Seeing all this, Tyrel beside him let out a sigh of relief. The Alliance jury clearly had no desire to put Lord Tirion Fordring of Hearthglen on trial.
Then, as long as Lord Tirion Fordring of Hearthglen relented and shifted the blame onto that Orc, everything would be resolved.
But was Lord Tirion Fordring of Hearthglen really willing to do that?
Tirion Fordring raised his head and happened to see the Silver Hand banner hanging on the chapel wall.
Tirion Fordring recalled the innocent question his beloved son Taelan Fordring had asked when he was seven: "Father, are all Orcs bad people?"
"Race does not determine honor. People should not rashly pass judgment on those different from themselves." That had been Lord Tirion Fordring of Hearthglen's answer at the time.
Now, this noble Paladin would set an example for his son through his own words and deeds, in the name of a father. He straightened his back and recounted the entire incident.
Tirion Fordring described the matter in immense detail, overlooking not a single detail. He did not subjectively defend himself in the slightest, but gave an entirely objective account of everything that had happened.
Everyone was deeply moved, whether by the noble character of the Orc named Eitrigg or by Lord Tirion's integrity.
Tyrel knew that this was his mentor—the man who had not cared about his identity as a High Elf prince and had taught him everything he knew. A true Paladin.
He understood that his mentor would not conceal anything or compromise. Tirion would bear all the responsibility and judgment that belonged to him, without complaint or regret.
Arthas beside him was equally moved. He sighed. "Lord Tirion is a true Paladin. His conduct and spirit deserve the respect of us all."
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