Mutual Benefit

"Your Majesty Varian, since we're all here, let's speak frankly. Grimg has told me about how they helped you, but why are you treating your benefactors this way?

"Those Arakkoa are standing in the way of Grimg and us reuniting. In light of the help Grimg and the others gave you, I ask that you stop supporting the Arakkoa, Your Majesty!"

"Great Chieftain Leiluo, I can certainly understand how you feel. But no matter what, Arank Peak Forest is the Arakkoa's homeland. Surely you can't expect them to leave it just so you can reunite?

"Of course, Lord Grimg helped us, and we should repay him. We can have the Arakkoa open a passage so Lord Grimg can go home. What do you think, Great Chieftain Leiluo?"

At Varian's words, Leiluo's eyes narrowed. Of course, the idea of letting Grimg go home was a lie. The Horde's real goal was to reach the Blasted Lands, so the Horde could truly bring the region under its control. With such a bridgehead, if the Alliance and the Horde ever went to war, the Horde would be able to advance or retreat at will, leaving the Alliance helpless.

But the Arakkoa stood between the Horde and the Blasted Lands, turning the Horde's plan into an isolated territory. It was like a chicken rib—tasteless to eat, yet too good to throw away—and had left the Horde in a difficult position.

The war against the Arakkoa couldn't be ended quickly, but the Arakkoa's resources were no match for those of the vast Horde. Their defeat was only a matter of time. Yet now the humans had stuck their noses into the conflict. Even the slowest person could see what the humans were after. By saying this, Varian had made his position clear and dashed the