Galen didn't pay any attention to the three unreliable dwarves. A throne, to some, is indeed a burden.
That crown bound Magni, and similarly, Galen himself didn't really care about the throne.
If Thoras hadn't acted first and reported later back then, the throne of Stromgarde probably wouldn't have ended up on his head.
Originally, his plan was to let his old father continue as the leader of the Alliance, while he continued to serve as the Grand Marshal of the Alliance. Then, when his children grew up, he would skip himself and have his grandfather pass the throne to his grandson.
What a perfect plan.
Who would have thought that his father, at his age, would still have a rebellious phase?
However, he was still clever. His old father wanted to follow in the footsteps of Llane and Lothar, handing the country over to his son and then joining the Throne of Heroes directly, using the Well of Eternity to rejuvenate his body and then focus on cultivating with Emperor Thoradin.
Fine, the devil is always a step ahead.
What Thoras didn't know was that Galen had created the Throne of Heroes. After his old father joined the Throne of Heroes, Emperor Thoradin directly sent his old father back to Stromgarde!
Under the guise of continuing to look after the people of Arathor, but in reality, he was Galen's shield as a hands-off shopkeeper.
Hehehe, Father, I'm much more cunning than Magni, hahaha.
Galen walked towards the Arcane Sanctum. Although he could teleport anywhere, as an ally, he had to give Ironforge face, at least using teleportation spells within their designated area.
There weren't many pedestrians in Ironforge at night. Galen walked on the empty streets, and the Ironforge patrol team stopped and saluted him when they saw him.
At this moment, Galen heard a series of messy footsteps behind him. He stopped and waited for the owner of the footsteps.
"Uncle Galen, wait for me!"
Prince Anduin Wrynn's thin figure appeared from the corner of the street, followed by his dwarven guide and bodyguard.
However, Galen knew at a glance at Varian's small face that this little guy wanted to talk to him alone, so he waved his hand and asked the dwarf to leave first.
"What's wrong, little Anduin?"
Hearing Galen's gentle tone, Anduin tried to calm his rapidly beating heart from running.
"Uncle Galen, I want to cultivate with you!"
Anduin mustered his courage and said his request.
"Oh? Why? Ironforge is rich in warriors, and Muradin even served as the royal tutor of the Lordaeron court."
A embarrassed expression appeared on Anduin's face.
Anduin knew the purpose of his father sending him to Ironforge. On the surface, it was for him to take a vacation, learn more about the dwarven Explorer's League, and their collection of curiosities in Ironforge.
In reality, Varian secretly told Magni to have the King of the Dwarves intensify Anduin's combat training.
Actually, if the Queen hadn't been reluctant to let Anduin suffer, Varian would have sent his son to the Sanctum of Light training camp long ago. He knew that the training there was painful, but it would greatly benefit his son, at least training this promising but somewhat weak boy into a man.
"Because... because my dwarven teacher said weapons are not my friends. I don't feel anything for them..."
Prince Varian felt his cheeks burning. Children are all competitive, but he actually told his shortcomings to a respected elder he had just met!
"Oh? Is that so?"
Galen watched Anduin's reaction. The shy boy looked uneasy, waiting for Galen to continue.
Just when Anduin thought his Uncle Galen would definitely say some kind words to comfort him, Galen didn't fulfill his wish.
"Little Anduin, you are indeed not suitable for the path of a warrior."
Galen's words made Anduin's little head almost drop to his chest. Fortunately, he was a resilient child, and quickly raised his head again to look at Galen stubbornly.
"Have you ever thought that you might not be suitable to be a warrior? Maybe something else is more suitable for you? This world isn't just about warriors protecting their country and their people."
Anduin finally told the truth at this time: "Father wants me to be a warrior, I have always known this, and he wholeheartedly holds this expectation of me."
"Hehe. Anduin, you really are a good boy?"
Galen put his hand on Anduin's shoulder. "Varian is an excellent warrior, and also an excellent king, but he is not a good father."
"At least he doesn't understand what you want. Just because your grandfather was a warrior, Sir Lothar was a warrior, and he himself is a warrior, doesn't mean he should expect you to become a warrior too."
Galen didn't mean to stop talking. He had a lot to say about children's education. Just because he was a paladin didn't mean he wanted his two children to have the same aesthetic as him, picking up warhammers and becoming golden glitter.
However, Artoria and Arathor have a strong affinity for the Holy Light, and they are also very willing and have fun learning the ways of the Holy Light.
And Legolas is agile, and showed talent in shooting at a young age. Sylvanas intends to train him into a powerful ranger.
Teaching students according to their aptitude, this is Galen's philosophy.
Afterwards, Galen deliberately steered the topic towards the path of the Holy Light. He knew that this child would definitely like to discuss this with him.
"Your understanding of the Holy Light is correct, but that's just the tip of the iceberg, young Anduin. To fully understand the mysteries of the Holy Light, you must fully recognize its position in the universe and how it has become a part of our existence! This requires patience and learning..."
"Not only that, you have a kind of quiet strength, but unfortunately, his father's overprotection has restricted him, just like the King of Stormwind did to himself."
Anduin's eyes flashed when he heard this. He knew it wasn't his father's fault, but his mother's over-caring, unwilling to let him suffer.
"You have a very strong affinity for the Holy Light, I think this should come from your mother, that Varian guy doesn't have this talent."
Galen's words made Anduin excited!
"Learning the ways of the Holy Light, loving the Holy Light, inspiring people, giving them hope, there's nothing shameful about that. Seeking welfare for the country is the same as fighting for the country. Varian's understanding of this is too narrow!"
Anduin felt a shiver all over his body, and didn't feel unhappy because of Galen's belittling of his father.
In fact, Anduin knew that his father respected Uncle Galen very much, and even told him many times that Uncle Galen was half of his life mentor!
He trembled because... understanding.
Because he always wanted to be a priest.
He wanted to act with the Holy Light, serving to heal, not to harm, he wanted to make other people's minds clear, inspire them, and let them do their best, not to arouse their dark emotions.
He thought of the peace that washed over him every time he walked into Stormwind Cathedral, and his heart yearned for the Light's approval.
Hearing Galen's deep analysis of his inner thoughts gave Anduin a sense of coming home. He looked at Galen, his eyes searching this powerful paladin and great king.
"You… you really think so?"
"Yes, I do. You know, I am a paladin. Although my path of the Holy Light leans more towards punishing evil, I also have some research in guarding and healing."
"Little Anduin, isn't this the reason you want to follow me to cultivate? The paladin can satisfy your yearning for the Holy Light, and at the same time, this profession also combines the aspect of using weapons to fight, so your father won't be too disappointed. What a clever young man."
"Hehe…"
Anduin scratched the back of his head embarrassedly.
"Very good!"
Galen stared at Anduin again. He didn't know how much impact directly letting Anduin skip being a priest and become a paladin would have on him.
But so what?
Galen just liked getting things done in one step.
"Come back to Stromgarde with me first. I will send someone to tell your father that you have gone to me. He and your uncle Varian both cultivated there back then."
"When you successfully graduate and see your father again, you will have been reborn and will definitely shock him!"
"Mm-hmm!"
Just like that, Galen took Anduin's hand and came to Ironforge's Mystic Ward, and then teleported back to Stromgarde.
Little Anduin didn't know what he would face in the future, but this did not prevent him from being full of hope for the future, and he had already begun to look forward to being able to surprise his father and gain his approval!
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At the end of the twenty-second year of the Dark Portal, just as the people of Azeroth were preparing to spend a good year, an unexpected disaster occurred!
The first to notice the abnormality were the Wild Gods of Azeroth, the August Celestials, the Titan Watchers, the Loa, and the Dragon Aspects!
At the same moment, they all turned their gazes to the Broken Isles in the Great Sea!
A sky-covering shadow soared from the southern mountains of Highmountain!
"Pain!"
"Suffering!"
A frantic voice suddenly came, resounding throughout the sky above the Great Sea!
The east coast of Kalimdor, the west coast of the Eastern Kingdoms, the Broken Isles, Kul Tiras, Zandalar, Kezan, the creatures around these Great Seas were shocked by the terror contained in this voice, and the timid fainted on the spot.
Galen looked west from the palace terrace. Through the endless clouds, he saw that black figure.
The old armor was attached to the former Black Dragon Aspect, now the Twilight Queen. Deathwing's iconic iron jaw, Sinestra did not dislike it, and put it on her head after washing it.
The Twilight Dragon Mother began to circle the sea area of the Great Sea in a counterclockwise direction from the Broken Isles!
"My hatred burns in the abyss!"
Every time she flapped her wings, the earth authority in her body would operate at full power, and the ground began to vibrate violently!
"The world trembles because of my torment!"
Seawater poured into the ruins of Azshara, instantly submerging two-thirds of the land.
This strong vibration did not stop. Sinestra flapped her wings in the North Sea, and in the southern sea of the Great Sea, the originally calm sea surface easily set off monstrous waves due to the huge tremors conducted from the deep sea.
"Rumble Rumble—"
Hundred-meter-high green waves surged forward with the momentum of connecting the sky and the earth. The goblins who were rebuilding in Booty Bay were stunned by this doomsday scene!
When the statue of Revilgaz, which had been rebuilt thirty meters outside Booty Bay, was directly shattered by the tsunami!
Revilgaz, the goblin tycoon who was fleeing, felt a sharp pain in his heart when he saw this scene, and then fainted before his eyes turned dark!
Fortunately, a group of goblin bodyguards still had professional ethics and carried their employer to flee into the depths of Stranglethorn Vale.
Sinestra flew from the outer sea of Azshara to the outer sea of Gadgetzan. Under the flapping of her wings, the sea water in the port suddenly receded, and all the ships docked in the port sank to the bottom!
The sailors of Gadgetzan originally didn't know what this situation meant, but the next moment the port's alarm bell rang sharply, and they all put down what they were doing and immediately ran to the shore!
The receding of the sea water is a harbinger of the next wave. This time the tide receded so much that even the ships were stranded. The receding sea water will not disappear out of thin air. The next moment, they will turn into huge waves and make a comeback!
The panicked crowd saw a blue-robed, white-bearded mage running in the opposite direction. People recognized that this was Lady Aegwynn's partner, the Supreme Commander of the Scarlet Crusade in Kalimdor, Archmage Gandalf!
When Gandalf arrived at the port, the monstrous waves were already close at hand. He took out his artifact staff, Ebonychill!
Along with Gandalf's chanting, the magic power of his whole body gathered at the top of the staff!
"Absolute Zero!"
The next moment, the hundreds-of-meters-high turquoise waves that had covered the pier turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Spectacular!
The port residents who had run to the heights of the Golden Plains were stunned again. What did they see!
An ice wall!
Hundreds of meters high!
From the coast of Durotar in the north to the Merchant Coast in the south, stretching for several kilometers!
Then the crowd who reacted let out cheers!
They escaped a disaster!
The problem of the tsunami was solved. Suddenly, the vibration of the earth continued. On the vast Golden Plains, a huge flame crack tore the entire area apart, stretching from the Oasis of the Dead to Honor's Stand, dividing the Golden Plains into two!
The fiery lava surged like a fire dragon on the violent earth, tearing the earth from bottom to top. Every inch of bursting was bound to be accompanied by the eruption of magma.
The active magma condensed into a huge fire elemental in the burst. He waved his huge fiery arms and threw huge fireballs all over the Golden Plains!
"Hmph!"
Then a woman in a purple magic robe with a gorgeous staff suspended behind her flew out of the Scarlet Crusade Citadel, followed by a purple arcane cannon falling from the sky, directly blowing the head of the Fire Elemental Lord.