Mentioning King Varian, the mysterious humanoid creature showed a nostalgic expression. "I still remember that young human King. Years ago, I was passing through Raven Hill when I was accidentally seen by the local residents. Unexpectedly, the next day, Raven Hill became a gathering place for the Undead. You said at the time that King Varian was a wise and shrewd man who knew when to seize the opportunity."
Medivh himself a glass of wine, swirled it gently, and retorted:
"A race can stand firm in this world not by being pragmatic, but by courage and conviction. I still remember those days. Med'an's defeat made me realize that Orcs are not a perfect race. I learned from my experience and lessons in Lordaeron and did not interfere with the rule of Kingdom of Stormwind. I hoped that Varian would raise the banner of revenge against the Orcs, giving me some hope. But what I saw was that without my help, Varian did not know how to manage his people. Kingdom of Stormwind was in chaos, filled with despair and pessimism."
The humanoid creature chuckled, squinted its eyes, and recalled:
"I also remember those chaotic days in Stormwind City, especially when the Orcs escaped from the Internment Camp and, under Thrall's leadership, destroyed the Kingdom of Lordaeron. The people of Kingdom of Stormwind were filled with fear and despair, and they even wanted to surrender to the Orcs. If it weren't for Arthas's unexpected rise to power, the Kingdom of Stormwind would have been devoured by the Orcs long ago."
Speaking of Arthas, Medivh was filled with hatred and gave a displeased snort:
"Both are Princes, yet the difference is enormous. Varian has completely lost his mind, actually going to Theramore to negotiate with the Orcs. Well, negotiations are just a pretext; in reality, it's surrendering to the Orcs, turning humans into Orcs slaves in exchange for Orcs support of House Wrynn's rule. Speaking of which, we should thank the Black Dragon Princess. If she hadn't abducted King Varian on the way, giving him courage in the Arena's life-or-death battle, I would have already rushed to Theramore and personally torn off Varian's head and hung it on the city walls. What I didn't expect was that Varian, in order to curry favor with Thrall, would repay kindness with enmity and kill the Black Dragon Princess Onyxia. What a pity, I had high hopes for that Black Dragon."
The humanoid creature blinked and retorted with a smile, "You can't entirely blame King Varian. The royal lineage of Stormwind City relies on the support of the Guardians. Without the protection of your great tree, the House Wrynn is like a vine without its tree, threatened by the Horde from Horde outside and eyed by powerful ministers from within. Beset by internal and external troubles, it's not unreasonable for them to cede some interests in exchange for temporary peace in order to maintain their rule."
Medivh shrugged and chuckled, "I didn't expect you to speak up for the House Wrynn, my old classmate. It seems you quite enjoy your human identity, Grand Duke Alpha. But unfortunately, I must bring an end to the House Wrynn's rule. The Iron Horde, with its Orcs Corruption by Fel, holds the promise of cultivating the ideal, perfect race."
"Humans are, after all, your own kind." The humanoid Grand Duke Alpha, somewhat puzzled.
"They share a blood bond with you, and even though I destroyed my own world, I ensured the successful survival of my people."
Medivh gazed at the scenery outside the window of Karazhan, where mountains rose like clusters, shrouded in mist:
"Strictly speaking, I no longer belong to humanity; I am a true Lich, Forsaken of Undercity. That is my true race. If I were to truly support anyone, I could only do Sylvanas secretly, hoping she hasn't lost her mind and has become a worthy representative. I divide life into two stages. Humanity is merely the initial stage, like a worm. Humanity transforms into the Forsaken, just like Lich like myself, maintaining immortality. This is the evolution of life, a metamorphosis from cocoon to butterfly, approaching the perfect life form. My old classmate, your initial stage was an earthworm. Would you consider an earthworm your own kind?"
Upon hearing this, Grand Duke Alpha's expression turned slightly displeased. He was very reluctant to mention his predecessor, and after a pause, he asked, "So you want humans to live like earthworms?"
"What's wrong with that?"
Medivh calmly stated, "I've long had a plan. When large-scale group social activities cease, the short lifespan of humanity will become apparent. Knowledge will be difficult to pass on, their brains will gradually degenerate, they will lose magic and Holy Light, their reproductive abilities will increase again, and they will become dedicated to providing materials for the Forsaken."
After listening, Grand Duke Alpha pondered for a long time, then nodded. "A good plan. Cheers to humanity's tragic future."
Medivh raised his glass. "Prince Anduin is about to die at the Karabor Temple. Without the protection of Naaru K'ara, the Draenei are as fragile as paper. King Varian will surely raise the banner of revenge against the Draenei and march on Shadowmoon Valley. Thrall's Horde will join forces with Grom Hellscream's Iron Horde to wipe out the Alliance."
Grand Duke Alpha glanced at the sky. "It should be getting late."
"If all goes well, it should be soon." Medivh turned and looked at the row of candles on the wall.
This is the flame of life; each candle represents the life of a great person.
The two chatted casually, looking at the row of candles, when suddenly, the candle representing Anduin went out.
"It's done!" Medivh exclaimed with delight. "Anduin finally dead."
Duke Alpha asked in confusion, "I remember that the House Wrynn is born with two souls in one body. This candle only represents Prince Anduin in his luminous state, right?"
Medivh nodded. "I don't like Anduin in his shadow form; he's not capable of splitting into two people yet."
Inside the secret laboratory, a mirror-like halo suddenly appeared. This was a long-distance Communication Magic. A woman of unparalleled beauty appeared at the center of the halo, with flowing Lava as her background.
It was a Pride, haughty face, seemingly suppressing its excitement—an extraordinary thirst for magic—that of Medivh's mother, the former Guardian Aegwynn.
Since the destruction of Theramore, the mysterious woman who replaced Jaina has tried to destroy Orgrimmar more than once.
In that era, Medivh harbored fantasies about Garrosh Hellscream and secretly supported his fusion with the Sha of Pride in order to complete some of Medivh's experiments. After the experiments failed, Medivh destroyed Garrosh himself.
To protect the Orcs city that had been painstakingly built and to prevent Garrosh and Thrall from dying, Aegwynn had to reside in Orgrimmar. She established a secret laboratory beneath the Valley of Wisdom, and her long-term research into Shadow power caused the surrounding area to become densely filled with Shadow power, known as the Cleft of Shadow.
Perhaps due to her long life, Aegwynn's personality was somewhat unpredictable. At this moment, she spoke concisely, simply saying, "Med'an is back, Anduin dead, the Iron Horde, and the Karabor Temple is safe and sound."
Upon hearing Medivh was completely taken aback, and it took him a long time to say, "Is it the princess?"
Aegwynn nodded, then extinguished the glow.
"It seems I need to make a trip to the Karabor Temple." Medivh stood up, waved his hand, and a servant brought him his travel attire.
"My old classmate, why do you have to do everything yourself?" Duke Alpha asked.
As Medivh dressed with the help of his servants, he replied, "Although Prince Anduin is dead, I do not believe King Varian would dare to risk offending the Army of the Light and go to war with the Draenei. Therefore, I will personally destroy Naaru K'ara to give King Varian the courage to avenge his son."