After listening to Varian's impassioned speech about the so-called deal, Jaina and Garona grimaced and suppressed their laughter.
Finally, Jaina couldn't help it anymore, bent down and giggled.
"Varian, after all, you are also the king of Stormwind City. I have never seen such a fool as you."
Jaina shook her head and sighed quietly:
"It's such a pity. If the Black Dragon Princess hadn't been in charge of the Kingdom of Stormwind, Stormwind City would have fallen into the hands of the orcs long ago because of your stupidity. Varian, Medivh seems to have a good reason for choosing you as king.
"
Varian was a little confused. He thought his deal was great, but he didn't know what the problem was.
After Jaina couldn't help laughing, the ogre nobles invited by Jaina, the orc veteran Eitrigg, and others also laughed together.
Varian was even more confused, with a confused look on his face.
Then, the orc soldiers also laughed loudly, although most of the soldiers didn't know what was going on and just laughed along with everyone.
The laughter that echoed in the cave stimulated Varian's heart. He felt like a fool, and what was even more frightening was that he didn't know why.
Sal showed a cheerful smile, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"This is the Varian I know. The one I negotiated with at the Shade Inn must be a fake. Come on, Varian, let me teach you, just like I did in Karazhan. First of all, there is no guarantee that
Please do not negotiate with your opponents when it is your own personal safety. You remind me of the foolish prophet Velen."
All the soldiers brought by Varian have been killed. Now he is the only one. Life and death are all in Thrall's control. Moreover, he took the initiative to enter this dead situation. What a stupid act.
When personal safety cannot be guaranteed, it is impossible to obtain fair treatment through negotiation.
"But my reasons are very good." Varian still refused to be convinced and said stubbornly.
Sal said in a preaching tone: "Has anyone ever told you that you are too naive?"
"Princess Black Dragon said it, but I don't understand."
"You will understand soon," Thrall said with a smile: "The next thing I want to tell you is that you are not the only choice. Of course, you have no chance to learn a lesson. A king only needs to make a mistake.
, is fatal enough, this is the last advice you will hear in your life."
Poof!
A sharp dagger pierced Varian's chest, and then the assassin hiding in the shadows withdrew his weapon.
Varian looked in disbelief. He covered his chest with force, and blood flowed happily from between his fingers. Varian turned around with difficulty and saw Garona who looked proud.
"A dagger assassinated two kings, who happened to be father and son."
The strange whispers from the ancient god C'Thun echoed in Varian's mind again.
"Do you remember this dagger, Varian?" Garona asked with an evil smile.
How could we forget!
As the blood spurted out, Varian's consciousness gradually blurred, as if he had returned to that chaotic era.
This is a pair of extremely sharp daggers. In fact, Varian does not know the origin of these daggers.
In the first year of the Dark Portal, when the orc army was about to attack the city, King Lion gave a pair of daggers to Queen Thalia and Prince Varian, telling them to kill him after the city was broken.
King Ryan did not want to become a prisoner of the orcs. Of course, this was just an excuse. The queen and prince knew that this was to avoid the humiliation of the royal family and left it for Anduin and his son to commit suicide.
At that time, Garona, who had transformed into a human noblewoman, had successfully confused King Ryan, but a noblewoman was never allowed to bring weapons to the king, so Garona could not find a chance to assassinate the king.
That day, Garona was alone with King Lion, and Prince Varian happened to pass by.
Garona smiled at Varian. For some reason, Varian, who was still a prince at the time, pulled out the dagger and handed it to Garona.
Garona took the dagger, winked at Varian, and then assassinated the stunned King Lion.
"Don't say anything, Your Highness, this is a little secret between us."
Garona smiled like a flower and took away the dagger.
This matter stayed in Varian's heart, like a thorn in his heart. Although a few nobles knew the truth, such as Duke Bolvar and the Black Dragon Princess, and they were willing to help Varian keep it secret, he still couldn't let go.
"The king fell in a pool of blood, who was secretly rejoicing? Jaina."
The dagger engraved with these words was an imitation of the dagger that killed King Llane. When the engraved dagger was found among the ashes at Garona's residence, Varian knew that he had no choice.
As a king, Varian has many ways to gain power.
For example, the Black Dragon Princess has promised more than once that the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian's laboratory has made significant progress, and if he is willing, he will give Varian the power of the Black Dragon and Shadow Flame.
The reason why I chose to cooperate with Jaina was not entirely because of the wilderness demigod's magic-stealing dragon.
He was very worried that he was related to King Llane's death. Once word spread, he would be ruined and the throne would fall into the hands of Anduin.
The spellstealing dragon emerged from Varian's chest and fell into Jaina's hands. Looking at the bleeding king, the spellstealing dragon showed disgust.
"Varian, the deal you proposed is actually very good, but we already have a better option."
Jaina pulled out a large wooden box like a coffin board from the portal, and said with a smile: "Varian, after you rescued Thrall, your mission has been completed. We don't like idlers."
The heavy wooden box was opened, revealing a young man with his eyes closed tightly, dressed in king's attire, his appearance and body shape were almost exactly the same as Varian.
"Impossible!" Varian's consciousness suddenly woke up, and he seemed to have forgotten that he had been pierced in the chest.
"He is your brother, and Medivh has prepared it long ago. He is the backup for the King of Stormwind Kingdom. We are tired of the endless negotiations, and you do not have the courage to expel the Black Dragon Princess. From today on, he will replace you."
Jaina and Thrall looked at each other, both of them smiling cheerfully.
"So you have been lying to me, I am such a fool!" Varian felt the strength leave him.
Garona leaned into Varian's ear and whispered in a low voice: "Actually, you are not to blame for that incident. The Kingslayer has the effect of confusing the mind. It was the power of the dagger that confused you. You can rest in peace.
.”
Thrall walked up to Varian, looked at the king who was about to die, and said in a low voice:
"History will not remember you, a man who died less than a feather, His Majesty the King." Then he waved his hand and ordered: "Eat him, don't leave a piece of flesh and blood behind!"
The orc soldiers showed ferocious smiles and pounced on the dying King Varian. The orc soldiers crowded, fought, and tore the flesh and blood from Varian's body. After a long time, they devoured everything, not even the bones were left.
"The time has not come yet, the Lich King Arshar has not yet awakened."
Thrall looked at "Varian" with his eyes tightly closed in the coffin, and gave Eitrigg an order:
"Send him into the arena, and then weave memories for him bit by bit, so that he really thinks he is King Varian of Stormwind City. Remember, we must let him get used to obeying us. Humans must become the running ashes of our orcs.
.”
Eitrigg quickly nodded in agreement.
Robbie was extremely shocked when he saw this scene from the Eye of C'Thun. He did not expect that King Varian was already dead. The King of Stormwind had actually always been the puppet of the orcs.
If you think about it carefully, many clues in history have already proved this.
For example, when marching into Northrend to conquer the Lich King Arthas, no matter whether Arthas is righteous or evil, he has nothing to do with the Kingdom of Stormwind, has no hatred for killing his father, and no hatred for destroying the country.
Assuming that the Lich King really wants to destroy Azeroth, the first choice target must be the Undercity, the Dark Queen Sylvanas who betrayed him. Stormwind City is located in the far rear, and it is quite safe from the geographical location.
It is the orcs who really have a grudge against Varian for killing his father and for destroying the country. If King Varian had a little more brains, he would sit back and watch the Scourge and the Horde fight to the detriment of both sides, and take action at the right time to reap the benefits.
benefit.
Who would have thought that instead of seeking revenge against the orcs, Varian would take the initiative to attack the Scourge, which had nothing to do with him, leaving the Kingdom of Stormwind with an empty treasury, destitute people, and countless refugees. I really don’t know what the king is doing.
If Varian is actually Thrall's puppet, then everything makes sense.
Robbie turned to look at Vanessa, remembering what she said before, and asked: "You have suspected it for a long time, right?"
Vanessa nodded, her pretty face showing a slight look of pain:
"The Brotherhood has long been suspicious of Varian. Ever since Varian returned from the arena and expelled the Black Dragon Princess, all of his decisions have been beneficial to the tribe and helpful to Thrall, but he has been cruel and ruthless to the people of the Kingdom of Stormwind.
We have spied on the fact that Varian and Thrall have always maintained contact."
"It's really terrible."
Robbie felt trembling all over when he thought that the Kingdom of Stormwind had actually been working for the orcs all these years.
Vanessa showed a solemn expression and said seriously: "Now that Medivh has fallen and the tribe's biggest backer is no longer there, it is time to overthrow the fake King Varian."
Robbie and Vanessa returned to the Kingdom of Stormwind and informed the Black Dragon Princess and Duke Bolvar of everything that happened in Vogul Ogre Mountain.
Duke Bolvar closed his eyes and was quiet for a long time, silently mourning for His Majesty the King.
"What an unexpected development!" The black dragon princess's eyes shone brightly like two bright lights: "When the fake Varian enters Stormwind City, I will definitely eat him."
Robbie shook his head and reminded the Black Dragon Princess: "This is inappropriate. If the fake Varian returns, I'm afraid Medivh will also enter Stormwind City with him."
As soon as she heard about Medivh, the black dragon princess stopped talking.
Duke Bolvar said sadly: "King Varian is dead, how should we deal with it?"
Robbie cautiously suggested:
"Gather strength secretly, weaken the influence of the Wrynn family, diversify the Kingdom of Stormwind, and support local forces. If the fake King Varian returns, choose to avoid him. Remember, the position of the Lich King,
It must not fall into the hands of the Horde, and we must be careful about Tirion Fordring and not let him become the Lich King."
Duke Bolvar nodded. Once the Horde takes control of the Scourge, it will really be the end.
The mystery of the missing envoy has been solved. Although the intended goal has not been completed, Robbie already knows how to build a new body for the Shadow Prince Anduin.
Karazhan, there must be an answer.
Robbie and Vanessa are preparing to return and need to find the black cat and the white cat. Vanessa thinks it is necessary to talk to the two cats and find out their true identities.
Black cats and white cats are not difficult to find. Wherever the rats are fattest and most numerous, there must be traces of them.