Eastern Kingdom, Lordaeron.

This city, which had been baptized by war nearly a year ago, has recovered from the ruins, and the efficiency of the undead laborers is unquestionable, not to mention the fact that the stonemasons of the Federation also used advanced machinery when building the city, so less than 4 months later, the city of Lordaeron has re-established itself in a different way on the permanently changed land of the northern frontier.

There are few signs of living activity in the city, and according to the "Magic Tide" theory of the Great Lich of the Sunstrider, this city near the original Eye of Sargeras bombardment site will not be suitable for living people for at least 5 years.

Lord Tyrion of the Darkblade. Dawnblade was now standing on the tall black walls of Lordaeron, and he looked south, and could easily see the bay of Dalaran, which was connected to the former Lake Lordammere, and beneath the vast strait, which spanned an astonishing 1,200 yards from north to south, rushed cold waters, and the sound of the water crashing against the cliffs echoed between the straits, like a giant beast swallowing water.

On the strait, the stones that once combined into the northern frontier land were shattered, and now under the stimulation of the faint evil energy and magic here, they are suspended above the strait in a posture that slowly changes the trajectory, and there are at least a few thousand floating islands in the air, forming a very special scene under the daily sunlight.

This is a landscape "planned" by Tyrion himself, and every time he sees a strange scene, he will feel a touch of discord in his heart.

Of course, he didn't come here to relax, he came for two important things.

"Sorry, Great Lord, I'm late."

Wolf in a black dress. Wallace hurried up to the wall, he stood two meters away from Tyrion, and whispered his apologies to the High Lord, saying:

"There's a little bit of a situation in Gilneth City, and some old residents are reluctant to leave their hometowns and go to New Gilneth in southern Xinjiang, and I've been dealing with this for a while, and to be honest, it's a headache to convince those stubborn guys."

"Well, I heard."

Tyrion didn't care about the belated arrival of his subordinates, he waved his finger and motioned for Wolf to move forward, the former werewolf doctor hesitated, and finally stepped forward and stood side by side with Tyrion on the city wall, behind them, there were some vigilant high-ranking knights who defended the Great Lord, although... Their high lord does not need their protection.

"I saw a report about Gilneth immigration in the newspapers of the Federal District, and I have to say, you did a great job, Wolf."

Tyrion praised his subordinates' work in a calm and moodless tone of the undead:

"It's even more than I imagined, but I'd like to hear your report in person... Let's get started. ”

"Well, okay, High Lord."

It's normal for Wolf to have an instinctive fear of Tyrion, but as a member of the Darkblade, he doesn't think the High Lord is a moody monarch, in fact, Wolf thinks Tyrion is more just than a human king.

The werewolf doctor cleared his throat in human form and reported to the High Lord:

"After the battle of Northern Xinjiang, in addition to the Gilnesians who followed King Liam to Kalimdor, there were still about 75-800,000 people in the territory of Gilneis, including werewolves, including immigrants transferred from all over Northern Xinjiang, and after the three groups of immigrants were transferred, there were still 300,000 werewolves who were injected with the herbs of the moonlit night, almost all of them."

"After they came to their senses, I divided a special city in Gilneth City according to the requirements of the Federation, which was used to house those werewolves who were interested in returning to human society, about 220,000 or so, in fact, you know, most of the werewolves were unwilling to admit that they were beasts, and after the transformation ability given by the moonlit herb was adapted, a large part of them learned to control their wildness and anger within 2 months, with the help of the withercaller druids."

"That's also the first werewolf pioneers to be sent to New Gilneis... I have enough reason to think that they will get along well with their former compatriots, and I have enough data to prove it. ”

Wolf shrugged:

"But the remaining 80,000 stubborn werewolves are very troublesome, most of them are soldiers, nobles or upper-class people in the Greymane period, nostalgic for the past, unwilling to accept reality, unwilling to compromise with the order of the Federation, in short, they are all thorns, three days and two heads of independence, especially after hearing that King Jean is still alive, they always clamoring for Jean to return to Gilne... Although they can't make much trouble with the supervision of the Hellfire Band, I think it is undoubtedly inappropriate to send this group of people to southern Xinjiang. ”

Wolf thought for a moment and concluded his report with one sentence:

"They have their own set of stubborn ideas, and wild forces that are dangerous to the citizens, and they are too hostile to the federal order, so the current city of Gilneth is the most suitable place for them to live, at least there, and they will not harm anyone but themselves."

"Yes, that's good."

Tyrion nodded, his gaze resting on the wide strait in front of him, and after a moment, he suddenly reached out and patted Wolf's shoulder:

"The post of Governor of New Gilneth is still vacant, I have recommended you to the Federal Supreme Council, and in the last few days you may receive an invitation from the Supreme Council... Go to Stormwind City for half a month of management training, and work well in the Federation, Wolfe, your future is bright. ”

He looked back at the bewildered werewolf, and he held out his left hand towards Wolf:

"This means that you will be stripped from the Darkblade Legion, so it's an honor to work with you and thank you for your contribution to the Darkblade."

"It's... This..."

Looking at Tyrion's outstretched hand, Wolf's mind was in turmoil, he knew very well that the current federal district and the Darkblade's political system were slowly separating, and the governors of the Kazmodan district and the Arathi district, which were originally ruled by the Darkblade, had begun to be concurrently served by federal councilors, and the Darkblade would no longer interfere in the federal political system except for the significant Black Iron District.

In other words, the Federation, the "child" raised by the dark blade, is about to break away from his father's cold embrace and truly embark on his own path.

Although he had always known that the High Lord was a very generous man, what really made Wolf find it difficult to accept was that Tyrion had so easily handed him the throne of a governor... That's the Governor, in the federal system, it is a second-level position under the Supreme Council, and has most of the administrative power over the lower regions of the Federation, which is equivalent to the king of a country if it is placed in the human empire.

This made Wolfe, who was born in a commoner, couldn't help but feel a little panic, and a trace of apprehension, he didn't know if he could be qualified for such a position, Wolfe, who was involved in the political system of the Federal District, knew that the position of governor was not easy to do, especially during the pioneer period, once something went wrong, it was to be responsible.

What's more, he is also a werewolf who wanders outside of human society, a different species.

"Don't be afraid!"

Seeing a hint of fear in Wolf's eyes, Tyrion took the initiative to take Wolf's hand, and he whispered:

"Go ahead, I promise you, if you lose your position, the Darkblade Legion will keep you open."

It was a joke, obviously, but it also showed Wolf the deeper meaning of Tyrion that he didn't need to be afraid of political battles, because behind him there was a behemoth like the Blade to support him.

Thinking of this, all the panic in Wolfe's heart was suddenly swept away, he tried his best to straighten his waist, grabbed the hand of the great lord like a dog and shook it up and down, he gritted his teeth and said:

"I won't forget where I came from, and I won't disgrace you!"

"Good."

Tyrion nodded in satisfaction, but he wasn't done yet:

"I also have a special task for you, Wolf, there are currently many races in the Federation, and the Supreme Council has been trying to advocate for different racial marriages, but you also know that for other immortals, it is not unusual to have children, and werewolves are an exception, as far as I know, there have been examples of humans and werewolves intermarrying in Gilneis, and they have successfully bred offspring, which is good... I hope that when you run New Gilneys, I will see werewolves and humans bridge the gap. ”

He glanced at Wolf:

"It's important, it's going to be the first step in eliminating racial divisions, you get what I mean?"

"Wrap it up on me, Great Lord!"

Wolf patted his chest and agreed, and that confident gesture almost turned into a werewolf and howled, looking at the back of Wolfe leaving, looking at the gesture that the werewolf seemed to invite a few taels when he walked, Tyrion couldn't help but shake his head.

But anyway, the matter about the werewolf finally got a not-so-perfect, but passable result, and just after Wolfe left, Tyrion saw the leader of the Hellfire Band who had arrived in a hurry, Luminas who had been in a bad mood recently.

"These are the ones you're looking for..."

Luminas walked briskly and handed something to Tyrion, who nodded, opened it, and after a few glances, his face turned strange, and he asked softly:

"Can you confirm that those are coming back naturally?"

"Yes, 100% sure!"

Luminas's face was also solemn, she looked left and right, lowered her voice and said:

"Not only in the ruins of the Silver Pines Forest, but also in the Whispering Harbor battlefield, in the Arathi Heights, and even on the border of Quel'Thalas, we find traces of the activity of the undead that have been revived naturally... I've privately confirmed with Roglio, and we're sure that those guys weren't awakened by the Lich King either... They just came back naturally, and this has never happened before! ”

"It's... It's really troublesome. ”

Tyrion rubbed his forehead, he seemed a little unprepared for this new question that had recently arisen, he thought about it for a moment, and then asked:

"Has it ever appeared in Southern Xinjiang?"

"Not yet."

Rubbing a strand of her hair, Luminas said to the High Lord:

"They only appear in the northern frontier, we have already discovered a settlement in the Stratholme region, they are very vigilant, according to your request, we did not rush to send emissaries, this news is now blocked within the legion, but at the current speed of their recovery, it may soon be impossible to hide."

"Oh, by the way, High Lord, in the colony of those undead who have revived naturally, we have found a death knight who appears to be the leader... He's not our man, nor is he the Lich King's man, it seems... He seems to have something to do with those traitors, do you think, are they awakened by those traitors? ”

Luminas asked in a whisper, and Tyrion shook his head:

"Impossible! Not even Khadgar has the ability to conceal this illogical conscription from me in the North, let alone the Order Guards, not to mention that they are still exterminating those cultists in the Hammer Heights... It should have nothing to do with them, but apparently they caught this phenomenon before we did, and they're still taking advantage of it. ”

"It's hard to say whether it's good or bad yet, anyway... Reach out to them and at least figure out what the hell is going on! ”

"Well, okay, I'll do it."

With that, Luminas was about to turn away, but was summoned back by Tyrion:

"Lumy, don't go, let Roglio take full responsibility for this..."

After saying that, he looked at Luminas's ugly face, and the Grand Lord shook his head and said to the emotional Lord of Death:

"It's not that I don't trust you, but I have another thing for you to do... Count as fulfilling my promise to you. ”

Looking into Luminas' curious eyes, Tyrion whispered:

"Remember, I promised you to find you some legendary weapons that you can use? Now there's a longsword that's perfect for you, and best of all, it's related to Queldra, and they're supposed to be the sister swords of the ancients... And it is hidden in the Filas of Kalimdor, the city of Eresaras for ten thousand years. ”

"Really?"

Luminas's blood-red eyes immediately lit up, being defeated by her former enemy Lannacer was the most humiliating thing for Luminas, and what she was most unconvinced about was that she thought that Lannacer had relied on the power of the Holy Sword Queldra to gain an advantage, and now that she heard that she also had the opportunity to take another holy sword, the depression of being robbed of the mission just now had long been thrown out of the clouds.

Tyrion nodded, and he said to Luminas:

"You're going to Kalimdor this time and you're going on another mission, and of course, I don't think it's worth mentioning to you at all."

"Also, you'll need to make a trip to Aurelia, and she'll tell you exactly how to find the sword, and of course, you'll have to help her with a small, insignificant... Busy. ”