Enormous Cat's Eye Gems, of a size rarely seen anywhere in the world, were set beside the Magic Crystals, with dark green malachite hanging beneath them. In the Royal Palace Hall, an old man spoke at a measured pace.
"Purifying them with the Holy Light will suffice. We have already confirmed that the plague is a magical effect. That damned Arthas actually did something useful for once." Hearing King Genn's question, Vincent stepped forward and answered.
Rex glanced at Vincent and silently cursed him. You old fox. A moment ago, he had looked utterly indifferent, his mind wandering who knew where, and had not said a word. Now that Rex's father in this life had agreed, he spoke up at once. The plague carried by the refugees from Lordaeron was a minor issue, nothing compared with the trouble they might bring.
Gilneas had an excellent geographical position. Once the Greymane Wall was closed, there was no access from outside. The plague could only enter Gilneas through the wall's gates, so strict screening there would suffice.
"Your Majesty, we need only use the Holy Light on the refugees from Lordaeron entering Gilneas. The plague is dark magic and instinctively rejects the Holy Light. Those who are not infected will suffer no harm from it; on the contrary, they will benefit. Those carrying the plague will react against the Holy Light, making them easy to identify and deal with." Vincent spoke at length, offering one measure after another as though afraid King Genn would worry about the plague. Cunning old fox though he was, Vincent was genuinely capable. He had earned his position through real ability.
Rex listened quietly as Vincent continued. "If Your Majesty is still concerned, we can isolate the refugees from Lordaeron and keep them from coming into contact