"I can't help it, Khadgar...... I swore to Feng Lun and Deanna that I would take care of their children, just as I swore to protect Ryan, but ......"

Even a strong man as Anduin Lothar showed some vulnerability after losing his allegiance to his lord and then his nephew, who he raised himself. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Your nephew...... He wasn't in Stormwind after all when it happened, maybe ...... He could dodge the armies of the orcs. ”

Khadgar didn't know how to comfort Anduin Lothar, he didn't even believe what he was saying now.

"Do you think it's possible? And except for Marlon...... I'm more worried about those we have abandoned in the South! I've seen everything that happened in Nighttown, now, right now, Flashgold, Wilds West, Lakeside...... More places are becoming like Nighttown, and we ...... Didn't stay there to stop the brutal invaders......"

At this, Anduin Lothar fell silent, his fists clenched, and the muscles encased in the golden plate swelled disproportionately, as if the endless anger in his heart was about to explode.

"We ...... Sir Lothar, it's Madison's fault, not yours. We've done everything we can, just those orcs...... It's too powerful. ”

Khadgar was almost deafened by the sound of the wind, the waves, and the roar of Anduin Lothar, but instead of blocking the buzzing pinna, he intermittently corrected Anduin Lothar's misstatement with a loud roar that drowned out the sound of the wind and waves.

Despite escaping Stormwind, which was overrun by the orcs, the refugees have yet to set foot on new land; Even if they managed to reach the north, they would need Anduin Lothar to deal with the kings there.

Khadgar didn't think that the kings of the North, who had not been in contact with Stormwind for many years, would be willing to generously assist the refugees, and if Anduin Lothar was struck down by self-blame and guilt, then even if humanity defeated the orcs one day, Stormwind would cease to exist.

"I should have stayed there, stayed on that land. I, and Ryan, our ancestors have worked so hard and worked tirelessly for more than a dozen generations to turn the wilderness into fertile soil, and I, as the Marshal of Stormwind, have allowed those greenskin crumbs to wreak havoc on our land and kill our people...... I ......"

Anduin Lothar shook his fist as if he hadn't heard Khadgar at all—his hearing was good, but he didn't want to listen to the words of persuasion.

The Marshal of Stormwind had the heart to smash a punch into the side of the ship to vent his anger, but what little sanity had left had stopped him from doing so—Anduin Lothar knew that it would do the ship no good to smash the ship's side.

"You can't stay there, Sir Lothar, it's common sense. Do you expect Prince Varian to convince the stubborn and stingy kings of the north? Wake up, Lothar, stop complaining, Stormwind is a thing of the past, now, all you have to do is to inform the people in the north, you and I both know that the orcs will not stop there, if you don't want the human race to be wiped out, just save your strength for the next battle with them! ”

Khadgar was finally enraged by Anduin Lothar's endless self-reproach, and he roared loudly, his wet and gray beard trembling against the sea breeze, as if by using a spell, Khadgar's voice exploded on the deck like a thunderclap.

All the people on board were startled, and they looked around blankly, and their hearts were uneasy—could it be that a storm was coming?

Anduin Lothar seemed to be shocked by Khadgar's anger, and he looked at his comrade and friend in amazement, as if it was the first time he had seen the mage's anger.

Soon, however, Anduin Lothar was awakened by Khadgar's anger, and the guilt and remorse on his face faded away, replaced by an almost insane obsession.

"You're right, Khadgar, we shouldn't have been knocked out by the past, sorry, it's my fault."

The marshal said word for word, and even in the midst of the roaring winds and waves, Khadgar could hear the clenching of steel teeth in Anduin Lothar's mouth.

"I will go to the kings and persuade them to form a human army that is stronger than ever; We will rise up and tear the orcs from the pinnacle of pride into the abyss of death when they think they are victorious. We will bury every orc who steps into this world, dead or alive; We will avenge the death of our compatriots and rebuild our homeland, and the new Stormwind will be stronger and stronger, and no enemy will be able to storm its gates once again...... I swear by the name of Lothar. ”

Anduin Lothar turned his face to the side, not looking at the muscles on Khadgar's cheeks, which were trembling with anger, and promised firmly in a voice that bordered on ferocity.

"And I, on the other hand, will always fight by your side, Sir Lothar, and never die."

In the face of Anduin Lothar's vow, the angry expression on Khadgar's face gradually dissipated, replaced by a cheerful seriousness; He stretched out his somewhat emaciated hand to Anduin Lothar, and said word by word in the same tone.

"Never die, mage."

Anduin Lothar stripped his iron gauntlet and held it tightly with Khadgar with his broad palm.

At the same time, the burly marshal looked sideways at the end of the fleet; Farther south, hidden by the Endless Sea, it was his homeland.

Countless green-skinned orcs are wreaking havoc across the land, Stormwind, the Wilds West, the Elwyn Forest, and the foothills of the Red Ridge Mountains...... Behind every familiar name of Anduin Lothar was a horrific and bloody massacre - he didn't even need to imagine it to be able to recreate that brutal image in his mind.

Anduin Lothar, however, knew that he had no choice but to leave, to abandon those who had chosen to follow his ancestors hundreds of thousands of years ago.

This is definitely not the end - Anduin Lothar warned himself - if the orcs thought they could commit these sins without paying any price, they were very wrong.

One day, countless human armies will return, and they will cut the throat of every orc, cut off the head of every orc, and pay tribute to their compatriots who died in the orc invasion - and he himself - Anduin Lothar knows that he will be at the front of the human army.

Veterans don't die, they will only return with blood!