When we arrived at the palace, it was already evening.

The throne hall was brightly lit, and the red carpet, which would not be laid out on weekdays, stretched from the stairs to the entrance of the palace.

On either side of the red carpet, two columns of salute soldiers stood straight, holding flags with the Lordaeron emblem on their arms, wearing high-feathered overlaid helmets and armor covered with intricate openwork patterns, but with little defense.

What day is it? Oryx couldn't help but be a little curious.

When the courtiers went in to report, he asked the guards beside him softly, "Are there any distinguished guests visiting today?" ”

The guard replied without squinting, "Your Excellency, early this morning, the kingdoms of Kurtilas, Gilnes, Stormwind, Dalaran, Stormgard, the Copperbearded Dwarves of Kazmodan, and the envoys from Nomorigen and Eagle's Nest, as well as Prince Oriden Pirenod of Alterac, arrived at the palace to pay their respects to the king. ”

Oryx nodded, wondering if it was so grand.

But just to mourn the Supreme King of the Alliance, it didn't take more than a day, presumably to discuss the issue of jointly dealing with the Scourge Legion with Arthas, so he hasn't left yet.

After a while, the courtier walked out of the throne room and said to him respectfully, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is discussing with the envoys the issue of jointly dealing with the invasion of the Burning Legion, and I am afraid it will continue for some time. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Why don't you go to the dormitory first, and I'll have someone prepare a delicious meal for you......"

Really...... Oryx thought to himself that he should have made an appearance on such an occasion, but he was entangled in the heavy responsibility of defense, and he was afraid that by the time Arthas's letter arrived at Rivinedell, he would already be in Dalaran.

"No need, I'll wait here for Your Majesty." He said, waving his hand.

"Yes." The courtier received the order, bowed slightly, and retreated to the side without saying more.

Oryx walked over to the flowerbed behind the salute and paced in the shadow of the brazier, thinking about working with the High Elves while the meeting was over.

The Hand of the King has become the mainstay of the kingdom of Lordaeron, and despite its young age, it already has a hint of power that belongs to the upper echelons.

Because of his presence, the salute soldiers who had been standing on the guard for a long time were nervous, obviously tired enough but did not dare to relax at all.

For two hours, the courtier, who was very pleasing to the people, kept ordering the maid to bring thirst-quenching melons and fruits and chatting snacks to satisfy hunger. Other than that, he just stayed aside, not disturbing Orix's thinking at all, and his attitude was extremely respectful.

Thinking finally came to fruition, Oryx didn't pace, sat directly on the flower bed, and out of the corner of his eye, he just caught a glimpse of the courtier who had no sense of existence, but could respond immediately, and then realized that he had been ignoring this guy, and couldn't help laughing: "Okay, find a place where no one has a good rest, I don't need you to accompany me here." ”

"Yes." The courtier bowed down to receive the order, and when he got up, his back made a crisp sound of "click", and he tried his best to maintain a steady gait, and walked away slowly...... It is estimated that the legs are numb.

Another two hours passed, and there was finally movement in the throne room.

Envoys of various nations and nationalities rushed out, and Arthas himself sent them to the door of the throne room.

At a cursory glance, there must be dozens of people.

Oryx was not ready to step forward, otherwise it would be another bunch of things, just silently observing in the corner.

Among the departing members of the legations, he saw two familiar faces, the prince of the Kingdom of Gilneis, Liam Greymane.

I don't know what happened to Gilneth...... He couldn't help but think to himself.

He hoped that the joint strategy of the two countries would succeed and that the tide of corpses in Gilneth would be eliminated as soon as possible, so that half of the regular army of Lordaeron could be freed from being pinned down in the "Wall of Greymane".

Otherwise, with the current forces, it is too reluctant to protect the vast territory of Lordaeron.

There is also one, which is Oriden Pirenod. As for the young man who walked beside him, also dressed in the traditional Alterac attire and not talking to him, if Orix guessed correctly, it should have been Ihiden Pirenod......

Oryx snorted darkly.

Ehiden Pirenod, the nephew of King Alterac who betrayed all mankind, fled to Gilneth in disarray to seek political asylum after his uncle was judged for betrayal, trying to use the influence of the "old wolf" to outwit his cousin, who had the right to inherit the first line, the coward who won the throne of Alterac.

Oryx didn't have a crush on this man.

If in the original history, Oriden Pirenod, who endured for a full fourteen years, took advantage of Lordaeron's deep poison by the Scourge Legion, waited for the opportunity to entrap the out-of-power nobles of Alterac and the criminals of the Northlands to form a syndicate, and became the head of the largest criminal organization in the Northlands, can still be called a "hero", then this person who has no sense of existence is a complete waste.

The ambassador of the Copperbeard Dwarves stayed until the envoys of all the nations were gone, and they kept talking to Arthas on the stairs, and it seemed that they would not be able to leave for a while. When Arthas spoke to him, he was very sincere, not at all as official and formal as the other envoys, and seemed to be very familiar with him.

Oryx knew that, given his status as a "Copperbeard Dwarf" and his connection to Arthas, the ambassador could only be the second brother of King Magni Copperbeard of Kazmodan, Muradine Copperbeard.

During the Second War, he served as the Copperbeard Dwarven Ambassador to the royal capital of Lordaeron. At the age of ten, Arthas was at the best age in his life to hone his martial arts skills after entry, and learned many martial arts under his teachings.

After all, Muradin Copperbeard is one of the most legendary warriors among the dwarves. Although the body structure is very different from that of humans, and the dwarven martial arts are also different from human beings, his transcendent vision and deep understanding of martial arts have benefited little Arthas for life.

Some time ago, Muradin-Copperbeard was assisting Brian Copperbeard, the third brother who was the president of the Explorers' Guild, on an expedition to the Howling Fjord. While the Silver Hand and Dalaran were investigating the origin of the Scourge, Oryx came close to running into him at the Explorers' Guild's residence.

However, due to the rise of the Scourge Legion, the expedition was no longer safe, and the two younger brothers were transferred back by the eldest brother. Because of the importance of mourning for the former king of Lordaeron, Muradin Copperbeard was sent to serve as an ambassador.

Because of the distance, Oryx couldn't hear what the two were saying.

But when he looked at it, he could see that something was wrong......

Behind Arthas, why is there still a "black beauty"?

The black-haired woman was wearing a dark robe, her body was slender, but she should be convex and convex, her body was perfect, although her appearance was not clear, but she could definitely be called beautiful, and her slightly darkened wheat-colored skin looked very healthy against the light of the lights......

"That is the ambassador of the Stormwind Kingdom, the right-hand man of King Varian Ureon, Countess Katrana Presto." The voice of the courtier suddenly sounded in his ears, this guy didn't leave, seeing that his eyes were fixed on this woman, he came over in time to answer the question in his heart.

That's too sweet...... It's just a little scary.

But these words are even more terrifying than this kind of cold appearance.

Katrana Presto, how did she get here?

Although on such an occasion, it was normal for the countess, who had already controlled the government of the Stormwind Kingdom, to come in person, but thinking of the true identity of this countess, Oryx almost lost his temper.

What a countess.

She is the daughter of Deathwing, sent to the kingdom of Stormwind, the black dragon princess Onexia, who is wreaking havoc on the politics of the Alliance! Diagram of the Avenue of the Heavens