Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

It was originally thought that the nineteen years after the Dark Gate would pass peacefully, but Garen's old father did not play by the rules. When the Feast of Winter Veil was approaching, he directly announced his abdication to all the people and passed the throne of Stromgarde to Garen.

This sudden succession caught Garin off guard. His old father did not even discuss it with him. He just threw the crown to Garin and ran away, as if he was in a hurry to retire!

Garin could also understand. Among the seven human kingdoms, the earliest and the weakest one withdrew from the Orc War. This person's name had long been forgotten, and people only remembered that the royal family of Alterac was the Prestor family.

Afterwards, Terenas and the Sun King passed away one after another, King Llane abdicated, and the Alliance was basically succeeded by a new generation of kings. Solas had long wanted to unload this burden.

Now that the matter is done, Garen can only arrange the coronation ceremony himself and sit on the throne of Stromgarde in Stromgarde.

After Garin ascended the throne, he was honored as the Supreme King by the people and soldiers of the alliance!

However, after ascending the throne, Garin did not take charge of the government immediately. Instead, he directly formed the cabinet of Stromgarde based on his father's original advisory group.

This is a secretarial agency that can help Garin handle government affairs when he is away. However, Garin was very unkind and wrote the names of his old father and Danas into the cabinet list.

Haha, father, don’t you want to be king?

Then I will help you wear the crown, but you still have to handle the government affairs that the king should handle.

And Danas, do you want to have a second child with peace of mind?

It's impossible. If I can't get better, then neither can you!

hum!

Anyway, Garin doesn't care about the position of king. He has become a demigod, and the quota of eternal life has been allocated to his closest relatives. As long as they don't die, Stromgarde will last forever!

In the following days, Garin did not go anywhere, not even to Stromgarde, and stayed in the White City with his two newlywed wives.

As time passed, the bellies of the two Windrunners grew bigger and bigger, and Garin took good care of them.

Twenty years after the Dark Portal arrived quietly, and the Windrunner sisters each gave birth to a baby boy after nineteen months of pregnancy!

In the castle hall of the Holy White City, Solas's bearded face was full of smiles. He looked at his two beautiful half-elf grandsons in the cradle as if he was looking at two rare treasures.

Solas, who had just become a grandfather, rubbed his hands, which were trembling slightly with excitement, and leaned down and whispered:

"Children, when you were born, the breeze on the Arathi grasslands gently called out your..."

"Father!"

There was a noise explosion in Solas's ears, interrupting his whisper, but the two tiny babies showed no reaction, apparently they were not affected.

When Solas saw this, he knew that Garin was using the secret art of voice transmission, so he suppressed his furious expression and turned to look at the door.

It’s my own son who came in!

"Father, the breeze in Arathi Highlands doesn't blow like this..."

After Alleria and Sylvanas gave birth, Garin went into the delivery room to cast Holy Light and Rejuvenation on his wife and fed her the Fountain of Life without even having time to hold the two children.

Their bodies have almost recovered now, but the delivery process was too strenuous and mentally exhausting, so they need to rest for the time being.

After watching them fall asleep, Garin quietly left. However, as soon as he came out, he heard his old father saying something. The breeze in Arathi Highlands was calling softly...

Were your older generation of kings taught by the same teacher?

The last person who said that is still living in Frostmourne!

It's unlucky!

"Father, didn't we already discuss the child's name? What does it have to do with the breeze of Arathi Highlands?"

"Humph! This is the ancient aria of the Arathor Empire, what do you know!"

hiss!

Dad, you are a king on horseback, and you have killed more people than I know the words. Why are you talking to me about aria poetry?

"All right, all right, father, all I have in my head is muscles. I don't even know all the noble family crests, and I don't understand poetry!"

Garin strode forward and stood side by side with Solas in front of the cradle, looking at his two children with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Arator, Legolas, my baby!"

At the end of the 19th year after the Dark Gate, the Trollbane royal family of Stromgarde welcomed two princes, named Arator Trollbane and Legolas Trollbane.

On this day, everyone in Arathi Highlands celebrates!

On this day, Garin's soul found its home!