The archbishop patiently listened to Sarolson's assurances and turned to Bolval.

"So, it's just Bolvar that you've been hoodwinked by your men, right? You didn't even know they broke into your house beforehand, right? I'll just say, how could the upright Grand Duke have anything to do with the Death Rider. All Deadriders should be imprisoned in Stormwind's prison or the Inquisition of the Church—that's where the filthy, shameful traitors should be. The archbishop raised his hands slightly, and spoke earnestly.

"Boyval, now that you don't obsessively shield them. Let's start with these two guys who dare to break into Stormwind, how about it? Berval, hand them over. Give up your stupid idea of playing with the tiger. The Light will naturally understand your innocence. ”

The archbishop's words made it difficult for a moment to figure out whether he was helping Boval or persecuting him.

There was a moment of cacophony, and then calm returned.

Everyone was waiting for Bolval's answer.

Bolval was silent, not utter a word.

Varian stared coldly at the audience. From the moment the archbishop began to speak, from the silence of Bolval, from the whispers of his courtiers, Varian smelled a smell of disgust—of conspiracy.

What the hell are you thinking, Berval? What about his opinions? What about his eloquent words?

"Bolval ......"

Varian's call made Bowval look up as if he had just woken up from a dream. There was a clear pang of pain in his eyes, and the determination to break through the cauldron made Varian realize that something seemed to be being hidden from Berval. It made Varian feel bad.

However, in the face of Varian's accusatory gaze, Bolval remained silent.

"Bolwal, you've disappointed me so much." Varian leaned back slightly. The arm is off the leg. His fingers caressed the tip of Sarameni's hilt slightly, and a chill filled him with a chill that restrained his emotions. "From now on. You can reflect on it in your own mansion. No one is allowed to leave the house without my orders, and no one is allowed to visit! As he spoke, he glanced at Anduin, who was holding back his disbelief. Repeat the emphasis once. "Anyone! - No exceptions. The matter was left to MI7 to oversee. ”

With that, he stood up - it was time to end this boring meeting.

Everyone was still a little stunned by the king's decision.

What's going on?

How did Varian punish Bolval first in the end?

"Father!" Anduin couldn't help it. He was anxious to defend Bolvar before Varian left, but was glared back by Varian.

The king of Stormwind gave the order that the closing argument must be carried out.

"It is imperative to publicize our major victory in the plaguelands and to boost morale. The matter of the celebration banquet will be left to you for the time being, the speaker. I've allowed the Deathriders to attend this Celebration Feast, but as for Deathriders wanting to join the Alliance, let's wait for the Celebration to see what they're doing. It was so happily decided. ”

With that, he lifted Salameni's arm and grabbed the reluctant Anduin by the arm, and turned to leave the chamber.

This reversal surprised everyone.

He punished Bolval, but allowed the Death Rider to enter the celebration.

Which side is Your Majesty's position on?

The archbishop didn't seem to react either. He seemed to open his mouth, but before he could say anything. Varian's back had disappeared behind the throne.

"Yes, Your Majesty! MI7 will definitely give it all sufficiency. Viscount Colin was overjoyed, and shouted at Varian, who was long gone, to show his loyalty.

His voice brought back many people who wandered into the world. The nobles attending the meeting left in twos and threes, making the scene a little noisy.

"Your Excellency!" Sarolsen took a few steps forward, as if trying to say something.

But Colin had already squeezed through the crowd and reached Bolval, who was still in place, between him and Bolval. He bowed to Bolval with a big smile on his face. "Please, Lord Boval." After speaking, he glanced at Salolsen on the side with contempt and said, "I'm sorry to disturb Major Salolson's conversation with the Grand Duke. But please pay attention. His Majesty's order is 'from now on'"

"You!" Salolsen's eyes were full of anger as he watched the villain's triumph, but he was interrupted by a wave of Bolval's hand. He saw it clearly. Colin is a villain who pushes himself to the stage and uses a gun, but such a villain is the most unscrupulous. He was just that, and Colin didn't dare to do anything to him. But there was no need for Salolson to offend the villain as well.

At this time, the archbishop also slowly paced to his side.

"Bolval. You've disappointed me this time......" he said, glancing at Salolson. "You're Bolval's lieutenant, how did you behave like this. You do. To where Bolval is, and what is the Light!! ”

Apparently the archbishop took out all his frustration on Salolson.

Facing the supreme leadership of the Holy Light Church in Stormwind. Even Salolsen, who did not believe in the Light, had to bow as a sign of respect and accept the lesson honestly.

Watching the archbishop still talk freely and reprimand Salolson. Bolwal would like to wait until he finishes training to see if he can have a few words with Salolsen. But apparently Viscount Colin on the side was not patient.

"Grand Duke, please. I'll send you home. ”

"I'm sorry, Salolson." Bolval looked at Salolson, who had been used as a punching bag by the archbishop in his place, and his heart was full of apologies. But now it is not a convenient place to speak, and there are many things that he cannot explain to Salolson in front of the archbishop and Colin. So, when Colin urged him to leave again, Bolval had no choice but to leave.

On the way home, Bolval kept his face on his face. In the eyes of Colin, who did not know the truth, he naturally thought that he was worried about losing the support of the archbishop and the king at the same time, and worried about his future.

But what Bauval really worried about was how he could arrange for Thea and Anduin to meet if he was grounded?

Thinking of how much Sia was looking forward to meeting Anduin, Bolval felt guilty in his heart.

He let out a long sigh.

It seems that everything can wait until the day of the celebration feast.

In the Stormwind Palace. Anduin was puffing out his cheeks and venting his frustration at his father.

"Father! Father! Why don't you listen to Uncle Bolval explain. You know his loyalty better than anyone else, but why don't you trust him? And punish him? ”

Anduin really couldn't understand it. In the days of his father's absence, it was Berval who single-handedly supported Stormwind. It was also Bolval who cared for him at a young age to this day. If Bolval had had had any bad thoughts, he would not have survived so far. However, in this way, Boval's father punished him, and did not even listen to his defense.

Varian didn't care about his son's displeasure. He took off the crown from his head and threw it on the table, then took off his cloak and threw it away, waiting for Anduin's voice to stop. He turned around: "Finished?" ”

"Well...... Father! Anduin was stunned for a moment, and then jumped angrily at his father's understated questioning. Father, if you do this, Uncle Bolval will be in a difficult situation! ”

"I know." Varian leaned back in the lap chair with a grin. He patted the chair next to him again. "Come, sit down."

Although he was reluctant, Anduin, who had asked for his father, reluctantly sat down.

His aggrieved but helpless mood was written all on his face, and Varian couldn't help but laugh.

"Look at your expression. I am your father, and not a lion...... Even if I were a lion, I wouldn't have eaten you. ”

"But...... Uncle Bolval......"

Looking at Anduin's troubled face, Varian sighed inwardly—the child was becoming more and more like his mother. Not only the looks, but even the personalities are becoming more and more similar. If he was a princess, then such a temperament would really not be better. But he was a prince, his only son, and the future master of Stormwind. Such a character......

King...... It's not a good job. Varian's heart had to harden. And the Ragash in his heart suddenly ached. The pain caused his gaze to wander across the Iron Crown he had dropped on the table. Varian took another deep breath, then restrained his undeserved emotions and turned to Anduin with a serious expression.

"I know what you're accusing me of. Child. ”

Varian's seriousness undoubtedly made Anduinse shrink. Just like every underage child facing his strict father, Anduin unconsciously showed a frightened expression. Cowering back timidly. And such a gesture fell into Varian's eyes, and the expression on his face became more and more cold.

"Puff up your chest, Anduin."

Anduin himself was annoyed by his fear of his father. He puffed up his chest and tried to make his voice sound like an adult.

"Then why on earth did you do that, father?"

This Anduin made Varian feel satisfied. But his face didn't show the slightest hint, he still kept his face upright.

"The Alliance must get the Death Rider to join!"

As soon as Varian opened his mouth, he threw out his thoughts that countless nobles outside were now scratching their heads and speculating.

"Huh? But ......"

"Listen to me. Anduin. Don't interject until I'm done. If you have any questions, keep them all in my heart until I finish speaking. If I'm done, you still won't know. Then you can ask me questions, understand? ”

"Understood." Anduin flattened his mouth and felt a little aggrieved.

"Put away your little moves!" Varian didn't let go of this detail and scolded, "Anduin, you are the prince. He will also become King of Ureon in the future. You have to learn to put all the expressions in your heart and not on your face. You know, your courtiers, every one of them will make judgments and speculations from your expressions. It is absolutely impossible for a king who can't even manage his own expression to manage his kingdom well. ”

"Yes, father." In order to hear the judgment behind his father's punishment of Uncle Boval, Anduin honestly straightened his attitude.

Varian also has some unbearable feelings in his heart, and he hopes that his son will not be like him and can have a happy childhood. However, the world of Azeroth is too cruel for a merciful king to protect his country, not to mention himself.

He was grateful that Berval had protected Anduin well in his absence. However, he protected him so well that Varian couldn't help but worry about what Anduin would do if one day he was gone, and Bolval was gone.

To do so he had to be ruthless, and tell his son, who was as pure as his soul, all the dirty, cold, but unavoidable.

"The coalition must accept dead riding, even if only a part of it. This was a matter that had been decided from the very beginning when Bolval reported it to me privately. ”

This time, Anduin obediently listened to his father's narration without interjecting.

But the final decision can't be put on the table at the outset. Even if you are a king, you have to make constant compromises with the nobility and the church again and again, and constantly exchange interests to achieve your own goals. ”

"I know what you're thinking, kid. That's right, I have bloodied the Council of Nobles, so that the current Council of Nobles has to bow down to me and be obedient. Force is an indispensable sword for kings, but it is by no means a universal weapon. If you always use force to subdue the nobles below, it won't be long before they all stand against you. The Lone King is an unforgivable mistake. ”

Varian looked at Anduin thoughtfully, and paused. Rong his little head thought for a moment before continuing.

"Back to the current one. Whoever proposes this bill will be at great risk, and whoever it is will first face will certainly be a resolute and strong opposition from the Church of the Light, which seems impossible to compromise. I know that even you know this, so who do you think is more appropriate than Bolval? Counting on the guys from the Council of Nobles to jump out? How can those guys who don't see rabbits and don't scatter eagles do things that sin the church for the sake of the king? ”

"Bolval is the right person to do the job. He was a student of Benedictas. No matter how dissatisfied the archbishop was, he could not have dealt a substantial blow to Bolval for his own sake. So as you can see, when someone attacks Bolvar, he will still defend him. Why? Because the right piece is not so easy to find. In this way, we solved at least half of the problems from the archbishop. And even if the archbishop later made concessions after an exchange of interests, he had a suitably high-sounding reason - he could have been persuaded by his own students, could he? ”

"And then there are the nobility. Berval is now above all the nobility. Whether he has merit or not, he will no longer affect other nobles. But if his decision is wrong. The other nobles would have been more happy to see that. (To be continued.) )

PS:It's not that it's not updated.,Recently, the author's little black house has been making a mistake.,The words in the company's code can't be synchronized at home, I don't know what the hell it is.。 What a drunk!

Ay...... Fortunately, I have my handsome tile king to support me!!

I'm enough to write about myself as a nymphomaniac (covering my face)