Velen rubbed his forehead and said painfully:
"Very well, I never want to see that ferocious beast again, much less be tortured by him. Kairoz, you know the future, can you tell us, what will happen to Azeroth after killing Garrosh? What will become of the Draenei and humans?"
Kairoz blinked and replied:
"After Garrosh's death, Thrall went into seclusion in Outland, where he was quickly killed by assassins sent by Vol'jin. His head was made into a voodoo doll and hung around Vol'jin's neck."
"To consolidate his rule, Vol'jin allied with the Tauren to marginalize the Orcs, leading to food shortages in Orgrimmar. As a result, many Orcs starved to death and were eventually forced to migrate to Outland. Countless Orcs perished along the way, and very few reached Outland. The Darkspear Trolls then occupied Orgrimmar, freeing the Tauren from their food crisis."
"After that, the Alliance and the Horde lived in peace, and the Draenei finally got the stable life they had always wanted. Peace lasted for at least a thousand years. Anduin, you will inherit the throne smoothly, but it will be many years before you do."
"What about Sylvanas and the Forsaken?" Anduin asked.
Kairoz looked at Anduin with a smile:
"You probably won't believe it, but Sylvanas met a benefactor, regained her High Elf body, and became your queen. The Forsaken became history, and the Alliance reclaimed Lordaeron."
Velen's expression shifted. "Sounds good."
Anduin, blushing slightly, nodded. "Although the Queen was somewhat surprised, this is the future I desire."
Kairoz stood up to take his leave, saying as he departed:
"If Garrosh is let go, many people in Azeroth will die. I don't know when things went wrong, the future became uncertain, everything was out of control. Some people will die, and some people will gain tremendous opportunities and no longer be ordinary."
After Kairoz left, both Velen and Anduin fell into deep thought.
Velen's expression was complex as he spoke in a low, nostalgic tone, "Anduin, do you know why I didn't side with Sargeras? I led the Draenei on their arduous journey through the stars."
"Because the Burning Legion is Evil," Anduin- of-factly.
Velen shook his head with a cold laugh:
"There is only a struggle for survival among civilizations in the universe; there is no such thing as Justice or Evil. The Eredar joined the Burning Legion, leaping from an advanced civilization to one of the pinnacle civilizations in the universe, achieving their own Transcendence. Anyone would see this as the best choice."
Anduin taken aback. Without a doubt, Velen was a wise man. Although some of his ideas were difficult to understand, his depth of thought was different from that of ordinary people.
Velen slowly said, "The reason I refused Sargeras and led the Draenei to wander the stars was to pursue our own uncertainty. Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, from the day they joined the Burning Legion, their future was already sealed, and it will not change until they die on the battlefield."
Anduin, and from Velen's words, he saw an immense ambition that made the stars tremble.
Velen's voice was filled with excitement:
Look at this boundless universe, how many secrets it holds.
"Back then, as one of the three leaders of Argus Planet, I thought the Eredar were the strongest beings in the stars, until Sargeras arrived and showed us the vastness of the universe."
"Titans larger than planets, terrifying creatures hidden in the depths of the Void, even galaxy-sized behemoths—these incredible ancient beings—and we are but insignificant specks of dust. Kil'jaeden and Archimonde see the future of the Eredar, while I see my own boundless potential and an uncertain future."
Anduin a deep breath. "You're not content with mediocrity."
Velen nodded. "The Draenei have wandered for countless years. We've encountered many wonderful planets, far from the Burning Legion, where we can live a peaceful life."
Then, Velen gave a sly smile:
"No matter how the Draenei hide and erase their past, the Burning Legion can always find us. The Draenei leadership suspects there are traitors among us, but unfortunately, they haven't been able to find them."
Anduin, sensing something amiss, exclaimed in surprise, "It was you who secretly informed the Burning Legion?"
Velen smiled and said, "I've given so much, how could I be content with stability?"
Anduin began to understand why Velen could stand by and watch the Draenei be slaughtered by the Orcs.
Velen continued, "..."
"During my wanderings, I came into contact with the forces of the Holy Light, made contact with the Shadowlands, witnessed the mystery of the Ethereal, and marveled at the greatness of mechanical civilization."
"But there is only one thing that truly moves me: Elune, the only True God in the ancient universe. Azeroth is my opportunity for personal Transcendence, and countless opportunities await me. For this, I have meticulously planned and orchestrated the Burning Legion's manipulation of the Orcs and the slaughter of the Draenei, all in order to enter Azeroth and become a member of this world."
Anduin closed his eyes. "So you've made up your mind to let Garrosh go."
Velen chuckled and said:
"Don't you want to? Human lifespan is so short, turning to dust after a hundred years. Besides, one human has succeeded, the messenger of the Elune. Don't you want to live forever like him and come into contact with a different level of power?"
"I want to, I dream about it." Anduin's smile gradually twisted.
Velen breathed a sigh of relief:
"Anduin, you haven't disappointed me. Only by letting Garrosh go will our future become uncertain, full of opportunities and challenges."
The trial of Garrosh continued the following day, and Kairoz proposed that Velen and Anduin court, and that Garrosh be allowed to defend himself.
The leaders of the Alliance and the Horde agreed; after countless days of wasted words, everyone was weary and wanted to hear something different.
After Velen and Anduin appeared in court, Wrathion voluntarily lifted the Holy Light seal on them. Velen was in good spirits and showed no signs of having suffered torture, which surprised everyone.
Before Velen could begin his speech, Vol'jin, who was well-prepared, asked targeted questions:
"Prophet Velen, the Draenei have wandered the stars for countless years, all thanks to the Burning Legion. If the one being judged is Kil'jaeden, would you declare him innocent?"
Velen was immediately speechless; the words of forgiveness and pardon that he had prepared beforehand suddenly vanished from his lips.
The cunning Velen's eyes darted around, and he said in a measured tone:
"Not all wanderers have lost themselves. The Holy Light guides our way forward. If the Holy Light tells me that Kil'jaeden is forgivable, then I will declare him innocent."
Vol'jin stated bluntly, "Therefore, your judgment on Garrosh depends on the attitude of the Holy Light, even if he has committed unforgivable war crimes."
Velen opened his arms and said, "The guidance of the Holy Light is above all else."
Vol'jin scoffed, "Including the Draenei being slaughtered by the Orcs?"
Velen squinted and replied, "That's right."
Vol'jin felt defeated; he was not mature enough in the face of the cunning and shrewd Velen.
"Then let's hear the Holy Light's verdict on Garrosh," Vol'jin said helplessly.
Unexpectedly, Velen glanced at everyone present and announced loudly:
"The Holy Light believes that Garrosh Hellscream, the Horde Warchief, is guilty."