Stormwind City, Stormwind King's Court.

Garissus exhaled deeply, straightened his silver-white Generalissimo Lordaeron's armor, and strode into Stormwind Fortress under the escort of two Stormwind royal guards, and followed the marble corridor all the way to the King's Hall.

He had come for a public trial.

Crimes: Harassment, military assault, planning and organizing regional unrest.

Gallishers and his legions were in a guerrilla state until they were reunited under the command of Princess Kalia.

The supply of an entire army was the biggest problem, and Gallisus was unwilling to pledge allegiance to other kingdoms, so in order to keep the army running, he had to fight the autumn wind everywhere, loot and plunder.

Of course, for the sake of his compatriots, Garissus didn't rob the three lights, let alone kill civilians, but just scraped together to capture the amount he needed.

Coupled with his loyalty to Lordaeron, he has also received the kindness of many people in the Stormwind Kingdom, and they have cooperated with him to provide him with supplies to continue to fight the Forsaken and the Horde.

But the law is the law, and Gariss's actions were already a great crime, so after he returned to the Lordaeron Restoration Army, the Stormwind Kingdom immediately asked Princess Kalia for trial.

In order to stabilize the relationship between the two alliances, Princess Kalia finally agreed to this request and talked to Garithars for a long time.

As an extremely rigid and stubborn person, and with a great deal of human supremacy racism, one of the good things about Gallisus is that he is very insistent on his thinking.

Loyalty to the royal family of Lordaeron is more important than anything else, and Princess Kalia, as the only remaining royal bloodline, is the monarch she wants to serve.

For the sake of carrying out her orders, for the glory of Lordaeron, his own honor, and the personal humiliation he suffered, it was not worth mentioning at all.

Gather decisively agreed, saying that he obeyed orders and was willing to go to the Stormwind Kingdom to face a public trial, and would confess all his actions.

Assisting Princess Kalia and restoring the glory of Lordaeron's first power is the greatest insistence in Garriss's heart.

As for the other races, I'll let him die!

Other things?

Of course, the human race will always be an extremely flexible race, the law is dead, and people are alive, so of course this matter can be operated from it.

Before the public trial, the Lordaeron Restoration Army and the Stormwind Court engaged in a secret private negotiation and negotiation, and internally "discussed" the specific actions of Garethus and the "definition" of the final trial.

The sedan chair carried people, and the Storm Kingdom didn't want to have a stalemate with the Lordaeron Restoration Army, let alone tear their faces, after all, this public trial was just to maintain the authority of the royal court and give an answer to the victim group, and besides, the victim group itself did not hate Gariss, so there was no need to force people too much.

So... Then give face.

After friendly and harmonious discussions, the two sides finally agreed on the outcome of the trial, which had not yet been held.

Several of the justices who participated in the trial, such as King Varian, the Grand Duke of Berval, and representatives of the victims, said that they would give the most "fair" "trial" in accordance with the laws of the kingdom.

Then, the public trial of Gallisus took place as scheduled, and the atmosphere was very serious, and the justices listened carefully to the testimony of all parties, deliberated carefully, and then made a final verdict.

The plundering behavior of Galletsus and his legions was not strictly a regular act of plundering, and it was the noble sentiments and beliefs of patriotism that drove him to make such a helpless move, and the officials of the Stormwind Kingdom and the people whose interests were damaged expressed complete understanding and generous mercy.

So in the end, it was decided that Gallisus was acquitted, and his looting was defined as "inappropriate behavior in the light of patriotic sentiment", and the specific punishment was to confiscate all of Garithars's salary for the next ten years, along with the relief funds issued by the Storm Court, to compensate the people whose interests were damaged.

Finish the work and close the courtroom!

As for what is "inappropriate behavior under patriotic sentiments" ... Heck, we don't know very well ourselves, who has the time to carefully create specific meanings of improvised new words, and why do you ask so much!

All in all, it's a win-win outcome, and a classic example of internal compromise in the face of human racism.

In the end, the elated Gallissus returned to the north of the continent after a second spring, and then gladly accepted the latest orders from Princess Kalia and led his legion to continue the attack on the Hillsbrad Hills.

The Forsaken are pleasantly surprised to find their familiar "old friend" back, the stubborn old man Galliss, the human lord who was overshadowed by the Queen of Darkness and then beaten as a dog.

He led his legion into the town of Nanhai, and then began a full life with the Forsaken in three days and a dozen in five days.

Unlike the extremely lively politics within the human race, this is much more dull on the elven side, especially the Druid Joint Investigation Team.

In the Twilight Forest region, the Night Elves and Minotaur Druids hit a wall once again.

Their quest to find the Luna Scythe never went well, and in a crypt called Roland's Tomb in the depths of the Twilight Forest, the druids found a large number of werewolves roaming the area.

As a last resort, they could only slowly and gradually clear the werewolves while advancing deeper into the crypt.

After a few months, they finally managed to reach the deepest part of Roland's tomb with the help of the local Night's Watch troops.

Here they finally made a major discovery.

In an inconspicuous dark corner, the druids discovered a strange mound of dirt.

As they tore through the mound, an elven ghost suddenly appeared.

"I failed ... The scythe is out of control, the scythe is eroding my will, my sins cannot be remedied, I only want to go to eternal sleep... ”

The druids recognized the ghost of the elf in front of them, and she was the ancient druid they had been looking for for a long time, Verinder Starsong.

But she was already dead, and her soul was forever bound to her humble grave because of the utter guilt that could not be freed.

Verinde's soul was no longer able to communicate with the outside world, and it was as if she had closed her heart, completely in a world of great pain, and could only repeat the same sentence over and over again, without any other useful information.

Then the druids discovered an even more serious situation.

Verinde Starsong is dead, yes, but what about her bones?

Anxious, the druids began to try to awaken the consciousness of Vilinde's soul, to try to bring her back to her senses.

The hard work paid off, and after a baptism of abundant natural energy, Verinde finally briefly regained some of his senses.

"My fellow druids ... You have found me ... Are you here to take me back and be punished? I have failed the moon god ... ”

The druids immediately asked themselves all sorts of questions.

Whoever is stepping on a horse is going to arrest you, and he quickly said where the sickle is, and after saying that, we will overtake you, and then continue to do business.

When Verinde heard this, she seemed to recall some terrible memory, and her face was terrified.

"I remember, my body was twisted by the scythe, and the scythe controlled my body out of here, and smiled at me... Your body is smiling at me, can you understand what it feels like?"

The druids, who could not ask for any useful information, frowned, and after comforting Verinde, they watched as the ghost of the ancient druid re-transformed into an elf, calmly dissipating in place, returning to the World Tree.

The Luna Scythe has lost its clue again.

And according to Verinde, the scythe has become self-aware, and it controls the body that has been twisted into a werewolf form, and it doesn't know where it has gone.

What's next?

The druids were lost in deep thought.