Greymane pulled his collar up as high as possible. The movement tugged at his wound, making his shoulder feel as if it were burning, causing him to gasp!
"Lord Godfrey! I… I'm here!"
Thus, the King returned to the palace and immediately summoned his royal apothecary.
Fortunately, the apothecary had begun researching potions to suppress the curse years ago, but was still perfecting them.
Greymane didn't care about all that and immediately gave himself a dose. Luckily, the effect was pretty good!
Galen was already getting bored watching this. This old wolf wasn't about to die, so why was he reviewing his less-than-glorious life as if it were a revolving lantern?
So Galen stopped eavesdropping intently and began to meditate, leaving only a small part of his consciousness to focus on the dream.
The dream continued to unfold. Greymane saw Belysra, the mysterious night elf priestess who appeared before him, warning him of the impending danger.
He could see his son proudly leading the Northern Expeditionary Force and fighting the werewolves in Silverpine Forest.
When things were going well, Greymane's dreams became bright and cheerful, but things didn't go as planned. Soon, his royal apothecary disappeared, and his werewolf curse couldn't be suppressed. It erupted again and bit a guard who was delivering medicine!
The wheels of fate turned once more!
Greymane woke up.
He blinked, seeing a wooden ceiling. The sunlight shining in through the window made him feel dizzy.
Actually, this was because he was weak and had lost too much blood.
Greymane closed his eyes again and took a deep breath.
He was still alive.
He tried to sit up, but the pain forced him to lie back down on the bed.
"You're awake? Old Greymane?"
Galen leaned over, allowing Greymane to see him.
"It's you? Galen! You saved me!"
"That's right, Old Greymane."
From Galen's way of addressing him, Greymane sensed a degree of familiarity, because as an older generation, Galen addressed Daelin, Llane, Lothar, and others as uncle.
Greymane struggled to get up, and Galen reached out to support him by the shoulder: "Let me help you, Old Greymane. You went through a fierce battle last night and lost a lot of blood, but Krennan says you'll recover soon."
Greymane's eyes suddenly widened!
Krennan was here?
Then wasn't this where the so-called Lyral had taken him?
Greymane stared at Galen, trying to read something from his expression: "Old Greymane doesn't need you or anyone else's help to get out of bed, Galen Thol'been, High King of the Alliance! I can still do this."
With that, he braced himself and stood up, enduring a wave of excruciating pain that washed over him.
Galen smiled inwardly at his painful expression. He was just trying to save face.
"I know what you're thinking, Old Greymane. I'm not with the master here."
That's a lie.
"I just happened to come to this Windbreak Village after saving you. You should know about it. It's an important town in southern Gilneas. I thought your people would treat you, but it turned out to be a night elf."
Galen was getting better and better at lying through his teeth.
"You should know that I have fought side by side with the great leader Galen Ravencrest of the night elves many times and have formed a deep friendship with him. For my sake, Lyral agreed to let us enter Windbreak Village."
"So should I thank him?"
Greymane said in a low, sarcastic voice: "Thank him for letting my royal apothecary save my life and then letting me recuperate in my town?"
"If you're not convinced, you can recover from your injuries and go out and take revenge on him." Galen looked sincere. "I helped you sense him when you entered the village. Legendary high-level, wielding a divine weapon, his strength is okay."
Greymane immediately shut up.
Divine what strength is okay, do you think everyone is High King Galen Thol'been?
A young legendary, with Ashbringer in his left hand and Strom'kar in his right?
Gilneas has been established for thousands of years, and I have never even seen the shadow of a divine weapon.
After a moment of silence, Greymane asked, "Galen, what is the situation in Gilneas City now?"
"It should be saved, right? Liam took all the Northern Expeditionary Force back to Gilneas City. Those werewolves in the royal courtyard shouldn't be a threat, but your palace will probably have to be rebuilt!"
"Liam is back in Gilneas? How many days have I been unconscious? He shouldn't be that fast!"
"Teleportation. It's very fast!"
"Did the people of Kirin Tor take action?"
Greymane was silent again. Fortunately, he had regretted his isolationist policy before and became less stubborn, otherwise he would have been excited again when he heard that outsiders had entered Gilneas.
"Of course, Liam and Darius asked for help. As a member of the Alliance, it is normal for Kirin Tor to help, but don't worry, the entire Alliance didn't send a single soldier. I was invited to be a guest as a personal friend of Liam."
"A member of the Alliance…"
Greymane murmured to himself: "Liam, my son… my son will become an excellent king, much better than this stubborn old man."
"Liam understands that there are always other methods to consider, and different actions are taken at different times. Knowing that my son is wiser than me, as a father, I feel very proud."
At this time, Greymane raised his head to look at Galen and said in a low voice: "Galen, let's talk. What I did back then was what I thought was best for the people, you must understand this! When I decided to build that wall, I never realized how foolish my arrogance was, and I didn't realize what cutting off Gilneas from the outside world meant…"
Greymane stared at Galen without leaving his eyes for a moment, trying to judge his thoughts from Galen's subtle expressions.
Unfortunately, Galen still looked indifferent. Greymane couldn't see his true thoughts for a while, so he continued: "I request the Alliance to send troops to help Gilneas wipe out the Bloodfang Werewolves entrenched in Shadowfang Keep! I swear, from now on we will treat all members of the Alliance like brothers, and we will provide help in every way! Gilneas will never shirk responsibility! There will never be more loyal allies than us, especially to our human compatriots!"
Galen looked Greymane up and down. Has this guy changed his mind?
He was so hopelessly stubborn before, but now he is actually asking for help? Pretending to fight alongside us again after getting through this crisis?
"So you turn a blind eye when Alliance member states need your help, but now you want to seek assistance, pretending that you will fight alongside us after this crisis is over?"
However, my Great Alliance is not the property of your Greymane family, to be summoned and dismissed at will. You scorned us before, and now whether we are willing to help you is up to me.
What you truly desire is to atone for your acts of betrayal, and I can give you that opportunity! But you must pay the price for your past mistakes. What can you offer? Or rather, what can Gilneas bring to the Alliance?
Genn's face turned pale at Galen's words.
Naval power?
Gilneas lacks a large navy and fleet.
Labor?
Lordaeron, Alterac, and Stromgarde are not short of people!
Army?
No country in the Alliance dares to compare its army's elite status with Stromgarde. They fought their way out against the Orcs, the undead, and the Burning Legion with real swords and guns!
Gilneas is willing to cede land. We will formally recognize the land north of the Greymane Wall as belonging to the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Repose Island to Kul Tiras, and the western part of Hillsbrad to Stromgarde!
Silverpine Forest is the land of an entire province. Genn believes that Queen Calia will refuse.
Regarding the land ceded to Stromgarde, Genn believes that Galen will not refuse. Although he has blockaded the Gilneas Wall, he also knows that in order to obtain the rights to the Sky City, the Kirin Tor Council directly gave the land south of Lake Lordamere to Stromgarde.
The land Gilneas received from the Kingdom of Alterac is within a hundred kilometers around Hillsbrad Farm. After this land is handed over to Stromgarde, Stromgarde will control the entire Hillsbrad region.
And Kul Tiras obtained Repose Island, so their supply point in the Bay of Baradin will no longer be limited to Southshore, which will save a lot of money.
Genn never imagined that he would one day become a king who ceded land, but who is to blame for reaching this point?
When they built that wall, when they turned a blind eye to the refugees of Lordaeron, they had already abandoned their allies.
Although Gilneas is a sovereign country and withdrew from the Alliance during peacetime rather than wartime, and had its own reasons, Lordaeron had already clearly sent envoys for help at that time.
As a human nation, shouldn't they have at least some sense of camaraderie?
If Gilneas had been willing to send troops to block the passes of Silverpine Forest and Tirisfal Glades at that time, Lordaeron could have at least saved more than 100,000 innocent people.
Moreover, they could have formed a mutual defense with the resistance army in Hope's End, containing the energy of the Scourge and slowing down the collapse of the situation in the Wilds!
The last point is that the Worgen were indeed summoned from another dimension by Arugal with Genn's consent. This is a case of reaping what you sow.
Genn knew he had to bear the consequences for everything he had done.
Old Genn, you're treating the Thorvalds and the Menethil family like fools.
The chaos in Gilneas has lasted so long, and Silverpine Forest has been ravaged by the Bloodfang Worgen. If Lordaeron wants to rebuild some places, it must first spend a lot of manpower and material resources.
Stromgarde doesn't care. First, they'll bombard the area, directly leveling those abandoned buildings and hills. Then, they'll send over one hundred thousand farmers, and in two days, they'll be able to harvest a territory that mass-produces food.
But is Galen still obsessed with land now?
The answer is no.
On the planet Azeroth, large tracts of land in Northrend and Pandaria are waiting for him to develop. He no longer cares about the small plot of land in the Hillsbrad region.
Then, what price does Gilneas need to pay to obtain the Alliance's help? Even my life is fine!
Genn's hoarse voice came. If he doesn't want land, then he has no bargaining chips anymore.
Galen casually stated his condition: I need you! From now on, Genn Greymane will die in the court's internal strife, and the throne will be inherited by Liam.
You will leave the secular world and join the Throne of Heroes as a Bloodfang Stalker, the Beast of Gilneas.
After hearing this, Genn's eyes widened, looking at Galen in disbelief!
It's not that the condition is too harsh, but that the condition is too simple!
After this incident, Genn originally had the idea of abdicating. This is an explanation to the people of Gilneas, who have suffered so much because of their mistakes.
Moreover, I heard that the Throne of Heroes was created by Emperor Thoradin. He does not reject joining the Throne of Heroes to serve the ancient human emperor. I heard that Daelin, Llane, Lothar and a group of old friends have also joined it!
Therefore, what is the difference between Galen's conditions and a zero purchase for Genn?
Gilneas made a lot of money!
Is Galen's brain broken?
This turnaround is simply unbelievable. Is this a lot of talk and little action?
He let Gilneas go so easily?
Can other member states agree?
Genn looked confused. If he were Galen, he would definitely squeeze Gilneas dry, at least for decades!
Galen, can you say that again?
The old wolf secretly pinched his thigh, and after realizing that it was not a dream, he wanted Galen to say it again.
My brain is not broken, that's the condition.
After hearing this, Genn's eyes changed when he looked at Galen. Look at the pattern of the Lord of the Alliance!
Genn could see Terenas's generosity as his intention to invest in advance, but Genn couldn't see Galen's generosity at all!
Deal!
Genn said quickly, for fear that Galen would regret it. Regardless of whether other allied countries send troops or not, it is enough as long as Stromgarde is willing to send troops!
Deal!
Galen thought to himself, become a beast of burden, Old Genn, and your Gilneas is all mine!
Speaking of two things, when Genn was negotiating with Galen, the flames of war in Gilneas City had subsided.
In the Gilneas Palace District, Liam and the soldiers of the Northern Command were cleaning up the battlefield and stacking the bodies of the Worgen together.
Behind them, the Gilneas City Guard and a group of nobles were rescuing and binding the wounded. After all, soldiers scratched by Worgen would soon lose control and turn into Worgen.
The remaining soldiers were collecting the remains of their companions under the leadership of Darius.
At this time, Princess Tess led a group of guards from the Cathedral District!
Seeing that the palace had become a ruin, she quickly found her brother!
Brother! Is there any trace of Father!
Tess asked Liam anxiously.
Liam's expression was solemn with a hint of hope: Tess, I carefully identified every male corpse, including the Worgen. They were all wearing the trousers of the Royal Guards, and no corpse was wearing the royal dress trousers!
No corpse cannot be defined as death, we still have hope!