The meeting ended, but the representatives of the countries of the alliance did not disperse.

They all have some things to discuss with each other.

Carlin stood up and found King Varian-Wrynn; As it happened, the young king seemed to be looking for him as well.

Finding a cubicle, both of them sat down.

Young Varian, who looked much more mature than he had been a few years earlier, smiled warmly and gently:

"Carlin, thank you for your contribution to the Alliance in this war!"

"You're welcome, Your Majesty!" Carlin smiled and responded, "I just did what I was supposed to do. ”

"I still have to express my gratitude to you!" Varian shook his head: "In fact, if it weren't for what you did, Stormwind wouldn't even be able to reach the North Shore and fall completely into the hands of the orcs. ”

Varian's tone was genuine, and he didn't appreciate the fake.

"What should I say......" Karin paused, and at the same time took out the staff Etiyesh, and said, "Since I have inherited everything from the astral mage, I will naturally inherit his duties as well, so Your Majesty, this is just what I should do." ”

"Mistress Medivan is the greatest wizard in this world!" Varian sighed, "It's a pity that he, like my father and His Majesty Terenus, lost his life at the hands of the Horde...... Thankfully, we have avenged them! ”

Only a handful of people know about the relationship between Medivan and Sargeras, and the truth about the Dark Portal being opened by Medivan. Even for a king like Varian, all he knows is that Medivan died at the hands of the orcs......

"yes!" Carlin nodded slightly, "We've got revenge on them!" ”

"Well, since you have inherited the duties of an astral mage." Varian jokingly said, "So should we accept our Stormwind award as well?" ”

Carlin glanced at Varian with a smile on his face, a little surprised.

There was no doubt that the young king was courting himself. This is also normal, whether it is his own strength, or Dalaran and Quel'Salas behind him, they are all worthy of Stormwind City's wooing.

It seems that Varian, a boy of only fifteen, is beginning to transform like a real king.

"The Astral Mage is the lord of our Azeroth Kingdom, no, it should be called the Stormwind Kingdom now!" Wari paused and continued, "In order to remember the shame of Stormwind being captured by the Horde, I have decided to change the name of the rebuilt kingdom! ”

Carlin nodded, and he began to understand why the name "Kingdom of Azeroth" had eventually disappeared from history in favor of "Kingdom of Stormwind".

The young king looked up at Carlin, "The entire Windward Trail is the fiefdom of the Astral Mage, including the tower called Karazan; Carlin, you are now the owner of that land, there is no dispute......"

"But the land is so barren that it's barely inhabited...... Considering all that you've done for the nascent Stormwind Kingdom, I'm sure you deserve an even more prosperous fiefdom! "Varian spoke his true intentions.

After such a glorious victory, it is normal to be rewarded for meritorious deeds...... For example, among the paladins of Lordaeron, Tulayan has become the head of the Silver Hand, Ferdin, who has been rewarded as Lord of Hearthvale, and Dathohan who is Lord of Stratholme......

Naturally, Karlin's merits were not inferior to those of the paladins, and there was naturally enough reason for Varian to reward him.

But Carlin also knew that once he accepted Varian's commendation, it meant that he needed to be on the same side as the Stormwind Kingdom......

"It's just in the name of a private person!" Varian said quite sincerely, "Carlin, I am well aware of your status in Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, so this is just a personal thank you for it; If you are concerned, I can even write to Lord Antonidas or King Anastarian to annex your fiefdom to Dalaran or Quel'Salas......"

Since the other party said so, if Carlin still refused, it felt a little pretentious.

What's more, the man in front of him is Varian Urien. His promise is fully credible!

"I thank you for your sincerity, Your Majesty!" Carlin stood up and said solemnly, "I am also willing to accept your commendation...... At the same time, I will also carry on the legacy of the astral mage Lord Medivan, and it is my duty to do so in the event of a crisis in Stormwind! ”

"Good!" Varian smiled and spread out the map: "Maybe Carlin you should choose a fiefdom, except for the capital of Stormwind, you can choose anywhere!" ”

Carlin glanced at the map, at Mount Grimbato, and then at the plain on the west side of the mountain......

"Just choose this place, Your Majesty!" He whispered.

……

Varian was in a good mood.

The orcs were repulsed.

The Kingdom of Stormwind is about to be rebuilt.

The future heir of Dalaran is also connected to the nascent kingdom of Stormwind.

He walked out of the conference room, ready to order his subordinates to pack up their things and rush back south to rebuild their homes......

He went straight to Anduin-Lothar's dormitory, only to find that Lothar's belongings had been almost packed and packed into a package.

"Looks like Uncle Anduin is more eager to go home than I am!" Varian thought to himself.

The tall warrior, with a slightly old face, returned to his room, only to find that there were people inside.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing Varian, Lothar hurriedly saluted.

"Uncle Anduin!" Varian held him up, and then said with some joy, "The orcs have been defeated, shouldn't we go home!" ”

After all, he was only fifteen years old, and he could only appear like such a child in front of an elder like Anduin Lothar.

Lothar paused, looked up at Varian, and then whispered:

"Your Majesty...... Probably, I won't go back to the South! ”

"Huh?" Varian opened his mouth with a look of incredulity: "Uncle Anduin, are you kidding?" ”

"Don't you miss your home in the South, why ......," Varian muttered.

"Your Majesty, I'm not too young!" Lothar said calmly, "There is no family either, so what's the point of returning to Stormwind City?" I would like to experience a different life in the north at the end of our lives......"

"Uncle Anduin......" Varian shook his head desperately, such an abrupt change made him a little unacceptable.

"Your Majesty, you are now a true king!" A smile appeared on Lothar's face: "Do you want to refuse so cruelly, the last request of an old minister?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lothar turned and walked out of the room, wiping tears from her eyes.

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