King Varian Anduin. If he died in Shadowmoon Valley, the House Wrynn would lose its heir, and the royal line of the Kingdom of Stormwind would be broken.
No one could guarantee what crazy things King Varian, grieving the loss of his son, might do.
The massive ship that was about to destroy the Karabor Temple was drawing closer, and Yrel had to make a decision immediately; she didn't have much time left.
"Fire," Yrel calmly gave the order.
"What?"
Robbie thought she would hesitate, but he didn't expect her to make a decision so quickly.
"Don't you need to think about it a little longer?" Robbie asked in surprise.
As the large ship, laden with explosives, slowly approached, Yrel remained unfazed, her expression unchanged.
"There's nothing to consider. If King Varian seeks revenge on the Draenei, then let's perish together and wait for the Iron Horde to wipe us out one by one."
Boom! Boom!
Hundreds of cannons roared in unison, their fire engulfing the large ship carrying the Prince.
"The Draenei have really opened fire." Prince Anduin looked incredulous.
"It seems some people aren't afraid of the House Wrynn's power." Med'an smiled sinisterly.
"My father's lesson to the Draenei wasn't enough. Perhaps the destruction of Embaari Village Yrel's tragic death will make them realize their place—a lowly group of Draenei."
A purple Magic Shield protected the ship. Med'an's magic was needed to maintain the Magic Shield, preventing the ship from continuing its journey. The ship, loaded with explosives, floated silently on the sea.
"It's time to let the Draenei know the might of our House Wrynn." Anduin gazed at the sky filled with the roar of cannon fire, each shell slamming into the Magic Shield and creating ripples. His eyes were filled with hatred. "The Alliance's valiant soldiers will show the Draenei what happens when you offend the Prince of Stormwind City."
"Is that so, Prince Highness? I remember you were almost torn to pieces and eaten by an Orcs, and he's still alive and well." An Orcs emerged from the cabin. He had been hiding there for a long time. Hearing the voice, Anduin turned around sharply and recognized the Orcs who had brought him breakfast.
"What was the name of that Orcs almost killed you? Garrosh, the former Warchief. Horde he hadn't offended Thrall, the Savior, and hadn't been having an affair with Agna, bringing about his own destruction, your father would probably have made peace with him." This Orcs was Experiment 335, possessing the body of a terminally ill Iron Horde soldier.
"Damn it, who are you?"
Anduin sensed that this Orcs was unusual. It was impossible for a soldier of the Iron Horde to know so much, especially about Thrall's secrets and the emotional entanglement between Agna and Garrosh. Not many people knew the truth.
"Who I am is unimportant; what matters most is you. Don't you understand, Prince Anduin?" Experiment 335 sighed. "Foolish Prince, the Iron Horde's goal is to kill you here. Humans are always blinded by greed, unable to see the obvious conspiracy."
Anduin unmoved. He had already considered all possibilities and was willing to take the risk for that powerful force. Besides, he had made thorough preparations and was certain he would not die here.
"You're wrong. I won't die here. It's the Draenei of Shadowmoon Valley who will be wiped out. They dared to fire at me and challenge the esteemed House Wrynn. They'll be destroyed by the Alliance. The House Wrynn will never let their enemies go unpunished," Anduin said solemnly.
"The House Wrynn, the cowardly bullies?" Experiment 335 sneered. "The Orcs killed your grandfather, drove your father from his homeland, and destroyed Kingdom of Stormwind with their own hands. Now those executioners are in Orgrimmar, mocking the House Wrynn's incompetence and cowardice. What can you do about it, you cowardly Prince Anduin?"
"Shut up! I will not allow you to insult the great House Wrynn!" Anduin roared.
"Heh!" Experiment 335's sarcasm deepened.
"Prince Anduin, don't forget, the succession of the Stormwind City monarchy relies solely on the support of the Guardians and the scraps handed out by Medivh. The House Wrynn is nothing more than Guardian Medivh's lackeys; you will never become the masters."
"You damned Orcs!" Anduin rage, but he dared not confront the Orcs, for he was a member of the Iron Horde, and Commander Volka had been watching them closely.
The cannons continued to roar, but at a much lower frequency, just enough to prevent Med'an from drawing on his mana to propel the ship forward.
At this point, the competition is whether the Draenei's cannonballs will run out first, or whether Med'an's magic will dry up first.
Med'an remained calm and composed as he withstood the barrage of fire. He was very confident in his magical reserves and still had the strength to Anduin: "Prince Highness, don't listen to this Orcs's nonsense. With me here, how could anything happen to you? Who could kill you under my protection?"
Experiment 335 laughed and said, "What if it were you who wanted to kill His Highness the Prince?"
Anduin hearing this and his expression turned wary.
Meanwhile, the Iron Horde launched a massive offensive, increasing the pressure on the Draenei. Robbie knew the extent of their ammunition reserves, and the situation was extremely dire for the Draenei.
Vanessa stared at the large ship laden with gunpowder under the cover of cannon fire, and at Prince Anduin arguing with the Orcs. Turning to Robbie, her eyes sparkling, she asked, "Do you have a way to break that Magic Shield?"
Robbie carefully examined the Magic Shield enveloping the large ship. This shield was erected by Med'an single-handedly, and naturally, it couldn't compare to the shield of Silvermoon City, which relied on the Sunwell for magical power.
"Breaking the impossible is easy for us," Robbie nodded confidently.
"Okay, come aboard with me." Vanessa smiled radiantly.
"Get on the boat, wait, are we swimming across?" Robbie asked, puzzled.
Vanessa smiled dismissively and said, "Our Brotherhood many Murloc."
"Then what do we do?" Robbie asked in surprise. "Kill Prince Anduin?"
Vanessa's beautiful eyes flashed with cold light Anduin made a mistake. He is a noble Prince and shouldn't have put himself in danger. King Varian only has one son. If he were captured by our Brotherhood, I have ways to control him. This is a rare opportunity, and Med'an alone cannot protect him."
Robbie felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. What kind of behavior was this? But he had to admit that this opportunity was incredibly rare and extremely tempting. Controlling Prince Anduin was tantamount to controlling the entire Alliance.
Most importantly, Medivh will certainly not stand idly by; he can be lured out.
Robbie and Vanessa took an Underwater Breathing potion and used Holy Light to create a smooth bubble.
A large group of Murloc were dragging him along at high speed underwater. To be honest, it was a very unpleasant feeling. Robbie felt dizzy and disoriented.
Beneath the large ship laden with explosives, Vanessa handed Robbie a Hearthstone, a one-time consumable item to ensure their safe retreat.
Using his abilities in Point, Line, and Planes, Robbie found the weak point in the shield and, together with Vanessa, passed through it and boarded the large ship filled with explosives.
Med'an shuddered; he sensed the anomaly in the protective barrier and said to the wary Prince Anduin:
"My old friend, I have some bad news for you. Someone has broken through my Magic Shield and boarded the ship. Wait, something's not right. Strange, why is it an Orcs?"
"I don't need you to remind me, I've already spotted the enemy." Anduin's tone was unfriendly.
Robbie, now disguised as Orcs, appeared before the two carrying a giant axe.
"Leonardo Brutalaxe greets you, Prince Anduin. You will become my prisoner. For your safety, the Kingdom of Stormwind must submit to me, and I will be crowned king."