Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

The reason why Garen went to Stratholme this time was because he wanted to witness this piece of history, and he would not even interfere with his trial in the Stratholme court.

This is the ultimate path for Tirion to grow into the future old Mr. Ferguson, although the process is difficult.

As for Tirion's son, Galen will protect and train him.

Among the second generation of the Silver Hand, Taelan Fordring is a person with great potential. At least in Garen's opinion, he is much stronger than the two Mograine brothers!

Perhaps only General Abidis' daughter could be compared to Taelan.

Tirion sat in a small cell next to the Hall of Justice in Stratholme. He had been imprisoned for three days. Today he would be tried for treason against the land he had spent his entire life protecting.

If convicted, he will be sentenced to death or life imprisonment.

But Tirion did not regret it. He was carrying out the justice in his heart. He vowed to protect Eitrigg. Although he failed because of others' betrayal, he could not put all the blame on the orcs.

Tirion felt that he must set an example for his son and uphold his own sense of justice and honor.

At this time, the cell door opened and two guards walked in.

One of the guards said, "Rise, prisoner, and we will escort you to the Hall of Justice for trial."

Tirion stood up and straightened his back, trying to appear as proud and confident as possible. "I am ready, gentlemen."

Another guard bound his hands and led him out of the cell, across the square, toward the majestic Hall of Justice.

When Tirion sat in the large oak chair in the center of the courtroom, he was a little nervous and didn't even dare to look around at the people sitting there.

Using magic, Garen created a simple disguise and sat on the jury seat as a minor noble from Stratholme.

A large part of the people surrounding Garen were Tirion's former colleagues. At this moment, their faces were full of reproachful expressions, and everyone was deeply shocked by the old man's betrayal.

Many people had fought and died with him on the battlefield, and many were his former friends, but no one could understand the persistence in Tirion's heart. Their confusion and contempt swept towards Tirion on the judgment seat like huge waves.

Tirion was in great torment and just wanted to end the trial quickly.

A paladin in armor walked to the stage and announced loudly: "Defenders of Lordaeron, today we will judge our brothers here. I declare the trial of Lord Tirion Fordring to begin now."

This is a trial method that originated from the time of Emperor Thoradin. Now the Alliance has passed it down. Every important trial will be judged by the four most senior lords of the Alliance.

Tirion knew that there must be an old acquaintance among them who was of equal status to him.

The still-murmuring crowd in the Hall of Justice quieted down and watched the first juror walk through the door.

"First, please welcome Admiral Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras." Following the introduction of the Paladin, the tall and thin admiral walked up to the podium. Admiral Proudmoore sat on the seat on the far right with a worried look on his face.

Dai Lin, who was wearing a blue officer's uniform and a wide ceremonial hat, noticed a very scorching gaze in the jury, so he looked up and found a young noble smiling at him evilly.

Dai Lin was stunned. He had never seen this person before, but his smile sounded so mean and familiar!

Hemp egg!

It's Garin!

Admiral Dai Lin recalled in his mind the smile he had when Garin sold him hundreds of aircraft!

Those flying machines were very useful, and even strengthened Proudmoore's rule over several other great noble families!

However, this also emptied half of Kul Tiras' treasury, and he was heartbroken for several days!

This kid has been erratic since the celebration in Lordaeron, and even recruited his beloved daughter to go to Hillsbrad to fight orcs. I didn't expect that he would come too!

But now that Galen had arrived, Tirion at least wouldn't die, and Daelin's worries were gone.

"Next, please welcome Archmage Antonidas of the Dalaran Mage Council." Following the Paladin's introduction, the second juror walked into the hall.

People are in awe of mages, especially powerful mages. The crowd watched in silence as the mysterious wizard, holding a huge staff, took his seat on the stage.

Soon, the last two jurors came in. They were Archbishop Alonsus Faol who had retired to the background and Princess Calia Menethil of Lordaeron.

Originally, the eldest princess of Lordaeron was to be married by her father to Prestor, the new king of Alterac, but our golden holy dragon does not have the same alien aesthetic as a certain blue dragon. He looked down on humans and directly refused.

Terenas thought that the new king of Alterac was trying to break free from his control, but later he discovered that Prestor was actually ruling the Kingdom of Alterac in a laissez-faire manner, or had no intention of ruling at all. Except for the capital in Broken Ridge, other areas were allowed to be infiltrated by Lordaeron.

With the help of the charm magic from the black dragon clan, Nefarian quickly calmed down the marriage crisis.

However, Calia was very sad because her father forced her to marry Prestor. After telling Arthas that she hoped he would marry for love in the future, she chose to convert to the Church of Holy Light and became a disciple of the Archbishop.

A big reason why Arthas mustered up the courage to confess his love to Jaina was because of his sister's experiences and confessions.

When all four jurors arrived, the presiding paladin asked everyone to stand up and greet Judge Uther Lightbringer!

Garen didn't expect that the judge would be him. It seemed that Lordaeron attached great importance to Tirion's matter and directly recalled Uther who was suppressing the rebellion.

I just don't know if Arthas can hold out against Grom Hellscream and his Warsong Clan.

Uther looked around at the crowd with his sharp eyes. His silver armor reflected every light source in the spacious hall. He really looked like a messenger of light.

Uther is Tirion's old superior, and they have a good relationship in private. Uther's arrival makes Tirion a little shaken. Maybe he should really admit his mistake and beg for mercy from the court?

Da da!

"quiet!"

Uther sat in the judge's seat and began the trial directly: "Tirion Fordring, Lord Paladin, you are accused of treason against the Alliance, and directly disobeyed the orders of your superiors and even attacked your colleagues!"