After I went in, Jaina immediately hugged Theresa. Indeed, they had a sisterly relationship, and nothing could better indicate their deep feelings. Bi, Fun, Big.if, and afterwards, Teresa bent her knees to show her respect. Yes, her current ability to go out was all because of her encounter with me, and not only that, I also promoted her family's status and saved his "brother". These gifts were absolutely self-evident for her.

For me, even if she stays in the tribe in the future, it will definitely become a force to be kind to us.

We helped her up one after another, and everything was as before, communicating without any difference in identity. However, compared to our narrative, we were more willing to listen to her and Thrall's experiences.

As he thought, the son of Durotan gradually won the respect of the tribe, and Orgrim and some other scattered tribes had just reunited and gradually recovered the previous shamanic way.

"They didn't exclude you and Tyrioffin?"

"They were a little wary at first, but after they heard about our deeds, there was nothing left," facing the Ranger's doubts, Theresa shook her head and explained. "They are not bad by nature and know how to be grateful, and the important thing is that I heard about their history and experiences, and they are also victims of demons..." At this moment, she seemed to realize that the same logo as Tyrioferding on his shoulders represented his true identity, so he approached Wenleza and whispered. "It's a pity that I am not your Paladin, and I can't soothe their hearts with the holy light."

"So that's true." Wen Leisa nodded as if she had completely changed her own deep-rooted understanding of orcs.

For me, I still want to hear their movements more. You must know that the orcs will definitely make some big moves when they gather together again.

"What are Orgrim's plans?" I asked directly, and she became straightforward.

"He asked me to come this time to let me convey this message to you that he wanted to build his own country... a country that advocates shamanism as before." Teresa replied, as if she was embarrassed as a representative of orcs, but we didn't care about it at all, but discussed our opinions with her like friends.

"It's hard. Although they are located in the remote east, this is Lordaeron's territory after all, and it's not too far from Quel'thalas." Jaina couldn't help but shook her head and sighed, as if it was difficult for her to see it, and Ronin also thought so, "If I would choose the south of Stormwind, where there is sparsely populated."

"I don't think so. Going to the south requires passing through the Rapids and the two dwarves' kingdoms. Such a march is tantamount to suicide... Orgrim has his own plans." I also expressed my own opinion, but his ideas were different from them. Because I seemed to think of the tribe chief's idea. "The orcs who joined him must have told the news that the orcs in the south were about to rebellion. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress them to establish their own regime."

"But will Quel'thalas allow it?"

"It should be." I dragged my mouth and guessed, "The elves should also know that if those in Stormwind City don't want to deal with it, then those in Lordaeron's realm will not take the initiative to attack."

“How to say it?”

"This time the emerging orc tribe could not threaten the entire Great Six. They should have believed that their existence in our territory is the best way to weaken our strength. After all, such a tribe can handle it only by Lordaeron."

"I see."

Hearing this, Wen Leisa sighed deeply. As an elf, she was really embarrassed by this situation. Seeing her disappointed look, Jaina snuggled up with her and then changed the topic.

"By the way, Tyrioferdin, you didn't promise him that his son Tyran would be given to Uther."

"Yes, let them go to the Archbishop together tomorrow, and then use Ronin's invisibility to bring Tyriofordin in." I held my hand on the mage consultant who helped me, and then turned to another person. "By the way, Teresa, you go together tomorrow."

"kindness.

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"Okay, that's the decision." I gave Jaina a look, so she continued.

"It's getting late, Teresa, go back with me. I think my father will definitely be surprised by your appearance."

"Of course if you look like an elf, it's even more..." I took it for granted and said to Jaina, but before I finished speaking, everyone's eyes were wrong, especially Wen Lesa stared at me with a strange look, perhaps wondering if I was fantasizing about something again, and Jaina was too. Obviously she didn't want his father and the elf to be promoted again. Yes, I almost told her about her other half-elves sister. At this moment, when I didn't speak for a long time, I was covered by Teresa's mouth and smiled. Maybe she would think Jaina was angry at me thinking of Sylvanas.

The three girls each had their own ideas. All of these things were watched by Luo Ning, but this confidant who knew the truth seemed to have no intention of explaining it to me, but cooperated with their suspicion... and expressed seriousness to me.

"I think I will take care of Your Highness and go back to rest in person." Ronin assured Wenleza. It was not until now that I thought of a reality. This guy still took Wenleza to the highest position, unlike Manac and others. Forget it, it was nothing. I followed his opinion, said goodbye to them and teleported me to my room.

I thought he would take me with me and talk to him about my plans. Since he threw me here directly, he could only wait until tomorrow to go to Tirioffin. Thinking of this, I lay on the bed and waited for tomorrow to come.

But tomorrow, I have forgotten what I want to explain to Luo Ning.

The next morning after finishing dressing, we followed You Qing's team toward the Archbishop step by step. Compared to usual, the four of us who were granted the title rode on the same line as the king this time, which was indeed a great honor for Manac. But when it comes to the king, there was still something that surprised me.

I remember that my father invited all the human kings to participate in the banquet this time and received a response, but this time I did not see gray-haired figure. Although he came to Lordaeron first and then to the Archbishop, he was halfway through the journey, which was a fork in the road with Gilness, and he did not hear any news about someone coming over them. Even when he arrived at the destination, he only saw the flag of the Rapids Castle.

Perhaps, everyone also ignored the appearance of this selfish king like the war with orcs back then, and they didn't care. But when we walked into the social venue in the compound, he appeared, talking about something with Garen, the new king of Rapids Castle.

I have heard about this King of Rapids. He also followed the legacy of not loving talk in previous years, but now he actually smiled with gray hair like the wind. However, when he saw us appear, they stopped continuing, instead changing to a rather hypocritical smile, and walked towards us like an old friend and hugged us, asking about our well-being.

Yes, this is politics. Although it is right and wrong, it is a must-do. And with the music of fine wine and the banquet that can move around at will, there is really nothing that allows kings to communicate freely in a neutral area. The focus of my attention is naturally the topic of conversation between these kings.

At the beginning, I still had great questions about the two kings, Gray and Galen. I thought they were just a simple social engagement between them, but now they were quite consistent in many code words, and even cooperated very well, as if they often met. This made me wonder. You must know that these two countries were completely separated by our Lordaeron on the ground, and they were worried that Curtilas' gray temples would definitely not choose to go around the sea. This caused the two countries to have natural geographical obstacles in exchanges.

‘It seems that the existence of Lordaeron made these two countries unconsciously enter.’ I thought so, but I still didn’t think of any way to get these two kings so close, which made me feel strange.

However, I didn't care about this detail. Gradually, as they talked further, the news of the reappearance of the orcs from the Black Stone Mountain in Storm City became everyone's words

At the center of the question, the selfish guy Grayside has won the support of Rapids Castle, and let us Lordaeron pay for the attack on Black Rock Mountain. I can even feel my father's disappointment. Yes, he was disappointed when Rapids Castle became so irresponsible.

Perhaps everything has changed since Danas' death. I sighed like this, and the image of that powerful and unconventional powerful warrior was once again reflected in my mind.

But it's not just bad news for me, because I believe that if the orcs in Stormwind's territory were not interested, I think they would leave it to the northeast of Lordaeron, and maybe they thought that the stronger the guys, the better, might be, because this would give Thrall, the newly born regime, time to survive.

I thought so, but at this moment I seemed to feel a feeling of being peeped, just like seeing Kel Thuzad when I went to Dalaran for the first time. But the difference from that time was that I had already allowed the Holy Light to resist this level of peeping.

Yes, he was a mage who used the mind-sighting technique. My subconscious mind made me realize something. So I turned to observe the surroundings. So soon, not far behind gray hair, there was a guy wearing a black mage robe with his mouth covering his face. After he realized that his magic was discovered, he became a little nervous. Then he looked around, changed his mood, and then pretended to return to peace.

At this time, I thought of a key message. This time, King Gilnis did not come to carriages, so there must be a mage help. Maybe not only that, he must also play a role in helping gray-haired moves instantly. For example, when visiting Rapids Castle, he did not use carriages. Moreover, such long-distance teleportation must be a great mage at the level of Kerry Tom, and it would be impossible to be wrong.

But I have seen those six guys, and they are not him, but his expression of nervousness at me has been betrayed that he is just peeping into my brain, which is absolutely true.

‘Is it a newcomer? Or is it a black dragon transformation?’ Just as I was wondering, Antonio came and walked towards several kings. After some necessary greetings, the man actually walked forward and started a close conversation with Antonio.

I breathed a sigh of relief at this, because it means that he should be from Dalaran, a human with a black dragon incarnation that would not be possible under the monitoring of Crassus. If he was just a human, then I would need to know this mage, so before the conference began, I would walk towards both of them in the name of approaching Dalaran's leader.

Just as I stepped forward, Jaina beside me seemed to have the same feeling as me, so I asked unconsciously.

"Is he casting a spell to peek?"

“It won’t be wrong.”

Jaina nodded to me and walked forward with her.

“Master Antonio.”

"Oh, His Highness Alsace and Jaina, I think you must have had a good time."

"Of course."

Jaina replied respectfully, then looked at the masked man beside him seriously. This unconsciously made the masked man feel like he wanted to leave, and I grabbed him when he turned around and left, which surprised Antonio and made the masked mage feel even more nervous.

"This is?"

"He uses the mind-sighting technique on such occasions." I explained to Antonio, and at the same time he also looked at the masked mage seriously, which surprised Antonio, as if he couldn't believe that he would do such a thing.

"Seeing the mind?"

"You know him, I want to know his true identity." I asked with a stern voice, and then I heard the voice that had always made me disgusted.

"He is my mage consultant, Arugao." At this time, gray-haired gradually walked towards me and explained to me calmly and puzzledly. I wanted to question a few words, but when I heard his name, I let go of his hand like an electric shock and was stunned by it.

This name was familiar for a moment. Yes, he must be an extraordinary character, but he really couldn't think of any information about him. It was not the time to be confused.

It was me who immediately returned to my peace, and to outsiders, I seemed to be just shocked by the voice of King Gilness. Fortunately, everyone was not sure about my true thoughts.

"What's wrong with you? Alsace?"

"Nothing," I said, pulling Jaina, signaling her not to say anything, and instead asking her warmly like an ordinary politician. "I just feel confused, why is he covering his face?"

"That was disfigured by the blood demon Tyron when the Orc's Death Knight was stealing the artifact." Arugao shook his head and sighed, then bowed to us to admit his mistakes. "I apologize for my behavior just now, and I promise not to use similar magic."

"Okay, let's forget what happened just now."

I happily accepted his apology, then exchanged greetings with Gray Antonio for a while, and left with Jaina.

Gianna complained indignantly that I let the mage go easily, but for me, that's enough. I was thinking that although Arugao served Gilness, I didn't feel any evil in him. This means that he should be a normal character, and he is honest and honest. I think it should not harm the alliance, but it's enough to do this.

I was thinking like this at this moment, hoping that I would not have a deviation from his understanding, I hope.

Note: This Tyran is the son of Tirioffin, not Alextasa's first spouse
Chapter completed!