Chapter 389 3. Gilneas. Business Dealings

"It's the perfect gift they could get."

Nasa stood at the entrance of Cindy's encrypted room, looking at the center of a luxurious room, where three beautifully decorated walnut wood coffins were placed. Around those coffins, special scented wax was lit, forming a mysterious but useless In addition to the magic circle for concealment, this house contains almost no other mysterious powers, but it has been created to be very mysterious.

This is not just pure decoration.

A long time ago, when Nasa was still serving Tyrion, she learned a lot from her majesty. In the eyes of simple mortals, any power worth pursuing is mysterious, and they should be mysterious too. Yes, the sense of ritual is a very complicated thing, and it may be just a mystery in essence, but you have to admit that in many cases, creating a sense of mystery can make your words and thoughts be accepted by more people.

The Blood Warden has already shed his long skirt that was inconvenient to move, and put on the blood-red armor again. Thanks to the innovation of the forging process in the Darkforge City time and time again, the best arakkoa scouts sneaked across the night The armor shipped here has also become stronger and more beautiful.

Warriors should have a set of armor and weapons worthy of their identity, which allows them to find a sense of honor in the cruel war.

Today, Nasa and her blood sisters wrap their bodies in armor. From a distance, they look like a group of raptors hunting in the dark. In front of Nasa, Auriden Perino De knelt on one knee, listening to orders from his new master.

And in Nasa's hands, Tyrion's figure loomed in the darkness on a perfectly polished Apexis crystal:

"Protect your people, Auriden, they will be your most trustworthy relatives in the endless life in the future. You have a great mission on your shoulders. Compared with it, the fate of the royal family in Alterac is simply insignificant." It is worth mentioning that we have joined forces to forge a new world of freedom, and this will require great sacrifices from you and your comrades in arms."

"The Syndicate, which will be destroyed in the furious and impotent fires of the enemy, will soon, in the dark dawn, be reborn..."

"Just like you are now."

"Use the power I give you, lurking in the heart of the human empire, when necessary, you will be the sharpest long swords piercing that corrupt system, yes, I never doubt your ability... Hold on tight This strength, and then open-minded, to do great things."

Tyrion's figure slowly disappeared on top of the Apexis crystal. After being carefully polished by the arakkoa craftsman of Tongtian Peak, this crystal from outside the territory has various magical effects. The most important point is that as long as The long-distance communication enabled by the Apexis crystal was difficult to detect by the battle mages scattered throughout Alterac without the use of a large amount of magical support.

But judging from the current situation, no matter what Tyrion drives Nasa to do in the Syndicate organization, this matter has reached the last juncture. Even if Lothar's intelligence officers pay attention to them, it is difficult to make a decision Timely move too.

But this is not to blame those poor intelligence officers, they are not incompetent, but the Syndicate has been infiltrated by the power of Dark Blade long before the empire was established. This is a long line that has been buried for too long. It cannot be discovered, and in this kind of secret confrontation that requires great patience, the elves obviously have a greater advantage.

"Protect them, Auriden. After they wake up, you go to the Arathi Highlands and cut off all ties with the Syndicate."

Nasa put an artistic blood bat mask on her face, and she handed a bright red crystal dagger to the human vampire in front of her in a low voice, and said in a deep voice:

"The moment the Syndicate is destroyed, you can start your new mission without fear. There will be others walking with you there, and you will never fight alone."

"I will do my best."

Auriden expressed his loyalty with the ancient language of the Alterac kingdom that has been passed down for thousands of years, but when he raised his head, there was nothing in front of him. No matter how many times he watched, the blood watchers sneaked Hidden techniques will make people feel scalp tingling, but fortunately, they are now on their side.

Oridon inserted the crystal dagger that was flowing like blood into the belt around his waist. He looked back at the three quiet wooden coffins behind him. In his eyes, the blood-red light danced and was injected with The blood of the Midnight Sons finally allowed Salein to break through the limitation that blood servants could not develop new servants. This cursed bloodline would start from Auriden and spread through the blood from generation to generation among humans.

Of course, for a pure Salein, the power of a human vampire is weak, but for a human who longs for revenge, such power is enough.

"swish"

The blood was beating at the tip of Auriden's fingers, as if he had been given real life. With a wave of his hand, a glass of blood wine with ice cubes fell into his hand. In the light of the fire, he sat on the empty armchair.

While savoring the weird sweetness of the blood wine and the full satisfaction of his body's desires, he hummed a song in the darkness against the firelight.

That was the folk song of Alterac, and Oriden grew up listening to such a ballad, and now, in this slightly weird hum, the last blood of the Perenold royal family that has been passed down for thousands of years, In the end it was dark.

To the warm...darkness.

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The kingdom of Gilneas is at the center of this peninsula country. It is an ancient city divided into four major cities. Thousands of years ago, when Duke Greymane was ordered by Emperor Thoradin to guard the southwest border of the empire, The city has already begun to be built, and in the passage of time, Gilneas City has not lost its original color.

While the Gilneas merchants who were good at doing business sent a steady stream of gold coins back to their homeland, Gilneas City, a city that symbolized royal power, became more and more magnificent.

But in terms of area, it is larger than the human city of Lordaeron in the northern border. More than 800,000 people live in this black-toned city, and one-fifth of the residents in Gilneas live Here, since the lycanthropy disease that broke out in the northern part of the kingdom a few years ago, the city has become more and more crowded. Many refugees who lost their hometowns in the disease have started a new life here.

And not long ago, the outbreak of the disease in Keelne Harbor caused many residents there to flee in a hurry, causing the unstable order of Gilneas City to suffer even more terrifying challenges.

The epidemic is spreading and the situation is grim. At this critical juncture, the Greymane royal family no longer cares about maintaining an image of being close to the people. At the request of His Majesty Jinn, the entire Gilneas City implemented a curfew policy, and its four cities The gates are heavily guarded, and any immigrants and businessmen who enter the city must undergo strict inspections.

So every morning, when the city gate opens, you can see the long line outside the city gate, including refugees with families, children in distress, and gentlemen's hats and tulle. There are also some businessmen who drive horse-drawn carriages into the city to do business, and some soldiers who take turns to rest.

But in today's Gilneas, there is a kind of people who don't need to be checked. They can come and go anywhere in the country at will, and wherever they appear, the people will feel relaxed and safe.

That's the druids...the night elf druids who came from another continent and walked in this strange land in order to cure the werewolf disease.

There are men and women, and they often wear robes made of animal skins. They look like wild druids. Even in the eyes of the tough folk of Gilneas, they are somewhat "immoral", but it cannot be denied that those who respect nature The arrival of the druids really brought a glimmer of hope to this country that was overwhelmed by lycanthropy.

Even if they haven't found a cure for werewolf disease yet, with the help of their miraculous herbs, some innocent people bitten by werewolves can indeed get rid of the nightmare of being transformed into monsters. Although it doesn't work every time, these Druids have indeed become the most welcome "guests" in Gilneas.

Although the druids don't care how this country feels to them... the druids came to Gilneas so proactively not because of "humanitarian spirit". It was born because of a dangerous attempt among the druids. The first generation of werewolves were even some crazy druids addicted to animal nature. Therefore, it can be said that the druids who are now active in Gilneas are actually here to fight for themselves. Mistakes made thousands of years ago, "atonement".

Of course, they wouldn't tell the reason everywhere, and the people of Gilneas naturally didn't know the thoughts of these reclusive druids.

"Get out of the way! Go to the queue!"

At the east gate of Gilneas, the major guarding the gate impatiently waved to the lady who squeezed in front of him:

"No matter who you used to be, be it a nobleman or a big businessman, go to the queue! Everyone has to be checked."

"Huh? So even the messengers who deliver the herbs have to be stopped?"

A slightly weird female voice came into the major's ears. The somewhat irascible major raised his head, and saw a man standing in front of him carrying a herb basket, wearing a gray animal skin robe, and wearing a half mask A night elf with a gray wolf mask on her face, she carried a thornwood staff behind her back, without any pendants on her body, and her long fiery red hair was loosely scattered behind her head.

Obviously, this is a druid, as can be seen from the natural magic patterns carved on both sides of her arms.

"Uh, oh, druid... ma'am, of course, you don't have to line up, any druid is welcome in Gilneas City."

The major hurriedly stood up, rubbed his hands, and said to the druid in front of him with some embarrassment:

"But I still have to ask, these herbs?"

"These herbs are given to Dr. Wolfe, he needs these herbs to extract potions, that is a weird human being, when we met last time, he boasted that he is famous in this city... is it true ?”

The druid girl asked curiously, while the major scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Well, of course, Dr. Wolfe, he is 'famous', but his deranged behavior and personality cannot hide the great achievements of his work in curing lycanthropy... Well, boys, escort this Ms. Druid is going to Dr. Wolf's clinic, oh yes, I want to register, what is your name?"

The dutiful major asked his own question, but the druid hesitated and whispered:

"My name is Cordana... Cordana Starsong, feral druid from Mount Hyjal."

And behind her, some curious children hid behind the adults, secretly looking at the tall druid lady, and their whispers seemed to be heard by the druid, she turned her head, not covered by the wolfskin helmet A gentle smile appeared on the lower half of her covered face, and she waved her hand towards them. Then, under the envious gazes of other civilians, she was escorted into the city by soldiers.

Unlike other druids who live in seclusion, this young looking druid girl is very talkative. She walks on the slightly desolate streets of Gilneas, asking things from time to time, as if she entered the world for the first time. The curious girl in the city, and after she gifted some strange herbs, the two soldiers who escorted her knew everything about the druid girl's problems.

Ten minutes later, they came to the door of "Doctor Wolf's Private Clinic" at the end of Third Avenue in the church district of Gilneas. Although it was just the morning when the sun was rising, it was in front of the clinic that had not yet opened. , there was already a sparse line of more than a dozen people. It seemed that Dr. Wolf's business was booming. In contrast, the two clinics facing the street were empty.

"Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The druid girl bid farewell to the enthusiastic soldiers, and then walked around to the back door of the clinic. She looked around, reached out and knocked on the door, and said in a low voice:

"Open the door! Doctor Wolfe, I'm Cordana, I brought you a new herb, and the story I didn't finish last time, the story called "The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood."

"swish"

The closed door was opened the next moment, and Doctor Wolf, who was only in his pajamas, looked suspiciously at the Druid in front of him, and said in a low voice:

"I don't have a druid friend."

"Of course you didn't."

Cordana took off the wolfskin helmet that covered her eyes. Her blood-red eyes made Wolfe let go of her vigilance. The small and cute nose of the blood watcher moved. She frowned and looked at the human-like dog Such a doctor, she whispered:

"I'll give you 1 minute to send the two women in your house out...Speaking of which, Mr. Wolfe, you haven't forgotten your mission, have you?"

"Entertainment and work do not conflict, Nasa's little follower."

Wolfe yawned, and a dangerous light flashed in his black eyes:

"I know what I'm doing, and I'm doing it well...Come in and say it, my darlings, be your own."

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