New Order of Azeroth

The guards leave quickly and come back quickly. This matter is not complicated at all, it is just an activity carried out in the wild west.

Now that she has officially appeared on the official stage, Vanessa no longer adheres to the principle of secrecy, because you can't hide it even if you want to.

With a population of 200,000, Stormwind City is naturally the focus of publicity. She has set up an activity base in Stormwind City and hires several loudspeakers to ride goats to shout in the city every day.

Bolvar only remembered this matter at this time, and the first thing that came to his mind was a big sow...

To be honest, Vanessa's figure was already a little blurry in his mind. What he cared about was the future of the kingdom, the undead and the dwarves, not some young girl.

Bolvar's wife is a priest of Lordaeron. She fell to the butcher's knife of the undead in the 20th year of Black Gate. He reluctantly sent away his four-year-old daughter at the time. Now five years have passed, and he has not gone to see his daughter. Daughter, he devoted his whole body and soul to the construction of the country. It can be said that Bolvar has never paid much attention to women, especially young women.

Thinking of Vanessa and the Wild West at this time, he turned around and asked the plain-looking intelligence chief on the other side.

Master Shaw, what is the situation in the Western Wilderness now? Is the organization called the Brotherhood still there?

The intelligence chief has been downplaying his existence. If the regent hadn't asked about it, many people would have automatically ignored this important minister of the country who was not familiar with him at all. Only a few people knew that Mathias Shore led a group of more than 2,500 people. People's huge intelligence agency, and let this agency operate in an efficient and covert manner.

The middle-aged man had been stroking his own crotch and seemed to be uninterested in any of the topics they discussed. When he heard the regent's question, he answered in a slow and powerful voice: Edwin. After Van Cleef's death, the remnants of the Brotherhood entered Elwynn Forest, and all the key members were hanged by you. The rest are really not worth mentioning. My intelligence network shows that they have experienced several internal cannibalisms, and they are still using brothers I’m afraid those who have names are all a group of low-class bandits.”

Bolvar nodded lightly, quite satisfied with the result. He was naturally disgusted with assassins because of his bright heart. He considered assassination a shame, a lack of courage and a dishonorable performance, but this method I have to say it is very efficient.

When the promoter of the Wine Festival ran past the Cathedral of the Holy Light for the fourth time, he also became a little curious about this Wine Festival and the current western wilderness. It was so hot outside, why were they so happy?

He whispered into the air: Arch Mage, please cast a spell and let me see what is going on at their Wine Festival.

As a political figure, he still needs to be cautious. At this time, he is a little worried. What if this wine festival is under the guise of wine, and a large number of people are secretly gathered to carry out some kind of anti-kingdom action?

This kind of thing is not new. Similar things have happened in several major kingdoms in Azeroth. He wanted to see the scene with his own eyes.

There was a wave of arcane magic in the air, and three mages walked out of it.

It is definitely not as good as the Magic Kingdom of Dalaran, but the Kingdom of Stormwind is rich. These days, money sometimes means everything. The three of them are all court mages, and they all have the ability to be high-level spellcasters. They enjoy the power of the royal family and the country. We provide various kinds of funding and usually provide some help to those in power within our capabilities.

Okay. The leader, the old man, was neither humble nor overbearing. He and the two mages directly located the Sentinel Ridge in the Western Wilderness. The three of them cast spells quickly. The next moment, a slightly blurry image was transmitted.

I don’t know if there is a conspiracy, but the image transmission is half a beat slower than the sound transmission. Several important officials in the conference room quickly felt the enthusiasm at the scene! ...

Drink quickly, drink quickly, haha!!——

Cheers, cheers, am I drunk? What a joke! I'm not drunk! -

Come on, dwarf, you can't lose to that fat man!

Fat man, eat hard, hurry up! Two more bottles of wine! To relieve the greasiness!

The picture finally settled on two guys. One was a dwarf with extremely obvious features. The other had a brown beard. Next to him was a fat man with a bamboo hat and a wine gourd on his back. He was fat and had black and white hair.

There were piles of wine and meat in front of the two people, and the first round of the Big Eater Competition was written on a banner not far away...

The mage's spell immediately attracted the attention of the two of them. The fat man was the sharpest, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. The dwarf was slightly worse than him, but both of them noticed it, but for several reasons, they chose to ignore it. .

Eh? What?! Ah! Oh my god!! - The old mage was still guessing who this strange fat man was, but the next moment he found that his spell was out of control.

The spell stretched quickly not far away, as if there was a giant dragging it over there.

It’s unbelievable that a basic farsighted technique that has been studied over and over again by mages for hundreds of years, with an extremely stable structure and UU Reading www.uukanshu.net powered by three high-level mages, can go out of control!

Then the spell was stretched quickly, and he saw the culprit who forced his spell, the cool breeze blowing on his face, the legendary mage Jaina Proudmoore who was unfazed.

The other party not only controlled his spells, but also watched the situation on their side.

As his eyes moved, the old mage seemed to understand Jaina's subtext. Are you full? You have nothing to do, how dare you spy on me? !

As a court mage, he was not very convinced by Jaina. Although she reached the legendary level at the age of 28, and he was still in the high level in his 60s, he stubbornly believed that Jaina was rich and had good teachers to teach her. , under the same conditions, I may not be worse.

The truth is almost the same. He only glanced at Jaina and then turned his attention away from the female mage because he saw Aegwynn!

Aegwynn had concealed her appearance, but her temperament and control over the arcane arts could not be concealed. Her specific name was unknown. The old mage only knew this middle-aged woman. Stronger than Gianna.

He is a bit smart. Who would have thought that just by looking at them casually, he could see several legendary powerhouses? Isn't the Western Wilderness a wasteland? What are you doing there? He is only a high-level, scholar-like mage who is not good at fighting at all. Once he is targeted by a legendary level, he will die miserably.

The old mage looked at Bolvar with a stiff neck, wanting to throw the pot away quickly.

The grand duke also had a look of realization. Look, Jaina is here in person. It’s real! That she has nothing to do with Vanessa? Who believes it! This western wilderness is the escape route laid out by the female mage. What does she want to do? Could it be that there has been a change in the tribe? And, how should I deal with it?