"Why?" Anduin Lothar smiled bitterly, turned his head sideways, looked at his disciple's father-like face, and his right hand trembled and stretched out to Varian's face, but finally hung weakly at his side, and whispered, "The name of this sword is the King's Protector. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What?" Anduin Lothar's voice suddenly became quiet, leaving Varian a little unintelligible. "Protector of the King. This is the name your father gave to this sword. Anduin Lothar turned his gaze back to the one-handed greatsword lying flat in the box, unaware that he had been delayed in the field for too long.

"That day, Ryan returned to Stormwind from Ironforge with the sword. Just as I was in a hurry to test how sharp the dwarven king's forged one-handed sword was, Ryan told me that he was going to name it 'Guardian of the King'. Anduin Lothar stretched out his hand and stroked the blade of the one-handed sword in the box. The gauntlets made of fine iron slashed through the strange patterns and carvings on the sword's body, making a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing in the silence of the night.

"At that time, when I heard this name, I was as surprised as you were. But your father said to me, 'Anduin, from the day I became king, I wanted to give you this title. However, the nobles of the council are always worried that you have too much power, so they do everything they can to obstruct you. Then I will bestow this title on your sword, and those people will have nothing to say now!Anduin, I promise you, as long as I, Lane, do not die, and no, as long as Stormwind is still standing on the continent of Azeroth, the House of Lothar will share the glory of the King of Urion with the glory of the king!'" Anduin Lothar relayed the words of Varian's father, King Lane's former rhetoric, and the thoughts and remorse for his old friend filled his heart for a while, and his voice became choked.

"Lothar-sensei, I ......" Varian didn't know what to say. Although he was not very impressed with his father, in his mind, the image of the monarch had always been as gentle as that of King Terenus, and in Varian's mind, if he became the king of Stormwind in the future, he would definitely learn from King Terenus.

However, Varian felt that his father's remarks were more like the image of the king in his mind, which made his father's face, which had long been blurred in his heart, suddenly taller and clearer.

It was only then that Anduin Lothar answered Varian's question: "Guardian of the King, this is the name of the sword that your father gave me, and it is also his ...... to me But that day, I watched Garona do those things to Ryan, but I didn't have time to stop it...... As the King's Protector, his own monarch not only died in front of him, but even decapitated in a different place, Varian, do you think I am still qualified to use this sword called 'King's Protector'?"

"Teacher Lothar, you ......" After a long struggle, Anduin Lothar finally confided the reason why he had sealed the peerless divine weapon forged by the dwarven king in an iron box. Varian felt sorry for it, but he couldn't persuade him - every warrior had his own faith in his heart, and when this faith was broken, it was also the moment when the glory of the warrior returned to the dark.

"But now, I see new hope. Anduin Lothar suddenly stood up, his hands grabbing Varian's shoulders, which were somewhat thin compared to him, "Ryan is dead, but my mission is not over. Stormwind will eventually rebuild, and you, Varian, will be the new king. I didn't keep my promise to protect your father from disaster, but Varian, I won't allow this to happen again. ”

In Varian's astonished gaze, Anduin Lothar patted him on the shoulder, turned to another iron box, opened the heavy lid, bent down, and fiddled in the box for a while, and when he returned to Varian, he already had an extra bottle of dark green potion in his hand.

"In order not to hurt you in the slightest, I have been forbidding you to go to war. However, King Terenus's indulgence towards the Prince of Arthas made me reflect on my actions. I think even Ryan must have hoped that his son would be a brave warrior, not a frail and sick aristocratic young master. The Prince of Arthas is only ten years old this year, and he is already up to the task, how can the lion of Stormwind lose to the young eagles of Lordaeron?" Anduin Lothar finally announced his final decision in Varian's expectant eyes, "Varian, my disciple. In the next decisive battle with the orcs, I will allow you to fight by my side and support me. ”

Varian's face flushed—he felt the blood of the warrior boiling in his heart. Long before the time of Soladin the Great, there was a kind of existence called "knights" among humans.

The knights were accompanied by squires who were required to saddle the knights, wear armour, carry spears and spears, and even tend to their master's belongings at their leisure.

In the protracted battle with the trolls, the knights' equipment gradually became reduced, and the special duty of squires gradually disappeared from the battlefield. However, there are still capable squires at the side of the senior commanders of the human army.

Anduin Lothar's remarks were undoubtedly announcing that in the next battle, Varian would be his attendant in battle. Not only is it the fact that Varian is excited to be able to fight orcs, but more importantly, what could be more exciting for a teenager than being the squire of the greatest warrior ever seen by mankind?

"Teacher Lothar, what did you say...... Is it true?" Varian's speech was a little inarticulate. "That's right, Varian. You will be my squire in wartime. Although your fighting skills are already very proficient, there are still some survival skills on the battlefield that I need to teach you personally. Anduin Lothar seemed to smile for the first time tonight.

"Great!" Varian was about to shout to vent his excitement, but was stopped by Anduin Lothar's gesture. The Marshal of Stormwind City, the supreme ruler of the Human Alliance, handed the dark green potion bottle in his hand to Varian, and his face became serious again: "But before that, Varian, there are some things I need to tell you, this matter, I can't make a decision for you, you have to make your own choice." ”