Yet the moment Faol left the hall, a fierce argument erupted throughout the Royal Palace.
"Your Majesty, we must not let these heretics off lightly."
"Indeed! Indeed! These heretics are a grave threat to the kingdom. If the distinction between high and low disappears, how will Your Majesty govern this vast kingdom?"
"We should send the kingdom's elite troops against these wicked heathens and put them on the gallows to restore order."
The endless stream of suggestions turned the great hall of the Royal Palace into a chaotic marketplace, and the clamor gave Menethil II a splitting headache.
"Enough! Quiet, everyone! Suppressing a rebellion is no small matter. A large-scale civil war among humans is not something Lordaeron can bear alone. We should inform the Kirin Tor in Dalaran and have the Seven Kingdoms face this together.
"If we can resolve this through negotiation, I imagine none of you would wish to resort to war. After all, an uprising on this scale is unprecedented among humans. Surely those who call themselves World Guardians will not stand idly by! With pressure from the Seven Kingdoms and the powerful mages of the Kirin Tor, we can keep all losses to a minimum."
Hearing the king's words, the nobles began to calm down. A war that swept across the entire kingdom would put considerable pressure on them as well. The thought of losing another great sum of gold if war broke out made their hearts ache. Now that the king had a better solution, they naturally had no objections.
"Your Majesty is wise!" The nobles bowed one after another.
"But whom will Your Majesty send?" one puzzled noble asked.
"Let Jaina go! She happens to be Archmage Anthony's student," Menethil II replied after a moment's thought. He had a feeling that a series