A soldier guarding the gate brought over an iron spear, Experiment 335, holding the spear with both hands, forcefully thrust it towards the city gate.
The rotten city gate immediately broke open with a large hole, and countless termites crawled out; the inside had long been hollowed out.
"Is this how you Theramore defend against the Horde's attacks?" Experiment 335 roared.
Archmage Tervosh patiently explained, "Lady Jaina is a great mage."
"What does this have to do with Lady Jaina being Archmage?" Experiment 335, puzzled.
Archmage Tervosh raised his eyebrows smugly and said with exaggerated intonation, "Every time the Horde attacks, Lady Jaina casts a spell to freeze the city gates, ensuring the Horde can't get in."
"Asshole!"
Experiment 335 cursed, knowing full well that something was wrong, but unsure how to explain himself.
Robbie shook his head inwardly after hearing this. Although the strong in this world have the power to turn the tide of battle, one should never underestimate the role of ordinary soldiers.
In a real battle, when the opposing side also has equally powerful fighters, Archmage like Jaina can actually have a very limited impact. Jaina can freeze the city gates with Frost magic, so couldn't Thrall use Flame magic to break through?
Experiment 335 wanted to climb the city wall for a look, but was stopped by Archmage Tervosh.
"The walls of Theramore were built in just three days, so..."
Archmage Tervosh, his pride tinged with other emotions, warily surveyed the crumbling city walls.
"This was built by summoning Earth Elementals, an area that Jaina is not skilled in, so the walls are not very sturdy. A section of them collapsed before, killing many soldiers."
Such a poorly constructed city wall, it was practically a perfunctory effort, Experiment 335 sighed, exchanging a glance with Robbie.
Reality is always so cruel, sending chills down your spine. Theramore, which was thought to be a jewel of Kalimdor, turned out to be a rotten fish eye.
"This is not Lady Jaina's fault! Kingdom of Stormwind should be held responsible!" Archmage Tervosh loudly defended Jaina.
"We, the people from Lordaeron and other places, fled to Theramore with virtually nothing. We asked Stormwind City for help, but received no assistance whatsoever. It's all Black Dragon Princess 'Onyxia fault."
Experiment 335 didn't know how to answer; after all, he wasn't the real King Varian.
Fortunately, Robbie had done some research, and stepped forward, shouting:
"You have no idea what's going on, Archmage. Theramore has received help from Stormwind City at least twice. The first time, we sent three ships carrying building materials left over from the construction of Stormwind City, but the ships were hijacked by Orcs before they even reached the dock and headed straight for Orgrimmar. We suspect someone secretly tipped off the Horde."
"The second time, we sent warships to protect the transport ships, but unfortunately, the building materials only stayed at the dock for one night and disappeared at dawn. A few days later, SI:7 discovered the materials in Orgrimmar. Who could transport the materials from several ships away in one night? Only Lady Jaina in Theramore could do it. From then on, Theramore never received support from Kingdom of Stormwind again."
When Jaina led the people of many Alliance nations on a westward migration to Kalimdor and settled in Dustwallow Marsh, the Black Dragon Princess saw this as an excellent opportunity—a thorn in the side of the Orcs —and thus strongly supported Jaina.
Unfortunately, Jaina went too far, causing the Black Dragon Princess to completely lose faith in her.
Archmage Tervosh was taken aback; he was indeed not very familiar with political affairs. After a long pause, he gave a forceful explanation:
"This is what should be done, this is great wisdom. Lady Jaina truly deserves to be the great ruler of Theramore. Theramore's greatest defense is not these walls, but peace with the Horde. The Alliance should spare no effort to help the Horde; only in this way can true peace be achieved."
"Don't you know that Lordaeron was destroyed by the Orcs?" Robbie questioned.
"I know, but the Horde now are different from before. They have become friendly and civilized, full of kindness and love." Archmage Tervosh remained stubborn, seemingly forgetting the Orcs' barbaric cannibalistic customs.
"Well, when Theramore is destroyed, or you get eaten by the Orcs, hopefully they'll be more civilized," Robbie could only say. Some people's ideas are so deeply ingrained that they won't change until they die.
That evening, inside Theramore Castle, Jaina personally hosted Robbie and the others, while the former Guardian, Aegwynn, dressed in a low-key black robe, quietly accompanied them from below.
"Your King, I am so sorry, I had some official business to attend to and thus neglected our distinguished guests." Jaina apologized for her hasty departure during the day, then said, "Is Archmage Tervosh satisfied with your hospitality?"
"Aside from his liking to be eaten by Orcs, there's nothing else to it," Experiment 335 replied humorously.
Jaina smiled slightly and said calmly and naturally:
"I don't think there's anything wrong with the Orcs eat. One day we'll all become food. Rather than letting some insects eat our bodies, it's better to be eaten by Orcs. Peace between us and the Horde is urgent. On this point, the Tauren are very enlightened. They believe that being eaten by Orcs is a great honor."
Robbie kept a close eye on Aegwynn. From the moment she entered, Robbie recognized this formidable former Guardian. Robbie wasn't afraid of her, after all, Robbie knew her weaknesses perfectly well.
The presence of such a powerful Guardian is a cause for concern; who knows what schemes or plots she might have?
Soon, dish after dish of food was served, and the main course was almost here. Jaina, beaming, introduced the dishes:
"Dustwallow Marsh is a remote place with no notable local specialties, except for some unique Swamp Crocolisk, which are tender, delicious, and have a distinctive flavor. We urge Your King to accept our invitation and not to be shy."
A large crocodile, over thirty meters long, was carried up by dozens of strong soldiers. The crocodile was lifelike and seemed unharmed. Apart from not moving at all, it was as if it were alive and seemed ready to attack at any moment.
Jaina personally took charge of the operation, holding a sharp blade in her hand. She approached the crocodile and introduced it with a smile:
"This is a rare Elite from Dustwallow Marsh, known as the King Terror's Kiss. The Stonemaul Ogres of Brackenwall Village once regarded it as a god. Today, with the arrival of the esteemed King Varian in Theramore, this mage used a clever trick to slay this ferocious beast and then invited a skilled Chef to cook it to entertain the King."
After Jaina finished speaking, she sliced open the crocodile's rock-like skin. This sword was no ordinary weapon; the thick crocodile skin was cut as easily as slicing tofu. Then, a fragrant aroma wafted out. The crocodile's internal flesh was already cooked, but it was not visible from the outside. This was clearly an extremely skillful use of fire magic.
"Great! Excellent! Absolutely fantastic!"
Experiment 335 couldn't help but stand up and clap his hands in praise.
"It's just a trivial skill, nothing to brag about." The usually low-key Aegwynn finally spoke. Experiment 335 didn't recognize her and waited for Jaina to introduce her.
Aegwynn stood up, and with a gentle clench of his withered hand, pulled a complete spine from the crocodile's tail. There wasn't a single strand of meat left on the white bone.
Experiment 335 was stunned; what exquisite skill this was!
Aegwynn shook his long spine and sighed:
"I'm getting old and have developed a fondness for collecting these strange and unusual things. King Majesty, could you please ask your guards to help me transport this spine to the Booty Bay?"