Norris walked calmly in the wide throne hall as usual, strolling past the guards who had solemnly saluted her. When she came to the empty throne, she stopped and looked silently at the empty throne.

The tips of her ears also fell unconsciously...

It's been more than a month since Locke left the kingdom of Lordaeron...

Branches of the Security Service have been put on full alert throughout the country, while a large number of spies and agents have been dispatched to the Eastern Kingdom and the continent of Kalimdor.

They have only one mission, and that is to find their king!

But I want to find someone in these two vast and desperate lands and seas...

It's so hard...

There was no way to block the news, and the merchants of the Stormwind Kingdom had sent the astonishing news to Lordaeron only a week later than the Security Service. After a brief period of grief, the people of Lordaeron began to pray for their king in the Church of Light, while cursing those who hurt him. They believe that their king is a child of the Light, and will not return to the embrace of the Light so easily! The fact that the body was not found is a favorable proof!

"Worrying about the current situation is not conducive to the current situation, and stabilizing everything now is what he wants to see the most." A fluttering voice appeared to Noris's left, and she didn't have to look to know that Bridget was looking at the throne as she was.

"I'm not worried about him," Nolis retracted her gaze and looked at Bridget calmly, "I'm just wondering where he could hide, why he didn't contact us, or if he was having some trouble." ”

"I'm not worried about that guy either... But..."Bridget shrugged his shoulders relaxedly, but he couldn't really do that, and still looked at the empty throne worriedly, "He is a king after all, a spiritual symbol of the people of Lordaeron, if you can't find him for a long time..."

Norris didn't answer, she turned and walked towards the door behind the throne, where the Imperial Council was held as scheduled in the back hall. Bridget didn't rush over, she glanced at the back of Norris in the distance, and she folded her hands and muttered a prayer to the head under the throne...

........

It didn't take long for all the ministers of the Imperial Council to come here.

"Just yesterday, Anduin Ureon was put on the throne of Stormwind by Caterina and Berval, officially becoming the new King of Stormwind." Norris read the document in her hand, "They are still actively searching for the whereabouts of King Varian and His Majesty Harvey. ”

"So far, no survivors have been found, not even large ship wrecks. Judging by the fragments of small ships in the sea where the incident took place, we can only be sure that the two kings were hit by a large fleet. ”

"The alliance has opened up airspace and borders to us..."

"The Navy is still radiating around the area of the accident to search..."

"The Air Force is working on the development of a ship called an aircraft carrier, in an attempt to use the aircraft on which it is mounted to continuously search for the sea..."

"I have informed Ms. Gianna and am looking for the Theramore area..."

"Maybe soon, we'll get word that We've found His Majesty Harvey." Prime Minister Mormont said with a tired face, "His Majesty Harvey is not a weak man. ”

"I agree, no one knows my husband better than I do." Kalia smiled, but her red-eyed eyes betrayed him.

"But the top priority now is that there are already bad voices among the people." Berg said hesitantly, "The Stormwind Kingdom has brought the little king to power, all of which means to appease the people. We..."

As the words fell, Berg and Quart looked at Kalia, trying to discern something from her face.

No one spoke, Mormont sat back in his chair tiredly, and Hudson's military sat upright, looking at the Treasury Secretary Shiloh across from him without saying a word, who also looked at the manuscript in his hand silently. Secretary of Defense Bridget stood by the wall on the side, looking at the large map hanging on the wall with his hands in his arms and silent.

Norris and Bridget Jr. are whispering.

"We don't need it," Kalia looked up and smiled, "Locke is the spiritual symbol of Lordaeron, and the people prefer to believe in him, and if we can't find him, we'll find another way!" ”

"Master Norris, tell everyone about your plan."

Norris interrupted to hear Bridget's whispers, she got up and nodded to Kalia, then casually glanced at Berg and Quaet, and got up and walked out. The two were both a little weak and a little inexplicable, and soon, the two saw the answer.

'Locke' walked in from the outside, as usual! Berg and Quett stood up in an instant, shocked!

"You may be seated, two Earls, don't be nervous." 'Locke' smiled and sat down on the empty chair next to Kalia as they both stunned.

"Your Majesty... You—" Berg said with a slight stammer...

"This is not the real Your Majesty, this is Your Majesty's stand-in." Norris waited quietly for the two of them to finish digesting before continuing to say to the others, "His Highness Kalia has decided to let His Majesty's stand-in preside over Lordaeron during the time His Majesty is no longer there..."

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The east coast of Durontal, in the twilight.

Huge wooden wheels creaked along the rough roads along the coast, and a huge Kodo beast was enslaved like horses, pulling the wagons with loads a story high. In the long procession, a carriage left the line and stopped on the side of the road.

Two orcs, more than two meters tall, with short eversion fangs, green skin, and pigtails of different lengths, walked down.

"You know it's lazy, and you want us to reach Orgrimmar before sunset." The orc who spoke took an apple from his pocket and shoved it into his mouth, the juice squeezing out of his turned fangs and dripping onto the dirty leather armor on his chest.

"Ha, Vikur, if it weren't for this broken car that delayed us, I would have had a chance to earn a thousand gold coins in the Atmosphere of Doom!"

The sun was setting as the sun was setting and the sea breeze was lazily blowing over the two orcs, and the sun was about to set below sea level.

"Bloody Eye is dead, Rhaeggar's good luck should have come to an end recently, and the two elves in the car are left, and he can't win the final."

The orc named Vikul glanced back at the cage at the back of the carriage and said, "The other gladiators will eat these two elves for food." ”

"Rhaegar is done, maybe we should get another job? Well, probably, I can get a job as a caretaker the next time I go to Doom... Hey? What's that? ”

The two orcs looked out over the beach where the waves were washing, foam mixed with some garbage up and down on the beach, and a humanoid creature lay motionless on the shore.

"Nothing, broken stones washed up by the waves. Everyone knows that the Bay of the Fist Blade is washed out of the garbage of the endless sea. There's no wreck of any ship there..."

"Well, but it looks like a human!"

"Huh! There's movement, a crocodile! Vikul rubbed his yellow eyes and looked closely, "Oh, I take back what I just said, there's a human lying on the beach. But even if he's lucky enough to be alive, the toothed crocodile is about to..."

"Treat him as dinner..."

Slowly approaching its prey, the crocodile exhaled, opened its huge mouth, and bit the human's right leg and pulled it into the water...

Locke's eyes widened in an instant as he fell asleep!

"Hey!"

Locke turned over and sat half-sitting, kicked hard with his right foot, grabbed a broken stone with his left hand, and slammed it on the crocodile's big chin from the bottom up while the crocodile was biting his ankle!

The crocodile was almost instantly knocked into the air by his tremendous force, and its belly tumbled into the sea, rolling a few times!

"Hmm! Agile humans! I'll bet 20 credits! Humans can win! The orc sat down on the stone and took 20 silver coins from the cloth bag on his belt and placed them on the stone.

"Okay, come on." Vikul also found 20 silver coins and placed them on the stone.

The two watched intently at the fierce battle on the beach, not noticing that the caravan had stopped.

On the seaside, the sharp-toothed crocodile that was half a person tall four meters away from its stuffy body began to consciously circle around Locke slowly, staring at Locke with two eyes without blinking. The beast began to use its huge size to oppress the seemingly weak humans in front of it, and when the humans showed their flaws out of timidity, it would not hesitate to shove him into its own blood. Just like everyone else it eats...

Locke snorted and scooped up the wreckage of the ship that rushed over from the sea in his hands... A mast on a certain ship ... The mouth of the bowl is thick... Locke flicked a few volleys in the air, and then stared at the big crocodile in the water, constantly slapping the water.

Perhaps under the influence of Locke's slapping on the water, the crocodile couldn't help but rush up with its mouth wide open, and it wanted to swallow the human directly into its stomach!

Just as the crocodile rushed forward, Locke's waist wiped past the crocodile's wide open mouth, and his feet jumped onto its back, stabbing the crocodile's back hard leather armor with the uneven wooden stick in his hand.

"Look! I'll say it! He won! The money is mine! ”

The two orcs saw Locke stab the crocodile in the back, and blood gushed out of the crocodile's wounds.

"No way! The smell of blood will sting the crocodile, which will make it excited, and a broken wooden stick will not stop it from going crazy. ”

At this moment, the crocodile suddenly threw Locke off his back, twisted and rushed over with his mouth wide open.

"Look! It's falling! That guy can't run away! Humanity is going to lose! ”

But there is certainly a reason why humans can defeat the beast. Locke began to repeat the same movements as before, patiently waving the stick, and the defiant crocodile attacked first...

Seeing the human beings repeating their old tricks around the crocodile, the orc rubbed his hands excitedly and took out another 20 silver coins from his pocket, "Let's raise the bet to 40..."

"What's going on? Fang? Vikur? I didn't pay you to see the scenery! A strong, green-skinned orc wearing a wolf's head hat roared over, "Get on your way, we need to get to Orgrimmar!" Otherwise, we'll have to travel all night! ”

"We need to find a third gladiator! Participate in the duel of the Atmosphere of Doom..."

To his anger, the two orc guards didn't hear his words...

"Hit it! Mankind! Good job!! ”

"What are you looking at?" The wolf-headed orc followed their gaze as well...

"Great! The stick is broken! Your human race is dead!! ”

"Oh? Is it this human? The wolf-headed orc looked intently at the humans fighting the crocodiles on the beach, and commented on the person, "Well, I was agile, and I easily dodged the crocodile's attack... The bounce is so good..."

He laughed in surprise at the same time, "Fang, I accept your bet, I bet double!" ”

"It's fast! Rise! Powerful shot! He is well trained!! ”

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