Faced with King Varian's question, Robbie slowly shook his head. "I'm sorry, Your King, I cannot answer you."
Varian stared directly at Robbie, then suddenly nodded, a look of understanding dawning on his face:
"You serve the Defias Brotherhood, don't you? The Alliance between the Alliance and the Horde, and my deep friendship with Thrall Savior, threaten the interests of Westfall, which is why you're standing up to stop me from rescuing Thrall."
Don't underestimate the wisdom of a King. Of course, it wasn't that difficult to figure out that Robbie Brotherhood.
Robbie is a human, so by process of elimination, he's definitely not from Twilight's Hammer. Plus, he's very close to Duskwood, so he's most likely a member of the Defias Brotherhood.
Robbie neither denied nor admitted it; he simply sat there quietly.
"The Defias Brotherhood, those damned bricklayers, have ruined my plans!" Varian's face darkened with rage. "You think your cause is Justice? You've ruined my grand scheme! If Westfall were under the Orcs' control, my kingdom would be incredibly secure, and the Black Dragon Princess would have been driven out of Stormwind City long ago."
"If that's the case, you're very likely to become Orcs food, King Varian," Robbie reluctantly warned.
Varian looked at Robbie with disdain, an expression that said, "You simply don't understand," and shook his head, saying:
"You are merely a lowly adventurer; you have no understanding of a King's wisdom. My father once told me: 'It is better to trust a brutal Orcs than to believe the lies of a human.'"
Would you rather give to friendly nations than to your own slaves?
Robbie suddenly remembered this old saying. From the perspective of a commoner like Robbie, it was obviously nonsense, but from the perspective of the House Wrynn, a royal family, it was the true wisdom of a king.
Although it was not easy to understand, Robbie knew very well that as royalty, he must have had exceptional thinking skills.
"Very well, King Varian," Robbie said calmly, looking at King Majesty. "Just as our positions differ, so too do our interests. An alliance with Thrall may serve the interests of the House Wrynn, but it would be a disaster for us common people. Our conflict is irreconcilable."
"Therefore, I do not intend to let you go, Your King."
Brush!
The King's guards drew their weapons and protected King Varian in the center.
Varian was equally confident. Since he had obtained the power of the Wild God, he had not yet had a chance to use it. Like a child who had just received a new toy, he was eager to show it off to his friends. This was the perfect opportunity.
Varian's lips curled into a slight smile as he slowly drew his replica of the High Elf sword, Shalamayne. Gripping the radiant divine sword in both hands, his confidence surged. Varian was even eager to test his skills.
But then, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Robbie also took out a High Elf sword, almost identical to the Varian held.
The guards stared in astonishment at the weapon in Robbie's hand, comparing it to His Majesty the King's weapon. Judging from the craftsmanship, luster, and the magical aura emanating from it, there was no doubt that Robbie's weapon was genuine, while the King's was merely a replica.
Enraged, Varian gripped the Elf sword in both hands, broke through the guards' protective circle, and slashed directly at Robbie.
Unfortunately, His Majesty the King greatly overestimated his own strength.
Varian felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and a beam of Holy Light came straight at him. As if struck by a heavy hammer, he was sent flying backward at an even greater speed, his strong body crashing through the simple window of the wooden house.
Robbie dashed out of the wooden house through the hole in one swift motion. In a flash of light, Robbie was already in the air, grabbed Varian's belt, landed, and took a few quick steps before pinning him to the King's horse and binding him tightly with a rope.
Robbie was too fast. The guards had just rushed out of the cabin when they saw Robbie cut the reins of several horses, causing them to scatter and run away. Robbie chose one of the horses, jumped on, and rode it.
"Go back and tell Jaina and Garona that His King is in my hands. Tell them to search for him in the Green Hills of Stranglethorn Vale. How interesting, a missing envoy."
Having said that, Robbie grabbed the reins of the horse carrying the King, and the two horses reared up and quickly disappeared from sight.
The guards exchanged glances, then gave each other helpless smiles and had no choice but to return to the camp to report to Jaina.
"What?! King Varian has been kidnapped! And the kidnapper is carrying the Elf sword Shalamayne!"
Jaina was so angry she almost fainted. She thought of Theramore, the imposter King Varian, and the utterly repulsive face of Experiment 335. She also understood why Rexxar had disappeared.
"That person must be Robbie Capor. He's very strong and not easy to deal with."
Jaina felt uncertain, and knowing that Robbie had a highly skilled Stealth by his side, she was immediately filled with anxiety.
"Varian was so careless." Garona looked at the worried Jaina, the Half-Orcs revealing a disdainful expression. "Is that Robbie Capor really that good? I think he's all talk and no action."
Jaina raised an eyebrow, somewhat displeased, and said, "Garona, you don't understand Robbie Capor. He's the second-in- Scourge. Back in Stratholme, even Uther the Lightbringer was no match for him. In Theramore, Guardian Aegwynn was wary of him and never openly confronted him."
Garona possessed the typical pride of Orcs, often overestimating her own strength, and dismissively shook her head:
"I know Aegwynn very well; after all, we're practically family. She's been hunting Demons for thousands of years, and she's survived unscathed because she never fights opponents she's not confident in defeat. This has caused her to miss many opportunities to become stronger. As for Uther the Lightbringer, I think he's nothing special. Don't forget your Ogre allies."
Although Jaina learned Aegwynn's steady and reliable character, she harbored deep resentment towards Robbie. The two had never truly fought, their only conflict occurring in Elwynn Forest at the home of Varian's Tauren mistress. At that time, Jaina was hesitant to unleash her full power due to her reservations.
Among the dozen or so Ogre allies Jaina brought in, there were indeed quite a few skilled fighters.
Most of them were nobles of the Gorian Empire. The Orcs rose to power because of the Burning Legion, and the powerful Ogre Empire fell apart. A few powerful Ogre nobles escaped the Orcs' pursuit and went into seclusion in the deep mountains and forests.
Jaina remained hesitant, pacing anxiously back and forth.
"For the great Horde, for the Alliance to become cannon fodder for the Orcs, for humanity to become food for the Orcs, we must rescue Varian. Jaina, you must believe me, I am a Legendary Stealth."
Garona exudes confidence. When Garona transforms into human form, she is a cautious spy, but when she reverts to her Half-Orcs form, she also possesses the arrogance of Orcs.
After pondering for a long time, Garona finally made up her mind.
"Alright, then we'll track Robbie down. When we find him, I'll use teleportation to send my Ogre allies and Varian's elite troops there. I refuse to believe we can't defeat Robbie."
In Stranglethorn Vale, nestled among towering mountains, Robbie struggled along the mountain path, pulling on the reins of two horses.
Varian lay sprawled on the horse's back, the bumpy ride making him feel like his whole body was about to fall apart.
Robbie was in a hurry to get on his way and didn't deliberately torment Varian, which emboldened him. A thought flashed through his mind, and he shouted:
"You despicable adventurer, how dare you kidnap a King! Do you know the dire consequences this will cause? You have no idea how much preparation I've put into today's plan. You've ruined everything."
"Prepare? You just want to save Thrall, don't you?" Robbie asked, staring at the King's tired face.
"No, adventurer, what you see is only the surface. You don't know the truth hidden behind it all. Everything I've done is for humanity, for the Alliance."
Varian swallowed hard, paused, and said:
"I only said that I'd rather believe the brutal Orcs because there were guards around. I was worried about revealing my secrets, so I didn't tell you the truth. All the planning and hidden schemes over the past few days have been for the Alliance."
"The truth, the hidden scheme?" Robbie looked at His Majesty the King suspiciously. "Well, you've successfully piqued my interest. Perhaps I can listen."