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

Nassa stood at the entrance of Cindy's encryption room, looking at the three beautifully decorated walnut wooden coffins placed in the center of a luxurious room, around which special scented wax was lit to form a mysterious but useless emblem, this house contained almost no other mysterious powers except for the hidden magic array, but it was created with a very mysterious feeling.

It's not just decoration.

A long time ago, when Nassa was still serving Tyrion, she learned a lot from her own majesty, in the eyes of simple mortals, any power worth pursuing is mysterious, they should also be mysterious, ritualistic, this is a very complex thing, it may be just a trick in nature, but you have to admit that in many cases, creating a sense of mystery can make your words and thoughts more acceptable.

The Blood Warden has shed his impaired dress and put on blood-red armor, and thanks to the innovation of the Dark Furnace City's forging process again and again, the armor that the best Raven Scouts have smuggled here through the night has become stronger and more beautiful.

Warriors should have a set of armor and weapons worthy of their status, which will allow them to find a sense of honor in the brutal war.

Now Nassa and her blood sisters wrapped their bodies in armor, and from a distance, they looked like a flock of birds of prey hunting in the night. Pirenor fell to his knees, listening to the orders of his new master.

And in Nassa's hand, on top of an exceptionally perfect polished Episis crystal, Tyrion's figure loomed in the darkness:

"Protect your people, Ouriden, they will be your most trusted relatives in the endless life to come, you carry a great mission, compared to the fate of the royal family of Alterac, we join forces to forge a new world of freedom, and this, you and your comrades will have to sacrifice greatly."

"Syndicate, it will be destroyed in the angry and impotent flames of the enemy, but soon, in the dark dawn, it will be reborn..."

"Just like you are now."

"Use the power I have given you, lurking in the heart of the human empire, and if necessary, you will be the sharpest sword to pierce into that corrupt system, yes, I have never doubted your abilities... Hold on to this power, and then be open-minded and go for great things. ”

Tyrion's figure slowly disappeared above the Episis Crystal, a crystal from outside the realm that had been carefully polished by the Raven craftsmen of Mt. Tongten, and had all sorts of magical effects, the most important of which was that the long-range communication achieved by the Episis Crystal would be difficult to detect by the battlemages all over Alterac without the use of a large amount of magical support.

But judging from the current situation, no matter what Tyrion drove Nasa to do in the Syndicate, this matter has reached the final moment, and even if Lothar's intelligence officers pay attention to them, it will be difficult to make timely measures.

But this is not to blame the poor intelligence officers, they are not incompetent, but the syndicate has been infiltrated by the power of the Dark Blade long before the empire was established, this is a long line that has been buried for too long, so long that humans can't dig it out, and in this kind of secret confrontation that requires great patience, the elves obviously have a greater advantage.

"Protect them, Orriden, and when they wake up, go to the Arathi Heights and cut off all contact with the Syndicate."

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

"At the moment of the fall of the Syndicate, you can begin your new mission without fear, there are others there who will walk with you, and you will never be alone."

"Will do their best."

Auriden expressed his loyalty in the ancient language of the Alterac Kingdom, which had been passed down for thousands of years, but when he looked up, there was nothing in front of him, and no matter how many times he looked at it, the blood watchers' miraculous stealth skills would make people's scalps tingle, but fortunately, they were on their side now.

Auriden inserted the crystal dagger that flowed like blood into the buckle around his waist, he looked back at the three quiet wooden coffins behind him, in his eyes, the blood-red light pulsed, and was infused with the source blood of the Midnight Child, which allowed Salein to finally break through the restriction that the blood servants could not develop new minions, and this cursed bloodline would start from Auriden, and spread among the human race through the spread of blood from generation to generation.

Of course, the power of human vampires can be called weak for pure Salein, but for humans who crave the fire of revenge, such power is enough.

"Huh"

The blood of blood pulsed on the tips of Oriden's fingers, as if given real life, and with a wave of his hand, a glass of blood wine with ice cubes fell into his hand, and he stepped forward slowly, and sat down in the empty chair in the warm light of the fireplace.

While tasting the strange sweetness of blood wine and the full satisfaction of his body, he hummed a song in the darkness against the firelight.

It was the folk song of Alterac, and Oriden grew up listening to it, and now, in this slightly eerie hum, the last blood of the royal family of Pirenod, which had been passed down for thousands of years, finally went to darkness.

Attributed to the warm... Dark.

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At the heart of the peninsular, the kingdom of Gilneys is an ancient city divided into four large cities, which began thousands of years ago when Duke Greymane was ordered by Soladin the Great to guard the southwestern border of the empire, and the city has not lost its original color in the passage of time.

While the business-savvy merchants of Gilneth sent a steady stream of gold coins back to their home countries, the city of Gilneys, a symbol of royal power, became more and more majestic.

But in terms of floor space, it is larger than the human city of Lordaeron in the north, a black-hued city that is home to more than 800,000 people and a fifth of the inhabitants of Gilneys, but since the outbreak of bestiality in the northern borders of the kingdom a few years ago, the city is now becoming more and more crowded, and many refugees who have lost their homes in the epidemic have started a new life here.

The recent outbreak of the epidemic in Dragonbone Harbor caused many residents there to flee in a hurry, causing the unstable order of Gilneth City to suffer even more terrible challenges.

At the behest of the epidemic and the severity of the situation, the royal family of Greymane could no longer care to maintain a close image of the people, and at the behest of His Majesty Jean, the whole city of Gilneys was subject to a night curfew, and all four of its gates were heavily guarded, and any immigrants and merchants entering the city were subject to strict inspection.

So every morning, when the city gate is opened, you can see the long queue outside the city gate, there are refugees with families and troubled children, refugees with gentleman's hats and tulle, some merchants driving carriages into the city to do business, and some soldiers taking turns to rest.

But in Gilneth today, there is a kind of people who do not need to be checked, they can come and go everywhere in the country at will, and where they appear, people will feel relaxed and safe.

That's the druid... Night elf druids from another continent who roam this strange land in order to cure the werewolf plague.

They were men and women, often dressed in robes made of animal skins, and some wild druid costumes, which even seemed to the fierce Gilneys to be somewhat "unethical", but it cannot be denied that the arrival of those druids who admired nature did bring a glimmer of hope to a country overwhelmed by bestiality.

Even if they haven't found a cure for the werewolf plague yet, with the help of their magical herbs, some innocent people bitten by werewolves can indeed get rid of the nightmare of transforming into monsters, although not every time it will take effect, these druids have indeed become the most popular "guests" of Gilnis.

Although the druids didn't care how the country felt to them... The druids took the initiative to come to Gilneth not because of the "humanitarian spirit", thousands of years ago, the birth of werewolves was because of a dangerous attempt within the druids, and the first werewolves were even simply some crazy druids who indulged in animal nature, so it can be said that the druids who are now operating in Gilneth are actually here to "atone" for the mistakes they made thousands of years ago.

Of course, they don't go around talking about this reason, and the people of Gilneth don't know the minds of these druids who live in seclusion.

"Get out of the way! Go get in line! ”

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

"It doesn't matter who you used to be, whether it's a nobleman or a big businessman, go get in line! All are subject to examination. ”

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

A slightly strange female voice reached the Major's ears, and the somewhat irascible Major looked up and saw a Night Elf with a basket of herbs, a gray animal skin robe, and a gray wolf mask that covered half of her face, carrying a thornwood staff behind her, without any pendant on her body, and her long fiery red hair scattered haphazardly behind her head.

Apparently, it was a druid, as could be seen by the natural patterns carved on the sides of her arms.

"Uh, oh, druid... Ma'am, of course, you don't have to wait in line, Gilneth City welcomes any druid. ”

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 were given to Dr. Wolfe, who needed them to extract the potion, a strange human who, when we last met, boasted that he was famous in the city... Is it true? ”

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

"Well, of course, Dr. Wolfe, he is indeed "famous", but his crazy actions and personality cannot hide the great achievements of his work in curing bestiosis... Well, lads, escort this Druid lady to Dr. Wolfe's clinic, oh by the way, I'm going to register, what's your name, please? ”

The dutiful major asked his own question, and the druid hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"My name is Kodana... Kodana. Star Song, a wild druid from Mount Hyjal. ”

Behind her, some curious children hid behind the adults, secretly looking at the tall lady druid, and their whispers seemed to be heard by the druids, who turned her head and gave a gentle smile to the lower half of her face, which was not covered by the wolfskin visor, and she waved at them, and was escorted into the city by the soldiers under the envious gaze of the other civilians.

Unlike the other druids who lived in seclusion, this young-looking druid girl was very talkative, she walked the slightly desolate streets of Gilness, asking questions from time to time, like a curious girl entering a human city for the first time, and after she gave her some strange herbs, the two soldiers who escorted her also knew all about the druid girl's problems.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that they came to the door of the "Dr. Wolfe's Private Clinic" at the end of Third Avenue in the Gilneth Church District, although it was just the early morning of the sun, but in front of the clinic that had not yet opened, there was already a queue of more than a dozen people.

"Aggressive, aggressive"

The druid maiden bid farewell to the enthusiastic soldiers, and then went around to the back door of the clinic, where she looked left and right, reached out and knocked on the door, and whispered:

"Open the door! Dr. Wolfe, I'm Kodana, and I've brought you new herbs, as well as the story I didn't finish telling last time, the one called "The Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood." ”

"Huh"

The closed door was opened the next moment, and Dr. Wolff, who was only dressed in pajamas, looked at the druid suspiciously and warily, and he whispered:

"I don't have a single druid friend."

"Of course, you don't."

Kordana took off her wolfskin helmet that covered her eyes, her blood-red eyes made Wolf let down his guard, the small and cute nose of the Blood Watcher moved, she frowned, looked at the dog-like doctor in front of her, and she whispered:

"Give you 1 minute to send the 2 women in your house out... Speaking of which, Mr. Wolfe, you haven't forgotten your mission, have you? ”

"Entertainment and work don't conflict, Nasa's little henchman."

Wolf yawned, and a dangerous glint flashed in his black eyes:

"I know what I'm doing, and I'm doing well... Come in and say, my little cuties, it's my own. ”