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"In other words, it was Nathanos who took the rune stone?" Archmage Rommath couldn't believe his ears. His eyes were asking Aesas if he had made a mistake, but the Sunreaver Archmage did not change.

own statement.

"Prince Regent?" Rommath looked at Alleria, who had her back turned to everyone. What should she say at this time. "How should we solve this problem?"

Alleria didn't want people to see her pale face. When Romance's voice sounded, she felt even more irritated. "How are the people in Golden Mist Village?" she asked softly.

"Most people have woken up," Vereesa said. "No one was injured."

"Is there anything strange about them?"

The ranger general raised his eyebrows and summarized the Sin'dorei's remarks: "They said they just felt like they had slept, and there was nothing strange about them."

"That's good." Alleria wanted to sigh, but the Grand Mage's sudden roar made her thoughts become uneasy again.

"I cannot agree." Rommath retorted loudly. "Are you planning to ignore Nathanos' behavior?"

"Then what attitude do you think the regent should give? Gather an army to attack the territory of the Forsaken? Or send someone to confront Nathanos to question him?" Vereesa asked in return.

"Why not..." Rommath turned to face Vereesa, "I mean the first way."

The Ranger General was about to retort when Countess Liadrin stood up and spoke: "We were surrounded by the Forsaken army when we were on Thunder God Island. Fortunately, we were safe in the end, but it also allowed us to see their military power.

The Sin'dorei have just experienced the battle of Orgrimmar. If you want to deal with them at this moment, I'm afraid..."

There was silence in the Tower of Sunfury. Alleria was thankful that the majority of people were rational. As Liadrin raised her point of view, the aggressive Grand Mage finally fell silent.

"You all go down first. I need some time to think alone."

Her consultants left one by one. The quiet atmosphere did not allow her to concentrate. On the contrary, she wanted to take a good rest, put everything aside, and go to bed to take a nap.

"Your Highness the Regent." A voice brought her distracted energy back.

"What's going on?" She smelled the scent of the desert on the person who made the voice. A Sin'dorei who had just returned from Orgrimmar.

"Chief Wo'jin wants to see you."

Today is not the day when the troll is officially crowned. In theory, Vol'jin should not summon the tribe leaders in advance, and Alleria has already handed over all the power of the Sin'dorei in Orgrimmar to Ambassador Alan

Tis Sunfire. If Vol'jin needs to assign a task to the Sin'dorei, he doesn't have to do it in front of Alleria. Of course, Vol'jin is not a person who puts on airs.

"Did he say what he wanted to do with me?"

"No, but he emphasized that it is a very important matter. Please make sure to go to Orgrimmar."

The Prince Regent rubbed his temples with his fingers and realized that he was still wearing the Ranger's clothes.

"You go back and tell the chief that I will go to Orgrimmar in two hours."

…

When the news of the victory in the war reached Theramore, only a few people went to the tavern to toast and drink together, and the rest looked at the victory with a dull eye.

The night before Winter Veil, people in this city began to come alive. The whole city was already covered with a new layer of snow. The snow started falling at dawn and stopped about an hour ago. Sylvanas Station

Behind a window on the highest floor of the Master's Tower, I looked at the people preparing for the festival on the street.

Everything was so quiet and peaceful, as if the whole world had fallen silent at this time. Sure enough, people looked forward to peace more than war.

A gentle hand patted her shoulder. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Jaina whispered. Sylvanas nodded and did not look at the female mage.

"Winter Veil will probably be the most relaxing day this year, but I don't want to do anything but sleep."

Jaina giggled. "So do you plan to see Grandpa Winter's gift next to your pillow as soon as you wake up?"

Sylvanas also laughed, and turned around to respond to Jaina's joke, but saw two blue folders in her hand.

"What is this?" She noticed the golden lion's head printed on the fold.

"Invitation. Varian invites you and me to Stormwind City to enjoy the Winter Veil Festival."

The interest just now was gone. Sylvanas sighed: "I am sure that you have promised him for me."

A hint of surprise flashed across Jaina's face, "You don't want to?"

"In the past festivals, I have only invited you alone, Jaina. I am just a follower, but this time Varian actually invited me..." Sylvanas shrugged, "If the Ghost Wolf thinks I see

If I don't understand his thoughts, then I am the real fool."

The mistress of Theramore was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Varian may just want to thank you for your contribution to the Alliance on the battlefield." Sylvanas just raised his hand to indicate that she looked aside and was put aside casually.

Medal of honor on wooden table.

"I have received his thanks." The Ranger General of the Silver Covenant raised his head to express his dissatisfaction. "I am happy to accept this medal, and I also agree that Varian will use this thing to cover everything I have done for the Alliance.

But he couldn't get anything out of me."

"Are you talking about Nathanos?" Jaina's whole body tensed up.

Sylvanas did not admit it, but just turned her head to the window again. This time, her eyes fell on the Alterac Snow Mountains.

"It's not what you think, Sylvanas." Jaina placed the invitation next to the medal, and then said: "The Alliance does need to understand the Forsaken now, but that does not mean that Varian will understand the Forsaken."

What action should the people of Thanos take? The war has just ended, and no one will break the peace at this time."

Sylvanas slowly lowered her head and began to consider her words.

"If Varian or other Alliance leaders have a hostile attitude towards the Forsaken, you should let them change this wrong concept and help ease the relationship between the Alliance and the Forsaken. Just like..." Jaina said

When she reached the painful point, her tone became a little lower. "Just like I once helped the Horde and Alliance."

"But you failed." Sylvanas narrowed her eyes.

"That's right." Jaina didn't want to admit it. "I can no longer stop what the Alliance and the Horde are going to do to each other, but you are different. I saw Nathanos and you in Orgrimmar. I also

I heard that he arrived in time to save you. I believe he must care about you, right?"

Sylvanas raised the hand held by Nathanos, as if she could still catch a bit of coldness from it.

"Let the Alliance take another look at the Forsaken." Jaina whispered softly, "Only you have this ability."

The female elf clenched her fists and nodded. "Okay, I accept this invitation. But I will only tell the truth, instead of being asked all kinds of questions like a prisoner."

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"It will take at least several months for Orgrimmar to be repaired. Those goblins will probably make a lot of money again."

Alleria heard a working troll muttering. The city she had just visited not long ago was reviving.

"Those goblins just want money, not like Hellscream." The tauren who was talking to the troll replied. The two laughed.

Most people are still excited about the fall of Garrosh. They can finally take a breather from the oppressive rule. Except for the orcs, most members of other races have had their lives hanging by a thread and now celebrate their survival.

It seems excusable.

Alleria looked back and found someone waiting for her at the entrance of Grommash Fortress.

Eitrigg saluted as she approached. "Welcome, Prince Regent. The chief is waiting for you." He waved the soldiers waiting on both sides of the fortress entrance to leave. Alleria thought he had something to say privately.

He told her, but the old orc just added: "The entourage must stay outside, you can only go in alone." After that, he also left.

The Prince Regent was confused and tried to speak, but said nothing.

"You guys wait here." Alleria ordered the guards and walked into the fortress alone.

There was only one person in Grommash Fortress, and Vol'jin was waiting for her alone.

Seeing this scene, Alleria couldn't help but said, "Are we just the two of us, Warchief?"

Vol'jin is looking at an engineering drawing, which seems to be related to the repair of Orgrimmar.

"Saurfang is outside." The troll replied. "Although the Alliance has withdrawn, Varian must have taken the opportunity to invade Orgrimmar and planted many spies here. The king will ensure that our dialogue is not

Will be eavesdropped."

"I didn't see Overlord Saurfang."

"Yes, you can't see it," said Vol'jin.

From this arrangement, Alleria could not deduce why she was summoned. She could only have a premonition that something important was going on.

"I have a question, Prince Regent." Vol'jin said, "What do you think of the Forsaken?"

Alleria was silent for a moment. A chill ran down her back. "I don't understand what you mean," she said.

Wo'jin raised his head strangely, "My question is not profound, I'm just asking for your advice."

The female elf almost forgot that Vol'jin didn't know what she had done to Nathanos. At most, he only heard that she had a long-dead human husband.

Alleria took a breath: "They are different from the Scourge. They played a key role in the siege of Orgrimmar. Also... Garrosh was defeated by their leader." Whenever

Thinking of Nathanos, she began to become confused. She no longer knew how to face that man.

"Your evaluation is surprisingly consistent with Bain's." Vol'jin said, "I also agree. Only Saurfang feels that they need to be seen. But there is no doubt that no party in the Horde is opposed to them now. Gary

Vickers even ran up to me and urged me to send people as soon as possible to invite the Forsaken to join the Horde. Then the Bilgewater Cartel could transport tons of building materials to Lordaeron. The Trade Prince took a fancy to the Forsaken who had just occupied it.

city. He said there are many business opportunities."

I will throw that goblin into the abyss of the endless sea. She thought to herself. Unknowingly, she voted in favor.

"So you came to me, hoping that Sin'dorei would come forward to contact the Forsaken?" She restrained her tone, but when she saw the smile on Vol'jin's face, she regretted asking this question.
To be continued...