternoon,
Unable to make up his mind, King Terenas invited the Knight of Light, Uther.
The legendary hero of the Second War, the chief paladin of Lordaeron, the spiritual pillar of the Alliance, and the symbol of bravery and fearlessness, he claims to be Uther, the Lightbringer of Truth.
King Terenas also wanted to hear Truth's opinion on the orcs.
"I'm so glad you arrived, Uther." King Terenas said politely,
"Pay attention to the attitude of your speech. Yes, you are the king of Lordaeron, but I am the spiritual leader of the entire alliance." Uther's attitude was extremely arrogant.
After all, King Terenas decided to endure the request.
"I won't forget it. Listen, old friend Uther, there are some things about the orc shelter. You should know that the orcs have become weak. They need meat to recover. We in Lordaeron can't afford it.
.Some people suggested killing them all, but I am hesitant."
Uther was angry and said loudly: "Holy Light, how could you have such cruel thoughts? Intelligent life should not be ruthlessly slaughtered. There must be other solutions."
"Okay, Uther, maybe we can plunder food from the people, but it would be too unfair to the people of Lordaeron." King Terenas was scratching his head. He knew very well what the people could bear.
"What? Holy light, this is absolutely not okay. You have crossed a terrible line. A qualified king must maintain kindness to the people." Uther immediately retorted.
It doesn't matter whether he kills or not. Terenas was choked to the point of being speechless, and it took him a long time to speak.
"How about killing some and leaving some, limiting the number of orcs so that the people can bear it."
King Terenas came up with a solution that would have the best of both worlds.
"The golden mean is not advisable, Your Majesty the King." Uther glared angrily: "The Holy Light will never allow us to kill enemies who lay down their weapons. This is an inhumane racial crime. Not even a single orc can be killed."
King Terenas was completely at his wits end. He looked at Uther in confusion:
"Knight of Light Uther, I think you must have a good idea. Lordaeron needs your guidance."
Uther had a pious look on his face: "The Holy Light will protect us, and Naaru is with us. Time is the best teacher. Let time guide you to the correct answer. You will definitely get out of your confusion, dear king.
His Majesty."
"Farewell."
Uther turned around and left without looking back.
Only then did King Terenas understand that Uther is a typical non-stick pan. He will not give you any advice at all, and he will criticize any plan you propose from the moral high ground.
In fact, Uther, who has been blessed with countless auras, has never defeated any distinguished enemy in his life, nor has he performed any glorious deeds worthy of praise. The origin of his fame is a mystery.
After that, despite exhausting the country's people, they still could not feed the orcs, so some orcs became dissatisfied, escaped from the shelter, and attacked people everywhere. Among them, Thrall was the most famous.
For the sake of so-called peace, but more for self-preservation, with the help of the Dalaran mage, King Terenas recognized Thrall as his godson and designated him as the heir to the throne.
Uther immediately stepped forward and became Thrall's mentor. He tried his best to teach Thrall martial arts and teach him the use of battle formations. His level of care was far more than that of Prince Alsace.
Thrall was able to achieve his future achievements thanks to the careful teachings of Uther, the Lightbringer.
King Terenas and Thrall became sworn brothers, and Thrall served as the regent of Lordaeron, which meant that the situation had deteriorated to the extreme.
Uther came to the throne room again and glared at King Terenas.
"King Terenas, you made a wrong choice, and the whole of Lordaeron was dragged into the quagmire by you. The Knights of the Silver Hand will not be destroyed along with Lordaeron. From today on, we serve the great
The savior Thrall, the Holy Light guides us, we will follow the footsteps of the savior and devote our lives to saving the continent of Azeroth."
In fact, Uther's attitude is not surprising, he is just a representative among many nobles.
When King Terenas could not make up his mind, almost everyone, like Uther, accused the king of being inhumane in terms of the morality of slaughtering the orcs. When King Terenas faced Medivh alone and needed support,
Everyone chose Mingzhe to protect themselves again!
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Uther strode towards the throne, took out the decree he had already drafted, handed it to the king, and said loudly:
"King Terenas and Baron Rivendell wantonly destroyed the friendship between Lordaeron and the orcs in the process of fighting against the orcs. Regent Thrall was very dissatisfied with this. This is an unforgivable war crime. For Azeroth
To ensure the safety of the country, you need to issue a decree to punish Baron Ryandale for treason and order him to commit suicide immediately. The decree has already been written, and you only need to stamp it with your seal."
"Baron Rivendare is treasonous? Are you crazy, Uther?"
King Terenas subconsciously retorted. Seeing Uther's fierce face, he quickly begged for mercy:
"Okay, you have the final say." The king reluctantly handed over his seal.
Uther took the seal and carefully stamped it on the decree.
"Haha, peace has come again, and Azeroth has been saved once again."
Uther accepted the decree and left happily without saying hello to the king.
"Baron Rivendell is Lordaeron's last hope. Nothing can happen to him." Arthas whispered.
"Your Highness, leave this matter to me."
Robbie waved his hand to Alsace, motioning for Alsace to stay, and followed him secretly. Fortunately, Uther did not ride a horse. He picked up the hammer at the door and went to rest in a nearby posthouse.
Robbie knew in his heart that he was definitely no match for Uther, the Lightbringer. There was a huge gap in strength between the two sides, so he could only win through strategy.
Find a deserted corner, put on the orc disguise, and Robbie waits next to the inn.
Of course, the task of conveying the king's will will not be completed by Uther himself.
Not long after, Uther's soldiers led the horse out of the inn, and Robbie stepped forward to stop them.
When the soldier saw a strong orc approaching, he quickly nodded and bowed, saying hello flatteringly.
"I was sent by Thrall, the savior. Show me the message sent to Baron Rivendell."
The soldier did not dare to disobey the orc master's order, let alone doubt it, and quickly took out the decree and handed it to Robbie.
"Why is there no signature of Prince Regent Thrall on it? Stupid Silver Hand, have you forgotten who is the real ruler of Lordaeron? Do you want to treason?"
The soldier was stunned. A label of treason was slapped on him, and he didn't know how to answer.
"I have taken the decree with me. After Thrall, the savior, stamps the seal, we will send someone to deliver it to Baron Rivendell. You can go back, little knight."
Robbie turned around and left regardless of whether the soldiers agreed or not.
The soldiers hesitated for a long time. It was neither a choice nor a pursuit, so they had no choice but to go back to find Uther to revive him.
"Fulfilling the mission."
Robbie gave the will to Alsace.
"Have a night's rest." Alsace said: "Tomorrow, we will go to see Baron Rivendell." (To be continued)