"Phew!" Varian spat in the face as he approached Blackmore, who was chained to a bundle of spear shafts. Varian www.biquge.info hatred for orcs runs deep, and it was the Greenskin invaders that cost him his father, his subjects, and his home. After listening to Prince Garin's story, the young prince of Stormwind even forgot his concern for the safety of his friend Arthas for a while, and focused on Blackmore, a human traitor.

Anduin Lothar and King Terenus were not as impulsive and rude as Varian, but they also did not show mercy to Blackmore.

It is common sense that even if Blackmore had committed treason, he should have been tried before he would have suffered the consequences of his actions, and before he was judged, he was still a nobleman and should not be subjected to such humiliating treatment that captivity could and must be, but he should never be chained to the yard like a pig.

However, everyone present seemed to ignore the problem, and King Terenus no longer looked at Blackmore, who was still whining, but led by Prince Garin, with Anduin Lothar, into the main building in the courtyard of Dunhold Castle.

Sitting down in the not spacious council chamber, the servants and cooks who had already fallen asleep were called out to by the soldiers of Riptide Castle, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and serving simple food and soup to the three distinguished adults in the council chamber.

Ser Anduin Lothar looked at the busy servants with a very ugly look on his face, until the servants had finished their work and left the council chamber, leaving the long table with only Prince Garin, King Terenus, and Lothar himself, the supreme commander of the Human Alliance's army, could not hold back the anger in his heart, slammed the table top of the long table, and roared, "Why is that? Why are so many people running away to act as spies for those filthy miscellaneous spies?"

Anduin Lothar had a wealth of experience, having traveled the southern half of the continent with his best friends, the then Prince of Stormwind, Ryan Ureon, and the young mage Medivan. The intrigue between the nobles, the intrigues in the court, and the intrigues between the armies were nothing that Anduin Lothar had not experienced.

But he still couldn't figure out why people like Aiden Pernord and Blackmore would choose to join the orcs, what could they get? and what did they want?

"You don't have to care so much...... Sir Lothar. King Terenus patted Anduin Lothar's icy plate armor on his shoulder, "According to Garin, Blackmore has a different attitude towards orcs than we do...... Didn't he tame an orc as his servant at an early age?"

Thinking of this, King Terenus shook his head slightly and smiled wryly - from what Garin described, Blackmore adopted an orc baby, raised it, and taught him to use human language and writing...... What is the meaning of this, and what exactly does Blackmore want to achieve with this orc who has accepted human civilization?

King Terenus suddenly had a bold idea in his heart - if human civilization could be extended to the orc tribes...... Can these ferocious beasts be changed?

The idea was fleeting, and King Terenus apprehensively rejected it - while mercy and justice were essential qualities for a monarch, the ethereal but immensely real dream reminded King Terenus that mercy to the orcs would only cost his subjects more blood.

After a little thought about Blackmore, King Terenus put it behind him—a family that had always been good at betraying their lords, and this time they had turned their backs on their race.

However, Blackmore did not cause any significant damage after all, and the identity of the spy was exposed. In this case, there was no need to punish him in any special way, just to imprison him, and when the war eased a little, he was punished with Aiden Pernord for "treason".

King Terenus was thinking of his son, Arthas. In fact, he was not as worried about Arthas as Anduin Lothar and Varian thought, but the Lordaeron monarch was completely different from the others, and there was a bit of confusion in his worries.

"Your Majesty King Terenus. "The voice of Sir Anduin Lothar awakened the monarch of Lordaeron from his distraction.

"Oh, sorry. I'm thinking about Alsace. Seeing Anduin Lothar looking at him with some confusion, King Terenus explained.

Anduin Lothar's doubts were still undispelled - according to Prince Garin's account, Prince Arthas might have reached the fortress of Dammod by now, and King Terenus had not sent griffon messengers to Rapids and Fortress to explain the matter, begging them to intercept Prince Arthas, did he really intend to let his son run into the territory of the orcs?

"Is it time to send messengers to the fortress of Dammod and ask them to intercept the Prince of Arthas?" asked Anduin Lothar.

"No...... Not necessarily. King Terenus shook his head and changed the subject, "What was Ser Lothar just talking to Garin?"

Anduin Lothar was stunned for a moment, not even able to answer King Terenus's question in time. A strange feeling rose in the heart of the Marshal of Stormwind - when the Prince of Arthas and Uther set out for the Valley of Alterac together, King Terenus could not wait even a day longer, so he took the newly formed Knights of the Silver Hand to "help" his son, and now, the Prince of Arthas is going to go into the dangerous land full of orcs and red dragons alone, and King Terenus has no worry in his heart?

Was it because the old king believed too much in Mograine's strength, or because he trusted the girl he didn't know well and who seemed to be a mage?--Anduin Lothar was puzzled, but he didn't interfere with the position of King Terenus's godson, and after a moment's hesitation, he replied, "I just talked to Prince Garin about the town of the South Seas...... However, it seems that Prince Arthas has already told Prince Garin once, so I told Prince Garin again about the entry into the Arathi Heights. ”

As soon as Lothar finished speaking, Prince Garin slapped the table hard, and under the eyes of King Terenus and Ser Anduin Lothar, the prince of Rapids stood up, shook the red cloak behind him, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and paced up in the not very large council chamber, muttering, "Yes, yes, yes, the greenskins are finally going to invade the Arathi Heights? Now my father has no reason to stop me from going to the front, right? I should have been asked to help Big Brother Danas a long time ago......"