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Just in Airro? While Eberlock led some of the Stormwind refugees to regain hope in Night Town in the Twilight Forest, more Stormwind refugees could only survive in the crowded cabins and on the deck, facing the wind and waves, helplessly praying to the Light for a future that could not be seen at all.
In the vast endless sea, a fleet of hundreds or even more ships of all sizes is jolting forward in the wind and waves.
The frenzied sea breeze whipped up the waves, some even higher than the masts of the flagships of the fleet; These tens of meters of waves tossed the ships in the fleet up and down like a play, and the sea water overflowed the deck and poured into the cabin, and the already exhausted refugees had to muster up the last shred of energy, dragging their tired bodies and washing the water out of the cabin with barrels and tubs.
It's been two weeks since Stormwind left, but the sights of the green, sturdy figures wreaking havoc through the streets of Stormwind are still capable of plunging these frightened refugees into bloody nightmares during the night of the voyage.
If not Anduin? Lothar's army arrived in time for Stormwind and fought bitter street battles with the orcs while gaining a foothold in the harbor of Stormwind, a powerful kingdom founded by the House of Ureon and House of Lothar that had ruled the southern part of the continent for hundreds of years, and had probably been erased from human history.
On one of the largest ships in the fleet - this ship was calmer in the wind and waves because of its sheer hull - the young Stormwind prince Varian? Wryon stood at the bow of the ship, shivering in the wind and waves. He struggled to hold his head high and stared at the tall figure standing in front of him.
The half-bald head was wet by the waves, and the gray beard clinging to the sides of the cheeks and chin showed a kind of down-and-out vicissitudes; However. The dust-soaked but still shining golden plate armor, the eagle's epaulettes fluttering on his right shoulder, and the wet but unconcealable blue ribbon all show Anduin? Lothar - the fierceness and majesty of the Marshal of Stormwind.
Now, the marshal of Stormwind was standing at the bow of the ship, quietly watching the endless sea and sky ahead, letting the wind and waves rumble in his ears. His rock-solid body didn't move a bit.
"Teacher Lothar...... They...... They killed my father......"
Varian? Wryon muttered under his breath, a splash of water splashing on his long, dark brown hair, and then rolling down his face from the tips of his wet hair. And the tears that flowed from his brown eyes flowed into his mouth - salty, astringent, bitter, like Varian? Wrynn's heart at this time.
The young prince had always thought he was grown, but until the green-skinned, pointy-eared female orc named Garona cut off Ryan in front of him? The head of King Wrynn, who was his father. He could only slump behind the curtain of the main hall of the Stormstorm Fortress. Tears flowed down his eyes, begging his teacher to come back soon.
It sounds humiliating, but it's true - when his father was killed by the orc assassins, Varian? Wrynn, the young man who had high hopes from all over Stormwind, behaved like a coward.
Despite Varian? Wrynn's voice was drowned out in the wind and waves, and even he couldn't hear it clearly, but Anduin? Lothar heard the weakness of her disciples.
"Cheer up. Varian. Your Father watches over you by the Light's side, don't let him down. ”
Anduin? Lothar turned her head. With his back to the direction of the ship, he let the wind pour into his cloak, letting the soaked fabric roll up behind him, and shouted to Varian? Wryon shouted.
"But, I ......"
The young prince raised his head, looked at the elder he respected, and thought of his father, and couldn't help but have a sour nose, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat.
"Trust me, Varian, those green-skinned bastards will pay tenfold for what they did in Stormwind, and your father's blood feud...... One day, we'll get those pieces out of our homes with our own hands. Now, Varian, you get me back to the cabin and get some sleep, and if the course doesn't deviate, it won't be long before we reach that shore. You are the only heir to House Ureon, don't disgrace your ancestors in front of those kings of the north, go. ”
Anduin? Lothar stopped Varian with a stern voice? Wrynn's tears drove him back to his cabin.
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"You've been too him, Sir Lothar, he's only a child, and he's just lost his father."
A tall man with broad shoulders came out of nowhere on the deck and walked to Anduin? Lothar's presence. Compared to the Marshal of Stormwind, he was thin and gray-haired, but he had an unwavering gaze; The tattered lilac robe that enveloped his fragile body was also splashed with the sea, but his body stood straight, and even in the wind, he did not shiver for a moment.
"He's not a kid anymore, Khadgar, he's the future king of Stormwind. Malone is not more than a few months older than him, whether it is sorting out confidential documents, training soldiers, or going into battle to kill the enemy, he can do a very good job. If Varian can be like Marlon, maybe he can save Ryan when Garona does something like that......"
Anduin? Lothar frowned, his tone softened slightly, and said to the mage in front of him.
Khadgar-Anduin from Dalaran? Lothar's comrades in Karazhan, they fought side by side to defeat Medivan, the Fallen Guardian who brought the Orcs to this world, and together they missed the opportunity to hold the Orc army out of Stormwind.
"Sir Lothar! Things have happened, don't let these unrealistic expectations fool your heart, we are all responsible for the death of King Lane, and Garona ......"
Khadgar first shouted loudly and stopped Anduin? Lothar's words, and then fell into silence himself.
Garona, the half-orc, half-draenei woman...... Khadgar used to have a strange affection for her, but this faint feeling followed Garona when she assassinated Ryan? King Wrynn's subsequent disappearance has vanished.
"Are you still worried about your nephew?"
After a while, Khadgar took the lead in breaking him and Anduin? Lothar asked in a very low voice. (To be continued.) )