Lothar didn't speak, just took a sip of the wine in her glass. I'm not in a hurry for him to speak.

"The monks and nuns of the North County Abbey have done a lot of work." He said.

"But our casualties are still high."

"Do you have a better way?"

"Have you ever heard of miracles?"

"This kind of mysterious thing...... It's just a legend. ”

"It's not all unfounded." I looked at him. "It doesn't seem like you're interested in it."

He didn't refute.

It's hard for me to imagine that such a hero, hailed as the greatest warrior of Azeroth, and so praised by later generations, could have such a thing of universal belief...... Some resistance!

"I've been in contact with Lordaeron and remember telling you about it." I picked up the flask and filled it for him. "I have seen the miracles of the Light, and they are very useful."

"It doesn't seem to be any different from magic, like your cannon." He said.

"No, anyone can use artillery, magic requires talent, and the Light is the guide of faith. Like your church, it is a symbol of salvation. ”

I couldn't make out whether it was a "hum" or an "um" coming out of his nose, and he was still expressionless.

"The Light can save our soldiers." I say. "I've seen it with my own eyes...... It's not fake...... Politics. ”

The words made him blink, and he looked at me.

"It can really unite the people, save their minds, soothe their hearts, save the lives of the soldiers." I say.

"Not really...... It's just that...... Tool. I said slowly.

"I'll think about it." His answer was almost a rejection of me.

I frowned, "One more thing. ”

He tilted his head, "Let's not talk about these things today. ”

I looked at him, and he looked at me. I snorted. "I was wrong!" I raised my glass as I spoke.

The freshness of the moonshine quickly lost its original taste, and I felt a little sweet at the base of my tongue at the end of the drink. And Lothar drank cup after glass, cup after cup. When we stopped talking about war and politics, the atmosphere quickly became relaxed and harmonious.

Lawrence drank some sparkling wine and turned on the jet mode after drinking half a glass of moonshine. The bartender frowned as he poured all the liquids and solids in his stomach onto the floor. I laughed with Lothar.

"If I could one day, I'd like to go to the north." He said.

"I'll go with you, I'll ...... Ripe. "My eyelids are a little heavy.

"I've never left the Stormwind Kingdom, and even then I haven't set foot in every inch of it, but...... I want to go to the north to see. ”

"You're actually famous in the north, I said. You will also be very popular with women. I said, glancing at Lawrence, who was leaning on the table and bending over and vomiting violently.

"That's right...... You can also. He smiled.

"We can take a boat to Kurtiras, the old home of the captains...... "I began to brag." Kul Tiras is a nice place, and the girls are especially unrestrained, but generally not very good-looking. ”

"It's time to find you a woman." He tilted his head to look at me.

"Love...... Too delicate. I said.

"But it's intoxicating." He added.

"I'd like to go to Stormgard." He said.

"The view is still good. It should be the hometown of your ancestors, of course...... Yours too. I looked at his face.

He breathed a sigh of relief, a look of fascination on his face. "Have you ever been?"

"Of course." I said, "The rolling mountains, the endless fields, the vast sea, the long coastline, the scenery there is the most beautiful I have ever seen." Even the wind there makes you feel incredibly free. ”

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled.

"Let the war end, I'll accompany you to see it." I pressed the glass he picked up again. "We need to get the war over as soon as possible."

I said goodbye to Lothar with Ralph holding Lawrence, who had already fallen asleep, he must have been drunk, I thought.

When I woke up the next day, I was still a little dizzy, it was a terrible feeling, I hated dizziness, I hated drinking. Glancing at Lawrence, who had not yet woken up, he was sleeping with his body twisted, I left the barracks.

The scenes from last night are still ringing in my mind, and I can still vividly remember the expressions of most people, even though I barely recognize them. Last night there were all kinds of performances, especially in Lothar's form, which worries me.

I'm getting more and more interested in him, and there must be some secret behind this somewhat melancholy man that I don't know. Curiosity kills cats, but cats have nine lives! I consoled myself so much.

When I came to King's Fortress, I didn't go to anyone, and I didn't want to see anyone. Guided by the guards, I came to a separate building, the Royal Library.

This is not the same room I had when I first came to the fortress, but a real library. But when I tried to get in, I was still searched. He handed over the swords and daggers on his body to the guards at the door for safekeeping.

When I walked in, I realized that it was the prince who was in class. A balding old man was babbling something to him.

I hid behind the bookshelf, ready to listen to what he had to say. But as soon as I got a firm foothold, someone suddenly tapped me on the shoulder behind me! When I turned around, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he looked at me with a smile.

I was about to open my mouth when he stuck out his fingers and made a silent gesture before gesturing to me.

He followed him to a row of bookshelves in the distance. His face was round, his eyes were slitted, but he still had a smile on his face. It's quite amiable.

"Your first time, this is your first time here, is there anything I can do to help you?" He whispered, and his voice was not unpleasant.

I kept looking at him, "I'll take a look." I said.

"Your Excellency's name?"

"I'm Colonel Bill, sent by the Kingdom of Alterac to support your country." I say.

"Ahh His mouth was wide open, but he didn't make a sound. "You're Colonel Bill, and it's such an honor to meet you." He kept his voice low.

"Am I so famous?" I laugh.

"Your story has spread throughout Stormwind, and everyone is grateful for your help." He said.

"You're welcome, do your best." I say.

"Is there anything you're looking for, Lord Bill?" He looked so respectful.

"I want to ...... Find some history books. ”

"There is a history of the Seven Kingdoms here, which one do you want to find?"

"Your country." I looked around. "Preferably ...... The best time in the early days of your country's founding. ”

"Can you tell me more specifically?" He smiled.

"Who was the first king of the Stormwind Kingdom?" I stared into his eyes.

"Your Majesty Landon Wrynn." He nodded slightly.

"I mean initially."

"He is."

"No...... I would like to see about the history of the Soladin family. I said solemnly.

The expression on his face didn't change, but his narrowed eyes stared at me for a few seconds, and then he said, "This has to be found slowly...... There are so many books in this collection that I had a hard time organizing them. Sorry, sir. ”

Is he rejecting me?

"What's your name?"

"Danya Tovard." He still looks respectful. My face twitched slightly, this guy is a little annoying!

In order not to disturb the Prince, I was forbidden to look in that direction. So I climbed the stairs on the third floor. Let's start here.

It's huge, and I can't tell you how many books there are. It feels like it's a lot bigger than Lordaeron's library.

Looking for a book in such a big place is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and after searching for a long time from bookshelf to shelf, I only found a copy of "The Interesting Story of Baratheon", which was found in a pile of books on vegetable cultivation and breeding. Isn't it true that people who read this book also like to grow vegetables and flowers?

I flipped through it quickly, searching for all the names and surnames of Lothar or Soladin. However...... No! Not a single one!

"What are you looking for?" Varian stood behind me and looked at me, he wasn't timid...... It's no wonder, after all, how can a king's child be cowardly.

"I have to learn, too." I say.

"I thought you left Stormwind." He has a goose egg face, big eyes, often long eyelashes, and very good facial features. "I'll help you find it!" He said.

"Did your father allow you to talk to strangers?"

"I can talk to anyone, and I know you." His still immature face was written with an old age that was not written at this age.

"I heard from your uncle that you are very good at riding horses and fighting."

"My uncle is the head of the Iron Horse Brotherhood, and he taught me."

"Do you like to fight on horseback?"

"Men should conquer everywhere." He said.

"Hah! The tone is not small. ”

"I'm the future king." I was taken aback by what he said.

I smiled, "Then can the future King help me find a book?" ”

"You've got to say please." The way he looks makes me laugh.

I spent the whole morning in the library with Varian, and his servants came and called him several times, but he drove him away.

I don't like to coax children, but I feel like I can still bluff this guy. I told him a lot of stories, a lot of stories I made up, and the stories of us fighting fish people on the beach on the sea, and I was fascinated by him.

I show him the scars on my body, he touches the scars on my body, and the light in his eyes does not deceive.

"You're missing a finger." He said, grabbing my left index finger.

"This one was bitten off by a wolf." I say. "Orc's mount."

"Tell me about the orcs!" His eyes widened.

"Varian!" A gentle call came from downstairs.

I turned my head to see that it was her, Varian's mother, the King's Queen, standing downstairs looking up at the two of us sitting on the floor.

"Hurry up!" Varian didn't want to heed his mother's call.

I quickly stood up and saluted her, and she smiled at me and shouted, "Varian, you're skipping school." ”

"I'm talking to Colonel Bill about something very important."

"Then you'll have to wait until you're done with the class to continue your discussion."

"We're talking about how to defeat the orcs! My uncle can't go to war on his own, I can help him. Varian pressed his face against the railing and said to the queen.

"Master Ander is waiting for you."

Varian didn't speak, he looked up at me. "Bill, who is better than you or Master Andre?"

"Of course it's him."

"I don't believe it, why didn't he kill orcs if he was so powerful?"

"He's going to train you to be a talent, it's his task, it's as glorious and arduous as killing orcs."

"You fight him." He smiled and said to the queen, "Mother, I want Bill to have a fight with Master Ander!" I wonder who is more powerful between Master Andel and him! ”