In the meeting hall of Stormwind Keep, Bolvar had a frosty look on his face - he had almost never smiled since Varian disappeared. The massive suppression and purges in recent days have made this Grand Duke of Stormwind City Even more prestigious.
But judging from the faces of the nobles, congressmen and Bolvar present, their talks were definitely not "smooth".
"This is the last time I repeat, I will find Varian's whereabouts at all costs," Bolvar's iron fist hit the solid wood round table hard, and the heavy wooden table vibrated slightly, making the ambassadors aware of it. Bovar's suppressed anger came to him, "If you don't want to help, I won't make any demands, but if I find that someone dares to hinder this matter, those guillotines that execute heretics are the only place for that fool to go!"
After blasting a group of useless people out of Stormwind Keep, Bolvar's face became increasingly serious. He vaguely felt that these nobles and councilors were hiding something from him. Even if it wasn't the truth related to Varian's disappearance, they might have done it. Doing other shameful things.
This made Bolvar even more angry, because when he was sweeping away the heretics, he discovered that many powerful people had more or less colluded with them, or purchased weird magic items, potions, and scrolls from those cult organizations. Or they are simply the sponsors of various activities of the other party, so the guillotine in Stormwind City has been splattered with the blood of many dignitaries recently.
But doing these things alone will not help in finding Varian's whereabouts. Bolvar can only deal with the affairs in the kingdom first and try to reduce the impact of their king's absence.
"Uncle Bolvar."
Just as Bolvar was meditating, a slightly childish voice came, causing him to look up - Anduin, wearing a gorgeous formal suit and holding the King's Scepter, which symbolizes the highest power of Stormwind City, was standing not far away.
Bolvar came to the little prince's side, changed his angry look, and asked gently, "What's the matter, Anduin?"
"Is there any new news about my father?" Anduin's eyes held some hope, hoping to get some good news from Bolvar.
Anduin's question made Bolvar pause in his words. He paused for a few seconds before sighing, "No... not yet, Anduin, but I have sent Shore to investigate this matter. I believe you will soon." I can see your father."
"……I see."
Although he had anticipated Bolvar's reply, Anduin could not help but show disappointment - not disappointment with Bolvar, but simply disappointment when hope failed.
Seeing Anduin's disappointed expression, Bolvar wanted to express some words of comfort, but he searched for a long time and could not think of any good words to enlighten the prince. In the end, he still stood beside him like a log, unable to leave. , not even if you don’t leave.
It was Anduin who first noticed that his gaffe caused trouble to Bolvar, "Sorry, Uncle Bolvar, I'm not blaming you, it's just that I miss my father too much... It's time for me to leave, Uncle Bolvar."
Watching Anduin leave, Bolvar patted his forehead with some remorse, and fell back on the chair in the meeting hall in frustration. Anduin's intention of not blaming him at all made him even more frustrated. I feel sorry for the young prince.
Unfortunately, there has been no news about Varian's whereabouts yet. Even if Shore and MI7 are almost fully mobilized, given the vastness of Azeroth, it will be at least a week before we can get any useful information. .
Although Bolvar was not able to accept this result and left Varian's life and death unconcerned for such a long time, this was indeed the limit of what Shore and the others could do.
All we can hope for now is miracles, but doesn't this make people feel even more desperate?
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Late at night, Anduin sat alone on the swing in the fortress garden. He held the ropes on both sides of the swing with both hands, but no one pushed him up from behind, and there was no laughter from the father and son.
The separation came so quickly that no one even reacted. The king of Stormwind City and his father disappeared over the vast sea without any news.
After hearing the news that his father was missing, Anduin felt like he was struck by lightning, but fortunately, Queen Tiffin was still there. When he felt that his mother was suppressing her inner uneasiness and trying to comfort him, Anduin remembered his father's teachings. ——Be a strong person at all times.
So in this late night garden, in a silent place, Anduin began to "help" his father in his own way. He began to pray, praying to the Holy Light, just as his "godfather" Arthas had taught him Feel the deep connection between the Holy Light and yourself, and it will respond to you.
Anduin had tried many times before, but each time the Holy Light gave him a faint and vague revelation, and then was immediately covered by darkness. But he was stubborn and tried again and again, and surprisingly, every time he tried with all his heart, Praying and listening, Anduin could hear more sounds and see more pictures. Until today, when the worry and love for his father gathered in his heart, a miracle finally occurred.
A large ship - the flagship of Stormwind's envoy fleet, the ship that carried his father.
Then, Anduin's eyes were shrouded in white fog. From a strange perspective, he saw the fleet sailing on the sea shrouded in white fog.
Then he heard a few unreal whispers, so he tried harder to hear the words clearly, and soon he recognized that one of them was his father's voice.
"What happened? What's going on with this sudden fog?" Varian spoke quickly, and it was clear that he was already aware of the strangeness of this white fog.
"I'm not sure, Your Majesty, there shouldn't be such weather in the waters near Theramore. Our route has been confirmed many times, and this kind of foggy weather has never appeared on our route." The captain's voice sounded very serious. Nervous, after all, with such low visibility, even if there is no danger of monsters in the sea, it would be absolutely terrifying if the ship deviates and runs aground or is stranded.
"Contact the fleet behind, tighten the formation, slow down the speed, and be alert to any possible dangers."
Varian immediately ordered the herald beside him. There was obviously something strange about the sudden appearance of the white mist, and they must deal with it carefully.
However, soon, the herald who was supposed to contact other ships quickly returned to Varian and said something quickly in his ear. Varian's face immediately darkened, and his eyes were like wolves and falcons. His eyes were fixed on the white fog ahead, as if he wanted to see through the fog.
Anduin, who was concentrating attentively, also heard the herald's whisper, "The communication crystal used for contact has failed, and the observers cannot see the masts of other ships. We seem to be isolated in this heavy fog."
After taking a deep breath, Varian gave the last instruction, "Adjust the mast and sails and don't deviate from the course."
The sounds and images stopped abruptly, but the revelation that Anduin received did not disappear. His perspective quickly raised and zoomed out, as if looking down from the sky, and saw what was behind the heavy fog——
An endless continent that he had never seen in any geography textbook!
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