Azeroth Trail of Light

On March 17, 26th, the Gate of Darkness, the port of Nanhai Town, Tarren Mill, in the province of Hillsbrad, Kingdom of Lordaeron.

This port was originally used as a relay station for civilian ships, but during the Battle of Northern Xinjiang, it was also used for military purposes. Therefore, the scale of this port has been expanding, especially after the wise and benevolent Queen Kalia. After that, in order to accommodate the old citizens who had just returned to their hometowns from all over the world, Nanhai Town quickly began to expand, and even the port was expanded by at least three times compared with before.

It is said that Her Majesty the Queen is very concerned about the development of Nanhai Town, so the administrative efficiency of the local bureaucracy is also very high. In just three months, the construction of the port has been completed, which coincided with the end of the Great Northern Expedition. The constant flow of trading ships and troop carriers quickly revitalized the port, and even the entire Nanhai town became more prosperous than before.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

With the ringing of the bell in the port, the dockers who were sitting on the pier, chatting while waiting for work, immediately took action under the scolding of the foreman. Not far away, a merchant ship marked with the emblem of the Kingdom of Stormwind was slowly moving. When docked, the deck was crowded with people. Obviously, this was a ship carrying "pioneers". In the past month or so, this type of ship received the most guests at the port of Nanhai Town.

However, this ship looked a little different, because Mayor Heni Marebu personally took the guards to the edge of the port to welcome the arrival of some important people.

Seeing this scene, the thieves mixed in the hustle and bustle of the harbor walked away in other directions. These three hands, who will never be extinct, are the best at observing words and colors. Just judging from the current situation, what is coming is coming. They are the real big people. They don’t take risks. The veterans of the Northern Expedition have just returned to the motherland, and there are many returning veterans in Nanhai Town. At this time, if something happens, they will definitely be caught by those who have not yet come out of the war frenzy The recovered veterans violently beaten them up. Those who couldn’t stay free even took the initiative to unite with the local sheriff half a month ago to wipe out a group of Gilneas thieves entrenched in the Jasper Mine. It is said that those poor bandits, The blood flowed into rivers by these deadly veterans. According to the legend of the nearby villagers, until now, there is still a lingering smell of blood in that place.

The bad guys who were trying to live in the port were even unluckily beaten to death...Of course, no one would go to trouble the veterans at this time because of such a "trivial matter". The Northern Expedition was killed by three points. The second soldiers, who survived, received medals from the various kingdoms, and most of them received the title of symbolic knights, and they have entered the aristocratic class.

The entire nation of Lordaeron knows that the Queen treats these veterans who fought for the country with special preference. The royal family and the leading aristocrats, the Mograine family and the Fording family, are the solid backing of these rude veterans, even if things go wrong. , These veterans who like to hug group will not have any loss, no one wants to provoke them, especially when they have just won a brilliant victory for this world.

A few minutes later, the ship slowly came to shore, and the wooden stairs were all lowered. The first to walk off the deck was a burly guy. He was dressed in decent long clothes, a fluffy cloak, and he was still carrying a slung. A long sword with gray hair but sharp eyes. At first glance, he looked like a guy who had experienced the battlefield. Behind him was a seven or eight-year-old child and the child's mother. Obviously, this was a family.

Behind him, there was a servant dragging luggage, and when this middle-aged man set foot on the port, he looked around, and then saw Mayor Marebu walking over quickly, he laughed and greeted him. Going up, the two people came to a solid hug.

This is obviously an old friend meeting.

"Doohan, you bastard. I haven't seen it in six years. You only wrote me a few letters. I thought you died in that horn."

Mayor Marebu, who has always been kind to others, was like a rude veteran at this time, and the middle-aged man opposite him counterattacked not to be outdone.

"I am writing to you to confirm that your old fellow is still alive, and not inexplicably dead in the hands of those undead, then I will avenge you in the first place... Back then in the Burning Plains, I owe you A life, old man, I never forgot."

Mareb smiled and waved his hand, then reached out and patted the head of the boy hiding behind the middle-aged man, "Little Doohan, don't you know your Uncle Henney?"

"Of course he doesn't know you, he was only 2 years old when he saw you last time!"

Doohan rubbed his son's hair, and then noticed the formal robe on the old brother Mareb. He asked curiously.

"What? There is still business to deal with today?"

Mayor Mareb smiled and whispered, "You asked me to say what you are good about, Doohan, last time you rushed into Stormwind with Marshal Windsor and rescued the king. You also got a title of lord. But you still can’t learn the rules of this circle... There is a big man who comes by the same boat as you, and you don’t even know it along the way?"

Doohan's expression was a little weird, he scratched his head.

"Uh, I really didn't notice this, who are you talking about?"

"Mr. Heney is talking about me. I'm sorry, Mr. Doohan. I didn't conceal my identity on purpose, but... because of my responsibility, I have to proceed with caution."

A clear voice came from behind Du Han. Several people looked back. A young girl in a sky blue skirt was walking down the stairs with her skirt. Du Han's son laughed when he saw the girl. Ran over,

"Sister Taiya, you are so beautiful today!"

There was a blonde girl who laughed and hugged Little Doohan, walked up to a few people, and introduced herself,

"Look again, Lord Doohan, Lord Henney, my name is Altea, Altea Abelok, the new mayor of the Grizzly Province of the Stormwind Kingdom, the new city of Amber Pine, um...if I didn’t My memory is wrong, Lord Doohan should be my deputy in the future."

The girl’s name is not surprising, but what really matters is her surname, Eberlock. There is only one Eberlock in the upper circle of Stormwind. The old gentleman’s title is... Duke, that’s from Ryan. The ancestors, even the real nobles who appeared with the Stormwind Kingdom even earlier, the young girl in front of him, not surprisingly, should be the next patriarch of the Aberlocke family.

She will be a duchess in the future, but now, she is only an earl, but even so, this is a big figure that Doohan and Heney can't touch normally.

"Salute you, Lord Earl!"

Duhan and Heni leaned over to salute at the same time, Altea waved her hand carelessly, and then led by Heni towards the accommodation prepared for this big man. Behind them, the pioneers from the western wilderness of the Kingdom of Stormwind took them. My only salute, under the sailors’ scolding "Farewell", with a trace of anxiety, they set foot on the port of Nanhai Town, their faces were mostly ignorant panic, but there was still a glimmer of hope for a new life. .

Most of them are extremely poor in the Wild West where Defias and the People’s Army are at war. No matter how prosperous Azeroth’s magical civilization is, the world’s productivity itself remains at a very low level. In fact, If it were not during the Northern Expedition, the pandas from Pandaria, in order to better integrate into the civilized world, sold large quantities of food to the Alliance tribes at very low prices. Just the hunger during the continuous wars would be enough to shake the kingdom. The fundamental riot.

Not long ago, the unrest caused by the Defias Bandit had just been healed, but under the raging wars over the years, the original granary of Stormwind Kingdom and the Western Wilderness had to resume production. It took at least 3 years for these homeless people to resume production. The homeless and destitute-class people had nowhere to go, so they were simply packaged by the royal family and sent to a new province, far away in the Grizzly Hills of Northrend.

The climate there is cold, and there are savage furbolgs and trolls, but the land is really fertile, and the number is large enough to accommodate at least 10 people. As long as it is well cultivated, it is not a problem to become the second western wilderness.

It’s not just the Kingdom of Storms that did the same thing. In fact, three months after the end of the war, the whole world set off a wave of immigrants to the "New World". Among them, the largest number was the migrants from the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and Borean Tundra was In the first quiet area, Queen Kalia has even built the first administrative district there. The success of Zhiyuan County has inspired the nobles who have been impatient to share the cake, and the people’s demand for land is endless. Under the combination of the two, in just 2 months, more than 2 farmers chose to go to the Borean Tundra Province.

Frankly speaking, Northrend is not a very safe area. Although the new Lich King... Uther the Night Watcher has tried his best to restrain the undead from staying in Icecrown, but there are still some who do not obey him. The ruling bad species ignited wars everywhere in Northrend, but in the eyes of the rulers who are eager to meet their internal needs, the place is safe enough.

An optimistic estimate is that even if the immigration wave continues in this way, it will take at least 10 years before the territories that are isolated overseas can truly integrate into the rule of various countries. In these 10 years, the general environment of Northrend will inevitably be The chaos is like the early stage of choosing to open up a new world in another world, which will inevitably be accompanied by many contradictions and **** wars. The development of Northrend will inevitably not be accomplished overnight.

But fortunately... when the shadow of the undead natural disasters dissipated, everyone had enough time to do this, at least enough time on the surface.

Heni Mareb is an old bureaucrat. Under his arrangement, Altea, a servant of the wind and dust, finally received a good hospitality. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. Du Han, the former sheriff of Flash Golden Town, was accompanying Wendell. After Marshal Thor took part in the expulsion of the black dragon, he also received the title of a lord. This time he was the leader of the third group of western wilderness pioneers to the Grizzly Province, and will soon serve as the leader of Amber Pine City there. Commander of the City Guard, this position was sought by Marshal Windsor for him. In fact, it was one of the last places to settle those lavish squandered money, which eventually led to impoverished veterans.

As for Ms. Altea’s identity, she shouldn’t have gone to such a wild land overseas to serve as mayor at this time. The more reason is that Altea, who is naturally free, has had enough of those endless marriage proposals. As a single school-age woman in the upper circle, Altea is a real "thinking fan."

Of course, part of the reason is because of her relatives...

Later, when Altea walked into the private estate arranged by Mayor Heni for her to rest, she saw the figure sitting by the fireplace not unexpectedly. It was a woman with a black hood. A strand of silver hair, wearing a thick magic pattern robe, a hideous white bone wand hanging from his waist, and a black magic book in his hand, studying carefully by the warm flame.

"Talainia, can you stop being so supernatural next time... I'm just an ordinary girl, and I will be scared to death by you."

Altea rolled her eyes, took off her jacket, wearing a close-fitting short coat, and sat opposite the wizard warlock. The warlock turned a blind eye to all of this. Faced with Altea’s complaints, her eyes never even left. My own magic book, just whispered,

"You know... this is your brother's order. I must protect you personally."

"Hey, that **** Kanrezad!"

Altea cursed extremely unfairly, and then took a glass of wine, savoring it carefully, and said to the warlock, "You can send me a message to my dear "brother". It will be my father's next month. On my birthday, I was already far away from the kingdom at that time, so he must...remember, he must! He must go home. My poor old father has guarded the east of the kingdom for decades, and he is most worried now. It's the safety of that bastard."

"You know, Altea, your brother is very busy...he is dealing with very serious matters in another world, so it is difficult for your expectations to become reality."

The elf warlock named Talenia stretched out a finger and stroked it in front of Altea, "But I will send you this letter for you. It's hard to say if I can get a response."

"He has to go back!"

A bright smile appeared at the corner of Altea's mouth. "I know he will work for the Duke of Theramore again. If he doesn't go back, I will go directly to Mr. Dick. He has been in Northrend recently, isn't it?"

"The real big man can't spare time to meet a little girl, my Altea."

Talainya closed the magic book in her hand, and also took a glass of wine, looked at the girl opposite, there was a turquoise light in the deepest part of her eyes, and every time she looked directly at it, Altea’s body would be touched. There was a tremor.

"For the sake of our getting along well... I'll give you a suggestion, my Altea, stop stupidly pursuing all the things related to Duke Theramore. It's not you, or your father can do it. Enter the circle, go deeper, even your brother can’t save you... If you still don’t understand, then treat him as a god, and when you look at the god, the **** is also looking back at you... "

"But he has no interest in you."