The old man was none other than the venerable Archbishop of Humanity, Alonthos Fao. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhether in Stormwind or after arriving in Lordaeron with refugees, the old man has always been quick to gain the trust and affection of the locals - relying on his large and loving heart.

"It's all here, Lord Bishop." The answer was answered by King Terenus Minechl II of Lordaeron, who sat side by side at the table with King Solas Thorbaine of the Kingdom of Stormgard.

Flanked by the two kings were Alonthos Fao, who had already risen, Archmage Antonidas, Master Caddygar of Dalaran, Prince Danas of Fort Riptide, Daerin Prodmoor of the Kingdom of Kurtiras, Anduin Lothar, who had just arrived with Varian, Uther Lightbringer and Alexandros Mograini of the Knights of the Silver Hand, Magni Copperbeard of Ironforge, Muradin Copperbeard, Furstad from the Brute Hammer Clan, and...... At Furstad's side was another dwarf who resembled him, but was stronger.

"Oh yes, Varian, do you know who that dwarf is?" Arthas leaned forward slightly, and asked Varian Ureon - such a military meeting, anyway, as he and Varian were just observers, there was no room for interference.

"Oh, that dwarf, it's a member of the Furstad clan, the Grand Lord of the Brute Hammer Clan, Kudran Brutehammer, whom Vorstad mentioned before...... On our march, he caught up with us with his legion of griffins; It is said that the trolls of Hinterland have been repelled by the High Lord, and as soon as the threat to his realm is lifted, he will come to our aid, and in short, a reliable ally—that's what Mr. Lothar has to say. Varian replied.

"Master, it's so boring here, it's either an old man or an old man...... Let's hang out together! Frost Grief pouted, holding Arthas's arm and shaking it.

"To play? Where to go? Arthas was stunned for a moment.

"I heard this is where the orcs first came to Azeroth? To put it this way...... Their portal is open here, too? Master, would you like to go to the world of Draenor? You might even be able to meet Naozu! Frost Sorrow said with a wink.

"Portals? Draenau? Arthas was shocked by Frost's sad words - he had never thought of such a thing, although he and his father had come here through a portal, but Arthas only wanted to come here to see, not to see the world inhabited by orcs.

Arthas wasn't uninterested - although he knew the general appearance of the world of Draenor from Naozu's memories - both before and after the destruction, he was still a little curious about the strange world, which he had never been to in the original flow of time.

"Forget it...... Let's hear what Mr. Khadgar and Archmage Antonidas have to report to the Alliance. Arthas shook his head, rejecting Frostmourn's request to sneak out to play.

"Oh......" Frost Sorrow looked a little sullen - she did not like the atmosphere in the tent - it was too serious, and the master did not agree to make out with her in a crowded place. (Arthas: Nonsense, I don't agree with the lack of people!) ）

Arthas's father did not take Arthas to such a military meeting easily—even in the previous battles, when Arthas showed extraordinary abilities; The reason why Arthas was brought this time was because Dalaran's mage troops sent back an urgent military situation to the rear, so King Terenus, who was a guest at Riptide Castle, came to the front line with King Soras.

Because in the intelligence, several Archmages of Dalaran, including Archmage Antonidas and Cadegar, described the severity of the military situation as terrifying, so King Terenas decided to bring the Red Dragon Queen with him.

And this queen, on the eve of her departure, refused to use the magic circle provided by Dalaran's mage, on the grounds that she had never used such a thing, so she was afraid that something would happen.

It was useless for Arthas to persuade the Queen, until the Queen's Majesty made a condition that Arthas must accompany her through the magic circle; In this way, the young Alsace was given the opportunity to participate in the military conference this time.

The hateful thing is that as soon as the Red Dragon Queen came here through the magic circle, she was hooked and wanted to play a few more times; Alsace had a black face for a long time before - I thought it was you, I didn't want it to be you, I knew it was like this, why did I have to make an extra trip?

Arthas, however, soon disagreed—for he soon learned of what had always been very important, and it made him realize that Archmage Antonidas was not alarmist in his letters.

"Now that everyone is here, let's give the floor to Master Khadgar." Archbishop Alonthos Fao nodded to the bearded Mage Khadgar, before resuming his seat.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Master Khadgar stood up and looked around, "Archmage Antonidas and I have summoned you here because something very important has happened. Again, I repeat that when you hear what I say here, don't let anyone else know, because that would have no effect but to cause panic. ”

With that, Master Khadgar took out his staff from under the table, and soon there was a reaction from above the table, and some pale blue lines appeared in the air, finally forming a picture.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have to inform you that there is more to it than you could have imagined, so I want you to see what appears in this mirror image first." Khadgar mage waved his hand as he spoke, and the pale blue image slowly turned.

"It's ......" King Solas of Riptide Castle slammed to his feet, along with Anduin Lothar, Magni Copperbeard, and Kudran Wildhammer, the High Lord of the Hammer Clan; The others also had surprised expressions on their faces, and they didn't leave because their personalities weren't as impatient as these people.

The mage of Khadgar disguised a picture that no one had ever seen before, but the faces of the few people present—such as Arthas, the Red Dragon Queen, who had been drawn to the attention of the brilliant image, had become gloomy because of it—because they had seen a similar scene before.

"Demons? The Burning Legion? Arthas and the Red Dragon Queen muttered to themselves in unison.