"You just need to know that this will do no harm to the Trollbane family."

The two people hurried through the palace. Prince Garin noticed that the entire palace servants had disappeared, replaced by fully armed royal guards. This must have been something big.

When he walked to the front of the King's Hall, Prince Galin heard his father's hearty laughter, which surprised him. The next moment, Danas opened the door himself, and Galin also saw the figure sitting opposite the king.

He looked very old, with a bald spot on the top of his head, but he sat upright on the chair. Even when he was meeting the king, he was still wearing a set of red armor. It was not ceremonial armor, but

A true battlefield heavy armor, he held a dark red heavy sword engraved with a dragon head in his left hand, but the guards did not collect the weapon!

This proves that... the identity of the visitor is definitely higher than his! He is enough to be on an equal footing with his father.

"Marshal! Prince Garin is here!"

The supreme commander of the entire Kingdom of Stromgard, Danaus Trollbane, the most famous battlefield warrior in the entire alliance, acted like a herald at this moment, leaning towards the old man in front of him with respect.

salute.

Prince Jialin was completely stunned.

As far as he knew, there were only a handful of people in the entire alliance who could be called marshals, and there was only one person who could be so respected by Danas.

"Look who's here, the next generation of the Trollbane family, little Garin. I taught you how to ride a horse when you were a kid."

The old man turned around, and his resolute face made Galin immediately take a few steps forward subconsciously, and nodded slightly with respect:

"Long time no see! Marshal Lothar!"

"Um."

Lothar shrugged. He looked back at Thoras Trollbane, who had a sick look on his face but managed to come out to see him. A trace of worry flashed in the old king's eyes, but the next moment, he was determined.

nodded.

"Garin Trollbane, my most outstanding son, the future king of the Kingdom of Stromgard, he is ready! Just like thousands of years ago, my ancestors were always loyal to Emperor Thoradin.

, now, as long as Arathor's bloodline issues a call, Trollbane's descendants will definitely be the first to obey!"

Lothar's face was also very solemn. He stood up and said to Solas:

"Then I will also fulfill my promise. After retrieving the sword of my ancestors, I will formally hand over the Kingdom of Stromgard to the rule of the Trollbane family in front of the King's Council. The humiliation you have suffered in the past should be deserved.

It is over, and the misunderstanding should be cleared up, especially in this dangerous moment."

The old king breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slowly. Lothar turned around and looked at Garin Trollbane behind him. He reached out and patted Garin on the shoulder and asked in a deep voice:

"Then Garin Trollbane, are you willing to go to dangerous places with me to prove your courage, and work with me to retrieve the last token left by my ancestor, Emperor Thoradin?"

"I..."

Prince Jialin hesitated. He raised his head. Both his father and his cousin looked at him with a stern look. This made Jialin understand a lot. He gritted his teeth and put his fist on his chest:

"I do!"

"Very good, then the Kingdom of Stormwind and the Kingdom of Stromgard are already on my side, and you will join me in rebuilding the human empire in the future!"
Chapter completed!