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News about the White Tiger Temple soon spread throughout Azeroth.

"Judgement?" A smile and sarcastic voice came from Nathanos, who was making a skeleton horse. The prototype of the horse had appeared, leaving only a slight decoration and modification. "After such a long wait, the gods gave such a result. Did the Alliance and the Horde agree?"

Belmont looked down, "The tribe didn't say anything, but the alliance, the alliance's opposition was very fierce."

But in the end they accepted the reality. Nathanos knew without asking.

"What does the God say specifically?"

Belmont paused for a moment, and his mind was transforming the information Gromgar heard into appropriate language. "Zhu Talan said that Hellscream should not be judged by them alone. Everyone in the world had been hurt by him. Therefore, the Alliance, the Tribe, and the Forgotten should participate in the judgment."

A wise and bad decision.

Hellscream is not defeated by one person, and it is reasonable to decide his fate with a fair and open trial. But the nature of the judgment changes in this way.

"I participated in the military court when I was alive. There were not only the accuser when I interrogated the criminals, but also the defense lawyer..."

The existence of the defense lawyer means that the punishment Garrosh may be subject to may be reduced or even gain freedom.

"One of the defense lawyers is a tribe, but as far as I know, probably no one among them would like this duty." Belmont looked at Nathanos wearing a pair of chain armor on the skeleton horse, and this armor was also made by him himself.

"I'm afraid everyone in the alliance wants to accuse the person, so it doesn't matter who will be the tribe. I hope Thrall will be the defense lawyer." The Withering took a lot of effort to prevent the corner of his mouth from sneering. Although he knew this was impossible, unless Woking had completely ignored the tribe's face, the person who pushed Garrosh to the position of chief would come out to shelter the orc.

In fact, the content of the trial may not only be aimed at Garrosh. For the alliance, if used properly, it can be an opportunity to attack the tribe. Similarly, the tribe can also think of the alliance's mind. Therefore, they must do a good job in the defense.

"The tribe's defense lawyer is Bain Bloodhoof."

As long as it is not Thrall, no tribe can be chosen. Nathanos looked at his creation and only needed simple conscious control to make it make any designated action.

"Did Zhu Talan say what the Forgotten needs to do during the trial?"

“That Pandaman strongly demands that you be there in person when the first trial begins.”

Someone arranged a job for him again. Nathanos frowned and wanted to speak, but he seemed unable to find a reason to refuse Zhu Talan.

“When was the first trial?”

"Two days later."

"It seems I have to be mentally prepared in advance."

Belmont thought Nathanos would refuse Zhu Talan's request, but he agreed. "You are so polite to the Panda Man, Your Majesty."

"There will be a lot of opportunities for cooperation between the Forgotten and the Panda Man. You're welcome to be polite." Nathanos fixed the saddle and suddenly thought of something. "Is there anything unusual about Kromga recently?"

"I'm about to report to you. Kromga had just met the high priest of the Night Elf."

"Who? Tyrande Speech?"

"Yes, and it was Kromga who went to find her in person."

No Forgotten dared to contact the leaders of other camps on his back. Except Merriel, Merriel has long been no longer the Forgotten.

"Interesting." Nathanos laughed without any sense of humor. "Have he explained his behavior that looked like a surrender?"

"I asked him for a question." Belmont's tone became angry. "But he said it was not our business."

"Ha, is this his reward for me? It seems that he doesn't want to become a Forgotten."

"I can't figure it out, your majesty." Belmont shook his head with a serious expression. "I remember your original plan was to send Lilian to Pandalia."

"Kromga came to me in person and said he wanted me to send him to Pandaria. He looked very enthusiastic. I changed my mind temporarily," Nathanos explained.

"But he was killed by Garrosh. Are you not worried that he is going to take revenge?" At this point, the leader of the Blade suddenly understood something. "By the way, Kromga may be to take revenge on Garrosh. The accuser of the alliance is Tyrande. He is the witness of the night elves."

"In that case, it may be understandable. After all, there is a deep hatred between Kromgar and Garrosh." Nathanos has learned a little about what happened in the Stone Claw Mountains.

"But he should at least ask you for advice, not to make his own decisions. Every witness the alliance seeks must be voluntarily. Kromgar's testimony will surely cause suspicion from the tribe. They will think it is your order."

It makes sense. Nathanos nodded in approval. Now it seems that his decision to go to White Tiger Temple is even more necessary.

"Then let me go and see what Kromga wants to say in person. You tell Moultus that I need a set of clothes and be more down-to-earth."

...

Zaira thought she was dead, seriously injured and fell into the sea, and the possibility of survival was almost zero. But she just survived - she couldn't tell whether it was her strong willpower or someone allowed her to survive.

Because I could still feel the pain, I was still alive. She could only realize this.

It seemed that she had arrived at a safe hiding place. Her whole body was wrapped in bandages, and the warmth of the fire filled the entire room. Her head was placed on a fluffy pillow. Under her body was a comfortable cushion.

She wanted to shout, but the feeling of powerlessness made her unable to say even a word. Obviously, she had only one choice, which was to lie quietly and find an opportunity to find out why she was here. She thought someone should have saved her, but it could not be her tribe member. Because she is now in a human-style house.

Could it be that a human saved her? It is impossible. Zaira thought that if it were a human, she should cut off her head and seek credit instead of bandaging her for treatment.

The footsteps of several people came from the right, and the sound was heard to tell that there were three people. This surprised her. She heard that two of them were indeed humans. She sniffed hard again, and finally distinguished the smell of the third person from the things around her. The smell never expected her. The strong shock hit her like lightning. Her body couldn't help but twitch. She was the governor of the Dragon Throat Clan, so she was very familiar with the breath of that creature.

dragon!

"You're awake." The sound sounded full of human hypocrisy, and Zaira tried to stay still. But she forgot the superhuman hearing of the dragons.

"Your heartbeat has betrayed you," the man said again.

"Speak quickly if you have something to do." Zaira tried her best to say these words, but it sounded like a vague grunt. The only message she expressed was that she was indeed awake.

"If you wake up, listen to me. Your chief is still alive, but he has been defeated and is about to be tried in White Tiger Temple. No one can rescue him alone unless we cooperate. Do you agree?"

When she heard about Garrosh's situation, Zaira's first thought was to rescue the chief. Now she thought she was laughing. The dragon had the same idea as her. She took a deep breath and tried to move one hand upwards to show her determination. Then, she immediately heard the laughter of the dragon.

...

During the first trial, Nathanos never thought that he would be the last one to arrive. When he arrived at the White Tiger Temple, Zhu Talan met him. The two of them exchanged a few brief greetings, and the Panda Man told him some details of the court meeting. Then he was arranged to stay in the side hall for a while. He waited until he was told that the first trial was about to begin.

When he walked into the temple hall of Baihu Xuefu, Nathanos noticed the first thing he did to the four mysterious gods. They did not choose their most primitive appearance. The limited space was only one reason, and more importantly, they did not want to give outsiders a sense of oppression. So they chose to appear in human form.

The leaders of the alliance and tribes have gathered here. The rough and solemn attitude forms a sharp contrast like the clothes of both of them. In order to avoid disputes between force, they are arranged on both sides. The seats of neutral forces are in their middle area.

There are many people, it is a natural buffer zone. Nathanos commented. And even if there is interference during the trial, it doesn't matter. At least nearly twenty monks guarded them, they will not tolerate those who disrupt the order.

Just as Nathanos looked at the arrangement and staff of the entire venue carefully, he also noticed that he was becoming the focus of everyone's attention. He was wearing a loose black robe and a circle of white cloth tied obliquely to his clothes. This color scheme was the style of the panda.

Of course, the reason why he attracted others' attention was not only the change in his clothing. The hearing strengthened by the Heart of Azeroth allowed him to capture all kinds of gossip.

"The Forgotten Leader has arrived."

"I heard that he defeated Garrosh."

"He actually came alone."...

There were also some people who didn't say anything. Nathanos's eyes accidentally looked at Aurelia. He quietly used Yashaji's power to feel it. Aurelia's emotions... He could only summarize it with the four words "Five Flavors and Grains".

At this moment, he suddenly saw a young elf boy standing beside the female elf. He was only a little short of it, he almost stopped to look at his and Aurelia's children seriously. Nathanos didn't know how he controlled his inner desire. But he did not show any of his favoritism. He just nodded respectfully to everyone in the tribe, including Aurelia. The same is true in the alliance, regardless of whether the other party looked at him or not. Interestingly, Sylvanas was not by Jaina's side. And when he saw Jaina, the female mage smiled at him apologetically.

Finally, his eyes were locked on Zhu Talan. The other party bowed and paid tribute to him, and reached out to invite him to take his seat.

Nathanos nodded to Zhu Talan. In order to show his importance to the trial, he chose to sit in the middle of the front row, with a panda man and a chinchilla man on both sides.

Everyone was here. Zhu Talan coughed twice, and the gongs and drums in his hand beat three times. The sound spread throughout every corner of the hall. The noisy discussion finally stopped.

"Silent!" Zhu Talan said. After a brief silence, the Panda people continued, "I will first remind everyone here that this is a serious judgment. The Panda people's clan's observance of the law is unquestionable, and since you have come to Pandalia, you should naturally abide by the rules here. Therefore, during the entire trial, no one is allowed to make trouble. The guards ordered to maintain order are around you, and they will drive all the violators out without hesitation." The people who listened to his advice were silent. Finally, he spoke again: "Bring him up."

Every pair of eyes in the hall was wide open, and they naturally understood who the "he" in Zhu Talan's mouth was referring to. Countless gazes were focused on the entrance of the hall.

Garrosh Hellscream walked into the hall, behind him, on both sides, in front of him, two guards were each - behind him was the monk of the Shadow Sect, and beside him was the guard of the Supreme God. The two pandas walking in front were from the Golden Lotus Sect. The orc no longer had the shoulder armor made of demonic fangs. His neck, hands, wrists and feet were locked by iron chains. Even so, he still had the possibility of resistance, so the pandas who escorted him tightly held his weapon and were careful not to break the enemy.

As a warrior, Garrosh can only walk clumsyly and move forward slowly. His face is tense, looking extremely cold, unable to see cowardice or arrogance.

As he approached, he looked at Nathanos without any surprise. The Withered man found that there were some unusual traces on his naked upper body, and black lines penetrated his body. Some were his original tattoos, and some were traces left by evil, distributed intertwined on his brown skin.

He is far from being defeated. Nathanos judged. That was not the expression that the prisoner should have. He felt Garrosh was full of confidence, as if this trial would not have any impact on him. What was the orc going to do?

The criminal was finally taken to his position—next to the defense attorney’s position on the right.

Next, Zhu Talan said something to Garrosh, and Garrosh himself was just standing there with a expressionless face. His eyes were still staring at Nathanos.
Chapter completed!