"Ah, Ember Bringer, child, I've heard a lot about you, but I can't believe it's true until I see you in person. The Ash Bringer had a bad fate, and it ended up in your hands. And you still look so young. ”

In the King's Hall in the Ironforge Military District, King Magni finally met Ares in person. His appearance was not much different from what Ares had imagined, with a thick body and arms, an old face, and a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be full of the vicissitudes and heaviness of time.

As soon as they met, King Magni sighed and talked about many things. He didn't even ask Ares about his origin and background, presumably he already knew a lot about Ares's background before they met. Today's meeting can be said to be pure understanding.

"It's also an accident, maybe it's fate."

Ares replied respectfully.

"Well, I think back then, I forged this weapon and gave it to Mograini to avenge my brother. Alexandrius Rhodes. Mograine took the weapon and slain countless scourge spirits in Lordaeron, and all the undead wounded by the blade were turned to ashes in the wrath of the Light, hence the weapon's name. It's just that I didn't expect that after a few ups and downs, Lordaeron's elites all perished, Mograine, Dasohan, and Tirio...... Alas. ”

Magni said, a heavy sigh. He had witnessed Mograini holding the Messenger of Ashes, and Alexandrius was in the prime of life. Mograini took the holy sword handed by the old king, and confidently promised the old king Magni that he would take this holy sword to kill Arthas and kill all the undead in the world. But I didn't expect that two years later, everything changed.

Alexandros, the bearer of the Ember Bringer, was not destroyed by the Scourge of the Dead, but was killed by his most trusted son.

Life is impermanent, fate is unpredictable, and it is emotional.

But soon Magni forced himself to pick himself up again, and he changed his words—

"But you survived, Ares, young paladin, and to live is hope. Welcome back, welcome to join us and trust in Ironforge Castle. ”

Magni said, a look of trust and appreciation. Although he was several rounds older than Ares in terms of age, it seemed that Magni had put himself almost on the same level as Ares to talk, rather than as the king of Ironforge.

Of course, in fact, Ares already qualified to do so, and almost all of Lordaeron's last forces are now gathered in the Chapel of Light's Wish, and Ares is their high lord, almost representing the leader of a faction.

"Thank you for the trust you have placed in me, Your Majesty."

Although Magni was not seen, Ares maintained his manners. The first time we met, it was almost like that, this is not Ares' style, I don't know you well...... Indeed, it is not yet familiar...... Don't pretend to be familiar so much. Although Ares knew that what he needed most at the moment was the assistance of Ironforge, Stormwind, which was now in a state of internal crisis, was actually in disarray.

"By the way, you came this time, I heard that you are asking for reinforcements, reinforcements from Ironforge Fortress, reinforcements from Stormwind City?"

Magni then asked. His gaze swept over Gianna from time to time, as if observing the young paladin's relationship with Lady Proudmoor, although he had heard some before, but had not seen it with his own eyes, and Magni had maintained a strict and skeptical attitude towards anything until it was confirmed.

"Yes, I'm angry, Your Majesty, what has happened to Stormwind lately? Along the way, we saw almost no troops from the Stormwind Kingdom, only refugees fleeing south. The Kingdom of Stormwind has been rebuilt for many years, and the southern land is fertile and deep-rooted, and at this time, it is impossible not to have the shadow of the Stormwind army along the way. ”

Ares asked straight to the point.

"That's what I've been asking for more than a year. In the Kingdom of Stormwind, Varian had disappeared for a while, and then, suddenly appeared on the throne of the king, but in his place, there was another Varian that I was not familiar with. He was cowardly and hesitant. When the Black Iron Clan threatened the Sardol Bridge, I asked Varian to join Ironforge in fighting this evil force, but Varian refused. Also, during the days of his disappearance, Stormwind openly refused to pay the Masons' Guild, leading to a serious rebellion in Stormwind. The whole kingdom is in chaos, this is not what a king should do, what is the reason why Varian disappeared? What happened to him during the time he was missing? These are all questions that confuse me. ”

In front of Ares, Magni said worriedly.

The situation is the same as Ares imagined, and the fact that Varian was split by personality in history still happened. It's just that, without Gianna's recommendation, how did King Wa have the motivation to cross the ocean to the west and unite with the tribe? This was confusing and puzzling to Ares.

"Did anything happen before King Navarian disappeared? Or rather, for what reason did he disappear? ”

Ares then asked. You have to figure out the situation yourself so that you can make plans and goals for the next step. If it's not too bad.

"I don't know, but I've heard that a mysterious prophet came looking for Varian before he disappeared. The content of the conversation is unknown, but after the meeting, Varian locked himself in his house for three days and three nights, and made the bold decision to go to the other side of the ocean to meet with the tribe. You know, Varian has always hated orcs, a deep hate, so to speak. What kind of prophet, what kind of conversation, could have caused him to think like this? This is incredible. And I don't trust this returning King Varian anymore. So, I didn't ask him either. ”

"Black magic, perhaps."

Ares returned.

"What?"

"Your Majesty, have you ever heard of a kind of black magic that can divide people in two. I may be incredible, but I'm guessing that King Varian was corrupted by some kind of dark magic during this time, causing him to split the ......"

Ares said solemnly and dullly.

Before meeting Ares, Magni had heard that the young man often had some unexpected ideas, and this meeting gave Magni an intuitive impression of Ares...... A person splits into two? Oh my God, what the hell is going on in this paladin's head? Will there be such strange magic in the world? Magni stared at Ares, and after less than two seconds, burst into a hearty laugh.