"Of course, I know. Bolval's loyalty was even more validated in the days I was gone. I assure you, Anduin, that I have never doubted his loyalty. However, we know this in our hearts. Varian sneered. The aristocrats don't think so. They wanted me to make a statement, so I took a position - I put Boval under house arrest. In the eyes of many people, this punishment means that he has lost my trust and his position is about to be in jeopardy, and I think, including you, Anduin. ”

Varian smiled heartily at the look of shame on Anduin's face. "But Anduin doesn't just look at the surface. This punishment may seem terrible, but does it cause any substantial damage to Bowall's rights? No. More importantly, I can tell you now that I believe in him as much as you do. Therefore, I am also protecting him in disguise. Do you understand? Sometimes to protect a person, you don't just have to defend him. ”

He certainly believed in Bolval. From the past to the present, I have always believed. So, this time he was not suspicious, but angry. He is angry that Berval can't even say anything to him, so he has to bear it alone! Of course, he can't tell his son about that. He didn't want Anduin's father to be a king who was occasionally overwhelmed by emotions.

Anduin's little mind finally grasped the most important point in his father's long list of words—that his father still believed in this Uncle Bovar, and did not alienate him because of the instigation of others. That's enough. Anduin, who was relieved, smiled relaxedly on his face.

"Father, I see. I'm sorry. I misunderstood you before. But there's one thing I don't understand. Anduin bowed his head in embarrassment.

"Oh, what is it?" Varian is pleased with his son's thinking and is willing to help him think more thoughtfully.

Dropped the Bolvar thing. Anduin was obviously much better at work, and he said seriously, "I don't understand why you would agree to join Death Rider this time. All this time, the Forsaken of the Horde had a bad relationship with us. Well...... Why did you suddenly accept the death ride? If you hadn't told me personally, father, I'm afraid I'd have thought you were against such a thing. ”

"Uh......" This time, Varian suddenly stopped talking. Because of their fighting power, kid, of course. It's better to have one more ally than one more enemy. If we give up. The tribe will distance itself from our strength. Balance...... Well, as a king, you also have to consider the difference in faction power. ”

Words that can be said without hesitation in front of others. In front of Anduin's crystal clear eyes, he suddenly felt a little weak.

yes, why would he risk breaking with the Church of Light to agree to the Death Knight? Is it just because of Fordin's connections and the prestige of the Mograine family during their lifetime?

Indeed, the combat effectiveness of the Dead Rider is beyond doubt. The benefits of joining are also very enticing. These are things that he has really thought about seriously and weighed again and again on the scales of interests.

But. The archbishop is right, too.

If the Death Rider and the Horde Gully turn around and give the Alliance a blow, such a risk is not non-existent. Moreover, the Northern Expedition to Northrend will be far away from the area known to the Alliance, relying on the intelligence of the Death Riders, as long as they play some tricks in intelligence, it will be effortless to deal a heavy blow to the Alliance.

The scales are not unshaken......

It's just that when he put on that little bit of selfishness that no one knows.

When he dreamed back at midnight, the lonely howling ghost wolf was still waiting for his companion in his cold heart.

Ragash wants her back, but Varian doesn't?

He also hopes to pave the way for her to return.

But before that, he couldn't say anything to anyone. Even their children, he couldn't say.

He is not always just and wise. Occasionally, they have their own begging and longing. But the burden of Stormwind was on him, and he always had no time to take care of it.

But how painful it is to miss out. Is there such an opportunity just enough to give him a glimmer of hope?

Want......

I want to re-grasp what he wants, embrace it, and never give up......

That little bit of selfishness made the balance that was swaying from side to side completely sink.

This is, can not be said, secret.

With a selfish desire that could not be resorted to, the king of Stormwind was distracted.

“…… That's right, but I'm still weird. The Church of Light is the most repulsive of necromantic beings. Why did Uncle Bolval make such a suggestion to you and go to it himself? Father? Father? ”

"Oh, sorry. Anduin. "Varian, who was called back to God by his son's cry, was a little embarrassed." What are you talking about? ”

Although he knew that his father was obviously distracted, the good boy Anduin still honestly repeated his own problem.

Varian suddenly felt a glimmer of light pass through his mind, but it was so fast that it disappeared before he could catch it.

"O Berval...... It's because he now puts loyalty to the kingdom first that I trust him like this, haha......"

Varian sneered on his lips, relieved to see Anduin, who had obviously been coaxed by his words, but he couldn't help but think about the strange place he felt now—why would Bervar invite the Death Rider to join him at the expense of his mentor?

Everyone said that Bolval's belief in the Light was unshakable, but Varian knew that in Bolval's heart, the number one was not the Light.

He was a true knight. And the knight is what he guards is far more important than everything else in the world.

Wait a minute......

What is being guarded?

Varian's eyes widened in disbelief. Don't......

He stood to his feet, thinking that he would ask Bolval now.

What the hell is he hiding from him?

"But, father, even so, I think it is too unfair to Uncle Berval." Anduin, who was still holding the grievances for Berval, was startled by his father's sudden move. "Father?"

"Fair?" Varian was a little irritated for no apparent reason. "My son. Nothing in this world is truly fair. As a king, you have to learn to use every small opportunity at your disposal to achieve your ultimate goal. ”

"Isn't there a way to do no harm to anyone?"

"My son." Varian looked at him solemnly. "Give up your unrealistic thoughts."

"Why?"

Looking at Anduin's blue eyes and brilliant blonde hair, he had the illusion that Alsace was standing in front of him as a child. Unlike him, who had taken refuge in embarrassment, Prince Minethir, who had grown up in peace, was so innocent and kind at that time, he was so young, just like Anduin now, and had the same good thoughts as Anduin. The result? When his faith is shattered in reality, the former Prince Minethil becomes the Lich King on the Frozen Throne.

The sudden association made Varian take a deep breath.

Thinking of his former best friend, remembering what he was forced to give up, Varian, who was angry at his son's thoughts, unconsciously had a fierce flavor in his tone. "Because you will find that in the end you can't do anything, your ideals are just a castle in the air that will shatter when the wind blows!! By the way, I warn you again that you can trust the Light, but the Light is not omnipotent. A king's best friend is always his wisdom and sword, not some merciful but incompetent light. ”

"Father!"

"If the Light is useful...... Your mother will not leave us! ”

Anduin was momentarily unrefutable, and a sad look of deep shock appeared on his face. Varian saw it, but he was reluctant to say anything comforting or compromising. Becoming a qualified king is a painful process. And his son, even in pain, must take up such responsibility. As a result, his tone became more and more harsh.

"I know you're having a hard time accepting it. But you have to think through everything I'm saying to you today. By the way, I would like to give you a final word of caution - I'm saying that no one is allowed to see Bolvar, including you. This is the king's order. ”

"Father!"

"Wait until you become king! And now, I'm tired. ”

Varian directly ordered the eviction.

Anduin puffed out his face, but finally resisted his reluctance, stood up and left silently.

Listening to the sound of the door closing softly behind him, Varian rubbed his temples wearily.

Anduin, he must have been disappointed in him. This kid is too simple and kind, how can he rest assured. If he is gone, if Berval is not there, how can this child as white as a lamb rule over the nobles who are as cunning and greedy as hungry wolves.

He didn't have much time, he had missed many important periods in Anduin's upbringing, and now that the child was grown up and had his own ideas, he couldn't be blamed. It's just that as the crown prince, such thinking is too anachronistic. He wanted to get him back to the path of the king, but his children resisted.

The estrangement between father and son is growing day by day. He also wanted to be kind to him, but as a king, he had to instill so much in his crown prince that there was no time or space for those kindnesses.

Without the presence of a mother, there is always a lack of it.

In the end, he couldn't do the work of two people by himself.

Varian's heart became more irritable, and the hand holding his temple became harder and harder.

He couldn't help but think back to the time when Tiffin was still alive, whenever he was troubled, she just did not say a word understandingly, only quietly massaged his head, shoulders and neck with those soft little hands. She was like a spring water, making him warm and relaxed.

However......

"Goodbye, Your Majesty......"

The forced smile in her eyes, the despair in her eyes......

Varian's head hurt even more, and Ragash roared in his heart.

His hand clenching his temples stopped moving and covered his face.

Where are you now? What are you doing? You...... Are you okay?

If you're there, that's fine. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for your strong support this month. Another monthly pass, so happy.