"I'm not in the mood for joking right now, Garin."

Arthas glanced at Garin Trollbane, who was comforting his wife, and said:

"I have been on Varian's side from the beginning. Unlike you, a political speculator, but you still admitted your failure. Forget it, it's boring to say this now. Let's go. Let's

Go to see His Majesty the Emperor."

"etc!"

King Liam looked at Jaina who came alone with some doubts, and asked:

"Drake, aren't you here?"

Jaina shook her head. The daughter of the sea reached out and took off her hood. She shook her long golden hair. She leaned on her staff and said with a hint of disappointment:

"My brother made a decision. It was a regrettable decision, but I don't agree with him and his crazy ideas. So today, I, Jaina Proudmoore, represent Kul Tiras.

Attend!"

"You're crazy! Gianna!"

Liam frowned and said:

"Your brother is the king of Kul Tiras, you are not qualified to represent Kul Tiras, and you have to know that your actions may directly trigger a war between Kul Tiras and the empire..."

"Drake chose the war, not me! His pursuit of power has turned him into a person I don't know! Tanred doesn't care about national affairs at all, they are two bastards! My mother was killed by them

It breaks my heart that she gave me the power to represent House Proudmoore, today! I am here to represent House Proudmoore!"

The Archmage held her son in her arms. She tried hard not to shed tears. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Don't worry about Derek, I can't convince him, but there's always someone who can!"

"Kul Tiras and the Empire will not go to war, I can guarantee that!"

Arthas stepped forward and took his wife into his arms. He brushed Jaina's hair and said a few words to his wife. Then he looked back at the two kings and the disgraced nobles behind him and said:

"Let's go, everyone."

"Don't let others see the human joke, and don't keep Varian waiting too long."
Chapter completed!