Old Chen had been traveling and adventuring since he was young. Before returning to his hometown, he hadn't experienced the baptism of his little niece, so how could he have experience taking care of children?
Especially since these two were Galen's children, he was filled with admiration for his great lord.
"Don't... don't! Little ones, look, that one over there is also a bear! Go play with her!"
Misha, who had been quietly lying by the flowerbed after entering the garden, rolled her eyes at Old Chen, then turned her body away from the pandaren to express her disdain for Old Chen's attempt to shift the blame.
Galen chuckled at this scene, letting Legolas and Arathor make a fuss.
That was a pandaren!
In his previous life, Galen never had the chance to pet a giant panda. Now, he couldn't possibly treat a legendary-tier pandaren brewmaster as a pet to be petted, so he'd let Legolas and Arathor fulfill his dream.
Of Galen's two children, Arathor was strong and sturdy, while Legolas was more agile. At a young age, Galen could already see the paths they would take in the future.
But they were still young, and Galen wouldn't ruin their beautiful childhood by throwing young children into training camps like Danath.
"Well done, Lirath! You have passed the test of the Ancient Tree, proving that you are a skilled ranger. You will be qualified to possess an artifact, just like the members of the Windrunner family!"
Galen gave Lirath a big hug, feeling a different kind of temperament from his little brother-in-law.
If he had the temperament of a high elf noble before, then the unrestrained aura had disappeared, replaced by bravery.
Galen was very satisfied. Facing four cunning demon lords alone, without relying on animal companions, was a difficult and dangerous process. Moreover, Lirath didn't know that someone was secretly protecting him, so he might have given up if he didn't have some resilience.
Lirath handed Galen the ancient rune staff on his back, which was emitting energy: "Brother-in-law, when will we start forging the artifact!"
Galen took the staff, felt the energy within, and it was indeed abundant, but compared to the branches of Nordrassil, it was far inferior.
"Don't rush. The black dragon's sinew is readily available, but this staff still needs some processing. Like Wrath of the Stars, I need to soak it in the waters of the Sunwell."
Galen's Well of Eternity water was top secret. Following the principle of 'the less trouble, the better,' he chose to use the Sunwell as a cover. Anyway, Lirath, the silly boy, wouldn't understand.
But since Lirath happened to be back, he would forge this artifact in the Throne of Heroes to show the strength of the Throne of Heroes to the forces of Azeroth.
Time passed quickly, and Galen's invitation letters received a response. Almost everyone who was invited said they would arrive on time.
Stromgarde, the core area of the new city of Faldir, had a huge military fortress built here. Galen directly designated it as the East Continent Branch of the Throne of Heroes.
The entire fortress where the Throne of Heroes was located was almost overflowing with people, and those who could enter the fortress were either of noble status or extremely powerful.
Here, you could see members of the Menethil royal family, the Proudmoore royal family, the Prestor royal family, the Wrynn royal family, and the Greymane royal family, priests of the Holy Light Church of Lordaeron, high-ranking knights of the Silver Hand Knights and the Templar Knights, archmages of Dalaran, high elves of Quel'Thalas, envoys of Suramar, druids of the Cenarion Circle, members of the dwarven Council of Three Hammers, gnomish master craftsmen, the Duke of Ravenholdt Manor, several great warlocks of the Dark Council, tauren of Highmountain and Thunder Bluff, and almost all the forces that had alliances with Galen had arrived from their secluded states.
"Damn it, I actually saw several evils lurking in the darkness."
Turalyon sat in the corner, grabbing Danath as he passed by.
"What is Galen doing, allowing those warlocks who use fel energy to come in? It's a good thing Uther isn't here, or he'd probably purify those evils on the spot."
Danath slapped Turalyon's hand away, explaining, "Open your mind, Turalyon. You are a bishop now. Galen said that as long as they don't use fel energy to wreak havoc in Azeroth, they can even become a force to help us fight against the Burning Legion."
"Besides, Uther hasn't become that extreme even after experiencing the Scourge! When he comes back from Northrend later, see how I tell him you were making fun of him!"
Turalyon looked shocked: "Uther will also come? Is what Galen said true, that this so-called Throne of Heroes was really founded by Emperor Thoradin? I saw the Emperor's soul. Didn't it dissipate after the battle of Tyr's Tomb??"
"No, Galen said that Emperor Thoradin's spirit has been attached to Strom'kar, the Warbreaker, until recently when he received help from the titan watchers, reshaping the spirit body, allowing him to reappear."
That's a lie...
As a member of the Trollbane family, Danath was informed of part of Galen's plan in advance.
This Emperor Thoradin and the Throne of Heroes are Galen's tools to rule the Alliance. After all, with the ancestor in charge, who would dare to disobey?
People recruit the Countess of the Red Moon to persuade people with virtue. Your ancestor was beaten by me, your grandfather was beaten by me, and Thoradin is even more awesome. I am your ancestor directly.
"The Alliance... is going to change."
Turalyon finally sighed: "I knew this day would come."
After speaking, the new bishop of the Holy Light Church looked at the location of the Lordaeron royal family. Queen Calia was accompanied by two children. One was Misthill Saar. Anar'el, said to be a collateral relative of the royal family, but the name is too undisguised, those who understand will understand.
But this is not what gives Turalyon a headache. Misthill Saar. Anar'el is the good soul that Galen separated from Arthas, which the old ministers of Lordaeron know, and he cannot have the right of inheritance.
What really gives Turalyon a headache is the little girl that Her Majesty the Queen is holding!
She is the princess born by Her Majesty the Queen after ten months of pregnancy!
Princess Artoria!
Uther, Mograine, Abidis, and other old ministers don't know who Princess Artoria's biological father is. After all, Galen and Calia don't have much intersection in the first place.
But Turalyon knows!
After all, he was in charge of the defense of Hope Town at the time, and he knew a little about the thoughts of the then Grand Princess. The woman chasing the man is not a layer of yarn, Turalyon does not quite believe in Galen's character who married two Windrunners at once!
Galen!
You deserve to die!
Turalyon gritted his teeth!
Now, Turalyon only hoped that Galen knew of the existence of Princess Alleria, so that in the future, in addition to his own kingdom of Stromgarde, he would also favor Lordaeron.
How could Galen not know of the existence of the little princess of Lordaeron?
If he didn't know, the little princess wouldn't be named Alleria.
Even when he first received the news, he made a point of paying attention to Vashj's recent situation, lest she also give him a little siren offspring...
Later, Galen proposed to make his relationship with Calia public, so that Alleria would have a complete family, but Queen Calia refused. Galen could disregard the political impact of this matter, but Calia could not. The Minethil family was not like Thoras in Stromgarde, where one word was law.
Therefore, for various reasons, Alleria's background was concealed. In fact, she was Legolas and Arathol's half-sister.
Turalyon's dejectedness puzzled Danath. The joys and sorrows of paladins were not the same.
"Uther is back. Let's go."
Danath noticed the entrance of the fortress. There, the Lightbringer had arrived from the Northlands, covered in dust. He pulled Turalyon to meet him.
Galen saw that all parties had arrived one after another in the inner hall and said to the figures beside him, "Your Majesty Thoradin, Your Majesty Anasterian, it's your turn to take the stage!"
"Galen, the Arathor Empire is a thing of the past. I am no longer the Emperor of the Empire. I am now just your follower. Just call me by my name."
"That's right, Galen."
Thoradin and Anasterian's bodies were no longer the semi-transparent heroic spirit form, but a bronze body flashing with lightning!
This was the body that Galen had remade, imitating Odin's method of creating the Valarjar.
However, unlike the Valarjar body that Odin forged with pure metal and lightning from the sky, Thoradin's body was even more perfect.
Odin's Halls of Valor was actually a side hall of Ulduar. Helya used powerful magic to seal Odin's stronghold within it, and then fully lifted this area from the ground and supported it to the top of the clouds.
Speaking of which, Odin's level of making Valarjar warriors was not as good as that of Ulduar now.
After all...
Odin was just the chief administrator, the commander-in-chief in charge of military affairs. This was not as convenient as the other guardians united.
Azeroth's earth power, Freya's life power, Mimiron's creation power, Thorim's storm and thunder, plus the existence of the Forge of Wills, could allow the martial souls of the Throne of Heroes to not be limited to the body of warriors, only able to use physical attacks, but also able to use spells, allowing the martial souls to have more possibilities.
"Emperor, we can discuss the issue of address later. Now, let's get down to business!"
"As you wish, Highlord!"
Galen signaled Thoradin and Anasterian to go first, and he followed them into the hall.
The originally noisy hall became silent at this moment!
"Ancestor! It's really the ancestor!"
Anduin Lothar, whose beard was already gray, rushed to the front as soon as possible, followed closely by his son Varian.
"Father?"
Kael'thas's gaze was attracted by the figure behind Thoradin. Wasn't that Anasterian!
"Is this the surprise Galen told me about..."
In addition to Lothar and Kael'thas, the others in the hall also looked at Thoradin and Anasterian who entered the hall with surprise.
As everyone knows, Thoradin and Anasterian were two kings who inherited the throne in about the same era, but in terms of human lifespan, Thoradin had died three thousand years ago.
The previous Sun King of the High Elves, Anasterian, was killed by Arthas in the battle against the Scourge to protect Silvermoon City.
Unexpectedly, I saw two legendary figures who had died here today.
Thoradin and Anasterian comforted the old Lothar and Kael'thas, and then motioned them to retreat.
The two of them looked at each other, and the former Sun King indicated that the dominance was on Thoradin.
The ancient emperor cleared his throat and spoke.
"Everyone, warriors of Azeroth, I know you are curious as to why I have been resurrected after so many years of death."
"Today, everyone present will come into contact with the deepest secret of Azeroth, that is, the existence of the Azeroth World-Soul!"
"World-Soul?"
"What is that!"
Those present were all top figures in Azeroth, and they could be considered well-informed, but they had never heard of the World-Soul proposed by Thoradin, so they looked blank. Only the night elf druids and draenei showed expressions of sudden realization.
"You have all heard the legends of the Titans, and the demon king of the Burning Legion is a fallen bronze titan!"
"The World-Soul is the nascent state of the Titans. She is conceived inside the planet until she matures. And inside Azeroth, there is a World-Soul being conceived, and it is still the one with the most outstanding potential."
"This is also the reason why the Void Lords and the Burning Legion want to destroy Azeroth!"
This shocking news came from Thoradin's mouth, stunning everyone present.
Titans, ah, they are true gods, omniscient and omnipotent beings in this universe!
And the planet under their feet is conceiving one.
Thoradin gave the audience enough time to react, and then said: "The meaning of the establishment of the Throne of Heroes is to protect Azeroth, to protect the planet under our feet, and to protect our home!"
"For Azeroth, for the Alliance!"
Lothar and Kael'thas played the role of supporting the scene very well, without Galen even having to take action.
Seeing this situation, Thoradin signaled Anasterian to continue: "The Throne of Heroes hopes to be able to send a team of Stormforged warriors to assist from the sidelines during the future war."
"In addition to fighting, they will also select those incomparably brave warriors on the battlefield, and guide them into the Throne of Heroes after they die in battle. Thunder and storm will give them new bodies, just like His Majesty Thoradin and I!"
Thoradin and Anasterian pulled open the cloaks behind them, showing their steel-like bodies to everyone!
Joining the Throne of Heroes is equivalent to having a second destiny. For a time, many people were a little tempted, and even wanted to follow Thoradin and Anasterian on the spot.
"Your Majesties, if we join the Throne of Heroes, will our will be bound?"
Finally, someone took the bait. At this time, Galen stepped forward and said, "The Throne of Heroes is the spokesperson of the Azeroth World-Soul. As a mother, she will not forcibly control the will of her children. Everyone, your souls are free!"