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53. Tribute(2/2)

Although privately speaking, the deep hatred between Varian and the orcs is difficult to eliminate. His father died at the hands of the orc assassins, and his country was also invaded by the orcs, but that was the blood debt of the old tribe, and now

, those enemies are already lying in the graves in front of him.

As a warrior, he could not deny the glorious death of the old chiefs of the tribe. The honor of being a warrior made him come here to pay his respects to these heroes. Of course, this was just a matter of time.

One of the purposes of Ryan's trip is that the war between Ashenvale and Felwood has entered its final strangulation period. The scattered demons are not a threat at all, but considering the considerable number of demons, this war is far from the final stage.

The end is still a long way off.

Varian came to Orgrimmar for another reason: to promote the alliance agreement signed between the orcs and humans, especially after the orcs had a new warchief and a new ruling system, they wanted to continue this agreement.

It became urgent to wait.

The cemetery in front of Varian has a strong orcish style. There are only a few simple stone tablets, which are engraved with the lives of the heroes lying here. In front of the stone tablet, there is a ferocious skull, which is the horse's skull.

The bones of Ronos are placed here as a memorial to the glory of the heroes.

Varian stared at the stone tablet in front of him. He seemed to see the scene when these orcs were fighting the terrifying Abyss Lord. He saw their blood-soaked will but unwillingness to give up. This made him couldn't help but reach out his hand.

, holding his wife’s finger, he whispered to Valeela standing beside him:

"Lying here are real heroes. Hatred cannot erase this. Their fight is what I long for, and the glory they have won for themselves also makes me feel envious."

"Our ancestors won our freedom with their blood and sacrifice... They are called heroes, which is a veritable praise. Compared with them, the courage we have is simply not worth mentioning."

A deep voice sounded behind Varian. The king turned around and saw Thrall coming alone. This young orc was wearing black plate armor. The ferocious scars on the armor made him look more like a

A warrior, not a shaman.

The moment he saw Thrall, a smile flashed in Varian's eyes. He pointed at the skull in front of him and said to Thrall:

"I also have this thing. Although it's not as big as yours, it's still a good collection. I was still thinking about what to do with it before, but now it seems that maybe I can make the devil's head into a sculpture or a throne.

, it should be a good choice.”

Thrall blinked and shrugged:

"About the bet between you and Kane, I heard that Kane lost in the end... He was very unconvinced. The old cow has been very irritable these days. He has been emphasizing the reason why he lost to you.

, it’s because you have the advantage of weapons, he said it’s impossible to win with force!”

"But he still lost..."

Varian smiled:

"So, when is he going to come to New Stormwind City to sign the agreement? I can't wait."

"That's the problem between you and Kane. The tauren are allies of the orcs, but we don't interfere in the choice of our companions... Speaking of which, this shouldn't be the only reason you came here this time, right?"

Thrall looked at Varian and said:

"Is there something important?"

Varian nodded, and he wiped his wife's slender waist. The latter nodded, turned around and stepped into the shadows, leaving the space for conversation between his husband and the orc warchief, when there were only two of them.

, the human king lowered his voice and said to Thrall:

"It's Northrend... Our friends, the Ironbeard dwarves, discovered something incredible there..."
Chapter completed!
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