Although Velen was the leader of the Draenei, he relied too much on the prophecies of the Holy Light, and his overall perspective and strategic thinking were far inferior to Maraad's.
Velen looked quite surprised, but deliberately remained defiant, saying:
"Impossible. You must believe in Thrall and Vol'jin, especially Thrall the Savior. He is so kind and benevolent. I have never seen such a noble being, even more noble and pure than the immaculate Naaru. I believe he is the World Soul of Azeroth. As long as Thrall is here, the Horde will not do such a thing."
Maraad did not argue with Velen about Thrall's morality. "But King Varian will not trust the Orcs, and a true king will not entrust the safety of his nation to the mercy of his enemies."
Velen thought for a while and said, "I don't think Varian is very smart."
"But Varian has many wise and resourceful advisors around him," Maraad calmly analyzed. "If you explain the logic, unless King Varian's head has been trampled by a hundred Kodos, he won't do such a foolish thing."
Velen said unhappily:
"Maraad, remember this: Draenei have hooves too. Now go to Stormwind City and stomp on Varian's head, making him dig a graveyard for the Kingdom of Stormwind."
"What good will it do us if the Alliance fails?" Maraad asked.
Velen said nonchalantly, "At worst, we'll join the Horde and become food for the Orcs."
Maraad sighed, "Alright, I understand. I'll take care of deceiving that fool Varian. Let him toll the death knell for Kingdom of Stormwind."
Garrard Maraad came to visit. Although Varian despised Velen from the bottom of his heart, the Draenei were allies after all, so Varian received Maraad with great displeasure.
"King Varian, Stormwind City is in grave danger," Maraad declared alarmistly from the outset.
Varian waved his hand impatiently. "Are the Draenei short of food again? I'm sorry, Kingdom of Stormwind has a poor harvest this year and can't provide any extra food."
"No, Your King, I mean the Blasted Lands, the Dark Portal."
Varian said with a slightly more serious tone, "The Dark Portal is safe."
Maraad declared loudly, "The Horde is restless. If they join forces with Garrosh's Iron Horde, what will become of the Alliance?"
Varian was initially surprised, but then shook his head and stubbornly stated, "The Horde wouldn't do that."
Maraad said solemnly:
"If the Alliance refuses to join forces with the Horde, the Horde will inevitably ally with Garrosh's Iron Horde in order to preserve its strength. Your King, you should know very well that the Horde alone cannot fight Garrosh. Although Thrall and Vol'jin hate Garrosh, they are more afraid of death."
Varian lowered his head, deep in thought, feeling his mind reeling. "As long as we hold the Blasted Lands, or simply destroy the Dark Portal, the Iron Horde won't be able to get through."
Maraad shook his head. "Actually, the Iron Horde has another option: a vulnerable spot in space that was once attacked by the Focusing Iris."
"You mean Theramore?" Varian's face darkened. "Damn it, that stupid Jaina is a persistent ghost; even in death, she's still serving the Horde."
After pondering for a long time, Varian still insisted, "I don't believe the Horde would cooperate with Garrosh to open the Dark Portal."
Maraad remarked:
"King Majesty, as Draenei, I understand the Horde. The Horde is deeply influenced by Orcs culture and has no sense of belonging to Azeroth. For the Horde, which has grown up in a wild way, Draenor World is more suitable for them. Outland is in a state of semi-destruction, and even though Thrall longs for his homeland, he is unwilling to go back and suffer."
"Things are different now. A brand new Draenor lies before us, with the scent of our homeland. Once Garrosh is defeated, Thrall will be Warlords of Draenor. Your King should understand by now that Thrall is very willing to cooperate with the Iron Horde to open the Dark Portal; it's like coming home."
Varian was deeply moved, and after a long while, he murmured:
"SI:7 sent intelligence earlier that the Horde leaders have been very active, seemingly related to the Dark Portal. Now that you mention it, I understand."
Maraad stepped forward. "Therefore, there is only one path before the Alliance: cooperate with the Horde to open the Dark Portal, join forces to destroy Garrosh's Iron Horde, and if all goes well, Thrall will lead the Orcs, and even the entire Horde, into Draenor. From then on, the Alliance and the Horde will each occupy two worlds, and true peace will arrive."
Varian was convinced and nodded repeatedly, when suddenly a discordant voice rang out:
"This is utterly absurd, Your King! Don't listen to this Draenei's nonsense. If you actually believe his lies, Stormwind City will truly be in grave danger."
Maraad turned around angrily and found a young guard standing there.
"Who are you? You have no right to speak here."
The guard said, "I am Major Shanmiusen, responsible for King Majesty's safety and ensuring that those who harm or deceive the King are punished."
Maraad took a few steps forward, suddenly unfastened the Hammer of the Naaru, and squinted as he said:
"I smell something unusual. So that's it, you're an Evil Faceless Ones."
Shanmiusen didn't seem to care, just smiled faintly, and Varian also remained calm.
Maraad was somewhat confused, and exclaimed, "Your King, I can testify that he is the Faceless Ones. Under the Holy Light, no Evil can hide."
Varian chuckled easily. "Power itself has no inherent good or Evil; the fault lies only with the wielder. Major Shanmiusen is utterly loyal to me. Last time, an ill-mannered old man broke into Stormwind Keep, Shanmiusen felt guilty for failing to protect me, so he deliberately tainted himself with the power of the Faceless Ones."
The old man was none other than the Prophet Velen, Maraad secretly realized that something was wrong.
Varian continued, "Shanmiusen, state your reasons."
Shanmiusen said solemnly, "Your King, Vol'jin and Thrall are so cunning and treacherous. If the Dark Portal is truly opened, what if they don't contribute? Or they might cause trouble. The Dark Portal is very close to Darkshire, and then there's Elwynn Forest. Once the Iron Horde invades Azeroth, we will have to repeat the crisis of Stormwind City's destruction."
Varian fell into thought again.
All of this was within Maraad's expectations, and he asked with a smile:
"Indeed, young man, you make a good point. We cannot place our hopes on Vol'jin and Thrall's mercy, but these conflicts are not insurmountable. For example, we can appoint a highly respected figure to restrain the behavior of the Alliance and the Horde, and all problems can be easily solved."
Shanmiusen asked curiously, "Does such a person exist? You don't mean the Savior Thrall, do you?"
Maraad faces Varian:
"Thrall fears Guardian Medivh the most. Medivh's disciple, Khadgar, is willing to participate. Your King, what else could you possibly worry about?"
Shanmiusen also took a step forward:
"King Majesty, we are all aware of the relationship between Thrall and Medivh. When Stormwind City fell to the Orcs, Garona, the murderer of King Llane, remained at large. I think everyone understands why."
Garona was Medivh's lover, and they are said to have had a son, the famous Med'an.
Varian wavered again. "Shanmiusen, what do you think we should do?"
Shanmiusen said gravely, "While Orgrimmar is vulnerable, let's wage war against the Horde and eliminate Horde once and for all."