Chapter eight hundred and eighty eighth: two kings three
"Son of Medivh!"
Varian hesitated for a moment and asked hurriedly:
"Is there any way you can find him?"
Anduin panicked and said solemnly:
"He gave me a rune stone so that I can contact him at any time. Med'an is the son of Medivh and a powerful mage. He can enter and leave Stormwind Fortress at will. No one dares to stop him."
After hearing this, Varian was overjoyed and said: "God is really helping my Wrynn family. Immediately ask your friends to help deliver a letter to the great savior Thrall."
"Sal?"
Anduin looked at his father in confusion. Even though he was just a young man, he had already begun to pay attention to political affairs. Bolvar cultivated him intentionally or unintentionally to ensure that he could successfully inherit the throne when he became an adult.
"No, Thrall is a terrifying beast. He asked us to provide half a million humans to serve as military food for the orcs. No, father, you cannot have any contact with this beast." Anduin said loudly.
"Anduin! My son, Bolvar taught you wrongly."
Varian's expression has never been so solemn:
"Listen carefully, people can be reborn after death. If the Wrynn family loses their throne, they will never get it back. All glory and power will leave us."
Seeing that Anduin was slightly moved, Varian increased his persuasion:
"Thall is the savior of Azeroth. Saving the world requires sacrifice. Whether he dies in battle or serves as rations for the orcs, this is a great honor. In order to save the world, someone must do it.
The choice now is in our hands, either we come forward and give the orcs 500,000 humans, or you and I are among these 500,000 people."
Anduin didn't believe in the honor of saving the world and sacrificing his life, but thinking about the fate of being eaten alive by orcs made him look extremely pale.
"This letter must be given to Thrall to ensure that you and I will not be eaten by the orcs." Varian took out a letter from his pocket, solemnly handed it to Anduin, and warned:
"My child, the fate of Azeroth lies in your hands."
Anduin returned to the room, chased away all the servants, hid in the room alone, secretly took out the rune stone, and recited the spell taught by Med'an.
The rune stone emits green light and exudes a strange aura, which is somewhat similar to the aura on his father's body.
Anduin clearly remembered that his father did not have this aura before his disappearance.
Med'an's harsh voice soon came from the rune stone:
"Hey, Anduin, what's the matter? I'm eating a tauren. You know I don't like to eat dead people. I have to eat before he dies."
Anduin carefully organized his words and whispered: "My father is back."
"Ha, you mean Varian? What a stupid guy. He risked his life to save Thrall. As a result, he was torn into pieces and eaten by Thrall. Now your father is a legionnaire, Sylvanas's master.
There is a Dread Lord down there, who reshaped his evil body. Speaking of this Dread Lord, I remembered an interesting thing. He actually fell in love with a female orc."
Med'an has an extremely active mind, always jumping from one thing to another, without caring about the feelings of others. Anduin hurriedly interrupted his rambling:
"Father would like to ask for your help in sending a letter to Sal."
Med'Angelo was a little dissatisfied and snorted: "Sal is just a dog raised by my father. He is not qualified to let me deliver messages. I will ask my servant to find you."
The green light of the rune stone disappeared. Med'an was a casual guy, and he might forget about what he promised. Just when Anduin was feeling uneasy, the light suddenly flashed.
Med'an with green skin appeared in Anduin's room. Compared to pure-blooded orcs, Med'an's body was thinner, but compared to Anduin who was still developing, Med'an was as strong as
A gorilla.
"Bring it here." Med'an stretched out his right hand.
Anduin was used to Med'an's casual behavior, so he quickly took out Varian's letter.
Right in front of Anduin, Med'an tore open the envelope without ceremony, took out the letter and read it. It was precisely because of his sudden interest in Varian's letter that he came in person.
"Haha, hahaha! It's so funny."
Madan laughed so hard that tears came out. He folded the letter solemnly and put it into his arms:
"Poor Anduin, you must not be able to imagine what kind of promise Varian made to Thrall. I like this farce very much. This letter will definitely be delivered to Thrall, I promise."
Orgrimmar.
When Jaina entered the chief's tent, Thrall was eating a strong Zandalari troll. Jaina had long been accustomed to the orcs' rude eating habits, and she could even drink and eat with Thrall without any scruples.
Serve some pieces of meat.
"I received a letter from King Varian."
Thrall didn't even raise his head, burying his head in eating a piece of thigh meat, and said vaguely: "Jaina, I think you should know what happened in Stormwind City."
Jaina smiled coldly: "Sylvanas was unwilling to fail and used the power of the Legion to resurrect King Varian. It is true that Duke Bolvar's loyalty to the Wrynn family exceeded my expectations, but do you think a
Can a low-level demon from the Burning Legion become the leader of the Alliance?"
Sal raised his head, spit out a piece of bone and said:
"I don't care who is on the throne of the Alliance, I just care about the interests of the orcs. Varian has made an offer that I can't refuse, so I am willing to help him regain the throne."
Jaina looked at Thrall coldly, with a sarcastic look on her lips:
"No matter what promises Varian makes, they are just baseless lies. Once he ascends the throne, you will get nothing. The renegade of humans is beyond your expectations."
Thrall nodded slightly to the side. Eitrigg understood and handed the letter into Jaina's hand. Jaina was shocked after reading it:
"Varian actually made such a promise, this, this is incredible."
Sal grinned and said:
"In this way, I can treat the humans of the Stormwind Kingdom just like I treat the pandaren, tauren, and Zandalar trolls. Without the Stormwind Kingdom, the alliance will inevitably fall apart."
Jaina threw the letter to the ground, as if looking at a puddle of stinking garbage, feeling very disgusted.
In the letter, Varian was extremely flattering, and the main point was that if Thrall helped him regain the throne, Varian promised that the Kingdom of Stormwind would join the Horde.
Jaina was silent for a long time and said quietly:
"I had envisioned this happening, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. Since King Varian is so generous, I have no reason to refuse him."
Thrall chuckled and raised the wine glass in his hand: "To save Azeroth."
Jaina also raised her glass: "For Azeroth."
The Zandalari troll at the dinner table finally breathed his last.
The conversation between Thrall and Jaina was secretly recorded, and then passed through a particularly hidden channel, passed through many hands, and finally passed into the hands of a female orc.
The fat female orc read the conversation between the two, thought for a moment, and said to the strong orc man beside her: "Garrosh, our opportunity has come."