Duke Bolvar was eloquent and eloquent. His talk about the way of heaven in Azeroth was novel and had never been heard before. King Varian was relaxed and happy, scratching his head and head, and asked for advice very sincerely:
"Bovar, you are my best friend, and you want to ask me why the Scourge came into being and died at the right time?"
Duke Bolvar pondered for a long time, feeling a little sorry for Varian. In fact, the Black Dragon Princess only taught him the way of heaven. Using this as a premise and as an excuse will definitely attract Varian to believe in his point of view.
Then she has to rely on her own performance, and the Black Dragon Princess can't predict what reasons Jaina will use to impress Varian.
Bolvar knew very well that with Varian's nature, it was useless to reason with him. It was better to use some white lies.
In such a war-torn era, it takes many innocent lives and unnecessary blood for a young king to mature. The Kingdom of Stormwind cannot withstand such a torment. Bolvar's face remained as usual, and his thoughts changed rapidly:
"Your Majesty the King, I wonder if you still remember that when you are injured or a foreign object penetrates the body, suppuration, infection, or even rot and stench often occur?" Bolvar guided the king's thinking step by step.
"No, I will be treated by a priest soon after I am injured." Varian said strangely.
The Duke of Beauval wanted to knock himself on the head, but he actually forgot about it. He was a king, so how could he lack a priest by his side?
"I can understand what you said." Varian sighed and said sadly:
"I have seen the wounds of some soldiers rotting and smelly. If they did not receive treatment from a priest, a considerable number of them would not be able to survive. It is a pity that so many young and fresh lives have been lost innocently."
In this world, although there are priests who can bring the dead back to life and herbal medicine that can cure all diseases, the number of priests is too small and the cost of alchemy is too high. After most soldiers are injured, they clean and bandage their wounds and wait for themselves to recover.
Purulent infections are very common, and after all, only a few high-ranking people can enjoy the treatment of priests.
"Yes! Those rotten wounds and disgusting pus are actually a protective mechanism of the body. They are very similar to the Scourge of Azeroth. As long as the wounds are healed or foreign objects are removed, the rot and pus will disappear naturally."
Duke Bolvar gave a good example and asked Varian to think for himself and take the initiative to accept it. Varian lived up to his expectations and asked: "Then the foreign objects that invaded Azeroth are orcs?"
"Not bad!" Duke Bolvar nodded solemnly:
"The Scourge Legion unexpectedly rose up because of the orcs. This is definitely a mysterious force. So far, we don't know where Arthas' power comes from. It seems that someone is secretly arranging everything to help him rise.
Never before in history has this kind of power
It has happened before. I have reason to suspect that the invasion of the orcs caused the backlash of the way of heaven. The way of heaven helped Arthas. The people of Lordaeron who died in vain at the hands of the orcs were resurrected into the Scourge. This is the power of the revenge of the way of heaven.
, symbolizing Azeroth’s expulsion of the orcs.”
"The history fabricated by the Guardians says that the rise of Arthas was due to Frostmourne and was a trick of the Burning Legion. This is really nonsense. If there really is such power, the one who raised this sword should be an eredar demon.
Or a Dreadlord. We all know that the sword of Frostmourne has a distinct dwarven style and must have been made by a Bronzebeard."
King Varian waved his hand and said impatiently: "I understand all this, there is no need to explain it to me. Bolvar, do you mean that as soon as the orcs are destroyed, the Scourge will definitely disappear?"
Duke Bolvar smiled and nodded. Varian was quite smart and could draw inferences from one instance. He took the opportunity to add:
"Yes, that's right. The elimination of the orcs is in line with the law of heaven. Even Medivh cannot stop it. Once the orcs are destroyed, the historical mission of the Scourge will be over. Even if Arthas refuses to disappear,
He will also gradually lose his strength. At that time, as long as a respected person raises his arms and follows the way of heaven, the heroes will surely respond, and he can easily defeat Alsace and become a great savior."
Varian's eyes lit up, and he seemed to see that he was the great hero who raised his arms, a great king whose name would go down in history, and all the people were praising his name.
Everyone has a heroic dream in their hearts and wants to become a hero admired by thousands of people. However, Varian's heart soon passed a shadow, that is, the Black Dragon Princess, which made a dark look appear on his face.
Duke Bolvar is so shrewd. He understood it as soon as he saw the king's face and said unhurriedly:
"The black dragon has always been a symbol of disaster. The black dragon brothers and sisters have lived for more than a thousand years. Why have they never been heard of before and only appeared during this period. They also follow the way of heaven. Once the orcs are destroyed and the disaster is over, the black dragon must return to the cave.
Go inside, otherwise your life will be in danger."
Varian's blood boiled after hearing this. It seemed that it was only because of the orcs that Azeroth was in such trouble.
If there were no orcs, there would be no Scourge Legion, and there would be no Black Dragon Princess to snatch her power.
He deeply regretted that he should not have agreed to build an orc shelter and should have killed these beasts. Otherwise, how could there have been so many unpredictable things.
"What if we work with the orcs?" Varian tried to hypothesize.
Duke Bolvar's face darkened, his brows darkened, and he took a breath:
"Your Majesty, this must not be done. It is going against nature and the consequences will be disastrous. The Scourge will not disappear until the orcs are destroyed. Even if the guardian Medivh is lucky enough to kill Arthas, there must be a new one.
Lich King, you see, this is meaningless, and those who go against the will of heaven rarely end well, and will surely die in misfortune."
"Okay, okay, that's great."
After hearing this, Varian's face lit up and he was extremely excited. It seemed that he didn't have to do anything, he just had to wait for that day to come and enjoy the wonderful things that would come of it.
He suddenly stood up and slapped the case, with a look of determination on his face and said seriously:
"My father was killed by orcs, and my kingdom was massacred by orcs. If I can't avenge the orcs, how can I, a tall eight-foot-long man named Varian, stand in this world? I, Varian Uri,
Well, the king of the Kingdom of Stormwind, hereby swears that if he does not destroy the orcs, he will be shattered into pieces, turned into ashes, and die without a burial place."
Bolvar drank the tea slowly, and a big stone finally fell to his heart. The Kingdom of Stormwind was free from worries.
Faced with the dispute between the Horde and the Scourge, the best policy is to stay out of it and wait and see what happens.
Becoming a pawn or comrade-in-arms of the orcs would be a bad idea and would harm others and yourself. He believed in the Black Dragon Princess's theory of heaven. The arguments were sufficient, the reasons were sufficient, and it was so enigmatic that Jaina should not be able to think of a way to crack it.
Varian had a good sleep that night. In his dream, he became the greatest king in the history of the Kingdom of Stormwind. His statue stood in the Valley of Heroes in Stormwind City. It was made of gold and jade and was hundreds of meters high. It was magnificent.
, will last forever.
Early the next morning, Varian immediately ordered that anyone who dared to spread rumors would be expelled and never hired. All the servants and guards were shocked. No one wanted to lose this dignified and glorious job, and the rumors stopped.
Unfortunately, the young King Varian had not yet learned to keep secrets. At a cocktail party a few days later, Varian, who was drunk, quickly said the words of heaven in public, and it didn't take long for it to reach Jaina's ears.
middle.
Although Jaina is a woman, she is an archmage. A mage's thinking habits tend to be rational. Varian firmly believes in the law of heaven, but Jaina will not believe it easily.
She is thinking about the next step. She has one last trump card, a trump card that Varian cannot refuse. (To be continued)