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The docks of Stormwind were cleared, and the fleet and cargo ships were all sailing towards the sea. Varian Wrien and a group of senior officers were waiting for the movement on the sea. Jaina and Sylvanas were also among them.

The entire dock was filled with clean and delicious food and just made tents, as well as hundreds of Stormwind City guards who were preparing to maintain order. It took such a lot of effort to welcome the upcoming guests.

Sylvanas looked back and saw that almost the entire league representatives were present. The only thing that surprised her was that the dwarf representatives also came. Compared to the seriousness on the faces of the others, the dwarf's expression was a little more sad.

Today's weather is not bad, the sea is calm and the sight is wide, so when a large number of transport ships appear on the horizontal line, anyone can see clearly.

"They are here," said Jaina.

The atmosphere suddenly became even more tense. Especially Varian, his brows were frowning tightly. The scene reminded him of his miserable childhood, which was also spent on escape.

"Their people seem to be... many, exceeding our expectations," Jaina continued.

She originally wanted to continue to remind Varian that the supplies were not enough, but the king spoke first: "This is a good thing, at least not too many people were sacrificed."

"If they don't have enough food, they will die." Sylvanas said what Jaina was going to say next, her words were a bit mean, but it made perfect sense. "There are tents and quilts, and extra spaces."

Talbert coughed twice and said, "Maybe they carry supplies themselves. In short, I think we should take a look at their situation first."

There are many people who have different opinions, some are skeptical of the arrival of Rapids refugees, while others say that the alliance is in a tense period with the tribe and cannot help others for no reason.

No matter what others said, Varian did not respond. The Wolf of Ghost was very calm at this moment, as if he was welcoming the arrival of a storm.

Huge cargo ships and several frigates approached the dock one after another.

The leading ship had already landed, with men, women, and children on it. These people were not soldiers, but had just escaped from a disaster. Jaina was startled first, and then she noticed that more ships arrived one after another. Like the first ship, a large part of the passengers were women and children. They were ragged and very thin.

"This is really bad." The female mage said to herself.

The boards used for landing were already put down on the ship, but those who were in desperate need of help did not rush to get off. Under this situation, they could still maintain order, and Jaina couldn't help but look at them with admiration. However, there were still several armored people among them. Leading the crowd on the ship walked out of a person, first got ashore, and walked towards the person who greeted them. Jaina and Sylvanas recognized him as Danas Thorbain.

"King Varian!" Danas was tall, with a firm face and a thick and gray beard. His armor had obviously experienced a fierce battle. The hero who enjoyed the statue of honor in Stormwind had a firm pace, but he could not hide his loss and sadness.

The king of Stormwind put away his majesty and looked at Danas. He remembered Anduin Lothar and couldn't help asking if Lothar had the same expression when he fled to Lordaeron with the people of Stormwind.

"Danas." Varian wanted to speak but stopped, not knowing what to say for a moment, but he always had to say something, "It's fine if you're fine, and the people of Rapids."

"I can't say it's completely fine, Your Majesty the King." Danas closed his eyes and shook his head, "The Rapids Castle is lost, and Alashi is lost."

"We'll talk about these later." Varian looked up at the civilians on the boat. "We must first place your people. Let them all get ashore and tell them that Stormwind will accept them."

"Thank you, your Majesty."

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The day has passed after everything has been handled. Varian and Danas finally had time to sit down and have a good chat. It was not that kind of chat between friends, but a heavy topic - what happened to Rapidsburg?

Only a few people participated in the conversation, in addition to Jaina and Sylvanas, there were senior adviser Talbert and senior commander of the 7th Legion, Halver Wimbann. MI7 leader Madias Shore was also there, but the spy master was responsible for standing at the door to guard against eavesdropping.

"Tell us, what happened to Danas. Rapids Castle? The messenger you sent only said we needed an interview."

Talbert poured a glass of water and handed it to Danas. Danas drank it in one mouthful, as if he had endured a long time of hunger, and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Your Majesty." He hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly, "It's the dead."

Varian was very puzzled. He and Wimbann looked at each other, and Wimbann shook his head. "Northendon has no abnormal movements, your majesty."

At this time, Shore stood at the door and said, "Lordalun in the north has always had undeads." He added, "They are called Forsaken. We know, but they have been entrenched in this Altlan and Shadow Tooth Castle. It's not news, friends. Of course, they don't have the ability to destroy a city either."

When he first heard the Forsaken in Shore's mouth, Danas's eyes flashed with anger, but the spy master thought that the guys were just bandit-like moss sores, which made Danas look a little frustrated. "It's definitely not like that." He said loudly, "Those abominable creatures - Forsaken! Their army is so large that there are tens of thousands."

Everyone in the room gasped. Only Sylvanas could still remain calm, but she was also frightened by this number.

Danas was still saying, "They are very different from the Scourge. They are like...the undead with thinking, and they are no longer attacking without pain when fighting, but are more tactical and know how to arrange troops. And...they also have many siege weapons, catapults, tanks, and, they also have navals. I learned that before the Soladin wall I was stationed in was attacked, their fleet attacked the Bay of Fadir. I am sure that their threat is no less than the tribe on Kalimdo?" The veteran's face turned pale the more he spoke.

Varian was stunned. He was stunned. He was deployed in a formation, siege weapons, and navy. The meaning contained in this shocked him. The king slowly fell into the chair behind him.

The alliance and the tribe are about to fight, and new enemies appear.

“The Holy Light is above.”

Ghost Wolf heard Jaina's voice in his ears.
Chapter completed!