Jaina, who was born human, rose to the pinnacle of power, and thus she looked down on humans.
After all, the Azeroth is full of races. In terms of appearance, lifespan, and talents, humans are not considered an outstanding race. The ancient and exquisitely Elf elves and the elegant Dragons are more sought after than humans.
Jaina's wish is not strange. Among humans, it is normal for nobles to yearn for the beautiful Elves and desire the noble Dragonkin. It is just that only a very few can have their wishes fulfilled.
Helpless, Eitrigg could only resort to his old tricks again, speaking with dramatic intonation, "Jaina, this is all for the sake of saving Azeroth. The Emissary messenger is very fond of you, and you two will rule Theramore together in the future."
"Theramore is mine!" Jaina interrupted Eitrigg again, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws in fury. "No one is worthy to share Theramore with me, not even the Emissary of the Moon Goddess."
Eitrigg had no choice but to shrug and look at the Guardian Aegwynn.
A deep look appeared on Aegwynn's face as he first asked, "Who exactly is the Emissary of the Moon Goddess?"
Eitrigg hurriedly replied, "According to the Legion's intelligence, the Emissary is the noble Emperor Thoradin."
Aegwynn seemed thoughtful after hearing this, while Jaina said sarcastically, "So what if Emperor Thoradin? He may have lived a long time, but can he outlive the Elves? I would never marry a human."
"Jaina," Aegwynn said solemnly, "You must understand, this is all for Azeroth, for protecting this world. Sometimes, personal happiness must be sacrificed."
Jaina was stunned. She had to obey Aegwynn's orders, and asked with a mournful face, "Master, do I really have to marry the Emissary?"
Jaina has always wanted to become Aegwynn's apprentice. If she succeeds, her status as a mage in Azeroth will be greatly elevated, perhaps even surpassing that of her mentor Antonidas.
"If you marry the Emissary, you will be my disciple, I swear," Aegwynn said resolutely.
Everything Jaina has is given to her by Aegwynn and her son. She dares not oppose Aegwynn, and even if Aegwynn makes her marry a Troggs, she has to accept it.
Seeing that Jaina had agreed, Eitrigg breathed a sigh of relief; he could go back and report.
Afterwards, both the Orcs and Theramore were planning a famous wedding, in Jaina would marry the noble Emissary of the Moon Goddess. This news quickly spread throughout Azeroth's high society, and many considered it a perfect union.
But not long after, something happened that completely surprised Archimonde and Thrall.
The Emissary publicly declared that he would never marry a human, as human women were utterly unworthy of his noble status, not even Jaina.
Upon hearing the news, Jaina was both surprised and delighted. She locked herself in the mage tower and didn't come out for several days.
Thrall was stunned when he heard this; he hadn't expected Archimonde's idea to be so unreliable.
That night, Thrall tossed and turned, worried about how to please the Emissary, and finally managed to drift off to sleep.
In his dream, he found himself floating in Void, surrounded by Void on all sides, devoid of any light, only endless darkness.
In this chaotic darkness, a strange phenomenon occurred: Thrall felt as if he were surrounded by invisible shadows, as if they were carefully observing him. This feeling of being watched by countless beings was very unpleasant, but it made the Void less lonely.
"Is anyone there?" Thrall shouted, only to find that his voice couldn't carry at all.
"Tiny reptiles, in the Void, we communicate only through will." A mysterious voice echoed in Thrall's mind. He felt as if he had been seen through, everything exposed to the dark presence.
"Great being, who are you?" Thrall asked nervously.
"You ask who I am? Heh." The voice was laced with mockery, then rose in pitch:
"I existed before the universe was born. I broke the eternal boundary, causing Light and Darkness to collide, triggering the Big Bang, which gave birth to space and matter. You can call me the creator of the universe, the primordial creator. I am the master of the Void, the ruler of the infinite darkness. I have countless consciousnesses and avatars. The Void is me, and I am the Void."
"Are you the great Void Lords?"
Thrall gasped, a surge of joy coursing through him. He never imagined he'd be able to connect with the Void Lords. The Void held countless secrets and possessed terrifying power; this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Time and space are fleeting variables. The universe, in my view, is but a moment of brilliant splendor, while only the Void is eternal. Azeroth is a fascinating world, and I have long been watching it closely. I need a representative to exercise the rights of the Void. Thrall, are you willing to be that representative? Of course, you can refuse."
Thrall could not refuse and hurriedly replied, "I am more than willing, Your Excellency the Void Lords."
"Azeroth is a magnificent world. From this moment forward, you must obey my commands. I created this entire universe; you have no other choice." The voice was filled with majesty, filling Thrall with fear from the depths of his heart.
Thrall quickly replied, "Great Void Lords, it is my honor to serve you."
The voice continued, "I have some followers in Azeroth, and they will contact you soon. I must test your loyalty and your qualifications to become a Void. You must cooperate with them."
Thrall hastily swore an oath, promising to obey the Void Lords's orders.
In Ironforge, Magni opened his eyes, whistled triumphantly, gazed at the Orrery of Azeroth, and lightly swung his Dream-Making Hammer. He had woven a perfect dream, successfully fooling Thrall.
Thrall is a smart man and will eventually discover the flaws in the plan. Fortunately, Magni only needs Thrall's cooperation temporarily. As long as he can successfully please the Emissary and achieve an alliance between the Orcs and the Night Elves, that will be fine.
What does the Emissary need?
Based on his years of experience dealing with humans, Magni analyzed that what the Emissary needed was nothing more than respect and honesty.
Thrall enjoyed delicious Tauren meat and Pandaren meat every day, yet he deceived the Emissary only bread and vegetables. No wonder the Emissary angry.
Thrall and Archimonde didn't know enough about Azeroth; they were both overthinking things.
Magni has his own set of rules to ensure that he will never be exposed.
The next day, Thrall received two secret orders. The origin of the two letters was easy to trace: they came from a senior executive at Venture Company and were written in Ancient Trollish.
Thrall was completely bewildered after reading it; he couldn't understand the Ancient Trollish, but luckily Vol'jin Mastery in it.
Vol'jin read aloud the first secret order:
"Secret order: Thrall Orcs, immediately prepare three hundred Tauren, all young and strong, who have never suffered from any serious illness; and three hundred Pandaren from Pandaria, who must be plump and healthy, to entertain the emissaries of the Moon Goddess Emissary."
Thrall was stunned for a long while after hearing this, then laughed and said, "So, the Emissary only wanted to eat the Tauren and Pandaren. You should have said so earlier."