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The dinner was very grand. In order to celebrate both the visit of Prince Arthas and the return of the high elf prince Kael'thas, the servants of the Kirin Tor were busy. Antonidas decided to hold it in the most spacious hall in the city.

Today's dinner.

A huge dining table that can seat more than ten people is placed in the center of the hall. There are many bright candles hanging from the chandelier above, which complement the ones on the dining table. There are no torches on the shelves on the wall, but several crystal balls. To supplement

Lighting and harmonizing the atmosphere. Servants rarely disturb other than serving and removing dishes. The most magical thing is that such a dinner is also accompanied by magic. Just snap your fingers, the wine bottle will fill the glass by itself, the flute, the harp and the lute.

The piano began to play quiet music automatically. This must be the most comfortable dinner in the world, and there were only three people who could enjoy it, Arthas, Kael'thas, and the leader of Dalaran.

The rarely seen Archmage Antonidas attended the banquet. He was very tall, and looked even more so because of his thinness. He had a long white beard and a purple high hat on his head, but his eyes were sharp and alert, as if he could see at a glance.

Seeing through people's hearts. To be honest, Nathanos doesn't like the elf prince Kael'thas here. His every move highlights two words: rules! He sat up straight and vigilantly, with his hair like the sun.

The threads flickered with red or dark light and shadow under the candlelight. Nathanos himself was much lower in rank than everyone else. He was just a servant of the Prince of Lordaeron, standing behind Arthas on the right.

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Always be aware of your strengths and weaknesses.

Nathanos was glad that he just stood aside and did not join the dinner, otherwise he would have become the focus of the conversation. From what he could see, the dinner did seem a bit shabby, but there were only three people at the table.

, perhaps because they would discuss some national affairs without letting others intervene. Arthas also asked Antonidas why his apprentice Jaina did not come, and the answer he received was that the girl wanted to study.

The conversation was a little relaxed at the beginning, mainly focusing on Arthas and Kael'thas. They talked about each other's kingdoms and their own advantages, and then, perhaps on purpose, the topic unsurprisingly focused on

Regarding the orcs, although the city of mages has always regarded itself very highly and disdained these green-skinned creatures, the prisoner-of-war camp is indeed quite close to Dalaran - Durnholde Castle.

Kyle stretched out his slender hand, elegantly took a piece of cake, and said while hanging the cream: "No matter what, they are dangerous."

"My father Terenas also agrees with you, His Highness Prince Kael'thas." Arthas replied with a smile. "He told me that this is why there are prisoner of war camps. Although they are too expensive to maintain.

It's too high, but for the safety of the people of Azeroth, this price is nothing." When he said this, Nathanos frowned, because Arthas did not express his position on the orcs, he just

Using King Terenas as a shield, why didn't he speak his mind and choose to hide it? Nathanos seemed to have a premonition in his heart.

"They are beasts, beasts," Kael'thas said, his originally bright voice hoarse with disgust, with warning and hatred, and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Nathanor, who was standing not far behind Alsace.

Si. "They invaded Quel'Thalas on dragons. You humans don't need to tax them at all. You can just kill those beasts to keep the people safe."

Then, his face sank, but he still maintained a calm expression, "Every time I see the burned tree trunks in my hometown and remember the dead compatriots, their atrocities back then will appear before my eyes."

"That is the law of Lordaeron. King Terenas has the right to do whatever he sees fit in his own territory," Antonidas interjected.

"Dalaran and all other Alliance kingdoms also have to bear the cost of the camp." Kael'thas retorted, and now his identity has been transformed into a member of the six-member Kirin Tor Council. "Since we pay, then of course we

He also has the right to speak out."

Antonidas waved his thin hand, "What interests me is not who pays for the camp, or even whether the camp is necessary to exist, but the strange behavior of the orcs. After studying our pitiful information on the orcs, I

I don’t believe it was imprisonment that turned them into this.”

Antonidas never said nonsense, and the quarrel stopped. Nathanos was surprised that this was the first time he heard anyone talking about the situation of the orcs.

"If it's not because of illness or being imprisoned..." Arthas said while trying to keep a smile, "Then what do you think it is, Archmage?"

Antonidas turned to the young prince, "My understanding is that orcs are not born bloodthirsty. Khadgar once told me what he heard from Garona, she..."

"Garona is the bastard who murdered King Llane..." Arthas cursed, and his happy expression disappeared. "I mean no offense, but I don't think you can believe what that guy said."

Nathanos wanted to step forward to stop him at this time, but he still held back. He believed that Antonidas could explain.

"This information was obtained before her rebellion," the Archmage continued, "and has been verified. They dedicated themselves to the devil, and their skin turned green and their eyes turned red. I think they did it before the first invasion

They have been saturated with this external dark energy, and now that they are cut off from energy, what we see is not disease, but degeneration. The demonic energy is quite powerful, and if you want to quit, you must bear the tragic consequences."

Kael'thas shook his hand disapprovingly, "Even if this theory is correct, why should we care about them? They are stupid enough to believe in demons and reckless enough to indulge in corrupt energy. At least I don't think it is wise to treat them, even if

That would restore peace to them. Now they are weak and powerless, which is what any reasonable person would like to see. No one will forget what they did to us."

"Ah, if they can return to peace, we don't need to lock them up, and the money can be used for other purposes," Antonidas said gently: "I believe King Terenas does not levy these taxes to enrich himself.

Private bag. How is your father now, Prince Alsace? It's a pity that I couldn't attend your initiation ceremony. I heard that it was a very grand ceremony." The conversation changed, and what Alsace originally wanted to say was cleverly avoided by the Archmage.

The ground was pressed back into the stomach.

"It was a success." Alsace said with an exasperated smile, and then immersed himself in the newly served second dish, which was grilled salmon with vegetables. "I enjoyed that day very much."

"We don't pray for the day when you will be crowned, but we are looking forward to a royal wedding." Antonidas continued. "Which young lady do you have your eye on?"

Kael'thas seemed focused on his plate, but Nathanos knew he was paying attention to the conversation.

Alsace laughed and reached for the wine without looking to the other side at all, "Well, let's talk about it, it's not interesting, it's still early anyway."

Nathanos felt mixed emotions. This was the first time he heard Arthas say the word "it's too early". No matter what the prince did, he felt that it was too late - it was too late to hold the sword.

, it was too late for him to ride a horse, and it was too late for him to understand the national affairs. At this moment...Nathanos really doubted whether he was telling the truth? Or did Alsace know that his marriage would be decided by Terry?

King Nass decided that he might marry a noble girl he had never met before.

After dinner, Nathanos finally couldn't help but stepped forward to talk to Arthas.

"Your Highness the Prince." He rarely called his title in front of Alsace, and used a tone of voice when talking to a subordinate and a superior. "You have been to a prisoner of war camp with me." Sharp words blurted out.

Alsace also knew what he was going to say, and replied unceremoniously: "Of course, in Durnholde Castle, you asked me to take away a girl named Taressa. Now she and her family

Currently settling in Lordaeron."

Nathanos blinked and almost forgot about it. "I know this, but what I want to say is the orcs. You have seen with your own eyes what they have become, why did you say it at the banquet just now?

if that is the case?"

"Am I wrong in what I say?" the prince asked his followers.

"I think a kind person would not want to see sentient creatures being slaughtered like animals."

"Emotional creatures?" Arthas's eyes widened, and he might even get angry the next second, but this was Dalaran, and he held back. "Have you forgotten those who died? You have forgotten Lothar,

Have you forgotten the expedition that passed through the Dark Portal?"

"I will not forget, but I will never blame the orcs for this. They were enemies at that time, but now they are prisoners of war. We cannot treat them like we did in the past. I believe this is why your father..."

"That's enough!" Arthas interrupted him resolutely. "Don't mention this matter again, Nathanos. As the prince of Lordaeron, I order you to shut up. You are as stupid as Jaina...

!" He strode away, telling Nathanos not to follow him anymore.

What!

Nathanos couldn't help but be surprised, what does this mean? Did Jaina and Arthas have conflicts over this topic? No wonder Jaina's expression turned so ugly when she heard Arthas' arrival today.

Looking at Arthas's back, Nathanos felt an unprecedented worry, and many thoughts appeared in his mind. If he became the king in the future, how would he treat the orcs locked in the camp? And he began to blame himself for never realizing it.

Did you notice the prince’s change of heart? Maybe...
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