Varian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. The young prince looked back and found that he didn't know when it started, but Wendsol, Marcus and the others were already standing behind him, and the eyes that looked at him were full of encouragement and fanaticism.

Varian looked back at his teacher, at Anduin, whom he adored and loved as a father. In Sir Lothar's eyes, Varian saw anticipation and ...... A kind look that I had never seen before.

"I do." Wari's blood was boiling, and he had the illusion that maybe he could be furious enough without taking the troll's potions, "I do." The young prince of Stormwind repeated his words, unscrewing the lid of the dark green potion bottle and drinking the dark green liquid from the bottle.

A cold liquid flowed down Varian's throat, and a foul smell spread through his mouth - after arriving in Lordaeron, his heart was filled with hatred for the orcs, who had worked hard all day on his fighting memories, and when he had gritted his teeth and torn his lips and tongue, the young prince of Stormwind had tasted a similar smell - it was the smell of blood.

The cold fluid poured down from his throat and burst through his chest like burning liquor, filling Varian's guts in an instant, his muscles trembling and swelling, cramping the fitted, custom-made armor.

"Ho-ho......" Varian's dizziness and uncontrollable beastly roar came out of his mouth, and he had only one thought at this time, and that was to jump into the winter lake of Lordamere and let the icy waters of the lake cool down the hot anger in his heart.

"Anduin ......" The brown-haired Wendthor looked uncertain, a little nervously to Anduin? Lothar cast an inquiring gaze.

The Marshal of Stormwind only waved his hand, signaling that Wendthor didn't need to be nervous; He walked up to Varian, placed his steel gauntlet palm on his disciple's trembling shoulder, and fell silent.

Varian was tormenting at this point, and the heat in his body had receded slightly. However, a cold feeling was invading his body; The young prince even hallucinated, and in a trance, he seemed to see his father, who had long been vaguely impressed, and the teacher he had always admired. And his friend Arthas, and even a ...... Trolls?

The tumbling visions in his mind continued for a long time, and the physical torment became more painful, but Varian finally survived before he collapsed, and when he finally regained his senses. He found out that he had been replaced by Anduin? Lothar embraced her.

"Welcome to the Iron Horse Brotherhood, my child, and one day, your name of bravery will spread throughout the continent." The elderly teacher spoke a lifelong prophecy to his disciples.

"Uh......" Varian suddenly felt a little ashamed, and he quietly broke free from his teacher's embrace, and was just about to answer something serious, only to find that something was wrong with him.

The young prince was amazed to find that his body looked like he had been blistered, and even his armor had become wet. The clear liquid, which had condensed into a stream of water, dripped down the edge of the armor and fell into the field, sinking into the earth, forming a small mud.

"Is this ......," Varian was a little incomprehensible - was this his own sweat? But wouldn't this be dehydrated and die? And it felt so wet that even the underwear inside was soaked......

Seeing Varian's embarrassed look, Anduin? The corners of Lothar's mouth rose slightly, and she looked like she was smiling.

Just when Varian was wondering whether to go back to the camp to wash his body, change into a pair of dry clothes, and ask Teacher Lothar how much he would improve his strength after taking the strengthening potions made from the blood of trolls, King Terenus was sitting on the edge of his bed in his guest room at Dunhold Castle, staring at the two-colored moonlight pouring through the narrow window.

As the de facto leader of the Human Alliance. King Terenus led humanity against the orc invasion with his benevolence and authority, but in the silence of the night, the old king could finally take off his mask and disguise, and quietly miss his young son, who was wandering somewhere.

Not so long ago. King Terenus learned that his son Arthas had already set out for the fortress of Dammod; On the Arathi Heights, Arthas should not be hindered, so he should be in the Dammod Fortress by now, and has even begun to march towards Grimbaato.

In Archbishop Alonsos? The night before Fao gathered Uther and the others, the night before the Knights of the Silver Hand were announced. King Terenus had a strange dream.

In that dream, a vague experience caused King Terenus to wake up and sweat profusely, and the strange and terrifying episode that happened in the dream made King Terenus begin to reflect on whether he had neglected the feelings of his son Arthas.

The qiē in the dream became no longer clear after waking up, but it seemed that a voice kept whispering in King Terenus's ear, urging him to make a series of subsequent moves—to contribute the most elite royal guard of Lordaeron, to join the Knights of the Silver Hand, and to make Uther a request to make Arthas his disciple, just to avoid the tragedy that might happen in the dream.

However, what happened after that was not as simple as King Terenus had imagined; Most importantly, his son Arthas has changed his personality - from the moment the High Elf Ranger Aurelia appears, King Terenus has found that his son seems to have become a familiar stranger.

The original Alsace, quiet and cowardly, although he had the naughtiness of a naughty child, would never make a move to make a big show in front of everyone; However, on that day, Arthas, as gentle as ever, did not shy away from revealing his mature and wise side in front of everyone, which King Terenus was far from expecting.

And after that, in the valley of Alterac, King Terenus was even more surprised by what Arthas had done, and by the time the mysterious girl appeared, the old king could no longer suppress the shock and ...... in his heart Angry, at the same time, he was deeply worried by some strange change in King Terenus himself......

"His Majesty King Terenus." Just then, there was a soft knock at the door, "The messenger to Fort Riptide has returned, bringing back a letter from King Solas." ”

Aking from his memories, King Terenus entered the door of his room in his pajamas, and when he opened the door, a royal guard of Lordaeron respectfully presented a letter with gold trim in both hands.

Feeling lamented by King Soras's extravagance, and after making sure that the wax mark on the seal of the letter was intact, King Terenus opened the letter with the paper cutter handed by the royal guard of Lordaeron, took out a special parchment scroll of pale gold, and read it carefully.

After a long time, King Terenus laid down the scroll and handed it to the royal guard of Lordaeron, and commanded: "Take this letter and go to Garin, and tell him that his father has given us permission to enter the Arathi Heights; At the same time, send another messenger to inform Ser Uther that Ser Lothar and Lady Aurelia have assembled their troops, and that we must go at once, though the warriors are exhausted. ”

After a pause, King Terenus's voice became firm: "Tell them, we will join the army of Riptide Castle by noon tomorrow and go to the Sadol Bridge, where the orc invaders will be buried!" (To be continued.) )