In the courtyard of the mansion at midnight, Tyrion and his former collaborator are engaged in a parting conversation.

Tails, the badly wounded assassin, seemed to have lost all his spirit at this point, and even his whole body shook as he spoke, apparently enduring the pain coming from his body.

"I knew I had to make another choice, anyone with sanity should have made another choice, but Tyrion, I refuse... I can't hug my future child with my hands stained with the blood of my compatriots, I've done a lot of things wrong, and I can't be wrong anymore. ”

"Yes."

Tyrion shrugged:

"That's a pity, for breaking the order of the Federation and participating in a serious conspiracy, you will be sentenced to 15 years in prison, in the most remote part of the world of Draenor, in another world, do you understand? After 15 years, if you're not dead, you're facing a second trial, and you only have a one-in-three chance of getting away with it... You may never see your child again. ”

Tyrion didn't say a word, and Tails' body trembled, but until Tyrion finished speaking, Tyreon didn't answer again.

This attitude surprised the High Lord, who had been in contact with Tails before, and knew that Tails was not a person who was persistent in his heart, so he asked again:

"Can you tell me what made you make this decision?"

"Emperor Lothar... The Imperial Intelligence Section isn't all a bunch of rubbish either, and before the Battle of Whispering Harbor, they found out about my relationship with you, and they informed the Emperor of Lothar. ”

Tails closed his eyes, as if he was entrusting the future:

"He knew I was a traitor, he knew all the dirty things I had done, but at the end of his life, he still chose to believe me, he told me that I still deserve a second chance, on the battlefield, before I face off with you, he handed over his legacy to me and let me take it back to the Empire... All I have to do now is close my eyes and see the last thing the Emperor has entrusted me with, I can't do it, Tyrion, I can't betray that great man anymore. ”

"So you chose to sacrifice yourself?"

Tyrion shook his head noncommittally:

"It's stupid that a smart person like you is also toyed with by him."

"I don't have much more to say to you, Tails, enjoy your sentence, I give you one last piece of advice, don't try to escape, no one can survive the cold winter of Frostfire Ridge, and... You can write to your wife and children there, and for the sake of the pleasant cooperation we have had before, I give you this privilege. ”

"All I want you to do is not hurt them, Tyrion."

At the moment when he was escorted back into the darkness by the agents, Tails gritted his teeth and roared like a mad beast:

"You promised me! Don't hurt them, Tyrion! ”

"Buzz"

The figures of Tails and the agent disappeared into the darkness, and after a long silence, the High Lord looked back at the shadow, and he asked seriously:

"Do you plan to take his wife hostage and force him to comply?"

Shadow wanted to shake her head, but under Tyrion's gaze, she nodded:

"Yes, Tails has some information that's important to us, I think..."

"Then do it!"

Tyrion's answer made Shadow look up in shock, and in her memory, it seemed that her lord had never been a man who would do anything for the sake of the end.

Tyrion reached out and touched the shadow's hair coiled behind her head, a gesture as intimate as before, which made the shadow subconsciously retreat, but in the end, she stood there and let Tyrion untie her tangled hair.

"Bring his wife back safely, this guy is determined to die... If you don't give him a thought, it is estimated that he will kill himself on the day he arrives in District 13... Look at our opponents, Shadow, Lothar, hehe... What a glorious and righteous emperor, he is no worse than us in playing such a careful conspiracy. ”

"But how to say it... After all, Tails served the Dark Blade, this is not the end he deserves, Lothar used his mission to trap him, so that Tails is willing to die for him, I won't let him succeed so easily... Tails will live, and eventually, he will see clearly the hypocritical nature of the empire he has dedicated himself to, and he will become a citizen of the Commonwealth, and with his wife and son, he will have his own life again. ”

"This is my last game with Lothar, let's see who will win."

Tyrion shook his head, took a step back, and looked at the shadow of the long-haired shawl, and nodded:

"It's still more pleasing to the eye... How? Do you really think I'm going to threaten him with his wife? ”

The shadow shook her head and said no more, and at the moment when her figure disappeared into the darkness, Tyrion whispered:

"Whatever your name is now, anyway, welcome back."

The shadow's body shuddered as if fleeing the place, and she jumped into the shadows, leaving only a deep nasal voice.

"Hmm."

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"Everyone has seen the information sent back by the Cold Wind Commandos, after the end of the Westward Expansion War, the most active place for the Human Empire so far is in the Borean Tundra in Northrend, and it seems that they intend to build a forward base there."

Death Lord Glokush's finger tapped at the southwest corner of the map of Northrend on the table, and he looked at his colleagues in front of him, and he muttered:

"At present, there is a legion of the Human Empire, as well as a large number of copperbeard dwarves and draenei, according to the location of their current strongholds with frequent activities, it seems that the human empire intends to unite the dwarves and draenei to completely turn the borean tundra into a large province of theirs, which may be that they have taken a fancy to the fertile land of the boredian tundra."

"In short, since this punishment war can't be too big, and we want to minimize the interference with the reconstruction of civilization, then let's simply choose this battlefield here, with the defeat of that vanguard legion as the strategic goal, as the response of the Federation and the Dark Blade to the rescue operation of the Human Empire... They took a great artisan, and we captured one of their generals and nearly 3,000 soldiers, destroyed several of the forts they had built, and brought their immigrants back to the Union. ”

The orc Death Lord touched his chin, and there was a glint in his eyes:

"Beat them up!"

"What about the Draenei and the Copperbeard Dwarves?"

Ariel, who was sitting next to her, flicked her tail, she looked at the few red dots on the map, and she asked:

"According to their relationship with the Human Empire, when we act, it is very likely that they will send troops to help the human race..."

"Well, that couldn't be better."

Glokush smiled a little:

"Then pull them together and beat them up! Just in time to create an opportunity for the agents of the Darkblade Intelligence Agency, who are plotting to steal the remaining Atama Crystals from the Draenei city, which will inevitably become empty once the war in the Borean Tundra begins. ”

"It always sounds a little weird, according to the old tradition, shouldn't you just rush into the Shining Plains and destroy a city?"

Luminas crossed his arms and said with an ugly sneer:

"Someone else slapped us, we didn't dare to pull it back, even the revenge has to be so sneaky, hey, it's really uninteresting."

"Shut up, Lumi."

Rogerio, who had not spoken, glared at Luminas fiercely:

"You're engaged in private tandem things, we'll talk about it later, although the boss didn't say anything, do you think he will feel comfortable? The sentence he relayed to you was a small warning, in short, I beg you, settle down for a while, and go to the Black Iron District to accompany your husband..."

"I just can't swallow that!"

Luminas gritted her teeth, a hint of regret flashed in her eyes:

"You haven't seen my Myra hurt by them, and I wish I could rush to Kalimdor right now and kill all those stupid humans! If it was defeated on the battlefield, I have nothing to say, but playing with such a shitty means ... It's disgusting! ”

Seeing that Lumi's emotions were about to explode again, Roglio hurriedly gave Irel a look, and the latter stood up, patting Luminas on the back to soothe her, and pulling her out of the combat command room half-pulled and half-dragged her.

"Without triggering an all-out war, only Northrend is suitable as a battlefield for conflict."

Sarufar leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, and his voice was lowered:

"Actually, if you want me to say, this war of punishment is also meaningless, the humans rescued Mecatok, which shows that there is a hole in our own defense line, they just seized this hole, and from the current situation, it is understandable that human beings have adopted this unequal combat mode... Since it has been decided to give human beings time to develop, what to do with these meaningless things. ”

"It's not a kid fight, you hit me, I have to go back... If we really want to retaliate, it seems that we are too stingy. ”

"We all know it, Sarufar."

Glokush, who was the presiding officer of the war conference, pulled out an ugly smile and said meaningfully:

"Not everyone is as impulsive as Luminas, and the boss isn't unconcerned... Borean tundra is where we are bound to go in the future, you know what I mean? It's not just for the sake of a war of punishment... You see, in addition to humans, draenei, and dwarves, there is another kind of thing in the borean tundra that exists. ”

Glokush's half-revealed words made the other Death Lords who couldn't lift their spirits suddenly come alive, and Celant's finger flicked on the map, and after a moment, he raised his head and looked at the others:

"So, the real goal... Are those blue dragons? ”

"No, no, no, that's the goal for the future."

Glokush waved his hand, he seemed reluctant to talk too much on the subject, he just said in passing:

"What the Blue Dragon guards is very important for the future Federation, I can only say this, in short... In addition to teaching the unbehaving children a lesson, this war also has an important purpose, which is to collect information about the terrain of the Borean tundra and, if possible, send scouts to explore the island of Khodara. ”

"If that's the case, then it's necessary to add a few more reconnaissance wings in addition to the warband."

Sarufalmo rubbed his chin, and the other Death Lords nodded in agreement, the process of actually starting to plan the war was very smooth, after all, the people sitting here were a group of serious warmongers, but in addition to discussing business, they would also talk about other things.

"By the way, I've heard that the Intelligence Bureau has a plan to snatch Mecatok back, do you think this is feasible?"

Celent excitedly spread out Kalimdor's tactical map in front of him, and he looked at the others:

"Where do you think the humans will hide that gnome?"

"It's hard to say, we don't know much about Kalimdor, and there are so many places where people can hide in the terrain occupied by humans."

Rubbing his forehead, Roglio quickly filtered useful information in his mind, and finally, he spoke:

"But in order for Mecatok's civil engineering to be able to produce, there must be a large enough place, like our Black Iron Zone, and in addition, there must be other industrial resources in that place, and finally, in order to prevent us from attacking that industrial area, that place must be secluded enough."

"There is also a traffic problem, based on the experience of the Black Iron District, even if something is done, it is a big problem that it cannot be transported."

Glokush added:

"If Mecatok can be called a genius engineer, he must know this... Looking at it this way, in fact, there is not much room left for the human empire to choose. ”

There was silence for a while, and Sarufar stretched out his finger and clicked on one of the three areas on the map, and the others nodded slowly, proving that everyone's guess should be about the same.

"However, judging from the importance that humans attach to Mecatok, even if they guess the hiding place, it will take a lot of trouble to get the gnomes back."

"Actually, if you want me to say, it's better to let him go, the dwarf is like a prisoner on our side, it is better to let him go back to his own place, maybe he can give us some surprises."

"Well, enough has been discussed."

Eventually, with a wave of his hand, the moderator of the meeting stopped the topic:

"That dwarf is a complete pacifist, and the Human Empire wants him to design weapons, I'm afraid he's going the wrong way... Anyway, let's take a look first! If necessary, it will be nothing more than a wave of large-scale landing operations ... When it comes to war, are we, the dead, afraid of the living? ”

"Hahahaha, that's right!"

"The boss must think the same way, he likes to play this kind of trick of wanting to get away with it."

"yes, he's just such a bad taste."

"I've heard that the boss has been doing something special lately, and I've seen him escape from somewhere with his injuries all over... Honestly, I've never seen him so embarrassed, and he kept it secret from anyone else..."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, maybe the Boss is eavesdropping on his invisible bird... Wait, Boss, you... When did you come? We didn't speak ill of you! We swear! ”