So, your subordinates saw with their own eyes that goblin had a working magical mech? ”

Varian and Mercatoc sit in the garden of the Stormwind Court, and in front of them, MI7's Master Shore is reporting on the actions of Shadow Warrior Sonya, while the Gladiator King's focus is more unique than that of the silent and unemotional Mercatoc.

Instead of being angry at the failure of Sonya's solicitation attempt, he asked with great interest:

"And that Dr. Bang gave us a blueprint of the most critical evil engine before leaving? Can you be sure of the authenticity of the drawings? Also, can your staff determine the impact of Dr. Bang's technology on the current civilization of Kalimdor? ”

"This..."

Master Shore glanced at the silent Minister of Industrial Affairs, Gerbin. Mecatok, he whispered:

"MI7 has always believed that professional matters should be handled by real experts, and in the field of engineering, I am convinced, there is no one more vocal than Mr. Mecatok."

Varian nodded, leaning back in his chair very relaxed, looking back at the gnome:

"So, what do you say? My friend Mecatok. ”

"Huh?"

This question disturbed the dwarf master craftsman who was thinking, and the latter sighed, and said in a somewhat unemotional voice:

"I've seen that drawing, it's genuine... Dr. Bang Bang didn't fool us, the drawings described in detail the structure of the evil energy engine he envisioned, and if that little girl Sonia saw the magic mech that could move with her own eyes, it meant that Dr. Bang Bang had indeed made a qualified evil energy engine. ”

"Does that mean that we can..."

A gleam flashed in Varian's eyes, but Mecatok guessed what the king wanted to say, and he shook his head:

"Nope! We can't do it, not because of technology, but because of the material... With the current level of material production in the Human Empire, we can't make a qualified evil energy engine at all, and even if we barely make it, its service life will be shortened by many times, but although we can't make a weapon-grade engine, we can try to make some civilian-grade engines. ”

Speaking of this, the whimsy of the dwarf master craftsman burst out again, and he said with great interest:

"For example, the idea of a "steam warship" proposed by the shipbuilders of Kul Tiras earlier, we can completely replace the low-output steam engine with an evil engine, or modify it... Evil energy is an unsafe energy after all, and if it can be exchanged for arcane or elemental energy, it can come in handy! ”

"That's pretty good, too! I'll have the engineering technicians at the Lion Institute start copying it right away. ”

Varian flicked his finger in satisfaction, and he glanced at Shore, who nodded slightly.

Obviously, the king saw an ineffable business opportunity in those few drawings, and this good thing would certainly not be taken out and shared with other kingdoms, at least until technology became widespread.

"Even if it's an imitation, it's estimated that it will take a long time."

The dwarf didn't notice the eye contact between the King and Shore, and his attention was focused on the words that Dr. Bang brought to him at the end, Gerbin. Mecatok and Dr. Bang didn't have a very deep friendship, and they had only met a few times at the annual meetings of the Engineering Society, but as leaders of dwarf engineering and goblin engineering, they had a kind of friendship between the two sides in addition to the intellectual struggle.

And now, Dr. Bang Bang has gone to the path of the stars, and he, he is stuck in the human nation, so wantonly wasting his precious time and precious wisdom.

Thinking of this, Mecatok felt the urge to immediately resign to Varian and return to Okaz Island to study, but he was not a half-person... So he didn't make that impulsive decision, and with Mecatok's IQ, he could easily tell that maybe Dr. Bang himself didn't understand, but there was obviously a trace of "Tyrian-esque" conspiracy in his message.

Obviously, the strange High Lord used his words to influence Dr. Bang Bang, and then to influence Mecatok, to create a little "joke" about the industrial affairs of the Stormwind Kingdom, and he seemed to use this joke-like "trick" to bring Varian's reform to the ground.

Mecatok's low mood also attracted Varian's attention, and the king waved his hand, and Master Shore quietly left the garden, and after only Varian and Mecatok, the Storm King said with some emotion:

"Great craftsman, you know? When I was a gladiator, at the beginning, I was a gladiatorial apprentice under Rhaegal and I was trained by a powerful orc gladiator, but he was a gladiator apprentice like me, not a real gladiator... We were rivals at that time, and I learned the art of fighting from him, and I was weak at that time, so in my eyes, that fierce orc was my worst opponent! ”

"Then one day, the orc was suddenly chosen as a full-fledged gladiator in the gladiatorial team of Regal and as I watched him step onto the gladiatorial arena that represented glory, I suddenly felt a very mixed emotion in my heart... Jealous, or unwilling, I could have tied with him, but why was he the one standing there receiving the cheers, and not me? ”

Varian's sudden story made the brilliant Mercatok look up, and the gnome looked at the king, he knew very well why Varian was telling this story, and after a few seconds, Mecatok shook his head:

"Nope! Varian, I'm not jealous of Dr. Bang Bang, I know how smart he is, I know how strong his thirst for new knowledge is, I just... It's just that, alas, maybe I was really influenced by his message, for scientists, it's better not to get too involved in politics, but I made this mistake, Dr. Bang Bang is right, in the years since I returned to the Empire, I haven't done my research well at all..."

The master craftsman raised his head and looked at the slightly gloomy sky overhead:

"So I'm overtaken by him, he's already trying to get into the stars, to fulfill a scientist's greatest fantasy, and I, I'm stuck on the ground, I can only look up to the sky, I can only look up to him."

"No, no, no!"

Varian shrugged:

"I'm not talking about this... I'm not done yet, be patient, Mecatok. ”

"That orc opponent of mine had won several gladiatorial matches, and his reputation had grown, however, just a few days later, he met an even more terrifying opponent, an orc Juggernaut, and my opponent may have been overwhelmed by the victory, and he was easily cut off by the old Juggernaut... This story taught me a vivid lesson when I was still very young and let me know... How important it is to lay a solid foundation. ”

"I was a gladiatorial apprentice in Rhaegal's team for 3 years, and then it took me 1 year to become several gladiatorial champions, and even the Juggernaut who cut off my opponent's head at that time failed in front of me, that's what I want to say! Great craftsmen. ”

Varian reached out and patted Mecatok on the shoulder, and he whispered:

"If you go fast, you may not be able to reach the finish line in advance, and the person who can really stand on the champion throne will always be the one who is ready for everything."

"What I really want to ask you is, after ignoring Dr. Bang's influence, do you think you're ready to step into the stars?"

The king's question made the somewhat frustrated dwarf froze for a moment, and after a dozen seconds of thinking, Gerbin. Mecatok exhaled, and his usual heartless smile hung on his face:

"Yikes! Varian, you're a good friend, a good brother... Indeed, I wasn't prepared at all, and even if I threw everything away to chase Dr. Bang now, I wouldn't be faster than him, but I might take my own life for being too risky..."

After laughing, the gnome's expression became serious again, and he looked at Varian:

"But I'm 30 years behind him! I'm going to serve you in your country for 30 years, Varian, so we're going to have to do it all faster, and then use the industrial base I built for this country to make sure I catch up with Dr. Bang, or even overtake... I'm going to get serious, Varian! ”

"I wish your poor country and your ministers could keep up with the speed of my mind..."

"Oh, this could be a terrible challenge for them..."

Varian laughed and said to the gnomes:

"But we'll do our best... But speaking of which, you've finished reading Miss Sonia's mission report, what do you think Dr. Bang Bang's words reveal? ”

Faced with this question, Mecatok snapped his fingers, and the dwarf spoke quickly in a sharp voice:

"Obviously, the Darkblade Legion is no longer satisfied with the power of Azeroth, and the Necrons are actively exploring ways to advance beyond the world, you should have noticed, Dr. Bang Bang said "Tyrion will give him a planet", which means that the Darkblade may have mastered the way to travel from Azeroth to the outer regions of the stars, it could be an interstellar portal, or it could be... Some engineering technology that only exists in fantasy. ”

"Like those Legion's Evil Ships... If Dr. Bang Bang can crack the mysteries of the magic mech, then he will definitely be able to destroy the mysteries of those Legion warships, after all, that guy is the smartest person in all of Azeroth, even smarter than me, so I can't underestimate him. ”

"Yes, it makes sense!"

Varian nodded solemnly, and he asked again:

"What else?"

"Also, I'm starting to think that all the speculations you made earlier, about Tyrion and Darkblade, should be right."

The dwarf master craftsman rubbed his ears and looked at the task report in his hand, and he said:

"Judging from what Dr. Bang Bang said, the Darkblade Legion does no longer regard the Empire as its opponent, the two are no longer on the same level, and it can be seen from their war against those long-eared elves this time, if the necromancers are willing, they can completely conquer any country in this world within a day..."

"But it's a good thing!"

The gnome shrugged:

"This means that Darkblade won't focus too much on other civilizations, and no giant in his right mind will take the initiative to trample on the ants at his feet, which means that you have plenty of time to complete your plans, Varian, as long as your friends of the king don't make foolish moves to provoke the undead."

"I'm an engineering researcher, Varian, and I'm an engineer, and I can tell you responsibly that, judging from the signs of Tyrion's activities over the past few years, it is clear that he is carrying out a purposeful and detailed plan for Azeroth, of which all civilizations in the entire world are members, and humanity... You've been planned. ”

"So you should advise your friends of the king to take their eyes off the undead for a moment, they are not your enemies except for their blood feuds, at least not for now."

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On the 7th day after Dr. Bang Bang left Gakison, in the conference room of Lordaeron City on the eastern continent, I received news that Tyrion and other Death Lords, as well as the Blood Lords, as well as the Forgotten Kings who were busy observing other civilizations on weekdays, gathered together today.

This mighty formation, as well as the solemnity in the eyes of those dead spirits, all showed... Something important happened, or rather, was about to happen.

"Bang"

The door to the conference room was pushed open by two high-ranking knights, and the archlich Anastarian, armed with papers. The Sunstrider, the Lich Lord Prince Pharodis, and the President of the Federal Academy of Magic, Elsa . Blue Moon, and the First Lord of the Sindra Elves, Mordant. Eternal Shadow, the most powerful magician in the Darkblade Legion, walked into the conference room in unison.

The Grand Lord Tyrion, who was sitting in the center of the conference room, looked around, except for a few lords who had important tasks and could not come, everyone else was here.

So he nodded, and said to the Great Lich:

"Let's get started! The Sunstrider..."

"About that incident you informed us... About this imminent tide of magic that envelops the world... And, after the tide of magic recedes, or rather stabilizes... What the hell is going to be like in this damn world..."