When the decision was made to contact the Draenei, there was a discussion among the upper echelons of Stormwind about what to do.

The king's conspirator predicted the demands that the Draenei would make, and the request for territory was a must-have, and crucial one.

Varian is willing to be friends with the Draenei, and the combat power and technological level displayed by the Draenei in the retreat of the Cursed War are worthy of Stormwind's attention, but when it comes to national territory, even if he is the king, he can't be too generous.

The Stormwind Kingdom is a typical feudal and feudal country, although the kingdom has a vast territory, but each territory has its own lord, just like the Duke of Aberlock in the Twilight Forest, he holds the land control and law enforcement power of the entire Twilight Forest, coupled with the huge military power of the Night's Watch legion that is rapidly expanding in the Orc War, it is inevitable that the official Stormwind City will be wary of Duke Eberlock.

And now, at the request of the prophet, the king and the duke looked at each other, and then the king muttered for a moment, and then spoke:

"The Stormwind Kingdom is willing to accept the Draenei for temporary habitation, I have written with Duke Solomon of Red Ridge Mountain, he is willing to carve out a living area for the Draenei on the shore of the lake on Red Ridge Mountain, which is a mountainous area with abundant supplies to support tens of thousands of people, but the problem is that the place is currently occupied by a group of gnolls and fishmen, so if you want to move into a new home, you need to clear those threats first."

The young king said to the Prophet sincerely:

"Duke Solomon allowed the Draenei to live in his domain for five years without compensation, and after five years, he was required to pay some symbolic taxes, after all, as a lord, he also had to maintain his majesty."

"Well, I have to thank the Duke for his generosity."

The Prophet was already very satisfied with this result, he was ready to be rejected by King Varian, the world of Argus had also experienced the feudal era, he understood the thinking of the lords of the feudal kingdom very well from the classics, and according to the Draenei's superficial understanding of the southern part of the continent, although the Red Ridge Mountain belonged to the frontier of the Stormwind Kingdom, it was very suitable for the Draenei people to live in the early stage in terms of population and abundance.

"Five years is enough."

A smile also appeared on the face of the Grand Garrison, and he whispered, "Danas told me that there is still a lot of unused land in this world, and I believe that with the goodwill of the Alliance, the Draenei will be able to find their home in this world." ”

"Well, we're willing to help with that."

Madias, who has not spoken. Shore said:

"The first suggestion I can give to the current state of the Draenei is that you can travel to the continent on the other side of the Endless Sea, Kalimdor, we don't know much about that continent, but the route of how to get there has been discovered, according to a few words, it is an unexplored wilderness, but there are mysterious Night Elves who consider that continent their territory, but it is said that those closed elves are difficult to deal with."

"Oh Elf"

The Prophet blinked and asked, "Is it like the elf of Tyrion?"

"No, no, no, Tyrion. The Dawn Blade is a High Elf whose hometown is Quel'Thalas, at the northern tip of the Eastern Continent, where the High Elves basically live. ”

General Danas introduced to the Prophet:

"The elves of Kalimdor are the Night Elves, and we don't know very well the grievances between the two elves, but there is no doubt that they are not friends, compared to the more civilized and more willing to integrate into the Alliance, the Night Elves are a typical theocratic state... No, they may not even have a concept of a state, they just exist as a huge force, Master Shore is right, if you are going to pioneer, Kalimdor is easy to reach, but it is not a suitable place. ”

"So, I'm personally leaning towards the second opinion."

Master Shore smiled, and the Assassin had a cold feeling even when he laughed, and he whispered:

"The North, in the north of the world, the snow-covered land, the continent known as "Northrend", there are very few ships that can only travel through the wind and snow to get there, but according to the news from some adventurous pioneers of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, that continent also has enough land, and it is very habitable, and there is no too strong force there except for the mysterious dragon, which is very suitable for the current Draenei. ”

"I also have a map of Northrend in my collection."

King Varian raised his glass and said with a smile, "I'd love to give it to you if you need it." ”

After this exchange, although the worries in the eyes of the Prophet were not alleviated, it was a very good achievement to find a livable continent for the displaced people, so the Prophet also raised his glass and said to the big people in front of him:

"Then, on behalf of my people, thank Stormwind for your help! During our time in the Stormwind Kingdom, it is incumbent upon the Draenei to help if the King is in need and we can help! ”

After some staggering, King Varian, who was already a little drunk, suddenly blinked his eyes and asked in a low voice:

"Prophet, what follows is a question that I am very interested in personally, I passed the report of the Grand Knight of Tulayan, and he said that you are already 25,000 years old, is this true"

"Well, of course that's not true."

The Prophet waved his hand with some tears and laughter, looking at the young king's somewhat disappointed expression, the Prophet squinted at the young man who had the responsibility of being a king, but was in fact only a child, and there was a hint of emotion and nostalgia in his eyes, and he whispered:

"I've only experienced the long 25,000 years of escape of the Draenei, but in the time of Argus, I'm already an adult... So if you really want to know the answer, young king, I'll tell you..."

"My exact age now... 30145 years old. ”

"Wow!"

With King Varian's exclamation, the atmosphere of the whole banquet became more cheerful, and the Draenei finally found new friends in the new world, which may be a good start.

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After the feast, when the Prophet and the priests of the Stormwind Kingdom were discussing the path of Light, a small feast was also being held in the northernmost part of the distant continent of Kalimdor, in the midst of the yellow sand flying in the sky, in the southeast corner of the desert, in the mysterious bronze dragon dwelling Cave of Time, wrapped in the power of time.

In this empty cave, the quicksand of time wafted in the depths of the cave, and many dragonmen with bronze dragon blood walked lightly past the huge illusory hourglass in the center of the cave.

The dragons' caution is justified, the administrator of this timeline, Lady Seffir has just returned here not long ago, but her temper has become very strange, in the past two days alone, several unlucky ghosts have been punished by the lady to guard the time of the Ancient War, which is a bad errand, and if you don't pay attention, you will lose your life.

Dragonmen are not bronze dragons, and they don't have the powerful talent of bronze dragons, which is almost "immortal".

At this time, Lady Sephir was entertaining her friends in her palace, a palace in the middle of a past time, which seemed to be full of some kind of opulence and wealth, and the palace was dotted with all kinds of magical instruments, and it seemed that this should belong to a powerful magical race.

"You're still the same as before, Sefir, so uncreative."

Sitting on the throne of the palace, the blonde dwarf who shook her head looked at the surrounding buildings with disdain, and she folded her arms dissatisfiedly and whispered:

"Entertain me in Queen Azhara's palace again, you know, I don't like this place."

"But I like it!"

Dressed in a white off-the-shoulder dress, Seffir approached the palace with a basket of fruit and placed it in front of the strange blonde gnome.

"Eat, you glutton, this is the fruit I picked from the woodlands of Cenarius, and if I'm not mistaken, you're the favorite to eat this."

"Wow!"

The escaped dwarf let out an exaggerated exclamation, she grabbed a purple berry, and splashed the juice with a click, and in the other hand she held a green walnut, she moved her mouth exaggerated with food, and said indistinctly:

"I love you the most, my good friend Sephir."

Looking at her friend, who was considered by many bronze dragons to be a deviant Chromie, a hint of hesitation flashed in Sephiel's blue eyes, but finally, as Chromie began to eat the third berry, she sat next to Chromie, and on the enlarged throne, she almost pressed against Chromie's head, and asked in a low voice:

"I've discovered your secret!"

"Ahh

Chromie turned his head and looked at Sephir with a blank expression, with a fruity leaf on the corner of his mouth:

"What a secret, what are you talking about, you've become weird since you came back this time, Sephir, what happened to you in the Outlands"

Chromie tried to change the subject as usual, but the fleeting panic in her yellow snake pupils didn't hide from Sephiel, who sighed, stretched out his hands, and hugged the dwarf's diminutive body, a gesture that stiffened Chromie's body.

This was an intimate gesture that the always cold Sephir had never had, and it reminded Chromie of something bad, and she stammered:

"Sefir, you... What's wrong with you I remember, I remember a lot of males going after you, but you're always dismissive of them, shouldn't you be..."

"Chromie... I was caught by a horde of disgusting undead, in Draenor. ”

Sephir buried her head behind the white robe on Chromie, and she said in a voice so low that only two people could hear her:

"The leader of those undead, a mortal named Tyrion, he asked me to come back to you, you know the timeline I managed... It was already chaotic, and I didn't dare to report the news to Nozdorm because the mortal told me... The Great Bronze Dragon King, the Great King of Time, has been..."

"It's crazy!"

Chromie lowered her head and softly picked up Sefir's topic, she clenched the half-eaten berries in her hand, and there was no longer the heartless smile on her face, replaced by a touch of calm, but the despair in the eyes of the blonde dwarf could not hide Sefir.

"Sephir, what else did that human tell you?"

Chromie broke free of Sefir's embrace, grabbed Sefir's wrist with her left hand, stared at her only friend, and asked sternly:

"You said that the timeline you manage is chaotic, how chaotic is it, have you seen it at the end of time, have you told anyone about it?"

"No, you're the first to know, and you're the only one I can trust."

Sephir shook his head with a haggard face:

"As for the timeline, my timeline has been forcibly distorted by Tyrion, except for the past, which is still the same, everything else has been changed, but everything he is involved in will eventually become chaotic, and the end, the end of time, is chaos, and there is no clear future."

"Just before I leave..."

Sephir pursed her lips, her body trembling a little, she gritted her teeth and said, "Those undead, the undead of Draenor of Tyrion, they defeated the demon's invasion of Draenor... Kazak's death on the Hellfire Peninsula made me feel terrified, and another fate was happening before my eyes, and I didn't know what to do. ”

"Bang"

The berries that Chromie pinched in her right hand were crumpled into pieces by the power of the dragon, and between the juices splashing, Chromie's mouth opened unconsciously wide, and her eyes shone with incredible brilliance:

"You did it!"

"What I tried so hard to do... You're done without doing anything! ”

"Oh my God! Time loves you so much, and I am so jealous of you, my Sephim, take me to see it! I can't wait to see that chaotic but hopeful future! "The first king of Tang Zhenguan

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