I have thought countless times that I can help Duke and pay off the kindness I owe to a human being, so that I can die on the battlefield with peace of mind. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who knew that he would be saved by Duke again and again. Now he has to shamelessly pretend to be a grandson surrounded by demons and endure humiliation.

In order to return to the 10,000-year-old post, he reported to Thrall......

This humiliation may not be meaningless at all.

Because once the devil discovers it, he must die without a place to bury.

Now Duke is so powerful, he has deceived so many demons even though he has not fallen, even the most cunning Burning Legion commander Kilgardan.

It's coming back to Azeroth soon!

What a ...... What a hopeful ending!

In the face of me, who was in the hostile camp and could not help me, he still chose to help me, gave me hope, and gave me the responsibility of guiding my people back.

Duke, you're so generous, Duke.

How do you tell me to repay you!?

Sure enough, is it only a hero like you who is the leader who will truly lead Azeroth into the future?

For some reason, Grom wanted to cry, but he laughed.

"Haha

Laughing loudly, presumptuous, and desolate!

It has the heroism of an orc.

It also has a wealth of emotions that humans should have.

In this way, Grom almost sleepless all night.

Early the next morning, the Ereda Twins arrived.

The apparent explanation is, of course, that the Legion wants to snatch the Well of Eternity from the hands of those uncivilized lower races or something.

But there was no mention of anything in Azeroth, the connection to the Pantheon.

The so-called "word for word" should be said, and word for word should not be said. Despite the tactful flattery that he would open the portal and make an immortal contribution to the Legion, Duke knew that he was nothing more than a pawn to find his way.

It's good to get things done.

If it doesn't work, it's just a loss of a non-Eredan lord.

Among the four-digit lords in the Burning Legion, there is no more than one Duke, and no less than him.

An hour later, in the middle of the continent of Ancient Kalimdor on the planet Azeroth, a glorious city was revealing its charm to the world in the night sky.

Even the wind and rain can't hide the gorgeous splendor of the city into the distance.

Eshara - This is a great city that in antiquity was closest to the Well of Eternity.

The Night Elves used the power of the waters of the Eternal Well to build the Queen's capital. Unlike Sulama, the upper elves who inhabit Azhara do not worship the moon god Elune, but rather blindly worship the power of the arcane.

For this reason, they slowly distanced themselves from nature, demigods such as Cenarius and the Druid Way were not welcome here, and the splendid city buildings and arcane magic were what the upper elves wanted, believing that the power of magic could rule everything.

In Garhala, a great city some distance from Al Sala. Although it does not have the tall and majestic forbidden palace of Aishara, it does not have the kind of miraculous architecture that magically combines stones and trees.

But Garhala possessed enough to keep all the elven druids in Suramari awake at all. On this stormy night, an atmosphere of mystery hangs over it. Those in the know who knew what it meant did not dare to gaze at the palace-like mage tower in the center of the city, and the people looked away to avoid attracting the attention of the guards.

Around the Mage Tower, the guards were dressed in green armor, armed with spears and swords, and looked around cautiously. Not only do they keep an eye out for trespassers outside the city, but they also have to keep an eye out for movements inside...... Especially the main tower, it seemed that they had sensed an unpredictable and mysterious force in the making.

"Not enough, not enough, not at all! You idiots, when will that great being come?" Savis is a powerful arcane and the most obsessed fanatic of arcane and mystical powers.

Ten thousand years later, forbidden experiments by the Night Elves, High Elves, and humans were not a matter at all at this point in time.

As a noble high-class elven nobleman and the queen's chief advisor, all his experiments were approved by the queen.

Under his leadership, the shamans of Garhala began a ritual that was to be performed every night.

In order to complete the ritual, they must constantly rearrange the magical emeralds and arcane crystals to demarcate the boundaries of their magical powers, so that they can better use their summoning circles under the instigation of each other.

Suddenly, there was movement between the crystals, and like a protective circle that had suddenly been attacked, several light shields suddenly rose above the crystals.

Unfortunately, the light is fleeting.

The crystal blocks that had once been filled with powerful magic dimmed in large swaths.

The wizards of Garhala were not as proficient in magic as the Moon Guards, but they knew very well that what was happening now was not supposed to happen. They immediately began to check the arrangement again and again, but still couldn't figure out what was wrong.

"They don't seem to have sucked their magic from the Well of Eternity. A young sorcerer asserted, "Something is trying to cut them off from the front end of the energy flow!"

"Waste, waste, all waste!" Savis could no longer control his anger and whipped the young sorcerer in the face.

Although the sorcerer had more than a dozen ways to dodge or resist the whip, he bowed his head and took it hard, leaving a deep red mark on his rather delicate face.

Suddenly, Savis was a spirit.

His expression became trance-like.

Yes, he heard a voice, a little vague, but he heard all the key words clearly.

"My servant...... I'll send a ...... Lord, help you ......"

"A powerful lord? Great! I'm worried about not being able to show Her Majesty the power of the Burning Legion! Is there anything I need to do?"

"Let go of your ...... Soul into ...... slumber"

"Yes, great Lord Kil'gardan!"

In the midst of all the wizards' strange eyes, Savis actually ...... Fell asleep while standing.

With his head down, he looked like he was shaky, as if he would fall to the ground in embarrassment in the next second.

However, Savis moved, his slender fingers fluttering, the fierce movements contrasting with his blank expression.

"Your Excellency!?" a wizard cautiously approached Savis. They couldn't imagine what had happened to Savis.