Thrall sat down in front of Anduin, pulled a snow-white arm from his robes, and began to chew on it.
Anduin's expression changed drastically. He recognized the ring on her pale white finger— Jaina's favorite magic ring, one he had never seen her take off.
Thrall grinned, revealing chewed red meat:
"No matter how great or high their status was in life, no matter how beautiful or adored by thousands, after death they are nothing but a pile of rotten flesh. Humans are nothing more than food for Orcs."
Anduin his core, trembling uncontrollably. He could now confirm that Jaina was truly dead.
So what's the deal with Jaina from Dalaran?
Anduin didn't have time to think about any of this. He picked up the cup of cold tea next to him and poured it on his face to force himself to calm down.
Thrall nodded appreciatively. "That coward Velen has confessed everything. Anduin, you have offended the majesty of the Holy Light. Velen is preparing Holy Light Sacrifice and will report your actions to the Holy Light Heaven. You will soon lose your Power of the Holy Light."
Anduin protested, "I am innocent."
Thrall laughed cruelly, "Who knows! Once you lose the Holy Light, you are nothing. Jaina's fate will be yours."
Anduin took a deep breath. "What do you want me to do?"
Thrall put his arms back in his robes. "I like dealing with intelligent people. Kingdom of Stormwind must send Legion to conquer the Mogu. If King Varian is unwilling, then fight until he submits. Even if you kill Varian, it doesn't matter; the Holy Light will never blame you for it."
Anduin gradually calmed down and shook his head, saying, "That's impossible. Azeroth has just experienced a calamity, the Cataclysm. You should know best that Kingdom of Stormwind's harvest this year was extremely poor, almost nothing. The Cult of the Damned has resurfaced and is taking advantage of the situation to spread their influence. They sent food to those ignorant people; they have no integrity whatsoever."
Thrall forced an awkward smile:
"That's your business. As soon as I see the army of Kingdom of Stormwind, I will stop Velen from performing the Holy Light Sacrifice. Prophet Velen has always been obedient to the Orcs."
Anduin lowered his gaze and thought for a long time before saying, "Alright, I'll figure something out."
With Thrall's help, Anduin teleported to Goldshire and checked into the Lion's Pride Inn.
This was Vol'jin's advice; meeting Varian directly was not a wise choice. Although Anduin possessed powerful Power of the Holy Light, it didn't mean he could act with impunity in Stormwind City.
Anduin needs to use his influence to gather intelligence on Stormwind City, ideally winning over some nobles to create a threatening situation against King Varian, and then use his personal strength to deliver the final blow.
It sounds easy, but it's extremely difficult to implement. After all, King Varian was in his prime, and the nobles naturally supported King wholeheartedly. The young Prince's prestige was far from sufficient.
Anduin sent out many letters, but without exception they all disappeared without a trace.
Things are not good. King Varian must already know about Anduin's return and will take action sooner or later.
That evening, Anduin an uninvited guest.
Anduin's dinner, as usual, was a deliciously grilled steak. But when the steak was served, Anduin noticed something was wrong; it looked different than usual.
The innkeeper explained that this was new beef sent by Kalimdor. After the destruction of Theramore, trade Eastern Kingdoms and Kalimdor flourished, with both sides exchanging goods.
Anduin understood. Ever since Jaina entered Dustwallow Marsh and the Orcs settled in Durotar, Jaina had colluded with the Orcs, controlling trade between the two continents. She used Pirate tactics to suppress her competitors, resulting in a severe reduction in trade volume. Even the Goblins had to pay exorbitant protection fees.
With Theramore destroyed, Orgrimmar in chaos, Warchief Garrosh nowhere to be found, merchants have seized the opportunity, and trade has surged. But no one knows how long this prosperity can last.
Anduin savored the beef, his eyes lit up the moment he took a bite. The beef was so delicious that Anduin was moved to tears.
"This is genuine Wagyu beef from Bloodhoof Village." A familiar voice reached Anduin's ears.
A woman with a curvaceous figure sat in front of him, lifted her cloak, and revealed a familiar face.
"Jaina!"
Anduin had seen a ghost.
The woman smiled slightly, "I'm sorry to have startled you. To be honest, I'm not Jaina."
"Who are you? Why are you impersonating Jaina?" Anduin a cold voice.
The woman smiled radiantly, even more beautiful than Jaina's. "Prince Highness, everything I've done is for you!"
"For me?" Anduin completely bewildered.
The woman leaned forward slightly, her breath sweet as orchids. "Prince Anduin, how much do you know about the Peace Dove?"
"The Peace Dove, I know it." Anduin a deep breath. "Why did you bring up the Peace Dove?"
The woman was in high spirits, her pretty face flushed. "The Peace Dove was established by King Terenas with the aim of doing everything he could to help the Orcs rise. With the help of the Order of the Silver Hand, most of the people of Lordaeron were fed to the Orcs. After Thrall smashed King Terenas's head, the successor of the Peace Dove was Jaina."
"Jaina has surpassed her master; countless Alliance soldiers have become food for the Orcs, especially during the Northrend War. The Argent Crusade was a veritable meatpack for the Orcs. Speaking of which, I still can't understand how Kingdom of Stormwind has been able to stand until now, even though more than a million people have become food for the Orcs. Now that Jaina has been eaten by Thrall, the Peace Dove needs a new leader."
Anduin a long while before finally saying, "This location seems very dangerous. Will I also be eaten by the Orcs?"
The woman chuckled, "Man proposes, Prince disposes, Your Highness. The power wielded by the Peace Dove is beyond your imagination. Have you been busy with something important lately?"
Anduin nodded, his voice Justice: "The Mogu have acted wickedly Lei Shen Ji Wudao Goddess has murdered countless Tol'vir and imprisoned the Ancient Guardian Ra-den. As a citizen of Azeroth, I have the responsibility and obligation to destroy the Evil Lei Shen and rescue Ra-den. But my father does not think so."
The woman feigned emotion, wiping her eyes as she said, "Our Prince has finally grown up and understands how to fight for Azeroth. This is a blessing for Kingdom of Stormwind and for Azeroth. These past few days, I've disguised myself as Jaina and worked tirelessly to gather the forces of the Peace Dove. It hasn't been in vain; I can finally entrust him to you with peace of mind."
"Why did you choose me?" Anduin asked.
The woman giggled, "Because you are the Prince of Stormwind City, the future King, the leader of the Alliance. Only you can rightfully hand the Alliance over to the Orcs to devour."
Prince Anduin frowned. "What if I refuse?"
The woman's expression turned cold. "Becoming an accomplice of the jackals, or being eaten by them, doesn't seem like a difficult choice."
Anduin a moment. "I need to think about it."
"No need to consider it." The woman took out a small notebook. "Most of the nobles in Stormwind City are members of the Peace Dove. If you refuse, then this position will belong to King Varian, and King Majesty will soon have a new Prince, while you are destined to be forgotten."
Anduin stood up and demanded, "Who exactly are you?"
The woman's beautiful eyes flashed with a dangerous light:
"I represent a great being that you cannot refuse."