A New Kind of Bomb

"Smack!"

Varian slammed the intelligence report onto the table. His brows furrowed tightly together. After thinking for a long while, he let out a heavy sigh.

"Prepare a ship. I'm going to Gilneas."

"What? No, absolutely not!"

"That's right, Your Majesty. You can't put yourself in danger! Orcs are a bunch of dishonorable, faithless, shameless scoundrels. Going to Gilneas in person would be like walking into a tiger's den!"

The moment Varian voiced his plan, everyone immediately objected. Though Genn, the former King of Gilneas, had been brought to the Kingdom of Stormwind by his son, his heart had never changed. He stubbornly believed that he had been betrayed. So when he saw his son opposing Varian's journey north, Genn immediately stepped forward and declared his wholehearted support.

"Father! You're putting King Varian in danger!"

"King Genn, that's highly inappropriate!"

"King Genn! The Kingdom of Stormwind took you in out of kindness, and this is how you repay us?!"

"What did you say?!"

Genn had already been unhappy with his son, and now people from the Kingdom of Stormwind were holding their kindness over him. His anger shot to its peak. But Genn was no fool. Rather than get into a direct argument with his opponents, he turned his gaze straight to Varian.

"Varian, I'm supporting your journey north not for the sordid reasons they imagine. On the contrary, I made this decision after considering what's best for you. What the Kingdom of Stormwind needs right now isn't war, but peace. Only peace can bring prosperity. And after the Scourge ravaged the north, so many northerners fled south. Doesn't the Kingdom of Stormwind need time to absorb all these refugees?

"The refugees still yearn for their homeland. If the Kingdom of Stormwind doesn't treat them well and instead keeps waging