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Chapter 332: A White Lie

"You have to remember, Anduin." Jaina looked at the little prince tenderly:

"I just want to facilitate negotiations between Thrall and your father. They will definitely have a common language, work together for each other's benefit, and unite to fight against the evil enemy for the sake of Azeroth."

"For Azeroth, I will do it." Anduin nodded solemnly, feeling a heavy responsibility.

It was actually very psychologically stressful for him to talk to his majestic father. Boys are always willing to show off their strength in front of the girl they like, and Anduin accidentally fell into it.

Anduin boarded the carriage, clenching his fists and feeling like a warrior about to take an adventure.

Jaina snickered in her heart. She was already prepared. Everything had been arranged, including the reaction of the stubborn King Varian, which was all expected.

As long as Anduin is firmly under control, he will be able to convince King Varian.

Storm Barrier.

King Varian has a set of specially made dummies, which are made one-to-one according to the appearance of the orcs. They look exactly like Thrall. They are placed in the courtyard where the king practices his fighting skills.

King Varian, holding a steel sword, slashed hard at the dummy that looked like Jothar.

"I let you lie to me, let you lie to me, you damn liar, executioner, I want to kill you, I must kill you." King Varian was so cruel to Thrall, if he hadn't been with Thrall when he was a child

It was impossible for him to agree to build an orc shelter. Now people have seen that the orcs in Orgrimmar are a disaster for the Alliance.

Because of the orc shelter and the destruction of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, everyone in the Kingdom of Stormwind, from the common people to the nobles, was terrified, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps of Lordaeron. King Varian had completely lost the hearts of the people.

With Medivh in charge, the lords from all over the country had already raised their armies, cut off Varian's head and hung it at the gate of Stormwind City.

Because of this, the lords everywhere will acquiesce in the Black Dragon Princess and Duke Bolvar handling political affairs. A king who has disappointed the people is not qualified to take charge of the highest power of the Kingdom of Stormwind.

After all, Anduin was young and had limited knowledge, so he could not see through this complicated situation. He simply believed that what Sister Jaina said was right, so he plucked up the courage to come to see his father.

Varian didn't like Anduin. He knew that he was just the worst of his many sons. Medivh chose him to be a puppet. Because of this, Varian could not have a good impression of Anduin.

"Father, I want to talk to you." Anduin summoned the courage to say.

"Say!" Varian didn't look back and continued to chop the dummy Thrall hard.

Looking at the innocent orc dummy, Anduin felt distressed and thought his father was probably crazy. He said boldly: "Father, why do you hate the orcs? Maybe we should talk to the orcs and listen to Thrall.

say something."

Varian turned around sharply, staring at Anduin with his bloodshot eyes. Anduin was so frightened that his whole body trembled, as if he was facing a terrifying demon, and he backed away repeatedly.

"What do you know, you ignorant little bastard? The orcs killed your grandfather, conquered the Kingdom of Stormwind, slaughtered so many of our people, and have a blood feud with us humans. Even if you become a completely stupid king, don't do it.

Forget that there can never be peace between us and the orcs, only war."

Varian suppressed his anger, feeling that he shouldn't be on the same level as a child.

"But it was the Burning Legion's fault for luring the orcs into drinking the blood of Mannoroth." Anduin argued.

After Varian heard this, veins popped up on his forehead, and he almost jumped up with anger: "Damn naughty kid, what about the Kingdom of Lordaeron? The orcs who came out of the shelter destroyed Lordaeron and ate Lordaeron.

The people of Lun.”

"No, father, it was the Scourge that destroyed Lordaeron, and it was Arthas who did it. The orcs are so simple and kind, they are fair and just, they advocate glory, and like us, they are an intelligent race with dignity." Andu

Because of his efforts to fight against the fear of his father.

"Damn it, you damn kid, have you ever seen an orc?" Varian was furious and really wanted to kill Anduin with a sword.

"I, no," Anduin whispered, looking down at the ground, really scared.

"Okay, then I'll show you what an orc looks like!"

King Varian grabbed Anduin and held him firmly under his arm, like a chicken.

An attendant brought a war horse, and Varian got on his horse, and under the protection of a large number of guards, headed straight for the prison in Stormwind City.

Arriving at the prison door and looking at the warden who hurriedly came out to greet him, King Varian asked:

"Have any damn orc prisoners been sent in lately?"

King Varian looked at this heavily guarded prison. Although the war with the orcs had passed for more than ten years, he still arrested a small number of escaped orcs in the wilderness from time to time. Varian himself also participated in similar hunts to vent his inner feelings.

Fury, and these orcs sent to Stormwind City will eventually hang themselves at the city gate, or give the Black Dragon Princess extra food.

"What a coincidence, four orcs have just been sent." The warden nodded and bowed.

Varian nodded and entered the prison with Anduin in his arms, with the warden leading the way.

In a filthy cell, Varian saw four fierce orcs, all with varying degrees of injuries. Obviously it was not easy to capture them. The orcs were chained and leaning against the wall, breathing heavily.

, looked at King Varian very unkindly.

Varian was also an experienced veteran in hunting down orcs. Just by looking at their eyes, he could tell that these four orcs were the most vicious veterans. There was no doubt that each of them had eaten people and liked the feeling.

"Anduin, now, I give you two choices. First, admit your mistake to me and admit that the orcs are vicious executioners; second, live with this group of orcs for a night, so that you can experience for yourself the nature of the orcs."

Varian felt very confident. Seeing the ferocious appearance of the orcs, the child Anduin must have been frightened. Anduin has been timid since he was a child. How could he dare to live with four ferocious orcs for one night?

In less than a night, I'm afraid it will be torn into pieces and eaten alive.

King Varian turned his back, waiting for Anduin's decision.

This was almost the first time Anduin had seen an orc. In the past, he had only associated the ferocious appearance of the orcs with his father's dummy in the drawings. When he saw the ferocious appearance of the real orcs, Anduin was frightened and instinctively wanted to

Admit your mistake.

Suddenly, the four orcs turned around at the same time, showing friendly smiles to Anduin, blowing through Anduin's young heart like a bright spring breeze.

Anduin hesitated. Although the orcs looked ferocious, the smile was very reliable, a bit like the smile of Jaina's sister. It was kind and friendly, which made him feel at ease and a sense of trust welled up from deep in his heart.

As if by chance, Anduin's blood rushed to his head and he said stubbornly: "I choose to be with the orcs for one night."

King Varian turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at Anduin in disbelief.

He didn't know where this young child got such courage. Although King Varian didn't like Anduin, he wouldn't let him die in vain. He suddenly said angrily:

"Nonsense, nonsense, they will eat you up, go back, come back with me quickly."

"No!" Anduin was extremely stubborn: "I must be with them to prove you wrong. The orcs are a noble race that abides by honor. You are a king and you must keep your word."

"What the hell." Varian grabbed his hair hard, and the word "king" touched his sensitive nerves: "Well, in this case, I will pretend that I don't have you as my son, and I can have a child."

"Even if you say so, I won't give up." Anduin had already made up his mind.

"What happened to this world?" Varian was helpless: "Anduin, I will keep my promise, like a king, damn, I am the king. Warden, let my son have a good meal, early

Let’s hit the road.”

Varian felt extremely exhausted both physically and mentally, and with a look of disbelief on his face, he left the prison in Stormwind City alone. Of course, he secretly called the warden before leaving and secretly warned him that although he hated Anduin, he couldn't really

He let his son be eaten by orcs.

Anduin was sent to the cell of four orcs. The warden received Varian's secret order and selected the most capable subordinates to closely monitor the cell. Whenever Anduin was in danger, he would rush in immediately.

Hope it's not too late.

Unexpectedly, the four ferocious orcs turned out to be very friendly to Anduin.

When Anduin entered the cell, the four orcs took the initiative to give up the best seats, allowing Anduin to sit down comfortably.

The warden personally served Anduin a sumptuous meal and stared at the four orcs with a puzzled expression.

These four orcs are famous for their ferocity in the Kingdom of Stormwind. They have caused numerous murders. They are crazy beasts and will be hanged on the gallows tomorrow. They are all unscrupulous desperadoes. Their attitude towards Prince Anduin is simply too good.

Incredible.

It was impossible for the warden to let such ferocious orcs have enough to eat. Looking at Anduin's rich dinner, the four orcs drooled with greed, but each of them held back until Anduin invited them.

The princes shared food together.

Oh my God, what happened to the world? Brutal orcs became saints overnight. Does little prince Anduin have some kind of magical power? Can he influence these beasts?

The warden felt that he should believe in the Holy Light.

The four orcs ate their delicious food gracefully, and one of them started chatting with Anduin.

"We are not beasts. This is a misunderstanding of us by humans. Before coming to Azeroth, we were a peace-loving race. Each clan lived alone to the greatest extent. They held hunting competitions, planted crops, formed families, and

Living in harmony with the elements, we have many excellent shamans."

Another orc ate ​​the barbecue and said quietly:

"You know, Prince, after we saved the world on Mount Hyjal, we could have wiped out all humans once and for all. However, Thrall said to be merciful. He is really a great orc."

"But how humans treat us." The third orc was indignant: "Human beings have never been kind to us. I was born in a shelter, a place full of filth, despair and horror. I can only wait there to die.

.Until that famous gladiator, the great savior Thrall, took us out of the asylum. But some people slandered us for destroying Lordaeron, which is a trampling on the glory of the orcs."

The last orc said: "We had a bad life in Orgrimmar. There was nothing there. Many orcs starved to death on the barren land. It was just a second shelter. We didn't want to start a war. We just wanted to

It has always been our principle to want to coexist peacefully with all races in Azeroth."

In fact, this cheap lie is easy to tell. These four orcs are all veterans who fled the wilderness after the second war. They live almost in isolation from the world. If no one taught them, it would be impossible for them to know so many things.

But coaxing young Anduin was enough.

Anduin's eyes filled with tears when he heard this. He was so moved that he cried, and his distorted world view was re-established. (To be continued)


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