My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Thoras Trollbane's expression was calm now, he bent down, picked up the white tablecloth that had fallen under his feet, and crumpled it in his hands.

"No white gloves, so use a tablecloth instead? Anyway... I accept your challenge. Come on, boy, let's go outside. Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you."

Thoras Trollbane, who was furious, didn't swear any more, he knew that doing so would only make himself more embarrassed-the stinky kid in front of him was not the first person to speak bad words to him, I hope he is destined A tragic end will make later people be more careful.

"I don't think you can do this, Thoras. To be honest, my ancestors, Thoradin the Great gave you the name'Torbane' to let you kill the trolls harder, not right. His descendants are rude, you are too old, Thoras, a guy like you can't survive two rounds in front of the orcs, maybe I should teach you how to fight in the south."

Ma Long snorted coldly-he himself was an outstanding warrior taught by Anduin Lothar, and he learned a variety of Holy Light spells from Alonthos Faor and Benedictus. For a Thoras Trollbane, Malone felt that he might as well hide and go home to sleep.

Anduin Lothar glanced at Malone and didn't say a word—he had no intention of having a fierce conflict with Thoras Trollbane on such an occasion, so he had to bear it in all possible ways; but now the conflict has occurred, Malone has already He spoke rudely to Thoras Trollbane and issued a challenge.

Although Anduin Lothar thought that his nephew was wrong, he knew that instead of blaming Malone for his recklessness, he should support him. It would be a good idea to let these arrogant Yankees look at the spirit of the Stormwind warriors. s Choice.

King Terenas stood up. He could feel that his son Arthas, who was sitting next to him, looked very nervous, and even his breathing became quicker.-Yesterday, at the request of this little guy, Terena King Si promised to take him to attend this imperial meeting.

Prior to this, His Majesty the King of Lordaeron had not anticipated that so many things would happen at this imperial conference. Obviously young Arthas was a little frightened-but King Terenas has no time to estimate his son. , He knew that he had to stop this fight, because once the blood shed, the conflict would escalate into hatred, and by that time, everything would be irreversible.

Even the wise King Terenas did not know how to choose a proper method to prevent this intensified conflict. Fortunately, he was not the only one who realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Enough, Malone, enough."

An old and loud voice resounded through the study of King Terenas, and an old man in frugal clothes walked in front of the crowd and gently knocked the floor under his feet with the scepter in his hand-Archbishop Alonso Si Fao finally spoke.

"Teacher Fao."

Malone took a step back and lowered his head slightly to show respect-he saw Benedictus standing behind Alonthos Faor from the corner of his eye, shook his head impenetrably at himself.

Malone understood what Benedictus meant-don't speak, and give everything to Alonthos Faor.

"King Thoras, I apologize to you for Malone's recklessness. I will punish him when this imperial meeting is over... But at the same time, Sir Lothar's blood and identity have been confirmed by the church. I hope you can stop questioning."

Alonthos Fao’s eyes swept across the faces of the kings present, and finally stayed on Thoras Trollbane's face—the old man’s voice was peaceful and soft, but With a certain irreversible power-that is the majesty of the Holy Light.

"Archbishop Faor, I have no intention of refuting your words, but...I still don't believe that Thoradin has descendants in this world, because..."

Thoras Trollbane also slightly curbed his arrogant attitude in front of Archbishop Alonthos Faor, but he still refused to let go of Anduin Lothar's blood.

"Are you questioning me, King Thoras? Question me, Alonthos Faor, what the 324th Archbishop of the Church of the Light said? You and your Stromgarde, think Do you want to challenge the justice of the Holy Light?"

It seems that Alonthos Faor did not seem to talk so well. He did not hesitate to interrupt Thoras Trollbane’s confession, and yelled at this Stowe in a nearly harsh tone. His Majesty the King of the Mgad Kingdom.

"No, I didn't mean that..."

Thoras Trollbane replied subconsciously-as said before, no one dared to question the justice of the church on this continent, because this justice was established by hundreds of church members over thousands of years. Built with hard work, sweat, and perhaps blood, even if he is arrogant like Thoras Trollbane, he does not have the courage to challenge.

"Very good, so this topic ends here... King Terenas, I think you can continue to preside over your meeting."

Alonthos Faor nodded in satisfaction. He stopped looking at Thoras Trollbane’s rather ugly face, and instead spoke to King Terenas gently—as if the intense rhetoric had never been before. It's not from his mouth.

"As you wish, Archbishop Faor... Then everyone, now we can discuss how many troops each kingdom should send to this war that will come at any time, and give it to... Lord Lothar from Stormwind. , Against the orcs who invaded the territory of our allies."

King Terenas responded with the same gentle smile to Alonthos Faor, and the difference was that his tone was a little bit more rejoicing-even though the archbishop's exhortation was quite scary. ... But after all, Thoras didn't really fight Anduin? Lothar's reckless nephew, did he?(To be continued.)

Extra 35

The conflict between the Lothar family and Thoras Trollbane was just a small episode in the Imperial Conference. Alonthos Faw’s mediation allowed the Imperial Conference to proceed smoothly. In the end, the Kings confirmed The number of troops sent by each kingdom and the distribution of the corresponding military expenses.

Thoras Trollbane left the study of King Terenas early. Before leaving, he glared at Anduin Lothar, and returned to the corner of Malone who was sitting-- He knew that the name of the opponent's "Emperor Thoradin" was a potential threat to his kingdom and throne, but without an alliance, he could only let it go.

Malone and Varian Wrynn followed Anduin Lothar out of King Terenas's study. On the way back to their residence, Varian Wrynn looked extremely excited.

"What's wrong with you, Varian, did you eat the wrong thing?"

Ma Long finally couldn't restrain the doubt in his heart, and asked in a low voice.

"Of course not, it's just... Malone, you are so... awesome! Now I think of that King Thoras's face is funny... Malone, why are you so courageous?"

Varian Wrynn replied excitedly.

"It has nothing to do with courage, Varian... Actually, I'm not quite sure of defeating Thoras in a duel, but... At that time, either me or you, there must always be someone standing up and saying Those words."

Malone shook his head and said to Varian Wrynn.

"why?"

Varian Wrynn asked suspiciously.

"Don't talk about these things here, go back and talk about it."

Anduin Lothar stopped. He looked around. Only the two ends of the promenade were guarded by the Royal Guards of Lordaeron, but he still cautiously interrupted the conversation between the two young men.

"Well, I see, Uncle Anduin... Let's go, Varian, if you really want to know why... I'll tell you when I go back."

Malone nodded, and said to Varian Wrynn who was blank.

"Okay. Okay... by the way, where did the mage Khadgar go?"

Varian Wrynn nodded in surprise, and then asked again.

"Mage Khadgar should have gone back to Dalaran with the Archmage Antonidas. He is one of the mages after all. There must be something to report to other mages... but I believe he will come back. of."

Malone explained to Varian Wrynn as he walked forward.

"Dalaran? Is that the city in the middle of the lake that looks more gorgeous than Stormwind City? It's great... if one day I can also go in and take a look..."

Varian Wrynn showed longing gaze in his eyes, murmured, and then realized that he had been left behind by Anduin Lothar and Malone, and hurriedly chased after him-the environment of Lordaeron Palace Varian Wrynn was unfamiliar, if he was left behind and lost his way.That would be miserable!

...

Varian Wrynn and Malone returned to their guest room in Lordaeron’s palace, together with them was Malone’s uncle Anduin Lothar; the stormwind city marshal inserted his backhand after entering the door I closed the door, then sat down on a chair in the room, and let out a long sigh of relief--even for Anduin Lothar, who was used to seeing the big scenes, the days of running around were slightly different from today. The tense imperial meeting made him feel exhausted.

The only thing that made Anduin Lothar pleased was that even though his nephew was still young, it seemed that he already knew how to share the responsibility of restoring Stormwind for himself.

"You did a great job today, Ma Long, I am glad to see you in your current state."

Anduin Lothar praised his nephew seriously-in the past.Although Ma Long is an excellent soldier, like most soldiers, he doesn't like to use his brains-this troubles Anduin Lothar, because his goal for his nephew is to become a marshal.

A soldier who doesn't like to use his brain can't become a marshal of course, but it seems that after that time he was injured, Malone became smarter-Anduin Lothar thought so, but he soon found his thoughts ridiculous- -More likely, Ma Long has always been smart, but he has overlooked his existence in the past.

"There is always someone to do such a thing, Uncle Anduin. I'm glad to be able to use it."

Ma Long replied with a smile-since he occupied someone else's body and replaced the original owner of this body, at least, do something within his power instead of him.It can be regarded as making up for the guilt in Ma Long's heart.

"Ma Long, Teacher Lothar, what are you talking about?"

Varian Wrynn was confused and complained loudly.

"That's it, Varian... We flew here from Stormwind and asked King Terenas and the other kings to help us take home the garden; although King Terenas agreed to our request. But we must let others The kings of the north know that we have enough ability to talk to them on an equal footing as allies."