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Chapter 1611: The establishment of the Dove of Peace

King Terenas was confused and didn't know why he offended Medivh.

It was Lord Presto who should be punished. Why would it be his turn? It didn't make sense.

He couldn't figure out what the sincerity in Medivh's letter meant. What should he do?

Terenas was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, so he had to ask the court mage Amennar who had sent Medivh a message.

"What did Medivh do after receiving my letter? What was his attitude? Did he get angry? Tell me everything you saw and heard in Karazhan."

Yamenar lowered his head and recalled seriously:

"When you went to see Medivh, you only waited at the entrance of Karazhan Library for five hours. Medivh was very happy. You know he has always been stingy, but he treated me to a piece of osmanthus cake that day and opened the letter in person.

After seeing this, Medivh just sneered and told me to wait for a while while he went to get Presto's head and asked me to take it back."

"Then what?" Terenas asked anxiously.

"I saw Medivh open the portal and leave with my own eyes. I waited in the library for a long time but didn't see him come back. As the night grew late, I was invited out by the library director and the housekeeper arranged for me to stay in the guest room. I waited for a few days before Medivh arrived.

I met him in the library, but it was far away and blocked by a magic barrier. I could only vaguely see the shadow of Medivh. He told me that the problem in Alterac has been solved.

It’s settled, let me give you this reply letter.”

There was no useful information, Terenas sighed. Is the royal power of the Menethil family really coming to an end?

Seeing no one around, Armennar whispered:

"Your Majesty the King, please allow me to say a few more words. When I left Karazhan, I saw the body of an orc hanging at the door. He died very miserably. I guess Medivh is disgusted with orcs, and I need you to take care of the orcs in the shelter.

Kill them all, but it was Medivh who opened the Dark Portal and attracted the orcs. He was too embarrassed to slap himself in the face, so he didn't say it clearly."

Terenas took a breath of cold air. If all the orcs in the shelter were killed, Lordaeron's food problem could be solved. It was not without consideration.

It's just that Terenas also wants to save face. Back then, he was the one who established the asylum against all the opinions of others. Now that he personally ended the orcs, wouldn't it be a slap in his own face?

Face is very important to a king, and Terenas would rather have countless people starve and suffer in order to protect his own face.

Seeing the king's hesitation, Armennar persuaded again: "Prestor is just a mortal, and he is by no means a match for Medivh. I guess he must have reached a deal with Medivh. Thinking of the current situation in Altarank, in fact,

It’s not hard to guess.”

"You mean, ogre?" Terenas understood something.

"Why would Medivh be interested in orcs? Because they are a new species. I am also a mage, so I can understand Medivh's approach."

Looking out the window uneasily, Armennar continued:

"It's a pity that the orcs were defeated. It was us humans who defeated him. Medivh must have been disappointed with the orcs. He didn't destroy them because he didn't have new toys. Although the orcs are strong, it's a pity that they can't learn advanced magic. Ogres are better than orcs.

Stronger and able to learn magic, he is a better toy than an orc."

Terenas suddenly realized: "So that's the case. No wonder Presto was able to convince Medivh. This guy is always unexpected."

Yamenar added another fire: "Your Majesty, you can't hesitate any longer. Presto is too cunning. If you don't destroy the orcs, he will replace you."

Terenas was persuaded, frowned and thought for a long time, waved his hand and said: "Amennar, you go down first, let me think carefully."

After Amennar left, Uther, the Lightbringer, pushed open the door and entered.

"What does a little court mage know?" Uther sneered: "Your Majesty the King, we are all under the protection of the Holy Light, why not follow the guidance of the Holy Light."

Terenas's eyes lit up, why had he forgotten the Holy Light, and he hurriedly grabbed Uther's arm:

"Tell me quickly how the Holy Light guides you."

Uther's eyes shone with golden light:

"I saw the future. The orcs occupied Stormwind City, Ironforge was the orcs' smithy, the gnomes were the orcs' pets, Gilneas was in ruins, the orcs' flag was planted in Silvermoon City, and the trolls of Zul'Aman became the orcs.

They occupied most of the lands of the Eastern Kingdom, and only Lordaeron was spared."

King Terenas said with a grimace: "So it's all because of me that I have harmed all living beings in Azeroth."

"This is the inevitable development of history. Even if a shelter is not established, the result will be the same. Under the rolling wheels of history, personal will is useless." Uther's face was filled with golden light, like a preacher.

priest:

"Your Majesty the King, you don't have to blame yourself. In fact, it is because of your decision that Lordaeron was preserved. If you treat the orcs well, the orcs will treat you well. They know what gratitude is."

Terenas was convinced: "According to the prophecy of the Holy Light, Medivh's so-called sincerity is to let us treat the orcs more kindly, but Lordaeron no longer has any extra food."

Uther was already prepared: "Your Majesty the King, the orcs need not only material satisfaction, but also spiritual support. They need to be respected and recognized by the people."

"This..." Terenas looked embarrassed.

Uther said: "Your Majesty the King, the Holy Light is unmistakable. In the near future, the orcs will occupy the Eastern Kingdom. We must make good friends with the orcs to survive. If the people remember hatred, they will only perish under the attack of the orcs."

, for the sake of Lordaeron, you must think twice."

Terenas hesitated and said: "You asked me to tell the people that the orcs are kind and kind. How is this possible? Do you know how many people were eaten by the orcs? A whole generation of young people in Lordaeron died on the battlefield. This is a blood feud.

The hatred of life and death that can never be resolved."

Uther said with a smile: "The people are just puppets who can't think. We can tell the people that all this is the conspiracy of the Burning Legion. The orcs are pure and kind in nature, and they raised the butcher knife against humans because of the temptation of the Burning Legion. Yes.

Yes, I heard that the orcs drank the blood of Mannoroth in order to increase the duration of their rage. Isn’t this a ready excuse?"

Terenas' mind became clear, as if the clouds were clearing and the sun appeared:

"It is said that after drinking the blood of Mannoroth, the temperament of the orcs will change drastically and they will become bloodthirsty. But this excuse is too lame. Will anyone believe it?"

Uther said fiercely: "If you don't believe it, we will feed him to the orcs. Don't worry, Your Majesty, a lie repeated ten thousand times will become the truth."

Terenas is definitely not bad at politics and knows how to confuse people.

"These are not enough. We need to promote the culture of the orcs, guide the orcish customs, wear orcish clothes, and eat orcish food. And I want to take the lead. Everything is for peace."

Uther half-knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty the King, the people of Lordaeron are so lucky to have you leading us with your foresight and foresight."

Terenas nodded happily: "We need a lot of manpower and a strict organization. Since we have the purpose of peace with the orcs, let's call it the Dove of Peace."


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