Kalia, Winlessa, and the others stopped talking, and although they were all women, they all had a close relationship with the war. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fighting is a man's business, but women stay at home, and their fears are not easy; What's more, Wen Lesa is still the kind of woman who goes to the battlefield in person.

"Thankfully, the Alliance defeated the Orcs, and my companions and I were finally able to rest. I was so happy to see the orc chief being held in a prison cart on the streets. ”

Althea realized that her words had made the atmosphere tense, and quickly spoke.

"It's not just captivity, this group of guys has to pay a bigger price."

Aurelia said.

"Haven't they all been killed?"

Althea asked.

"Death is not the end of everything."

Aurelia replied.

"What do you mean?"

Althea's eyes widened as she looked at the beautiful High Elf.

"Nothing."

Aurelia shook her head.

No sooner had he rounded the corner of the staircase, and the heavily armed guards were out of sight, than Arthas heard a roar from his father's study.

"I'm against it! Absolutely not! ”

Is it King Soras? - Arthas recognized the voice.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of Arthas!"

Several of the royal guards of Lordaeron recognized their prince, and their voices made the other group of guards let their guard down—they were guards from other kingdoms.

"Marcus, Wendthor!"

Varian caught up behind Arthas, and then saw two of his acquaintances.

"Varian."

Wendthor nodded to Varian.

"Why are you here?"

Varian asked, surprised.

"It's a meeting that only His Majesty can attend. Let alone...... We don't want to listen to pointless inside. ”

Marcus muttered discontentedly.

"Let's go inside."

Arthas said to Varian.

"Hmm."

Varian nodded, and then walked through the passage the guards had made his way to the door to the study.

When Arthas entered the study, he saw his father for the first time.

King Terenus was still sitting behind his desk, and in front of him, several burly middle-aged men sat on the guest couches, arguing fiercely about something.

King Terenus saw his son at a glance, and he smiled at Arthas, then motioned for him to find a place to sit down.

Arthas nodded, then glanced around.

Alfonso Dildara, Lordaeron's Chancellor of the Exchequer, stood in the corner of the study, his hands folded on his lower abdomen, his head bowed in silence.

Arthas's entry seemed to catch the Chancellor's attention, but he only glanced up at Arthas before quickly lowering his head again.

Archmage Antonidas sat with the female mage, and Archmage Crassus sat behind the two men.

The group of mages from Dalaran didn't seem to want to get involved in the kings' arguments, but Arthas could clearly see that Archmage Antonidas's brows were tightly furrowed, and it was clear that he was unhappy with the near-internal friction.

Anduin Lothar was not a king, but he clearly had the power of a king.

The Marshal of Stormwind sat next to his fellow countryman, Elo Eberlock, and the two of them were talking in whispers.

As Varian entered the study, Anduin Lothar looked up and saw his disciple.

Arthas noticed Anduin Lothar's brow furrowed, but the marshal greeted Varian and motioned for him to sit beside him.

Prince Danas stood behind King Solas and nodded to Arthas; Prince Garin was in a daze by his side, apparently such a meeting was not for His Royal Highness, a prince who loved hunting and gladiatorial fights.

However, His Royal Highness the Prince's expression was very serious, I don't know if it was because of the content of the meeting, or because of his younger brother who didn't know where to go.

Arthas didn't see the dwarves, Muradine Copperbeard, and didn't know where he had gone with his brother and fellow Hammerhammers.

Many people noticed Arthas's arrival, most of them just nodding or smiling at him, but Jean Greymane, the only person present who was not very familiar with Arthas, kept a gloomy face.

Because across from him, King Solas was roaring loudly.

"I absolutely can't accept it."

King Solas said loudly.

"The Alterac Valley is the border between Lordaeron and Stormgard, when will it be the turn of the Kingdom of Gilneth to discuss the ownership of this place?"

King Solas's words were sharp, pointing out that Gene Greymane was meddling.

"Watch your words, Soras."

Jean Greymane rightfully fought back.

"At first, I didn't want to bother with anything about the kingdom of Alterac. However, as a king, I think I have an obligation to uphold the rights of nobles and lords, even if they do not belong to my country. ”

Jean Greymane said.

"If you have time to worry about this, I think you should worry about your pocket!"

King Solas scoffed.

"We're fighting to the death on the front lines, and you Gilnes sit back and enjoy the results. Before you get to the point of view about the ownership of the Alterac Kingdom, let's discuss how much the Kingdom of Gilneth should bear in terms of the cost of military camps and the construction of the Watchtower in the southern part of the continent! ”

King Solas laughed at Gene Greymane's cowardice and meddling.

"You say it again? We did not participate in the war only because it was too late. Two-year-olds know that Gilneth is too far from where the war took place. ”

Gene Greymane stood up.

"If a two-year-old knows that Gilneth is thousands of miles away, why do you want to meddle here?"

Undeterred, King Solas also stood up.

Jean Greymane and King Solas were both extremely muscular, and if it weren't for the fact that neither of them had entered the study with weapons, someone might have bled by now.

"I said, for the sake of the interests of the lords. Even a king cannot easily take over the lord's right to govern his territory. It is an indisputable fact that the Alterac Valley belongs to the Pernord family. ”

Jean Greymane said.

"If anyone wants to take advantage of the war to annex the territories of other lords, or even kings, then the warriors of Gilneth are not afraid to shed blood for the sake of justice."

Jean Greymane has the audacity to threaten war.

"Phew!"

The Nation of Solas spat on the ground - his action made Arthas twitch - his father's study was made of the best carpets......