After a while, Prince Garin seemed to remember something, stopped, turned to face King Terenus, and said with a hint of apology on his face: "Your Majesty King Terenus, I'm sorry...... I have no power without my father's orders...... Let you enter the Arathi Heights...... But you can rest assured that my father will not object to the plan to help humanity defeat the orcs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Anduin Lothar's face darkened—he had already asked Prince Garin when King Terenus had just come out of his mind; It was thought that the eldest son of King Solas would be able to take his father's lead and let the coalition forces of Lordaeron and Stormwind enter the kingdom of Stormgard.

The reason why he talked to Prince Garin so quickly about the plan set in the council chamber of South Sea Town was also for this purpose, but Lothar did not expect that King Solas would have such authority in the kingdom of Stormgard that even his eldest son would not dare to act without his orders.

King Terenus seemed to have expected this, and he smiled and waved his hand, and his short beard, which had already been dyed with white frost under his chin, trembled: "Don't worry about that, Garin. I know that your father always put the people of the Arathi Highlands and the future of humanity first. I have already sent a messenger to Fort Riptide, and your father's orders will arrive here by tomorrow morning at the latest. Now, let's rest first, and when your father's order comes, will you set out with us?" ”

King Terenus's tone was soft, and his words were full of trust in King Solas, as if he had not considered the possibility that King Sollas would refuse his and Lothar's request. Prince Garin also swept the apology on his face, and said with some excitement: "That's natural, I've long been tired of this place, I should have left when Ruhl first arrived, but at that time, there was another black bear around the castle, and I ......"

Prince Garin spoke with great interest the story he had to tell about the black bear, and King Terenus, unaware that his son Arthas had been treated like this not long ago, only listened with a smile on his face, as if he was interested in the huge carnivore.

After a while, King Terenus interrupted Prince Garin: "Garin, it's not too early, maybe the messenger will be back at midnight, you better rest as soon as possible, and Sir Lothar and I will go back to the barracks first......"

As he said this, King Terenus rose from his hardwood chair at the table and nodded slightly to Ser Anduin Lothar, who rose with him and bowed goodbye to Prince Garin.

"Huh?" Prince Garin exclaimed, and then hurriedly said, "How can this work?" This is Lordaeron's territory, since Blackmore has rebelled, now Your Majesty you are the master here, how can you live in the barracks? Let's live in the main building, and Sir Lothar ...... with him."

According to the rules of the human aristocratic class, as long as the lord of the castle is still there, then no matter how noble the lord is, or even the lord, is still a guest in the castle of this lord; But now that Blackmore was imprisoned for treason, Dunhold Castle naturally returned to the royal family of Lordaeron, and until King Terenus canonized the new lord, he was indeed the sole owner of the castle.

"Okay then." King Terenus was accommodating, and instead of refusing, he looked at Anduin Lothar. The Marshal of Stormwind City bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty King Terenus, I still left first, there are still some things in the barracks waiting for me to deal with." ”

King Terenus nodded, and Anduin Lothar turned away from the council chamber, heavy iron boots creaking and alternating with heavy footsteps as they creaked away and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Outside the main building of Dunhold Castle, Varian tortured Blackmore for a while, and then felt a little bored, so he wandered around the empty courtyard, thinking that the next time he saw Alsace, he must teach this guy a good lesson, it was rare to have such a showy and funny thing, and he actually set off first without waiting for himself.

As Varian muttered as he paced the courtyard, Anduin Lothar stepped out of the main building with his burly body. Varian glanced at his teacher, hurriedly greeted him, and asked, "Teacher Lothar...... What about His Majesty King Terenus? ”

"His Majesty King Terenus is here tonight." Anduin Lothar answered his disciple's question, and while looking around at the other Iron Horse Brotherhood companions who had gathered around, the expression on his face changed several times, and finally he made up his mind and said in a firm tone: "Wendsol, Marcus...... You two, go to the army and get those things...... It's time to let Varian know something. ”

"Those things? Lothar, are you really going to ......," a short-haired brown warrior asked in surprise.

"Not bad, Wendsol. It's time. Anduin Lothar nodded, not explaining too much, "After taking those things, wait for us in an open space outside the castle, and Varian and I will be there soon." ”

The short-haired brown warrior didn't say anything more, just glanced at Varian with a complicated expression, and then turned to leave. Although Lothar only named two members of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, the others also heard that Lothar had something to say to Varian alone, so they all turned around and left with the short-haired brown-haired warrior.

"Teacher Lothar...... What do you need to let me know? Varian asked, confused.

Anduin Lothar took off the iron gauntlet on his right hand, and his warm palm abruptly touched the back of Varian's head, a relieved smile on his face.

"Teacher Lothar......" Varian still felt strange, but also a little happy - he had long regarded Anduin Lothar as his father, but Anduin Lothar had always been strict and had never shown such warm feelings to him.

"Varian...... I know you've always wanted to fight the orcs on the battlefield and avenge your father and your subjects, and you've practiced your fighting skills for so many years, but I've never agreed to let you go to the front, you'll blame me in your heart......" Lothar put her hand back on, put on the iron gauntlet again, and said with some emotion.

"No, Mr. Lothar, it's not like that." Varian shook his head a little eagerly and said, "I know that Mr. Lothar is for my good, my skills are not perfect, and if I rush into battle, I will only ......"

"No, it's not like that, Varian. Your skills are enough, but I ......" Anduin Lothar's deep voice suddenly choked up.

"Teacher Lothar?" Varian didn't understand what was going on tonight, how could a warrior as iron-clad as Mr. Lothar suddenly grow up to be a child?