Gianna attaches great importance to her own reputation. Although Liam told the truth, it was something that Gianna couldn't tolerate and it touched her nerves.
Just when Jaina was making up her mind, Velen rushed to Theramore with Prince Anduin.
Velen's face was red and radiant.
Since the draenei entered the continent of Azeroth, although they have joined the Alliance, because the draenei are extremely afraid of the orcs, and Velen has strictly prohibited revenge against the orcs, although the draenei are strong, they basically have no combat effectiveness.
, looked down upon by all races in the alliance.
Velen really wanted to take this opportunity to please Thrall and get in touch with the orcs.
Upon seeing Jaina, Velen boasted: "I have brought Anduin back, and he is willing to die for Azeroth."
Jaina rolled her eyes and glared at Viren: "Damn it, you incompetent old thing, why don't you quickly release His Highness from the restraints."
Velen was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what Jaina was thinking, so he could only lift the shackles of the Holy Light for Anduin. Jaina asked with concern: "Prince Anduin, what happened? Why are you being raped?"
Come here, don't worry, I will make the decision for you."
Anduin was confused and felt that he had been fooled, so he did not dare to speak out.
Jaina's almond-shaped eyes widened and she pointed at Velen: "Is this old man forcing you? Prince Anduin and the savior Thrall are kind and will never ask anyone to sacrifice."
Anduin nodded suspiciously: "It was Velen who kidnapped me."
Jaina glared at Velen and asked loudly:
"Prophet Velen, I have always respected you, but I didn't expect you to do such a shameful thing. Don't you know that Anduin is the son of King Varian and the future leader of the Alliance?"
Velen was on the verge of tears. It was obviously Jaina who entered the Exodar and begged him to come forward, but she turned against him so quickly. Velen did not dare to offend Jaina, so he could only whisper:
"This is a misunderstanding."
Jaina sneered and said: "Misunderstanding, Velen, do you draenei want to die? Believe it or not, without the protection of the alliance, the orcs would eat up all of you draenei in minutes."
Velen looked pale and trembled: "No, no, this is really a misunderstanding. I am willing to make amends and hope to be forgiven by Prince Anduin."
Anduin was stunned, as if he was in a dream.
Jaina nodded: "Very well, Velen. I heard that you are very accomplished in the field of Holy Light. Why not teach Prince Anduin some secrets of Holy Light."
Velen regards the knowledge of the Holy Light Realm as his treasure. Even the Draenei will not teach it, so how can they be willing to pass it on to a human.
But now that the matter has come to this, Velen has no choice but to bite the bullet and agree: "Holy Light, I am willing to teach Prince Anduin the knowledge of Holy Light."
Jaina touched Anduin's head and said, "Your Highness, are you satisfied?"
Anduin hesitated for a moment, then realized that his life was in Jaina's hands, and said cautiously: "Thank you, sister Jaina."
This sister's call was so kind, and Jaina was very satisfied.
After settling Anduin, Jaina immediately wrote to King Greymane, asking him to dedicate Prince Liam to Thrall as a vessel for the coming.
After pondering for a long time, Jaina wrote another letter to General Darius, ordering him to monitor King Greymane and report to Jaina at any time.
Nanhai Town.
Darius took Jaina's letter and anxiously went to see King Greymane. As soon as they met, he shouted: "Your Majesty, a disaster is coming. Prince Liam will be used as a container..."
King Greymane sat on a chair with an ashen face. There was Jaina's letter in front of him, and he sighed: "I know everything. Jaina's letter has just arrived."
Darius asked nervously: "Your Majesty the King, what is going on?"
Greymane said, "A few days ago, Liam drank too much and stood on the table and cursed Jaina in public. When I heard about it, I quickly sent someone to kidnap him back and gave him a lesson myself.
I thought it was nothing serious, but this happened."
Darius said listlessly: "What should we do? If we reject Jaina, we will be accused of destroying Azeroth and suffer joint attacks from the Alliance and the Horde."
Greymane closed his eyes and said painfully:
"Gilneas is occupied by the Bloodfang Werewolves and the Forsaken. We are already on the run. If we reject Jaina, Darnassus will definitely refuse to take us in. Even if there is no pursuit by the Alliance and the Horde, once our food supplies are exhausted, we will
It’s all over.”
Darius looked troubled: "I know Gianna. If Prince Liam doesn't die, she will definitely not give up. Your Majesty, the King, can only make up his mind."
Greymane slammed the table angrily: "But Liam is my only son, and I can even die for him at any time."
Darius whispered: "Your Majesty the King, please think again. The people of Gilneas are living in dire straits, waiting for you to go back and save them. I know you are a warrior and are not afraid of death, but Greymane
The family’s royal heritage cannot be cut off.”
Royal inheritance!
Greymane was deeply touched. He stood up and paced back and forth, and finally let out a long sigh: "I am very willing to die in Liam's place, but the legacy of the king of Gilneas must continue. Maybe this is fate."
A guard next to Greymane was a close associate of Prince Liam. He heard the conversation between the two and secretly informed Prince Liam.
Liam was so scared that he really didn't want to die. The prince secretly cultivated several confidants, the most trusted of whom was Lord Vincent Godfrey.
At this critical moment, Liam can only seek advice from Lord Godfrey.
Lord Godfrey is not tall, but has a very strong build and a pair of wolf-like eyes. He was once the deputy of the Archmage Arugal and is proficient in magic.
After learning about Prince Liam's situation, Godfrey first suggested: "Your Highness, I have an idea. According to our intelligence, the Bloodfang werewolves in Gilneas are organized. We can risk returning to Gilneas.
Maybe they will make you king."
Liam considered it carefully, shook his head and said, "This is too risky, the crazy blood-fang werewolf will definitely tear me apart."
Godfrey looked around and lowered his voice: "Your Highness, there is only one way now, to launch a coup and imprison His Majesty the King."
Liam was startled, turned pale, and shook his head repeatedly: "Damn it, that's betrayal, I can't do such a thing."
Godfrey shrugged and said: "Your Highness, you have to think carefully. Your father has agreed to send you to Sal. Who knows what hardships you will have to go through."
Liam thought for a long time and asked bitterly: "Is there no other way? For example, escape."
Godfrey shook his head: "Jaina is a great mage, there is no way for you to escape from her pursuit."
Liam stood up, his eyes shining like a wolf: "Okay, Lord Godfrey, how sure are you?"
Godfrey thought for a while: "I have joined forces with the other two lords, and we have more than 10,000 soldiers. His Majesty the King only has 3,000 palace guards. With the addition of Darius's 1,000 soldiers, we have a great chance of winning.